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Chapter four: Don't give in to you slutty Ex-girlfriend when you clearly like someone else
The Bad Dater's Girlfriend
Edward Cullen:
She winced and took the final step towards me, and sunk to her knees also, wrapping her arms around me, and there it was again. The familiar warmth that came with her touch, and then I couldn't say no. When she's hugging me like this, like she's trying desperately to fight my fears away, I can't say no to her.
"Please Edward…please."
Did she even really have to ask? I've always been hers, no matter how much I wish I wasn't.
"Alright, we'll give it a try."
It was amazing how quickly the life returned to the apartment, how quickly everything returned to normal. Like they should be.
"Oh, Edward!" She exclaimed happily, tackling me to the ground in her glee. I smiled slightly and hugged her back, glad that this was happening. Now maybe things could go back to the way they used to be, when everything was so simple…
It had been about a month of bliss, and I was completely happy…well…not really… I still couldn't get the mystery girl out of my head. Not matter how hard I tried – and trust me, I tried – I couldn't get to gorgeous girl to vanish from my head, and I tried everything, so I could focus on Tanya alone, but there was something different about this girl, like we belonged together, but I quickly banished those thoughts from my mind, I was with Tanya now; but why was it that every time I thought of the girl, my heart stopped and a wide grin spread across my face?
Why was my love for Tanya fading away slowly? I tried to ignore it as hard as I could, but it was starting to become even more noticeable. Tanya and I fought often, and there was no longer that ache whenever we were apart, and now…I even looked forward to classes starting because my schedule said I had none with Tanya. Was I wrong about this, had it been wrong to choose her yet again, after all that had happened? I seriously doubted my actions.
"Edward?" I heard Tanya ask from the kitchen, shaking me from my thoughts; I looked down at my watch and saw that I had been staring at the same page of my book for the past half hour. I gave up getting any farther, and stood to return the book to the shelf and see what Tanya wanted.
"Yes?" I asked poking my head into the kitchen.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" She asked, her head stuck in the fridge, seeing what there was to eat.
"I don't care," I said innocently, honestly no really hungry.
"What do you mean 'you don't care'?" She snapped, looking at me. "You don't care what you eat?"
"Um, not really?" I said, though it sounded more like a question. "Are you okay?"
"Well you should care! And no, I'm not okay, I'm sick of you not caring!" She sounded really angry, and for no reason, I had no idea where this was coming from.
"What do mean 'not caring'? Of course I care!" I hollered, and honestly, I didn't care if the neighbors got upset, I was offended.
"You haven't even kissed me in a month! That shows me that you don't care!" She hollered back at me, just as loud as I was.
"Did you ever think that I'm not ready for that? That our constant arguing hasn't been helping at all?" I said with a normal tone of voice, attempting to calm myself.
"After a month? You need to get over it, what's done is done, there's nothing that you can do about it."
How could she be so uncaring? She acted so casual with my feelings, like she could trample on them as she pleased, no matter how much it hurt me!
"I'm not hungry…" I mumbled under my breath, escaping from the room in a blind fury. How dare her!
"Edward, get back here!"
I slammed the bedroom door shut, and just sat on the bed, my head in my hands. Had it always been like this? Had we always fought so terribly? I couldn't remember a time where we hadn't been looking into each other's eyes lovingly…but maybe that was just what I dared to remember, maybe things hadn't been so good for us when we were together, and maybe when I left her, all I wanted to remember were the good times, so maybe things had always been like this. Maybe things had…
Chapter Three: You Can't Steal Someone Else's Boyfriend…It's Just Not Cool.
I had been thinking about him. All. Month. I couldn't get him out of my mind! I even went to the park everyday in the hopes of catching a glimpse of him, but my efforts had failed, I hadn't seen him all week.
Currently sprawled across the couch, eating ice-cream, and watching a Made For TV movie.
Alice, like usual, had left earlier this morning, leaving me to drown out my sorrows in solitude. Naturally I had told her about Mystery Man (As I'd taken to calling him) and she had just snickered and said 'looks like Bella's finally got herself a crush' I, in return, whacked her on the back of the head and huffed at her.
I recited the words to Titanic admiring Leonardo DiCaprio, the movie always made me cry at the end, which was surprising, since movies that were or had a background of a true story always either, A) bored me to tears or B) made me mad.
Tomorrow, classes started, I had pretty basic classes thins year, nothing entirely special except my Creative Writing class. I was an English major.
"My heart will go on, and on…"I sang along, this was always my favorite part.
I almost had a heart attack when I felt someone grab my shoulders.
"Ah!" I screamed, and proceeded to fall off the couch, but my confused expression turned to anger when I saw my brother, Emmett, sitting on the couch where I used to be, and his long time girlfriend, Rosalie next to him snickering at me.
"What's up baby sister?" Emmett asked, grinning like an idiot.
I stood up and punched him in the arm, "Thanks a lot Emmett…" I pushed him over on the couch slightly, so I had enough room to sit.
"Titanic…again Bella?" Rosalie asked when she saw the actors on the screen.
"What? It's a classic!" I quickly defended.
Rosalie and I had a long time argument about which was better, Titanic or Pearl Harbor, and she always made fun of me whenever she saw me watching it again.
"Oh, and to top it all off, she broke out the Rocky Road!" Emmett yelled in mock seriousness, "We better take her to a dating expert, and fast, I can almost smell the future cat lady brewing!
I smacked him on the back of his head, grinning.
"I got the Xbox fixed…" I said suggestively, nodding my head in the corner, where the Xbox sat, good as new.
"Oh, right on!" Emmett shouted, jumping up to plug it in. He was always ready to play a video game.
Rosalie shook her head at us and picked up the empty bowl of ice cream, and made her way into the kitchen.
"I'm making cookies!" She shouted from the other room, I could hear her opening the fridge; she must've found the cookie dough.
"Sweet!" Emmett and I shouted at the same time. Cookies and video games? In the same day? Now that was a treat!
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