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Remember, this is in Bella's POV. As it will be until I say otherwise. ~AM

D/C: I do not own Twilight, nor any of the characters affiliate in the book and/or movie. Side note: I wish I owned Edward. Strapped to my bed. With sex hair. SIGH.

My mind was blank. Completely void of all thoughts and emotions. I remember Jasper dropping me off at my house, and I remembered telling him to let Alice know I wouldn't be at work that day. Sitting in my room only hours after I left the Cullen residence, I felt empty.

"We'll see you tomorrow," Jasper had said to me when he hugged me goodbye. Did that mean they wouldn't single me out? Would I still have my friends with me even when Edward had cast me aside?

Edward.

I lay down on my bed, sighing when I noticed the light outside had slowly faded to dark. When I looked past the familiar tree outside my window I saw that the moon was just a small sliver in the inked sky. God's thumbnail. My cell phone was sitting on my desk, vibrating every five minutes it seemed. Only when I heard the ringtone designated for Charlie, did I leave my safe haven and answer.

Charlie would be at the station late, helping Jacob train a new deputy they had hired. I didn't wonder much about that, only touching the subject with a stray thought. Where were they able to find a fresh recruit in such a small town?

Sleep was no where in sight, and I wanted badly to slip into the darkness. I lay in confusion. Fear, sadness and regret for the words that I was not able to shout at Edward before he closed the door between us. Why had he pushed me away? If he had just stopped for a split second, he would have heard the words that had been chanting in my mind: It's okay. I'm okay with this.

But he wouldn't hear it. It made me wonder if the man would be alone forever, the way he was pushing people away. Hell, he was the fifth wheel before I strolled into the picture. There was a reason for all of that!

My alarm clock glared its ugly neon numbers at me, telling me that it was after ten and I needed to get ready for bed.

I wasn't tired though. Far from it.

Buzz Buzz

I sighed as my phone signaled to me that I had another text message. Rolling off of my bed, I let my still covered shoes hit the floor. I hadn't realized that I was still wearing my shoes, and I wondered if it weren't for my cell phone if I would have slept in them. I made my way to my desk and picked my phone up, glancing at the screen.

Seven missed calls.

Eighteen text messages.

What the hell? I unlocked the phone and scrolled through my missed calls. Alice, Alice, Rose, Work, Alice, Jasper, Jasper. Well, at least they loved me. Text messages... and that's when I stopped.

The very first text message I had was from Alice.

'I'm sorry about what Ed said to you. I will talk to him. Luv, Al'

Did I want her to talk to him? Or was this one of those things that needed to be left alone? Text after text rolled through my phone along the same lines. Most of them from Alice, but one from Emmett and several from Rose and Jasper.

None from Edward. None from the man who tore my heart out in that driveway and threw it down to be demolished by that sledgehammer. I was able to skip out on one day of work, but come Saturday, what would I do? I couldn't avoid him forever? Would we ever get the chance to sit down and talk about what had happened, or were Edward's words the final ones?

This was insane.

And then something else hit me. Kaiden.

"Shit!" I scrolled through my phone and found Alice's cell number, pressing 'Send' immediately. It only rang once, and I was met with the eager 'hello' of my friend.

"Bella! Are you okay? We've all been trying to get a hold of you. I was about to get in the car and drive down there myself!" I smiled, but refused to talk to her about whether I was okay or not.

"Alice, it just occurred to me! What about Kaiden? He saw everything today, including Edward." Alice sighed on the other end, and I could hear her footsteps before a door closed.

"Everything is going to be fine," Alice said with determination. I was baffled, wondering how in the world she assumed that everything would be fine.

"What do you mean? Everything is not fine!" Alice sighed again and I could imagine her shaking her tiny head at the phone.

"Bella, don't worry about it. We discussed it after you… left. If your friend says anything to anyone about what happened, then we will deal with it. But we really don't think that he'll go to anyone about it. And if he does, there is no proof." I was speechless. They seemed to have all the bases covered. And she was right, very right. There was absolutely no proof to what had happened today. None except for the bruise that had begun to form along my chest from the seatbelt. But no one needed to know about that I suppose.

"Edward is done with me, isn't he?" I whispered. It was the main thought in the back of my mind, and I feared for the answer. Alice gasped though, and I could hear her hair move as she shook her head.

"Don't you ever think that!" I was surprised at her words, and physically stepped back into the wall next to my window. It was as if she were standing in front of me, unleashing the full force of her golden eyes. "Don't you worry about Edward. I will talk to him, I will make him realize that he has made a huge mistake."

