A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter and I got so say, some of you don't have faith in Edward. This is a small chapter, but it has a lot of things. Edward's POV of the disaster will be next chapter, which I hope to post by Monday at the latest.

I do not own Twilight, I'm far too normal (or weird, depends on how you look at it...) to own it! It all belongs to Stephenie Meyer!

I shook my head, but turned to look in the direction he was pointing. I felt tears run down my cheeks, my heart breaking, as I took the sight of Edward.

Of Edward, kissing a drop dead gorgeous blond.

I hugged my arms around my torso and after a quick look in the direction of him, I ran out of the mall. All the while thinking:

This cannot be happening, I have to be dreaming.

It's so curious:

one can resist tears and 'behave' very well

in the hardest hours of grief.

But then someone makes you

a friendly sign behind a window,

or one notices that a flower

that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed,

or a letter slips from a drawer...

and everything collapses.

~Colette

Bella Swan

I didn't know where to run to, and at the moment it didn't make a difference. I just needed to get away from here as fast as possible. I was still in shock, but through it all I still kept moving forward and not stopping. I was getting weird looks from the people that I passed, but I couldn't care less at the moment. I just needed to get away.

Unfortunately, the closest exit from the mall, and the only one I knew, was located behind him, and his new girl. So I kept walking in his direction, head up high, not even bothering to turn in his direction. When I was just in front of him, he looked up and noticed me walking. I met his eyes for a short second, and I felt more hot tears running down my cheeks.

''Bella,'' he said softly, shaking his head. He opened his mouth to say something else, but nothing came.

Instead of standing there and yelling at him or possibly hitting him, which would have done me no good and would have probably given me a broken hand, I started to run towards the exit, not even bothering to stop as his voice ringed in the background of it all.

As I was running towards the exit I still couldn't believe what I just had witnessed a few seconds ago. Just today, when I had figured out that I loved him, he did this. The hardest part was not knowing just how long he had been cheating on me.

When I finally made it outside, not tripping for once, I looked around and remembered that I didn't have a car since I had ridden with Emmett. I mentally cursed myself for the fact, but when I heard Edward's voice behind me, I continued running.

It seemed the only option I had been walking. Not a good idea on any day and today wasn't an exception, especially since it had started raining sometime while I was at the mall. I didn't have any money, since Alice was keeping everything in her purse, so the only two options I could see where to either go back to the mall and be humiliated publically until I could ride back with my brother, or I could walk home.

Walking home it was. Yes, it probably wouldn't appear to have been such a good idea when, tomorrow, I would be in bed sick, but I would do anything right now to just avoid Edward.

Edward. His name caused more tears to run down my face, but the hard rain hided them, and for that I was great full. I still couldn't believe what he'd done, and why he had done it. Maybe he didn't feel as strongly about me, as I did to him. Maybe he got tired of me.

After all, the tall, gorgeous blond was everything I wasn't. Pretty, blond, now he had someone that truly deserved him.

As it started raining harder, hailing even, I let out a sob. Why did the weather always get worse when you're feeling at your lowest? I remembered asking my grandmother that, hopping she would have the answer. The only answer she could give me was that, when you were happy everything appeared to be perfect. Nothing could ruin that bliss as everything continued to be, but when something happens that ends that bliss, then you start noticing the imperfections of the world around you.

Now I knew what she meant. Though now was not a good time to think about the weather or to contemplate all the wise words my grandmother had given me before she passed away. Sure, at the moment it seemed more pain free to think about that, instead of finding out a solution for the problem I had, but I had to think.

The problem was just how close he was to my family and siblings. He was Emmett's friend, and he was a great friend to Alice as well. Also, his family played a big part in my family's life as well. Our parents were both friends, and my brother and sister were dating his sister and brother. I needed to avoid him, but it wouldn't be easy. Avoiding him will cost me my family and friends. That would be just another thing that he took away from me.

I trusted him, I truly did but now that didn't matter. He knew all what Jacob did to me, even the abuse part after I finally told him about two nights ago. He made a pact to not bring it up again, but could I really trust him after this? He had known just how broken I was, but that didn't seen to be an important factor when he was cheating on me.

As I was walking in the rain, I remembered the kiss we had shared. Further prove that my grandmother was correct. When we had kissed, even though it was raining, it didn't seem like it could be a problem. Who cared if I was sick the next morning, or if I would get in trouble for it?

I was walking on a lonely road; there wasn't anything besides trees and more trees. It was then, when I got a message. At first I didn't think about as I took my phone of and looked at the caller ID, but when I spotted the name, I froze all together.

Jacob.

No, this couldn't be happening. Jacob was part of my past, a part that I swore to myself to never think about again. But as his name flashed over and over again, alerting me I had a text message, I flipped it open. My plan was to erase it, not wanting to see what he had written, but a certain name caught my eye.

Wouldn't you agree Edward's acting skills are the best?

I read it over and over again, but I couldn't find the meaning of his words. How did he know Edward? And how did he know what happened? Before I could confuse myself even further, trying to find the answer to this puzzle, my phone ringed again, but now it was a call.

I flipped it open without thinking.

''Hello?'' I asked. It didn't surprise me just how broken I sounded, and a sob broke through me.

''Bella,'' Jacob's voice broke through me and I felt anger start to rise up.

''What do you want, Jacob?''

I heard a deep sigh. ''I have to hand it to you Isabella, you're the most gullible person I've ever met,'' he said with a laugh.

''What do you mean?'' I asked as more tears trailed down my face.

''Did you really think Edward will fall for someone like you?'' he asked, ignoring my question.

I didn't answer. ''Apparently we couldn't fool you any longer.''

''What do you mean?'' I asked again.

''Don't you see Bella? Edward never loved you, or felt anything for you. He was just part of my plan to get back at you.''

I dropped my phone, and fell to my knees. This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't.

Was it really all just an act?

A/N: Just trust Edward! Or does he deserve it?

I have to say some things. First of all, the next chapter will be posted next week, or if I can sunday. Second, the reason for that is because I'm turning 14 this saturday and I have sooooo much stuff to do! Thrid, please review!