A/N: What is this? A chapter on time? Ya'll should be pretty fucking proud of me, guys.

Anyway, thanks to all who reviewed/favorited/followed! All mistakes are mine. I hope ya'll like this chapter! Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Note the date at the beginning of the chapter. Sorry this one is so short! Regardless, I hope you enjoy it.

"And don't tell me you're sorry 'cause you're not. Baby, when I know you're only sorry you got caught." – Rihanna

Chapter 36

EPOV

August 2011

"Oh she's cute, Edward. Oh, what about her?" Kate asks excitedly.

Today is the first day of school at UDUB and Kate has made it her personal mission to find me a girlfriend right at the start.

"I'm not looking for a girlfriend right now Kate, we've been over this." And we have, about a million times. Kate seems to think that I've spent more than enough time sulking and now it's time for me to get over everything that happened back in high school. Well, that's easier said than done.

"I know we have, but it's still nice to keep your options open."

I roll my eyes and drag my stuff into my dorm room. Because I'm playing football here, I got a dorm room to myself, much to Kate's jealousy. She's already claimed that she's spending every waking moment she can in my dorm so she doesn't have to deal with her roommates.

I set all of my stuff down in my room and walk right back out the door.

"Where the hell do you think you're going, Edward? You have to unpack! Then you have to help me unpack!"

I chuckle and grin at Kate. "No can do, Kate. I have practice in exactly," I glance at my watch, "twenty – two minutes. I've got to go meet the team in the locker room. Have fun unpacking all of mine and your shit!" And with that, I run out the door before Kate can assault me for ditching her with all of our stuff.

When I walk into the locker room, the first thing I notice is how nice it is. The locker room back at Forks High was okay, but this one is absolutely amazing. It's enormous, for one. There's got to be over one hundred lockers throughout the room – enough for everyone on the team to have their own. There's several dozen full size showers in the back. There are mini fridges and microwaves everywhere. There are speakers everywhere. It's all a little overwhelming, honestly.

I walk up to the locker that has my name on it and begin to get changed. I still have a little time before I have to be on the field, so I take my time getting ready.

When I finish lacing up my shoes, I hear the rowdy laughter, of what could only be one specific person, come in the doors.

Emmett.

I whip my head around when I hear him come up behind me.

"Edward Cullen. It's been a long time." The frown on Emmett's face takes me by surprise. I can't remember the last time I saw him be pissed at something.

"Too long, Emmett," I say half-heartedly.

I don't even have time to blink before I'm on the ground.

Emmett punched me. He fucking punched me.

Immediately, I got up, ready to fight back.

"What the fuck was that for?" I yell angrily.

"Seriously? You have to ask that?"

"Yeah, I do. You punched me for no fucking reason!"

"No reason? That's rich."

"Then why the hell did you do it? Please enlighten me."

Emmett's expression gets even angrier. I didn't even realize that he could get this mad. "You seriously have the fucking balls to not even feel any remorse for everything that you said?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I yell, completely exasperated. I honestly have no idea as to what he's going on about.

"You're fucking ridiculous." He rolls his eyes and continues. "The last time I was in Forks? My party? Any of this ringing a bell in that nonexistent head of yours?"

I shake my head. What the fuck? I don't remember hardly anything from that night and the parts that I do remember, I wish I could forget.

"You were pissed as hell at Bella for keeping secrets? You found out that I knew them and didn't tell you. You were so livid that you tried to fucking fight me before Jacob stepped in. Well, I'm here now, let's fucking fight." And with that, Emmett takes another swing at me, but this time I was expecting it. I swiftly moved to the side and grabbed his arm and twisted backwards.

"I have no idea what the hell you are talking about, Em. That night… I can't tell you how much I wish I could take back that night. So many mistakes were made… apparently some that I don't remember too. Em, you have to understand."

"That's exactly what I told you. You need to understand where Bella was coming from with all her secrets, but did you listen to me? No, so fuck that." The mention of Bella makes me flinch and he notices.

Emmett tackles me to the ground and starts punching me. On instinct, I hit him back and try to shove him off of me. If I thought Emmett was big in high school, well, that's nothing compared to how he is now. It takes everything in me to get a decent hit in.

Several punches, a bloodied lip, and some fresh new bruises later, some of the guys who had just come into the locker room try to break us up.

"Get off the freshman, Em. Coach is going to kill you if he comes in here and finds you on top of him like this. You know Coach has some kind of infatuation with this QB." One of the guys, Sam I think, says.

Eventually, they are able to push him off of me. We both get up and dust ourselves off. "Don't fucking cross me, Cullen. Bella was a great girl and you went and fucked her up more than she already was."

"Emmett, look I –"

"Fucking save it," he interrupts. "I'm done with you." He turns around and leaves the locker room, the rest of the team following him out.

A couple guys laughed as they went out saying. "Way to make a great first impression, dude."

"Fuck I've never seen Emmet so mad! That Cullen guy must really be a dick."

I was ready to punch the locker in frustration. I sigh heavily and start to make my way out the door.

I got to the field and was completely ignored until one guy turned back to look at me, pity filling his eyes. "It'll get easier, dude."

I huff in irritation and nodd my head. As soon as I step out onto the field for the first part of practice, I let all my frustrations out. Everything that just happened in the locker room is fueling me right now.

The entire practice, all I can think about was how pissed I was at Emmett for not giving me the chance to explain everything. In return, my game was amazing. I dodged every block. I threw the ball harder and farther than ever before. I had three 75 rushing touchdown runs. I was fucking on my game today.

After practice, when everyone was in the locker room showering, a couple of the guys came up to me and said, "You may be an asshole, but damn Cullen, you can fucking play."