"Alice, I don't want you to fight with your brother."

"No, Bella, fighting is what you want. You want us to fight for you, and every single one of us have already smacked Edward upside the head at what he has done. Including Emmett." I had the mental image of Emmett walking up to Edward and sending a harsh blow against his mop of hair. It was slightly amusing, and I wondered if any of our friends had managed to penetrate his rough exterior. What was Edward really thinking? Is what he said to me really what he was thinking? Or did he plan on having this charade last?

"I'm sorry that I hurt Edward," I whispered into the phone. Alice let out a harsh laugh and clicked her tongue.

"No, Bella, I need you to understand something. Edward will realize what he did wrong, even if it means that we have to hammer the realization into his dense skull. We're just showing him what he already knows. You didn't hurt him."

I talked to Alice for a few more minutes before hanging up. I don't know how she did it, but as I stood against the wall in silence, I had an all new hope for what would happen.

I just had to trust Alice.

I finally crawled into bed after one, forcing myself to get at least a few hours of sleep before the sun betrayed my inner turmoil, and forced me to face the day.

Edward did not come to school on Friday. Sick, that was the excuse that Alice had given both the school and me. Did I believe her? Not for one damn second. Although I had braced myself for an interaction of some sort for that day, I was somewhat relieved that I would not have to speak to him again until our shared shift at work on Saturday. I was relieved that I could walk through the halls at school and not fear that I may run into him at any moment. Relieved that I could eat my lunch in peace and not worry that I would have to eat somewhere else because everyone would chose to eat with Edward and not me.

For now, I would remain in my safe zone.

After school I headed straight home, declining Alice's invitation to come back to her house and study for the History test on Monday. I didn't want to be around the others just yet, dodging the conversation that they would most likely instigate. I needed to think about it all in silence, the confines of my bedroom begging me to unleash my fury on the walls.

I pulled into my driveway, sad to see that Charlie was not there. Usually I reveled in the fact that he was gone, but for some reason I wanted the company. Charlie would probably notice that something was bothering me, maybe ask me if I was okay, and then just stay close. I loved him for that, for his ability to keep his distance and recognize when to stop pressing for information. In most cases that is.

I threw my bag on the floor next to the front door and stood in the kitchen for a second before heading towards the phone mounted on the wall.

"Forks Police Department, Roberta speaking."

"Hey Roberta, this is Bella. Is my dad there?" I heard the smile on the woman's face before she opened her mouth.

"Isabella! Yes, he's here. Hold on one second." The line clicked and I listened to the obnoxious hold music for all of five seconds before my dad picked up.

"Bella, everything okay?" I sighed, trying to understand that he was paranoid like that because he was a cop.

"Hey Charlie, yes everything is fine. I just wanted to call and see what time you were going to be home. I wanted to make you dinner."

"What did you do wrong?" My mouth dropped open in shock.

"What the hell! Why do I have to do something wrong to be nice?" Is that really what my parents thought of me? That I was incapable of caring for someone? But Charlie sighed and I could hear the regret of his words laced in his voice.

"I'm sorry Bells. I didn't mean anything by it. I'm sorry." I pressed my teeth into my lip, forcing myself not to make the situation worse.

"It's okay," I whispered.

"Dinner sounds great Bella," Charlie said. He sounded excited over the prospect of having a home cooked meal. "What were you thinking?" I thought for a second, knowing very well that there wasn't much of anything in the refrigerator to make into a meal.

"I'll run to the store, pick up a few things. How about steak and chicken fajitas?" If Charlie's drool could talk, it would have told me it loved me.

"That sounds great Bells." I hung up soon after, grabbing some money from the jar on the counter that Charlie put grocery money in. Maybe shopping would get my mind out of its funk and give me some sort of purpose.

The ride didn't take too long, and soon I found myself standing in front of the only grocery store in the town. Walking through the sliding glass doors, I cursed the person who controlled the thermostat. It had to be below forty outside, and they seemed destined for every person in this town to catch pneumonia. I clutched my jacket tighter and started to push a shopping cart through the isles. It didn't take too long for me to find the steak and chicken strips, along with vegetables for me to cut up for the skillet.

"Bella?" Of course. I ignored the voice that was coming from behind me, hoping that Jacob would catch the hint to leave me alone. I stood straight, looking at the shelves of Goya spices and listened as Jacob's heavy boots stepped closer to me.

