BPOV

"I'll say I was driving it," Rosalie said.

We shouldn't have used Edward's car. I doubted if he loved anything more than his car!

But it was a... bet! Rosalie said it'd be fun! And I thought it was just a short distance... I didn't know how I pressed my foot on the accelerator instead of the brake!

"He will kill me!" I said.

"Bella... Relax!" Rosalie said.

"I'm going to kill you," Edward roared as he found out a few minutes later that Rosalie had bumped his car, "Why did you use my car?"

"Sorry!" She said.

"Sorry?" Edward said with disbelief, "Sorry isn't enough! You've destroyed my car! I'm going to kill you!"

"Don't overreact!" She said.

"Overreact? I'm not overreacting! I'm going to kill you!" He said.

Yup, he was going to kill her... At least he was going to attempt to kill her... I could see it on his face! He looked so mad!

No...

I couldn't let that happen!

"It was me!" I said.

He turned his face to look at me.

"I was driving the car." I said, "It was a stupid bet and I thought... I'm really, really sorry! I put my foot on the accelerator by mistake... I... I'm so sorry!"

He roamed his hand in his hair in frustration.

I knew he was going to kill me!

"Look... You..." He said.

"I'm so sorry! Please! Please, please, please! Don't kill me, please!" I said.

He didn't say anything, but continued to glare at me...

"My... My Dad knows a good car body shop," I said and he shook his head with disbelief.

"I will try to pay for all the damages..." I said.

He continued to give me death stares.

"I'm sorry... Please!" I said.

"Look... I love my car..." He said.

"I know..." I said, "And that's why I'm saying I'm so sorry..."

"I can't see a single scratch on it..." He said.

"I know... I'm so sorry!" I said.

"But if you're going to apologize to me with such puppy eyes by hurting it, then go ahead... Be my guest! You can bump it everyday!" He said, "Please... Please... Aah! Such a sheer pleasure to my ears!"

"You... You're an asshole!" I said.


"Can I ask you something?" I said.

"Yeah," he said.

"Did you lose the debate on purpose?" I asked.

"What?" He asked.

I wasn't in the right state of mind during the debate, but he did so badly! His arguments didn't make any sense and he never lost any debates! But why would he throw it?

"What?" He asked, "Why would I do so?"

"Because I don't really understand how in the world you could lose that!" I said, "I just want to confirm that I won fair and square!"

"As much as I'd hate to admit it, yes, you did win it fair and square!" He smiled.

"I've no idea how you lost that..." I said.

"I... I completely blanked out," he said, "I've been having a lot of concentration issues right now."

"Oh is it?" I said.

"Yeah... Sometimes I just... blank out... And it's... it's really bad..." he said.

"Oh..." I said. I felt really bad.

"Umm... I think Jessica's cousin is also having similar issues..." I said.

"I see..." he said.

"She mentioned she is trying some therapies for that... She mentioned it's really helpful. You might want to try that..." I said.

"Oh okay... I will try that... Thanks!" He smiled.


"Stupid boy!" I said as I shook my head.