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Edward Pov

Why did I have to say that? Why is my attitude stuck on asshole when I'm around her? I shake my head.

Alice came up to me and slapped me on the head, telling me to get my act together or Bella was going to quit.

Fuck her. Was my initial thought.

Then I started thinking rationally.

I'm a grown man, and she's a grown woman, and we need to talk as such. When we spoke after her training it was a complete display of how immature we are.

All of that over a cigarette. I thought.

But no, it's so much bigger than the cigarette. She's obviously mad at me about something, but what? I'm not the one that disappeared for eight years. I rest my head in my hands, ontop of my knees.

She had no choice but to leave. The rational part of my brain yelled at me.

I should have tried harder to forget her.

I was doing so well at forgetting her, and if she had stayed away a little longer, I may have forgiven her too. I need a fucking cigarette. I pat my pocket.

Fuck her.

Trying to tell me how bad cigarettes are, like I don't already know. Trying to tell me what I should and shouldn't do to my restaurant. The one that I spent years improving. Yeah, Carlisle may have given me the start up money, but only for a food truck. I worked my ass off for what I have. Now, she's been back what, all of a week, and she has changed so much in my life already. I swear my mom would call me every morning to see how I'm doing, but now she calls to talk about what Bella did, and how I should be nicer to her, going on and on about her. I wish my family would consider my feelings in the matter. Do they really think that what I feel for Bella is just a school age crush?

Fuck that. I want Bella. Not for sex, but for my forever. I want everything with her. But right now, all that I can feel is absolute rage, and until I get an explanation, that's all that I am going to feel when I see Bella.

I just want to shake her, and yell at her, and tell her every detail of how she made me feel. How every time Alice would tell me that she talked to Bella, I would wait by the phone for her to call me next. Then later in the years not only would Alice receive calls but Esme too. I'd sit there with a 'what the fuck' look, trying to comprehend, why Bella wasn't contacting me, and also why no one but me thought that was a big deal.

How do we go from best friends for damn near ten years of our life, to absolutely nothing just because we are states away from each other. Did everyone really think that was normal?

What they didn't think was normal was how any time people saw Bella, they knew that I wasn't too far behind, or vice versa. They didn't think it was normal that we finished each other sentences, and I mean word for word. We always knew what the other was thinking. I swear we could read each others minds. With one look from Bella from across the room, I'd know exactly what she was trying to tell me.

I wish that still applied now.

I guess eight years of separation can hender mind reading abilities. I sigh.

God damn it, if I can just have my best friend Bella back, I'll feel complete. I don't want her to hate me for the rest of our life just because I can't have a decent conversation with her.

I can't have her hate me when all that I want to do is love her. I love her just as much now, as I did back then. Nothing has changed, except for the fact that my love for her is hidden behind hatred. Not hatred towards her, but hatred for what she did. Hatred because she left.

She had no control over that.

Fuck, I am so confused.

I stand from my desk with new determination. I love her, but I can't continue to wait around for some type of relationship with Bella.

I run my fingers through my hair. Yes, I can. I've waited eight years for some type of relationship with her.

Fuck, I'm so conflicted. I pull at my hair.

I need to move on. That will help me to forgive her, and possibly mend our friendship.

I just wish she would give me a clue as to how she's feeling. But no, Bella has a unit on her face every time that she sees me, as if she's bracing herself for a fight. A fight with me? It's not supposed to be like this. We promised we would never stop being friends, no matter what. It was supposed to be me and her against the world. I have no doubt that if she would have never left that our relationship would be different.

How could I possibly know that? Jacob Black probably would have taken her away from me, which somehow would feel worst than her mom taking her away.

I keep dwelling on the fact that she left me, when she had no choice.

But that's not even why I'm mad.

I just went in a full circle, fuck I am not getting anywhere sitting here with my thoughts. I reach for my phone and call Emmett.

"Eddie, how the fuck are ya", He answers the phone.

"Great Emmett.", I say shortly. "Listen, I need to get out of this house"

"Club913?",He asks. "Meet you there, oh and Jasper will be there too",

"Okay", I hang up, throw my phone on the bed and rub my face. I wish that I could see her tonight. I wish that I had her number. I could just ask Alice for it, but shit, I just want her to want me. I want her to call and want to see me like I want to see her. I want her to contact me.

But why?

Why can't I just call her? Why hadn't I tried all of those years? Maybe that's why she's upset with me.

I don't know why, but I decide to call Alice before I talk myself out of it. "Hello, brother of mine", She answered the phone.

"Hello, Alice, look I need a favor-", I start but she interrupts me.

"Of course you do. Jazz already called me", I scrunch my face in confusion as if she could see me. "We'll be there, gosh Edward you don't have to beg",

"What are you talking about?", I ask incredulously.

"Jazz said that you would probably want me to invite a certain someone out tonight, so I did", She invited Bella to Club913 thinking that I insisted.

"I had nothing to do with that. I didn't even invite Jazz, Emmett did", I said rather loudly.

"Sure he did Edward, sure he did.", I roll my eyes and her patronizing voice. "We're getting ready okay, is there anything else that I can do for you"

"Alice, what the fuck? I haven't even told you my favor.", I shake my head. I'll just ask her tonight in person for her number. I can say something stupid like it's for work purposes. That's really fucking stupid I have to think of something better. "Nevermind Alice, you're no help"

"I don't even get a thank you. What a shame",

"Fuck you, Aly. You didn't even help with anything, so no you don't get a fucking thank you", I yell.

"Well, you'll thank me when you see Bella", She says into the phone. I hear mumbling. I can tell it's Bella. I know that voice from anywhere. 'Tell him that I said hi', I hear her say and I roll my eyes. We're still playing telephone. I almost throw my phone at the wall I'm so pissed. I want to yell, 'You can tell me yourself',

I am living my worst fucking nightmare. I can see right now that I will forever be so close, yet so far from her. "Bella says hi", Alice says before making a kiss sound into the phone. "Got to go, Jazzy is here", The line goes dead.

Guess I got my wish. I'll see her at my club tonight.

I was going to get trashed and leave with some blonde that will undoubtedly throw herelf at me all night; but with Bella there, how will I behave?

All of a sudden, my body heats, and I can feel rage overtaking my body. I've slways had a temper but this is different. This is years of hurt and pain and feelings rushing to the surface all at once in the form of two words.

Fuck her.