"Bella," he said again. I turned and feigned surprise to see him.

"Jacob! Hey, what's up?" I winced at the fake enthusiasm in my voice. Maybe he didn't notice?

"Nothin' much, just grabbing dinner. Pulled an all-nighter training the new guy. What about yourself?" I paused, looking up to Jacob's warm brown eyes. But my breath caught in my throat when I saw something else altogether.

"Say what you want to say Jacob," I whispered. The look in Jacob's eyes reminded me of when I came home after a night out with my friends in Phoenix. My mother would be sitting in the living room at two in the morning, waiting for me to stumble through the front door. It was my own personal walk of shame, having to see my mother's disappointment as she realized I had been out drinking and racing with my friends. She would never tell me what she knew, she would let me lie and think that I had gotten away with it. But the look in her eyes told me better. The look she had told me that she knew a secret; she knew what I was hiding.

Jacob was looking at me in the exact same way.

What did he think he knew?

"Jacob, spit it out!" He looked away from me, suddenly intent on the can of Goya Coconut Milk. He shifted his hand basket from his right hand to his left hand, running his free hand through his black hair.

"Bella, I don't want to get into this right now." I scoffed at him, wanting badly to smack him. Where did all of this anger come from?

"Too bad Jake, if you didn't want to get into it in the middle of the store then you shouldn't have said hi to me." Jacob looked at me from the corner of his eye, still having his head turned towards the shelves.

"Jacob!" I pressed. An old woman in a motorized cart passed us, mumbling something about 'disrespecting the public with our antics'.

"God, Bella." I could see the resistance waver until he finally sighed. "A friend of yours came to the station looking for me yesterday." A friend? Who…

"Kaiden something or other." Kaiden? Kaiden? Kaiden!? Oh my God, he went to the police, oh my God, Edward. I could see Jacob watch me, waiting for a reaction. I swallowed the scream that was building in my throat and shifted my weight to my right foot. Be calm, I told myself, be calm.

"What was Kaiden doing here? He didn't even call me to say 'hi'." Good Bella, lie to him.

"That's not what he told me." Gulp.

"What do you mean?" I asked. Jacob looked around, clearly pleased to find that no one was listening.

"He said that he saw you and the others racing yesterday. He said he saw… he saw you get in a car accident." My mouth fell open, but not in shock to what Jacob said. It was due to the fact that Kaiden had even gone to the police. What was he thinking?!

"Well, clearly I wasn't in a car accident." I motioned down to my body, showing him that I looked fine. "And you can look at my car, there isn't a scratch on it." Jacob sighed and shook his head.

"He said it was Edward's car, the silver one." Shit. "I don't know what to think Bella. You should have seen him. Kaiden came into the station and started ranting and raving to me that the car stopped mid-air and that Edward had something to do with it. He said that they pulled you out of the car when it was crumpled and still ten feet in the air." Six feet, I corrected silently.

"Okay, first off, how the hell did he know to come see you about anything?" Jacob blushed and rolled his eyes.

"He called the station the other night asking for Charlie." I gasped and slammed my hand down on the metal side of the shopping cart.

"What the hell! Why didn't you say anything to me?"

"Bella!" Jacob set his hand on my arm, and I felt an intense heat sink through my sleeve. "Calm down!" I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm and silent as Jacob continued.

"He called the station looking for your dad so that he could warn him of Cullen. Said that you two were looking nice and cozy after your night out. He told me to pass the information along to the Chief and tell him to watch out for you two." What. The. Fuck. I was seeing red, and I didn't know if I should lose control this close to Jacob.

"But I haven't said anything to your dad." His statement was like cold water on the fire that was being lit. He didn't say anything?

"Thank you?" My gratefulness came out like a question, and I wasn't sure what to say next.

"Bella, I need to know why your friend came into the station talking like he did yesterday." I forced my face to remain straight, and I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Jacob, I don't know what is going on with Kaiden. But I do know that he is furious that I dumped him when I left Arizona and he's mad that I won't try the long distance relationship. What bothers him even further is that I'm with Edward." Was with Edward. Was. Was.

"Bella, he was talking about the car suspended in the air!" I shook my head and ran my hand along my face.

"Jacob, that's insane." I was proud of myself, the way I was handling the confrontation. No one had prepared me for this, for what I should say if someone were to find out and say something to me. "If you don't believe me you can look at Edward's car. Now. Because if I were in an accident in his car, don't you think there would be some scratches on it?" Jacob eyed me for a second, nodding slightly.

