Love Will Tear Us Apart

BPOV

So this was it. The moment of truth. I stared down at the phone in my hand, listening to the hum on the line as if it was mocking me. It's like the low murmur was saying "Go on. Call them. You won't."

Edward had gone out to get groceries, letting me be alone to think before calling my parents. Not only did I have to tell my parents that I was getting married, but that it was to a man who they had only met a handful of times not knowing that we had been in a relationship for the past 3 years. All over the phone.

Part of me was grateful that I didn't have to see their faces when I told them. Edward had offered many times to fly us out there, or just me if that was what I wanted, so that I could tell them face to face. I knew that would be too hard.

I looked down at the phone again. I had been just staring at it for a while I wanted to get it over with before Edward got home.

Well here goes nothing

I slowly dial the home number that I know by heart. It rings four times and I pray that it will go to the answering machine.

"Hello?" A high breathless voice says into the phone.

"Hi Mom" I say.

"O hi honey! My goodness I'm sorry honey I practically broke my neck racing in here to get the phone!" she laughs. I choke out a small laugh to try and ease myself into what I had to say.

"How's New York? I'm sure living with Alice is fun. It's so nice that she offered a spare bedroom! Sure did save us some cash you know." She says

"Yea….umm listen is Dad around?"

"Yes he's around here somewhere…" She trails off

"Umm do you think he could get on the other phone? I have something I have to tell you both." I say. I start twirling my foot in nervousness.

"Yea sure honey. Hold on."

I sit there waiting for a few seconds until my nervousness takes over and I start pacing from the couch to the mantle and back again.

Geez how long does it take to get to a freaking phone?

"Bells?" I heard my Dad's voice on the phone.

"Hi Dad." I saw meekly

"Alright I'm on another line too honey." My mom says. "Now what was it that you wanted to tell us?"

They both sounded so unassuming and innocent. Like they thought I was about to tell them that I got into the Honor's Program at school or that I had enough money to get my own place. And I was about to drop a bomb on them.

I took a deep breath. I had thought long and hard about the best way to do this. And I had decided that the best thing to do was to just say it. Then answer their questions. Edward didn't agree with my reasoning, but it's my secret to tell.

"I'm engaged." I winced on the line, waiting to hear what their response would be.

"…in what Bells?" My dad asks.

O great this is starting out well

"It's not in anything Dad." I said silently. "I'm engaged to be married."

Silence. 30 seconds later. Silence. 45 seconds later. Silence.

"I don't understand…" My mom says.

"I'm getting married." I say again slowly.

"Who is the boy?" My dad asks sternly.

"Edward Cullen." I say. "You met him a few times. Remember?"

"Yes." I've never heard his voice this hard before.

"Mom?"

"Yes honey. He's Alice's brother." She says.

More silence…..

I couldn't stand it but I knew that I just needed to give them time.

"Dad?" I ask

"O he's gone sweetie." My mom says.

"Gone?"

"He umm well…."

"No it's okay." I knew if anyone was going to hang up on me it would be him. I'm actually surprised that he lasted as long as he did.

Or just waited long enough to find out Edward's name so he knows that he's killing the right guy.

"So how long has this been going on?" She asked

I proceeded to tell her when we got together and that I had been seeing him when I was in New York for the summer. I decided that I should live my living situation and the gory details of our relationship out of the story for this particular moment.

"I have to be honest." My mom said. "I really think that you are making a mistake. You are so young. And how do even know that this Edward is the right guy for you?"

"Mom you don't even know him." I say defensively.

"Exactly. Your father and I don't know him! I think that you are too young to be married, let alone make the decision to be married. You are too young to be making any serious relationship decisions actually."

"You can't be serious." Could she be more hypocritical?! She and my dad got married without ever having lived together before and because she was pregnant! I am none of the above!

"I am more than serious. Your father and I really cannot support this."

"Well are you guys even going to come to the wedding?" I am beyond livid by this point.

I hear my mom's intake of breath to respond before hearing my dad's voice is background taking to my mom. All I could hear was her asking him if he was sure over and over again.

"As I said, we really cannot support this. Your father says that if you go through with this marriage, he will cut you off."

What?!?!

I feel tears welling up in my eyes. I can't tell if I'm crying from anger or shock. Probably both.

I hear my mom on the line talking with my dad before his voice comes on the phone.

"Call us back when you've made your decision." My dad says and hangs up the phone.

I stared at the carpet and hung up the phone, allowing one small tear to fall down my cheek.

It felt like blackmail. I was being forced to chose. Because I knew that if I chose Edward, I would not only be losing my college tuition and possible retirement fund, but also my parents.

I walk into the kitchen and pull a carton of Ben and Jerry's Peanut Butter Cup ice cream out of the freezer and a spoon from the drawer underneath it.

I tend to eat when I'm upset. Edward used to try to get me to do something else with my emotions, but he eventually gave up on that and just tried to get me to eat healthier stuff when I overeat. That was also a failure.

So here I am sitting on the island in the kitchen, eating ice cream out of the carton with red, teary eyes, when Edward walks in.

"Don't make me put it away." I ask, my voice shaking from trying so hard not to cry.

Edward just shakes his head and places the bags on the counter, before walking over to me. He lightly touches my knees with both hands. I get the message and move so that he can stand between them.

I stare down into the carton, still eating, trying to control my tears before I look up at him. Edward doesn't say anything, just pushes stray hairs behind my ears.

"I'm guessing it didn't go as well as we hoped?" He asked, placing his hands on the sides of my head, pulling it up so that I would look at him.

I shook my head and he wrapped his arms around my body. I pushed my head into the crook of his neck, trying not to start crying again.

"They weren't too happy." I muffled into his shoulder.

I felt him nod slowly. We both knew that a bad reaction from my parents was entirely possible.

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

I sighed and lifted my head from his shoulder. I had made this decision a long time ago. There was no way that I could give Edward up. I couldn't and I wouldn't.

"I am going to get married. And so are you." I stated.

"I am?" He asked smiling, obviously trying to lighten the mood.

"Don't be a smart ass." I laugh, slapping his chest.

So sorry its kinda short but I just could never really get this chapter right and it just ended up better this way. And i'm also sorry that I took so long to update.

ANDDDD i'm also sorry that the next chapter is going to be the last one :(

The next chapter is probably gonna be a long one so hang in there!

Reviews are lovely!

Love Will Tear Us Apart-Broken Social Scene