BPOV
"I think everyone has been right about you..." he said.
"Edward, please... Let me try to explain..." I said.
"You're a self-centered bitch with a victim complex who doesn't care about anyone else..." He said.
It felt like he was slapping me with each word...
"Please..." I said.
"I was stupid enough to see that maybe you're more than what you show to the world... There is absolutely nothing more!" He snapped, "You're just a heartless bitch!"
"I'm so sorry... Please... I... I..." I said.
I needed to tell him...
If I didn't tell him tonight, probably I'd never get another chance...
I was always scared of using those words... Maybe because I didn't know if I was capable of having those feelings for someone...
"I... I love you." I said.
He laughed sarcastically as I said that... He... laughed!
"Yeah right..." He rolled his eyes.
I was always scared of falling in love with someone...
I was always scared of telling someone that I was in love with them...
I was always scared about what if they didn't love me back...
This was worse than any of those imaginary fears...
I knew it'd hurt if someone didn't love me back... But this almost killed me.
And I knew it was killing him, too... I knew he loved me and he was feeling betrayed by me... I knew he was reacting like this because he was hurt...
How could I make this right?
"Look..." he said, "I know I've been a blind fool, but I think I'm done being an idiot! So please stop with the bullshit!"
"I... I really fell in love with you..." I said.
"I highly doubt you know what that even means..." he said as he shook his head.
"You need to believe me... Please..." I pleaded.
"That's the last thing I'd want to do!" He said.