No matter what or who it is, heartbreak hurts. Whether your the heartbroken or the heartbreaker. It hurts. There's no way to just let yourself forget, because every time you see yourself smile, somehow you remember the heartache.

There are so many different types of heartache. For the first time in her life Rosalie Hale couldn't believe she wasn't going to get the guy. Emmett was here for Bella. He wouldn't have told Bella about Mike if he didn't care. And it sucked. All she wanted was to just have a chance with him. She was sick of looking through a window trying to stay away from him. Rosalie tried not to think about the future. What if Bella chose him? What would she do? He would be there at all the dinners, birthdays, and holidays. Could she handle what was to come? It seemed silly that she was so caught up with him. But sometimes you can't prepare for how much something is going to really effect you.

For example. Isabella Swan was in a foul mood with absolutely no reason to feel this way. But she was tired. Tired of always being rejected. It's a hard thing to be Rosalie Hale's best friend. No matter where you go, someone knows who she is or they want to know her better, if you catch my drift. Bella realized when they were 14 that Rosie's beauty was going to be hard to deal with.

It was one of their first nights by themselves, Alice, Bella, and Rosie. They had gone bowling at a nearby funhouse. No one, boy or girl, could take their eyes off of Rosalie. And the greatest part was Rosalie didn't even notice, but that was then. When Rosie and Alice went to the bathroom, Bella stayed eating the pizza that was at their table. A boy in his teens smiled at her. Bella had flipped her hair a bit and glanced at him while he approached. Mentally she was a scared wreck but physically she was an sophisticated girl elegantly waiting for the boy to reach her.

He placed his foot on the chair next to her and leaned down, "What's up."

She was a bit surprised, but chills ran down her spine. "Hey." She whispered heavily as she drowned herself in his eyes.

He flipped his hair by looking up. "So."

She stared expectantly as she grinned from ear to ear. "Yeah, I'm Bella."

He was still looking up as he tapped his fingers. "Cool. What's your friend's name?"

"Um, what? Which one?" She was taken a back.

"You know the hot blonde one. How old is she?" He was now shaking his leg, and looking back at the bathroom door.

She was pissed, a little sad. "I don't think I should tell you, but when she comes back she can answer you."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll do that." And he left.

He became Rosalie's first boyfriend. Trevor Pail. He was eighteen and a scumbag, and the relationship lasted for 3 weeks. But Bella was always a little jealous, she felt as though he was supposed to be for her.

And as time went on, nothing ever got better. Rosie still got all the boys. Even in a show for Bella, Rosalie was getting the boys as well. Sometimes you have to get a little bummed about certain things. And Bella's time was now.


Seth was never noticed. He was the good funny guy that girls could depend on. He never really took any big chances, and was never the badass that most girls' desired. His heartache came from knowing Bella was never going to pick him. He just wanted a girl who would look at him the way she looked at most of the other guys. He wanted to be their sexy desire, but he knew one way to a women's heart. A very dependable fix that worked on anyone and everyone. In his hand he carried a tray that held a coffee pot with two bright red mugs, a vase of flowers, and a wonderful plate of chocolate chip pancakes.

Bella had a tear-streaked face when she opened the door for goofy Seth. She was a little disappointed in her heart, but she let him anyway. Who turns away a person with chocolate chip pancakes?

"Come in. We can sit and eat on my bed." Seth kissed her top of her head, and walked in as she grabbed a mug and the coffee pot.

"Are you feeling a little better?"

She poured herself a cup of coffee, "No." She chugged the mug.

"God, I'm so sorry Bella."

"I know." She started to the bed and Seth grabbed her.

"Bella, don't be mad at the rest of us." He shrugged his shoulders. At least you know who isn't here for you."

"Yeah I guess." She thought back to what Emmett said.

They sat in silence for a while. For each second Seth thought of something to say. 'I'm really pissed at fucking Mike. What an asshole?'" I love you.' 'Bella, I would never hurt you.'"Can I kiss you?'' Wow, these pancakes are good.''Have you seen The Hangover? Yeah, could never call the chinese man jumping out of the trunk.''Do you want to cry on my shoulder? I would, if I were you.' 'Bella, Bella, Bella.'

"I wish I told you."

"What?" She stared up at him.

"Sweet, that I am really glad I'm here." He smiled a little too quickly.

"What the hell Seth? You knew?"

Silence "Everyone, kind of knew." More silence.

She wanted to hit him. She wanted to just smack him in the face and see him bleed. Anger can rip you to pieces if you let it. So she took a deep breath and responded.

"Well, thanks so much for the pancakes, but I have to get the dates ready."

She hugged him towards the door.

"Okay, do you need me to take the tray?"

"No, that is not necessary. Thanks again." And she shut the door in his face, and went back to bed.


The first card came at noon.

James and Seth,

Prove yourselves.

Bella

The second card came at one.

Laurent, Jacob, and Edward,

It's time to jump.

Bella

The last card came at one-thirty.

Evan,

It's time for some romance.

Bella


Will update later today. :D