"I think I'll be doing that." I glared at Jacob for a second before taking a step back.

"If you hear from Kaiden again, for any reason," I started, "I want to know. You need to call me right away." I didn't know what it would do, knowing if Kaiden were consistently coming after me. But I did know that I needed to talk to Alice and have some sort of game plan.

I left the grocery store minutes later with my dinner purchases, practically doubling the speed limit on the way home. My mind was jumbled with thoughts of jail, of Edward in an institution, of the police becoming involved. How did the Cullen's manage to keep Edward out of the spot light for so long?

Yeah, until I got here, I realized. It was my fault.

'No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned, but she's comin' back to my place tonight.'

I sighed when I heard my phone go off, signaling to me that Alice was calling. I still didn't understand why she chose that song as her ringtone, but I didn't argue with the woman.

"Alice!" My voice was strained, I knew. I had to press the phone between my shoulder and my head as I shifted impatiently through the streets to the house.

"Bella, what's wrong?" I pulled into the driveway in record time, pleased to see that the cruiser was not there.

"I ran into Jacob Black at the grocery store, you know the cop that was outside work?" Alice grunted to know she knew who I was talking about. I grabbed the bags from the trunk of my car and made my way into the kitchen.

"Alice, Kaiden went to the police station yesterday when he got back to Forks! He was looking for my father, but I guess settled for Jacob. He told him everything that happened yesterday!" A curse word, not meant to be heard from a person as small and dainty as Alice, flew from her mouth.

"Alice! What the hell are we going to do?" The bags of groceries had been thrown on the counter, and I didn't even move to put the milk in the refrigerator.

"Did the police believe him?" I shook my head, grateful for the answer I had for her.

"No, only Jacob heard what he had to say. And when Jacob asked if I had been in an accident, I told him no. The only reason any of this is going to pan out like we want is because Edward fixed his car." The image of Edward going at the hood of his car with a sledgehammer caused me to wince. The look of anger on his face had surprised me almost as much as the fact that he was able to remove the dents in a matter of seconds.

"So if Jacob follows up on it, we'll be fine?" Alice asked. I thought for a second, nodding my head.

"Yeah, I think everything will be fine. Just tell Edward to watch out."

"Thanks Bella, I'll talk to you later." I threw my phone on the counter beside the discarded groceries and let out a small scream. I was so frustrated, so beyond confused at the entire situation. I was trying to save the life of a guy who no longer wanted me. How the hell did I get wrapped up in this?

I fell for a guy. That was all.

Pulling myself from my funk, I started to prepare dinner. If anything bad about my interaction came back to Charlie, including the ridiculous 'theory' that Edward could be… unnatural, I needed to suck up as much as possible.

It was close to six when Charlie walked through the door, hanging his gun holster on the coat rack next to his Police Department blazer.

"Wow, that smells great Bella!" I smiled as I stirred the last of the steak and peppers in the skillet, motioning for Charlie to have a seat at the table.

"Thanks Dad, thought you might be getting tired of the pizza and fish." Charlie nodded, the inevitable drool starting to leak from the corner of his mouth as he eyed the pile of food I piled on his plate.

We ate in silence, and I was suddenly thrilled for the fact that Charlie was a quiet man. It didn't take long before he finished an entire place.

"So Bella, how is your relationship with Edward?" I stopped chewing, watching as Charlie tipped the skillet towards his place to finish off the remaining of the steak goodness. I hadn't thought about what I should tell him, when just the day before I was telling him that he was meeting my boyfriend. What do I do, now that Edward and I are no longer together?

"Edward and I are doing fine dad." Charlie nodded, picking at his second helping with his fork.

"I just want you to be careful Bella. There has always been talk that the group of friends you hang out with don't act normal. I understand though, from your point of view, that they're good kids. Hell, great job, perfect GPA. Even Edward seemed nice." I couldn't swallow the mouth full of food that lay on top of my tongue. I could feel the burn of tears as they started to flood my eyes, and hearing my father admit that he was wrong was just the icing on a cake that I couldn't eat.

"You're doing good kid." Charlie didn't say anything else after that, and I concentrated on forcing the food down my throat. My phone started to ring, shouting Alice's ringtone across the kitchen.

"Bella, is that music really appropriate?" I rolled my eyes at Charlie and stood to grab the phone before he could hear the line about shaking her ass and grinding to the beat.

"Yes," I answered. Charlie might be an easy going guy, but talking on my cell phone at the dinner table was definitely a frowned upon act.

