1Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight series, Stephenie Meyer does.
Chapter 1-Epiphany
Previously. . .
Rosalie had Edward pushed up against the wall and was. . . kissing him. And he was letting her!
What?!
I kept screaming in my head. I stood there, incredulous, while this unbelievable scene played before my eyes. Edward seemed to be as unbelieving as I was. "Bella. . ." he whispered.
He had pushed Rosalie off of him and was walking towards me. Rosalie was staring at me and him with wide eyes, like she had no idea what had just happened. Emmett, followed by Alice and Jasper walked in, laughing, until they saw me staring at Edward and Rosalie. Edward was still coming towards me, his hands held up. His eyes were as wide as I was sure mine were. I was speechless, I could feel my throat getting tighter.
"Rose. . . " Emmett said. She just looked at Emmett and me with a pleadingly. Emmett rounded on Edward and he actually flinched, I could only imagine what Emmett must be screaming at him in his head. I just looked at them.
I wanted to call them so many vile things but just couldn't find my voice, so I just turned around and ran at full speed outside into the driveway, and almost ran into Carlisle.
" Hey Bella, where are you off too?" he asked.
"Anywhere but here." I replied coldly.
Then Edward ran up behind me.
"Bella, that's not what it looked like. I don't understand what came over her. . . " he said. I shook my head, not wanting to hear any more.
I turned and ran to my red Audi, started it, and slammed on the gas pedal. I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't care. I couldn't cry anymore, so I vented my feelings through anger.
I finally ended up at a cliff. I got out, and sat on the edge of it, daring myself to jump off, even though I probably wouldn't get hurt. I didn't even know where I was, but I thought it felt nice to be here, away from everything.
I looked out onto the horizon to the setting sun.
"Twilight," I mumbled. His least favorite time of day was suddenly my favorite.
A wave if sadness swept through me , I suddenly missed his arms around me, the way his body fit with mine, his warm, tender lips on mine. . .
I could feel the emptiness sucking at my silent, dead heart and I began to clutch my chest like I used to. I sat there, unmoving, unfeeling, for ages. It was well past dark when something occurred to me and I was stunned that I hadn't thought about it before. I was reacting exactly the way I had when I was human. Wasn't I supposed to be stronger now that I was a vampire? I wasn't going to just sit here dying inside for an eternity. I wouldn't let this happen again. I cast around my mind for any other emotion to clutch onto. I felt lost, alone, no, these wouldn't work, they would just lead to the empty feeling. I felt betrayed. Yes! This was it! Betrayal. He was kissing Rosalie. Wasn't I supposed to be the only one for him? Wasn't Rosalie supposed to be in love with Emmett? How could they do this to me and Emmett? I began to get angry. I latched on to that feeling with everything I had. Anything to keep the hole in my chest from swallowing me again.
I stood up and walked back to my car. I opened the door and got inside, all the while trying to hold onto the remains of my sanity. I turned on the Audi, and started to drive back to the mansion. I turned the radio on, and Carrie Underwood's "Before He Cheats" filled the car. Interested, I decided to listen.
Right now, he's probably slow dancing
With a bleach blond tramp and she's
Probably getting frisky (. . .)
Well that just about described Rosalie. I ground my teeth together.
(. . .) Oh, and he don't know
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped up
Four wheel drive, carved my name
Into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger
To both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think Before he cheats (. . .)
I was smirking wickedly. I was feeling. . . angry. Bewildered, and sad at the same time. It was as if I was a new person. I didn't feel like myself. I couldn't remember the last time, if ever, I was so furious. I had no clue what I was supposed to do. But this song was giving me an idea of where to start.
I listened as the song continued, and came to a close. Thinking about everything that had just happened in the past who knows how many hours, I kept driving.