I roll my eyes, but thank them anyways.

I didn't play football to make friends. I came for my parents. I don't care to bond with the team or even see them outside of practice and games. I don't care about them.

I don't care about anything.

Not anymore.

September 2011

"I'm sick and tired of you moping around here all day, Edward. You need to start living."

I raise an eyebrow at Kate. "And how do you propose I do that?"

"We're going out tonight. Theta Chi is having a party tonight, and I just happened to get us invited," Kate smirked gleefully.

"What the hell makes you think that I want to go to a frat party?"

"Because I want to go out and you're my best friend, so that automatically makes you want to go out too." Kate gives me her best puppy dog face.

"That is not true. I have no intention of going out. My partying days are over. You know that," I say with conviction.

"Please, Edward! Go with me. I don't want to go alone and you don't need to stay in your room for the next four years. Come on! Let's go!"

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Please! I promise I won't let you drink and that we'll be back to the dorms at a reasonable hour. Please, Edward. For me?"

I roll my eyes, but I could feel my resolve weakening. "If I say yes, will you shut up already?"

"Yes! Yes! A million times yes! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank –"

"Kate!" I yell.

"What?"

"You're supposed to be shutting up, remember?"

"Oh, right. Sorry."

I try not to grimace as Kate jumps on top of me and hugs me.

"I'm going to go get ready! Theta Chi awaits!"

I groan in displeasure when I realize that she is right. I look down at my basketball shorts and sweaty cut off and realize that I can't wear this to a frat party. I grab a quick shower and change into a pair of khaki shorts and a blue button up. Not much, but still a bit dressier than my nasty practice clothes.

An hour later, Kate and I are walking into the doors of the Theta Chi house. Immediately, Kate heads straight for the beer, while I head straight for the couch.

I don't want to be here. The only reason I came was to appease Kate and now that I'm here, I'm just going to ignore everyone.

I sit on the couch, for who knows how long, before some girl comes and sits on my lap, two cups of beer in her hands.

Not wanting to be rude, but also being uncomfortable with the situation, I slowly start to scoot her off of me. "Uh, can I help you?"

She smiles and giggles. "No, but I think I can help you," she slurs out.

Fuck. This girl is drunk off her ass. I can smell the alcohol on her breath. It's absolutely disgusting.

"Yeah, I don't think you can." Her fingers start to run up and down my chest before trying to undo the buttons on my shirt.

"Hmm, I can show you all that I can help you with." She starts trailing wet kisses up my neck, but before she could reach my lips, I push her off forcefully.

"I said get off!" I stand up abruptly which makes the drink in her hand spill all over her dress.

She screeches and yells at me. "What the hell? I didn't know the quarterback for the football team would be such a fucking prude!"

I roll my eyes and start heading for the door. I knew going to a party tonight was a bad idea. Alcohol and I just do not mix well, whether I'm the one drinking it or not. I promised myself that I wouldn't put myself in the position with alcohol when I got to school, and yet, here I am.

When I get to the door, I feel a hand grab my elbow. "What the hell is wrong with you, Edward?"

Without looking back at her, I say, "I'm going back to my room, Kate. I came to this stupid party just like you asked, and now I'm leaving."

"You know that's not what I meant! What the hell did you do to Jackie?"

So, that's the mysterious slut's name.

"I didn't do anything to her, Kate. She came on to me and I'm not interested," I stop for a second and think. "How did you know I was with a girl?" I accuse.

Kate's eyes drop to the ground.

"You tried to set me up," I say knowingly.

"Look, she's a sweet girl and I know –"

"What is it that you think you fucking know?" I can't help the venom in my voice. Kate picks up on it too because she immediately takes a step back before responding.

I turn around anc chance a look at Kate's face and instantly regret it. She's absolutely livid, completely drunk, but livid all the same. Seems like I hit a nerve.

"You want to know what I know, Edward? I know that you're a coward. You are too scared to move the fuck on from Bella. You think that just because it didn't work out with one girl, then it's not going to work out with any other one. You think that one broken heart is going to define you for the rest of your life. You think drinking is going to always lead to something bad happening. Well, guess what, it doesn't. You're just too much of a coward to put yourself out there again. You're too much of a coward to try and move on. Jackie is a really great girl, Edward, and now you've ruined something that could've been great."

I sigh in frustration. "You have no idea what you are talking about, Kate, and if I were you, I would stop before you piss me off even more."

"You need to move on, Edward."

"I can't!" I huff angrily and start the walk back to the dorms.

I hear an angry Kate yell, "Whatever, asshole!" from somewhere behind me.

When I get back to my dorm, I take a long scolding hot shower to kill my nerves. Sometimes Kate really knows how to push my buttons. I've told her a million times that I can't move on from Bella and I thought she understood that.

I scoff at myself. I guess I thought wrong.

The next morning, I wake up early and get dressed in some clean basketball shorts and a Forks High School football hoodie. I lace up my tennis shoes and head out the door. I'm still furious about what happened at the party last night.

When I would get angry like this in therapy, Dr. Carmen would suggest that I need an outlet to let everything out, so I'm going running to clear my head.

I jog around campus for about an hour. To my relief, I feel better as I'm running. It helps me clear my head. It gives me the chance to go over in my head what happened last night.

I turn the corner to head back to my dorm when I feel something jump on me from behind, completely knocking me to the ground and attacking my face.

A/N: Thoughts? What do you think just happened to Edward? What do you think is going to happen with him and Kate? What about Edward's fight with Emmett? Let me know what you think with a review! Next up, BPOV! See you guys next time.