"Bella, Jacob is here talking to Edward."

"Fuck!" I clapped my hand over my mouth and turned to see the look on Charlie's face.

"Sorry dad! I didn't mean it!" I turned back to my phone. "What's going on?"

"I don't know, but I think Edward's getting mad." I imagined Edward standing up to Jacob, the height difference very evident even in my imagination.

"Shit," I mumbled. "Okay, I'm going to head your way in just a little bit." Alice agreed, and I turned to Charlie. The look on his face meant that he heard both sides of the conversation. So much for keeping everything from Charlie.

"I have to go over Alice's for a little while. Apparently Jacob was told that I was involved in a car accident in Edward's car." Charlie's eyes widened, but I held my hand up in defense.

"It's a lie, obviously." Charlie didn't relax his posture. "As you can see, I'm fine. And Edward's car is void of scratches and dents. I just need to get over there and clear the air. Edward and Jacob don't seem to get along very well." I waited until Charlie seemed to calm down a little before I started cleaning the dishes. Charlie finished with his plate and immediately started towards the living room to watch a football game. I was starting to get nervous, not sure as to what was going on at the Cullen house. But when I was done with the aftermath of dinner, I grabbed my purse and keys, saying a quick bye to Charlie. He barely lifted a hand to wave at me.

In quick calculation, I noted that Charlie was at home. And if Jacob was at the Cullen house, that only left three deputies to catch me speeding. The newbie was most likely at the station, and I knew that one of the officers always had the night off. So that left one more. Who would probably be near La Push on a Friday night.

Which left no one to pull me over for speeding.

I pulled out of the driveway and waited until I was around the corner to step on the gas. I had the windows down, hoping to wake me up and clear my nerves. At my speed, it only took four minutes to pull into their driveway, and I saw that Jacob was folding himself into his police cruiser. He nodded to me as I emerged from my car, and I looked towards the house. Alice had herself pressed against the window, looking at me in shock. Edward was standing in the doorway, looking as if someone had smacked him across the face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he spit out. I stopped, my foot still in the air as I went to take a step forward. I was shocked, to say the least. I knew that he had 'sent' me away the night before, but I didn't expect him to actually hate me. I glanced towards the window and saw that Alice was no longer staring out, and I wondered if she too had abandoned me.

"Um, Alice called and told me that Jacob was here questioning you…" I couldn't finish a thought before Edward had turned around and slammed his way into the house. He didn't close the door behind him, so I took that as a notion that I could walk into the house after him.

"Alice!" I heard Edward scream as I closed the door behind me. I looked around and saw that Edward had disappeared into the kitchen. No one else was around though, and I hoped that his parents weren't home. I still didn't know how to act around them, and having broken up from their son, I didn't think they would accept me as well as they did before.

"Alice!" Edward screamed again. I heard a squeak come from the kitchen and ran around the corner. Alice was sitting on the counter, her golden eyes wide as saucers. She didn't look scared, just shocked. Edward was towering over her, even though she had the advantage of the kitchen counter under her. The look on Edward's face was pure fury. If it hadn't been for Alice's lack of fear, I would have run out the door and away from him.

"Edward, you need to calm down," Alice said, placing a hand on his shoulder. I stood in the archway of the kitchen, half hidden behind the wall. They both knew I was there, but that didn't stop me from being nervous.

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down!" Edward yelled, throwing Alice's hand off his shoulder. "I can't believe you invited her here!" I stood up straight, my eyebrows immediately scrunching to the center of my forehead. What the hell?

"I didn't invite her here! I called her because she knows Jacob, and regardless of what you want, she is a part of this!" Edward took a step back and turned to me suddenly.

"So you fucking went to Jacob?" I felt my face flood with heat, and I shook my head.

"No! I didn't fucking say anything!" Edward just shook his head, not believing a word that I said. "Kaiden went to the police after he saw us, and told Jacob everything that he saw. I ran into Jacob in the grocery store, and he asked me about it."

"Great, just great." I moved from my hiding place behind the wall and stepped forward.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled at him. Alice smiled at my boldness, and Edward glared. "Jacob came to me, not to anyone else, so that much I appreciate. He told me what Kaiden said, and I denied it all. Kaiden told him that I was in a car accident and that your car was totaled. I told him I was fine and that your car was in impeccable shape, so Kaiden must be lying!" I took two steps forward and into the low light of the fluorescent glow. Reaching up, I pulled down my sweater and showed them the dark bruise that sprawled its way across my chest. It had grown so much darker since the day before, and I had been scared all day thinking that if it got any worse I would have to go to the doctor.

