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Quote: "A life without love in it is like a heap of ashes upon a deserted hearth - with the fire dead, the laughter stilled, and the light extinguished."

Music: I Caught Fire - The Used

Chapter Eight: The Lost Hand

-Edward's POV-

"She's leaving tomorrow night to go back to Arizona with her mom. It's too hard for her to cope here, so she's going to be home schooled by her aunt so she doesn't have to go to school during the pregnancy. It's the best, I think, she doesn't have anyone here.

I had woken that morning with a hangover I didn't deserve, a massive headache, and the immediate thought of Bella leaving Forks. How do you explain to someone that you really love them, when they want to leave you, and your words will not even change their decision? Whenever you let go of someone who wasn't worth your love, for someone who was, and either way it's just to late? How do you explain that fear was the only thing that stopped you from admitting your feelings since the beginning?

It was a final decision before it was even made. I'd broken up with Rosalie, and I told her the truth on why I was doing it. I told her that I couldn't go around pretending I didn't love the mother of my child, and she was the one I wanted to spend my life with. Oh how that went.

I had never been cussed out by a girl before, but I could assure you that Rosalie had called me every name there was in the swear book. Everything I'd ever given in the passed three years was thrown into my face. All the stuffed animals, jewelery, picture frames, vases of flowers I'd recently given her, everything you could possibly imagine. She had even punched me nice and hard with a sapphire ring I'd bought her for last Christmas right in my mouth, cutting my upper lip. Alice was ready to beat the shit out of her, but I told her to just leave her alone. She did have a right to be mad, after all.

The day flew by before my eyes, and I never did have a chance to talk to Bella before she left. The only words I'd managed to get out she basically ignored, and left me desperate in her parking lot. I was just hoping she'd regret what she was doing and turn around. Since Alice and I'd gotten home, I hadn't been able to concentrate on anything.

My thoughts were else where. Bella and the baby were the only things on my mind. Was she going to be okay? Would the baby be taken care of? Was she going to be able to cope in Arizona with only her mother? Was she ever going to come back?

I laid in the dark, on the floor in the middle of my room, trying to think of what I could possibly do to have Bella come back to me. The glow in the dark paint that was painted on my ceiling was bright green. It was the only light in my room besides the flickering light from my cellphone that was done charging. I wasn't in the mood to unplug it.

I thought of many things I could do, but nothing seemed good enough. I knew we both had our hearts in the right place, we both felt the same for each other, but our thoughts were different. She ignored me so she didn't have express her feelings to me, and I expressed my feelings to her even though they were rejected.

Just like the poker hands Jasper and I had talked about last night. "If you have a perfect hand, you'll get the best prize, but if you have a loosing hand, you'll end up with something you really don't want." I'd given up what I didn't want, and whenever I had the perfect hand, i still lost the prize. Either way, I was the loser in this situation, and I'd continue to be the loser until she came back to me.

I crawled over to where my cellphone laid and I unplugged it. I slid the screen up so that the letters were visible, and I pressed Bella's name so I could send a text message. "It was pretty rude how you just left me standing there like an idiot as you drove away. You have no idea how that hurt, Bella," I wrote, sending the message.

It was rude in a way, but just like Jacob had said, I deserved everything that came upon me. For not fighting for what I loved I lost it. I'd lost my lucky hand in poker even though I had the winning cards.

The phone vibrated and I opened the message. "You deserved it. You think that I'm going to believe that you love me when your drunk? That's the worse time to tell somebody a life changing decision when they only have a little bit of time until their gone."

"You could have just given me a chance to talk to you.."

"Why, so you could just lie to my face some more? Just so you can act like you love me and go behind my back to be with Rosalie. Sorry Edward, I pass."

"I broke up with Rosalie this morning to be with you. You would have known that if you would have talked to me." She was taking a while to answer. Could it be that she was regretting that she left?

"Well, too bad. Now you lost the girl you supposedly love and your girlfriend. Nothing is going to change my mind now. My mind is set on Arizona, and raising my child there. I don't plan on going to Forks for a long while to be honest. Now if you will, please stop texting me. It's after two and I'm trying to sleep, because I still have another day of driving before I get home. Maybe we can talk on the phone when I get there, I don't know. G'night, . . ."

Three words that were replaced with dots. I already knew that trick. "I love you too, Isabella Swan."

Everything had changed so suddenly within the past couple months. I'd produced a child, broken up with my girlfriend, lost the girl I love, and many other things. What more could happen to me that wouldn't just end up killing me? Dying seemed to be a happier thought than having more things like this going on.

I'd give her time, that's all I could do. If I wasn't able to get her back up her with my words, then I'd go after her. I needed a chance to show her what I was capable of, and I needed her to cooperate as well. Three months was her limit, if she wasn't back by then, I was going to bring her home, for sure.

A/N: Okay, so you won't like this chapter, it's too short. I had sooo many good ideas the night I posted the other one. For some reason, I always post a story around 3 am EST time, and I get a gazillion views, so instead of working on this one, I went to sleep and I everything I'd mapped out to write I didn't like. It just seemed like a run on, so I just wanted to get his thoughts cleared, give in on a couple things, and start fresh in Arizona. Sorry about that though, really. I'm going to make a poll on my profile, hopefully all of my readers will take a look at it and respond to it if you don't mind. It'd be highly be appreciated..! Well, next chapter should be up in the most four days, maybe less. I just have to get motivated again, since she's no longer in Forks. Okay, hope ya like it, and stick around for more. REVIEWS, PMS, and FLAMES are welcome..! Thanks.!
-Granite Paws-