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Angela?!" I asked in shock. Angela Weber had been one of my only friends in high school, but she had moved to New York after graduation to attend Columbia. We had barely kept in touch by sending sporadic emails here and there.

"What are you doing here?!" she asked as she walked around the counter to envelop me in a hug.

"I live here now! I'm going to NYU in the Spring," I explained "What about you? It's been so long since we've talked."

"Well I work here at Bloomingdales obviously and at night I am a talent manager at Sweet Ups, a bar in Williamsburg. Even with two jobs I can barely afford rent."

"I was at Sweet Ups last night! Edward Cullen is the brother of my cousin Rosalie's husband." Saying his name brought back the anger I felt earlier.

Stupid prick, how dare he leave me for that blonde bimbo?

But I also made a mental note to ask Rose if I could get a roommate. Angela would be perfect, and I knew the rent would be way more affordable than whatever she was paying now.

"Edward is an all right guy. He's always been very sweet to me, but I've heard stories," she offered with a smile.

"He's a real winner," I grumbled.

"I saw him walk out with that blonde. I think that's his ex girlfriend."

"Ah, I've heard that he had a girlfriend at one point but things went sour. I wonder who cheated on who." Either she turned him into the unfeeling asshole he was today or he always was that way. Who even knew at this point?

"Hmm, not sure about that," she shrugged. "Well, I have to get back to work, but I'm sure I'll see you tonight! We'll do some more catching up," she said as she hugged me once more before completing my sale.

When she rang me up she used her friends and family discount which I thanked her for profusely. I smiled as I thought about how the girls would be jealous of my discount.

Alice and Rosalie wanted to help me get dressed for the night, but I decided on wearing the same clothes I had during the day. I was not trying to impress anyone. My plan with Edward had failed before it had even begun. He was a lost cause. I bravely took the train to the bar alone and was thrilled to see Angela talking outside with the doorman.

"Hey Angela!" I greeted.

"Oh! Bella, you made it!" she said as she grabbed my hand and led me through the doors.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss the chance to spend time with you." We took a seat at the bar, and I noticed that instead of one bartender there were now two and one of them was most definitely a gorgeous male.

"James, give me two Washington Apples," Angela ordered as I took him in. James was tall, about 6'1 with buzzed hair, and his blue eyes were mesmerizing. I couldn't help but stare a little slack jawed as he made our drinks. Angela must have noticed my infatuation because she took the opportunity to introduce us as he served us our drinks.

"James, this is my good friend from back home, Bella. Bella, this is one of my good New York friends, James."

"Nice to meet you," he said as he shook my hand. He smiled crookedly as his eyes met mine.

This boy was trouble.

"Likewise," I responded.

"Here's to old friends starting over in a new city," Angela toasted as we clinked our shot glasses together. We downed our shots and high fived before we slammed them back on the table upside down.

"Those actually weren't bad." It definitely tasted like apples, and thankfully the alcohol did not burn too much on its way down.

"They're my favorite," she grinned.

I looked around the bar to notice that it had become quite full. I soon spotted Rosalie and the others standing near the front of the stage.

"Oh, I see my friends. I'll introduce you," I said as I grabbed her hand and pulled her off the stool. We made our way through the crowd while yelling 'Excuse me, Pardon me, Thank you' the entire way.

"Bella! You made it!" Alice said as she hugged me tightly. She completely caught me off guard. I stumbled back a bit and let out a small laugh.

"Nice to see you, too." I barely knew Alice but already I loved her. "Everyone this is my only friend from Forks, Angela. Angela this is Rosalie my cousin, her husband Emmett, his sister Alice and her boyfriend, Jasper." I pointed to everyone as I introduced them. They all stepped forward to shake Angela's hand.

"Hey, Rosalie, Angela and I did some catching up and she is having a tough time making ends meet. I was wondering if it would be okay to invite her to live with me. There are 2 extra rooms and I really hate to live alone," I asked with a hopeful look in my eyes.

"You don't have to do that Bella," Angela said as she smiled at me.

"Shush, Angela, of course you can room with Bella. I hate to think of her living alone for the first time in a place like New York," Rosalie said.

"Thank you so much Bella, Rosalie. The apartment will make my commute to my jobs much easier," Angela replied brightly with relief.

"Rent will only be about $200 a month split between the two of us," I explained, the look on Angela's face was priceless. I had to laugh. Rent control was a beautiful thing indeed.

"Holy shit! I can quit that damn job at Bloomingdales," she said excitedly. I laughed again. It was a shock to me to hear Angela curse. Not that I thought she was a saint, but I'd never heard her cuss before.

"Oh look, Edward's here." Emmett pointed to the entrance of the Bar. "Uh oh, he's with her," he added. It was then that I could see he was with the woman from earlier. Their hands were linked together and immediately I felt the anger start to boil. The nerve of him bringing her here after he ditched me. Didn't he even feel bad? I was sure he had been read the riot act by everyone already about how it took me an hour to find my own apartment.

"Hey everyone," Edward greeted with a nod.

"What are you doing here, Tanya?" Rosalie asked angrily, uh oh she had her bitch face on.

"Edward and I are back together," Tanya replied as she held up their joined hands and smiling. She was giddy. I had to keep from rolling my eyes. Funny that Edward didn't look as giddy though. Then again, he was a grouch and an asshole.

Oh that's nice, now you guys can be douche bags together and have douchey children.

My fists were clenched at my sides and my eyes were starting to glass over. Yes, I was one of those people. The kind of person who cried when they were angry. I wanted to hit something or someone, preferably the tall green-eyed dickhead or his blonde cunt of a girlfriend.

"I should go get ready," he said as he let go of Tanya's hand and walked toward the stage.