"Oh my God! Bella!" Alice had jumped off the counter and took a step forward, her eyes never wavering from the bruise on my chest.

"I came here on my own, Edward. I didn't need your fucking permission!" I had tears in my eyes, and I watched as Edward tried to stare me down. Every ounce of anger I had was now simmering on the surface, and I was glad that Alice was here, or I may as well have jumped across the kitchen and punched him.

"I don't need this shit," Edward said. He turned on his heel and headed towards the stairs. Alice and I watched him with our mouths open, and as I heard his shoes hit the second floor I snapped.

"Fuck that!" I moved away from Alice and took off for the stairs. I knew the small girl was smiling, I could hear her laughter float behind me. But I didn't care. I stormed up the stairs, heading directly for the third floor. I had never been in Edward's room before, we hadn't made our way up there before, but I knew exactly which room it was. The door was closed, but I didn't care. Reaching for the handle, I turned it and pushed the door back so hard that it hit the drywall on the other side.

Edward was sitting on his bed, his head in his hands. When he heard the crash, he jumped up and glared.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he yelled. I grabbed the door behind me and slammed it shut, not caring how much damage I was doing to the wonderful house.

"Sit the fuck down!" I yelled. Edward stood motionless, so I walked across his room and pushed him down on the bed. "Stay right there!" I began to pace, running my eyes over the tan walls and blue accents. For a teenager, the room was put together very nicely. Esme.

"I have no idea what the hell is going on in your mind right now," I started to say, still pacing in front of him. "But I need you to listen to me, and you listen good. Do you hear me?" I stopped and looked at Edward. I took his stony silence as a 'yes' and continued.

"You are such an ass hole," I said with a laugh. "You have no idea how much I want to punch you across your fucking face. Never in my entire life have I ever come across someone who is so stubborn and ignorant. But then again, I've never come across someone like you." Edward remained quiet, so I stopped pacing and looked down at him. His face was expressionless, staring up at me with empty gold eyes.

"I knew there was something going on with you, since close to the very first day of knowing you. You try to be stealthy, but you slipped up on several occasions. It started with car doors opening before you touched them, and then it was work with the pretesting machines. Say it all you want, tell me that it just depends on the way you hit the table. But I spent so long smacking that damn table to get the machines to move." I saw Edward smirk and I wanted to smack him across his face.

"You stopped your car from hitting us yesterday, when Alice lost control." It was a statement, not a question, so I didn't expect Edward to answer. "But what you did when Kaiden hit me with his car… was amazing." Edward's eyebrows rose.

"Never in my entire life, have I felt grateful towards someone the way that I felt grateful towards you. You exposed yourself to me, to a complete stranger, just to save my life. I don't know how you managed to hold a fucking car in the air like you did, but I am forever indebted to you." I could feel the tears leak from my eyes.

"Bella…" I held up a hand.

"No, Edward. You don't get to talk. You've done enough talking." I took a deep breath and continued.

"You threw me away like I was a piece of garbage," I whispered. "You fucking assumed that I would push you away for what I found out, and you never gave me a chance. You never even gave me a fucking chance! I gave myself to you, and you threw me away!" I was screaming, the tears taking over. Edward looked scared, and I was glad. I knew Alice was nearby listening, it was in her nature to do so, but that didn't stop me from yelling.

"You are such a piece of shit, Edward! How can you let others in on your secret but not me? What makes Rose, Emmett, Jasper… what makes them better than me?" I waited this time for an answer, and I could tell that Edward was stumbling on an answer in his mind. When I didn't get one I let out a scream.

"Fuck you, Edward. Fuck it all." I ran my hand across my face and stormed towards his door. Before I turned the doorknob, I looked back at the motionless man.

"And just so you know, when Jacob came up to me about what happened, I stood up for you. No matter what, I'll stand up for you. Your secret is safe with me." I turned away from him and walked out into the hallway, closing the door behind me with more force than necessary. I saw Alice's figure duck into her room, but I ignored it. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and out the door to my car.

I don't quite remember the drive back to my house, but I do remember Charlie's face when he saw my red eyes. He hugged me and kissed my forehead. No words.

Which is what I needed.

So, what will Edward do now? Will he just let Bella say that to him, and leave her alone? HRMMMM what do you think? (I know what you're thinking, and I think you're right!)

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