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"You don't know me?"Edward asked, gaping at me. I can see it in his eyes that he can't believe this was happening. Honestly, I can't too. I can't believe that I'm doing this, that I'm lying. Well, people do lie, don't they? Besides he lied to me first, he said that he wanted to spend his life with me, obviously that was a lie. Now it was my turn to do so.
"Yes, I think I haven't seen you ever. Do I know you?" I replied. Thinking about it, doing this is just fair. It's sort of revenge. Thinking like that made this thing less terrible than it is.
"I'm Edward, Edward Cullen," he explained, looking cautiously at me, like I'm going to attack him any moment now, "I was your.. your.."say it, ex-boyfriend, ex-fiancé, whatever, "I was an old friend." He looked down. The fuck? The nerve of this guy, he lied again! He said he was an old friend of mine, when clearly he was more than that.
"Oh really?" I asked. "I can't seem to remember you. I'm very sorry." I'm just playing along with him, pretending that he was an old friend. Old friend my ass!
"Yeah, we were really…umm, close before." He looked at me then, his eyes a little glassy. He's almost crying. He thinks he can fool me with those crocodile tears? Fuck him! Fuck him a million times! I am not that stupid anymore.
I just stared at him. I don't know what to say anymore. I need to get out of here. And fast. So I did what is easier. I just turned around and walked away, leaving him there. I hope the shelves fall down and kill him and bury him in pancake mix.
But fate was never on my side. Instead of leaving me alone and making my life easier, he ran after me and walked beside me.
"You know you're pretty creepy, I said I don't know you." I said in an angry voice. I looked ahead and continued walking. "Please, leave me alone!"
"You know me Bella. You know me." he insisted. "I'm Edward, you know. Your biology partner in senior high school, I was your roommate in college, I was your.. your…"
"What?" I screamed at him. "You're my what? Please just leave me alone, I really don't know you." I said a bit calmer. "Maybe I knew you before but I lost my memory. I'm very sorry."
"You lost your memory?" his eyes widened. "How? When?"
How did I lose my memory? When did it happen? Think Bella! Think of a good explanation or else you're busted!
"Well, I was…" I'm trying my best to hide the buffering going on in my head, "hit by a car."
"Really? When?" he asked.
" They said that I was supposed to be married that day but my fiancé did not come to the church," I explained, "I waited for hours, not believing that he ran away but they told me that he really did, so I ran away and therefore I was hit by a car." way to make him guilty Bella! Woohoo!
I saw the sadness in his eyes, but I was not affected at all. All the pain I've been through made me stronger. I was not the same weak Bella, I was different now. And the different me right now doesn't need Edward.
"I'm sorry." He said. Sorry means nothing to me now, especially when it came from his lips. Sorry can't fix anything, or undo tears.
"No need to be sorry." I said.
"I'm really sorry. If I can do anything to fix it, I will." He said again. He was determined. I can hear it in his voice.
"stop saying 'sorry' please. If everything can be fixed by a simple sorry, then why are there cops, or rules and laws? Frankly, sorry means shit to me." I said in a harsh tone. It was true, I don't need his sorry. "Now Edward, if you'll excuse me, I need to go."
I left him standing there. Maybe he's too shocked with everything I said. Good for him. I hope he had the shock of his life!
I don't know what I was feeling by the time I got home. I was angry. I was sad. And I was … happy? I really don't know. I need to talk to someone. Maybe a shrink or something. I need to call Alice, she's my shrink. I pulled out my phone and dialed Alice's number. She answered on the first ring.
"What is it Bella?" she asked.
"I need you to come here''
"Why?" her tone is suspicious. "Did you see him?"
"By him, do you mean Edward?" I asked.
"Fuck Bella! You saw him didn't you? Don't do anything I'm coming!" she literally screamed at me. Did she think I was going to commit suicide or drink to death? God, I'm so much better than that! A few minutes later, Alice barged in at my apartment. She's frantic. Asking me what happened, what did I do or say.
"Alice calm down! I'm okay." I insisted.
"Bella, you just saw him! How can you be okay?"
"Should I be not okay just because I saw him? I'm perfectly fine. I'm not affected at all." I said emotionless, "but can I ask you to do something for me?"
"What's that Bella?" she took a sip of her coffee and looked at me.
"Can you…" I fidgeted nervously. "Can you pretend that I lost my memory?"
"What the hell Bella! That's crazy!" she screamed at me.
Right then I knew that this lie is going to be hard to live through. You are fucked, Isabella Swan. I wish you luck.
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