Great now I have to actually talk to this bitch.

"So, Isabella, I hear you just moved to New York City," she yelled over Edward's playing.

"Bella," I replied angrily.

"What?" she asked with a confused look upon her face.

"My name is Bella," I yelled.

"Whatever," she replied as she turned and approached the bar. I watched her and my self-esteem took another huge hit. I would never be as beautiful or graceful as her.

Nor would I be as whorish. I added as I watched her shamelessly flirt with James. After four minutes of leaning over the bar while giving James a view of her perfect breasts, she made her way over with a martini glass in hand.

I couldn't bear to look at her anymore. Edward had finished his first song and began to introduce the next one.

"These next few songs are new and they mean a lot to me," he explained as he took a deep breath. "This one's called In Transit (For You)."

Now I had to stand here and listen to him sing love songs to this bitch.

He began the song and as soon as his voice hit my ears, I froze. He looked so beautiful up there, for a fleeting moment I so badly wished he was singing about me, to me and for me. Then I realized that I had pictured Edward in a completely different way then he actually was. I thought that I could change him, that underneath that he was broken but I could fix him. I dreamed him up to have a different and completely secret personality. My Edward was sweet, thoughtful, affectionate, truthful, loyal and honest. That Edward did not nor would ever exist.

The real Edward Cullen was mean, careless, emotionless, and for the lack of a better word, a dick. He probably picked Tanya because she was pretty arm candy and because she seemed as ruthless as he was. I must have been lost in thought because I didn't notice the music had stopped playing. I watched Edward exit through a door near the stage. Tanya was back at the bar flirting with James again and I needed to get out of there. I strangely felt the urge to protect him from her vile actions. I hurried through the same door Edward had and found him sitting on the floor with his back against the brick wall.

"Mind if I join you?" I asked as I took a pack of cigarettes out of my back pocket. I chuckled to myself when I noticed that he was smoking the same kind of cigarettes. Parliaments. I made a note to switch to Marlboro's tomorrow.

"Free country," he replied coldly.

Do you have to be such a dick ALL the time? I wanted to ask.

But instead I lit my cigarette and took a long pull. It was quiet for a while before I decided to strike up a conversation with him.

"Your girlfriend seems nice. She's very beautiful," I said as I took another pull from my cigarette.

She's also a ginormous combo of bitch and slut, I wanted to add.

"Tanya is great," he replied. Gah he was infuriating!

"What about you? Are you dating anyone?" he asked. I wanted to say something rude like it's none of your god damn business but something about those green eyes broke me.

"I just got out of a long term relationship," I replied as I thought back to the last few years, instinctively my mouth pulled down into a frown.

"What happened?" he asked in what sounded like a protective tone. I must have imagined it. Why would he even care?

"He put me down any chance he got and ruined my fucking self esteem. I walked in on him cheating on me. He said it was my fault because I wouldn't suck his dick." I let out a humorless laugh as I shook my head. Something about living in New York, even in the short time I'd been here, made me more blunt and ballsy then I had been in Forks. I hated to think what I'd turn into after living here for a few years.

Probably like Rosalie. I shuddered at the thought.

"You are incredibly beautiful and you should never let anyone make you feel as if you are anything less," he said, and then he did something completely unexpected. He kissed me on the cheek and he lingered there a while too. I could have sworn he sniffed me in the process. Edward had never even hugged me, but for some reason he was telling me I was beautiful and kissing me!

Danger, Will Robinson, danger!

"I should go inside," he said as he pulled away quickly and stood up while holding his hand out to me. I took his hand and lifted myself up off the ground. We were standing face to face just staring into each others eyes and for a split second I could have sworn I saw something there. It was different from last night, the way his eyes looked was dead and devoid of emotion but I couldn't place this look. Sorrow? Regret? Hope?

"There you are, baby. Lets go home," Tanya said as she squeezed herself in the space between Edward and me, burying her face in his chest as she wrapped her arms around him. She leaned up and nibbled on his ear before I heard her whisper loudly, "I want to fuck the shit out of you tonight."

Great so after flirting endlessly with the bartender she was going to take Edward home and fuck him probably while pretending he was James, as if he could ever compare.

I tried my best to not look angry, but inside I was fuming. How dare she?! How dare he?!

"I'm sorry," he mouthed before he picked Tanya up and threw her over his shoulder. As they were leaving she picked her head up, winked at me and waved.

I flipped her off angrily and huffed as I pulled the door open and made my way back inside.

"Bella! There you are," Angela sighed, seemingly relieved. I hadn't realized that I didn't bother to tell anyone that I was stepping outside.

"Yeah sorry, I went to have a cigarette," I replied as I tossed the pack into a nearby garbage. I would never smoke Parliaments again. They were tainted for me by Fuckward.

"I was getting to know your cousin a little better and she mentioned that you played a couple instruments and sang. The band that plays before Edward got signed and are going on tour. I need someone to fill the space for a little while so I can have some time to find a more permanent replacement. I'll pay you! Please, Bella, please!" she pleaded with me. I was going to kill Rose! Sure I played, but it was only for my own benefit. Instead of writing in a diary or on a blog, I wrote songs. It was a way to get out my anger and frustration, I could yell and pound on the keys of my keyboard, which was a better stress reliever than pen on paper. I wanted to say no but her eyes were pleading, then her lip came out and she was pouting and DAMNIT, I couldn't say no.

"Sure, I'll help you out," I sighed.

"Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she yelled as she pulled me into a tight hug.

Oh crap what am I getting myself into?

Let the angsty Bella songs begin! there are some real surprises to come and I can't wait for you to read them. Please review, it always makes my day!