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This chapter has some long awaited drama that has needed to be hashed out, but I promise it won't be drawn out for long. The fic will be complete in about three more chapters after this and there will definitely be a HEA :)

BPOV

Chapter Fourteen

After another round of mind-blowing sex with Edward in the shower, he told me that he needed to head home to do some work. I was a little upset because I really enjoyed being around him, but I also knew that this entire relationship that we had was new and we both needed time away from each other to absorb everything that had happened. It helped that he kissed me sweetly on the cheek and promised to call me later that night and then take me to lunch the next day.

I texted both Rose and Alice to let them know that Edward and I had worked things out and that I would call them both tomorrow morning before my lunch date. Both of them were happy for me and told me that they wanted all of the sexy details. I had to laugh at my two friends and their nosiness. Of course I would tell them, though. Edward was way too amazing for me not to brag about!

I decided to clean my house to keep myself from just lying around and day dreaming about Edward. I could have spent all day just remembering the things that he had done to my body, but I really needed to at least try and be productive. As I was trying to clean my kitchen, I kept hearing a beeping in the living room. It was driving me insane. I finally lifted all the couch cushions and found an iPhone. It must have fallen out of Edward's pants at some point today. I decided that I would get dressed and then call Rose and ask for his address. I could bring him his phone and get to see him again, which would be a win/win for me!

The phone beeped again as I held it in my hand, and I saw that he had a new text message from "Tanya." I clicked on the screen, and realized that it wasn't password protected. And Edward had 6 new messages, all from the same person. Who the fuck was Tanya?

I stood there for a few minutes debating what to do. On the hand I was extremely curious as to who this woman was that kept texting my Edward. Rationally I knew that it could be anyone, but I had this really sick feeling in my stomach that I might not like what I saw if I read the texts. It would be an extreme invasion of his privacy, but my curiosity won out and as wrong as I knew it was, I clicked on the texts. Then I immediately wished that I hadn't.

The first text was from last night at some point. It simply said "Hey, baby." That was bad enough, but I kept reading and I immediately felt ill. The second text said "I'm sorry about what happened Thursday night, Eddie. I wish your trip here had been different." The next few went along those same lines, but the last one is the one that really killed me. It said "I know this is a rough time for you, but you know I love you. Come back to Chicago where you belong so that we don't have to keep being apart."

After I read that text, I felt my stomach roll and I rushed to the bathroom. I threw up everything in my stomach and then just sat on my bathroom floor. I curled myself into a ball and cried. I was upset at myself and at Edward. I didn't know what the hell was going on, but he obviously had a girlfriend in Chicago. Oh God, he was going to date both of us at once. I couldn't believe it. Everything that I wanted to believe about Edward must have been a lie. He had completely fooled me.

I don't know how long I stayed there crying in the bathroom, but at some point I finally managed to get up and brush my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I looked like complete shit, but I didn't care. I was such a fool for believing in Edward, especially after he had already lied to me once. What was that saying? Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. It was beyond accurate.

I was walking back into the living room when I heard a knock on the door. I went to see who it was and saw that it was Edward. I took in a deep breath before opening the door. I had to face him and it might as well be now.

"Hey baby, I'm sorry to just drop by but I forgot –" he started, before he really looked at me. It must have been obvious that I had been crying because he immediately stepped towards me with a concerned look on his face. "Bella, what's wrong?" He asked. Oh this was going to be fun.

I looked him square in the eye and replied "Just a little dose of reality, Eddie." He blanched at the use of that sickening nickname that his other girlfriend obviously had for him. Then he looked down and noticed that I was holding his iPhone in my hands.

"Bella," he said, warily. "What's going on? Why did you call me that?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Is that name reserved solely for Tanya? I didn't realize. My mistake."

That was it. He knew then that I knew. I saw his eyes widen and then he reached his arm out to me, but I stepped back before he could touch me. I couldn't handle having him touch me at this point. I was barely holding on as it was and if he touched me I was bound to lose it again.

"I don't know what happened, Bella, but please let me explain," he said, but I cut him off with a sharp laugh.

"Are you kidding me? You want me to let you explain? How the fuck do you think you are going to explain your Chicago girlfriend to me? Did you think that I was just going to be okay with it? I had sex with you! I helped you cheat on your girlfriend! Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?"

"Bella, no! Tanya isn't my girlfriend. Well she isn't my girlfriend anymore. I broke up with her. I swear to you that she isn't in my life anymore."

I just shook my head at him. I really didn't want to hear any of his excuses. "Edward, she's been texting you since last night. Apparently she loves you and is waiting for you to move back to Chicago with her. I don't even know what to say about this. Do you know what that felt like to read those texts?"

I saw something flash in his eyes then, and I soon realized that it was anger. In a very calm voice he said "So you read the texts on my phone, assumed the worst, and now have no desire to let me explain? You invaded my privacy, but I'm the bad guy here?"

I opened my mouth to let him explain, but he just held up his hand. "Save it, Bella. I'm beyond pissed that you would even read my text messages. If you had asked me I would have been more than willing to let you read anything of mine, look through anything of mine. I have nothing to hide from you. Tanya is my past. I flew to Chicago and broke up with her, which was something I should have done before I ever even moved here. But I did what I could to make sure that I did the right thing by you and you repay that by not only going through my phone, but also not allowing me to explain myself? What the hell, Bella?"

I had no idea how he managed to turn this back on me, and I didn't know how to answer him. Sure I knew that I was wrong for reading his messages, but surely I still had a right to be mad. Right? He had still kept secrets from me.

"Bella, when you are willing to really talk to me about this, then call me. But I can't keep apologizing for what happened when we first met and I know that most of your anger is coming from the fact that you probably still haven't completely forgiven me for everything. I'm not perfect, Bella, but I'm not a cheater. Last night and this morning was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. I feel things for you that I didn't think I would ever feel for anyone. But I can't make you trust me and I can't be with you if you aren't willing to understand that I am human and I am not perfect. I have flaws and sometimes I will mess up."

I didn't know what to say to him. Was he right? Was some of my anger because I hadn't completely let go of what had happened before? But why hadn't he told me about the girl in Chicago? It was all so confusing at the moment and I didn't even know where to begin trying to talk to him about it. So I did the only thing that I could do and handed him his phone. He took it, his eyes never leaving mine, and then he turned around and walked back to his car. I shut the door and then slid down to the floor. It was a mess and I had a feeling that Edward wasn't the only one to blame for that fight. But I also wasn't sure how to make it right or if it was even worth making things right.

So, who thinks Bella was wrong for what she did? Was Edward right to be upset at her? Or should they both have tried to be a little more adult and talk instead of fight?

I have to admit that I'm guilty of going through a guy's phone when I probably shouldn't have. Anyone else guilty of this?