BPOV
It had been three days since I last spoke to anger and I hadn't spoken to anyone after that!
I was fucking mad at everything and everyone!
I was mad at Masen for... I guess I didn't even want to think about him!
I was mad at Edward for being such an asshole! How could he even think about playing with my feelings like that? It's all about 'winning' for him!
And I was fucking mad at myself for calling Masen my best friend, and... falling for Edward!
But I was fucking done with them now!
I applied my eye-liner angrily, and well that made a mess!
Was I ever going to learn how to do flawless makeup! I sighed angrily and grabbed the napkin.
And my hand paused near my eyes as I remembered something...
I tried to control my tears as I noticed Tyler, Lauren, Jessica and company laughing at me.
What was I thinking?
Tyler was never going to like someone so... plain like me!
I shouldn't have made a fool of myself by doing this horrible make-up!
They were right! I must be looking like an idiot!
I wished someone was here to support me. But Masen was busy with Leah, and Angela was busy with Ben.
I wished I hadn't even come to this party!
Maybe I should just run from here to save myself from further embarrassment!
Yeah, that's what I do, I thought as I left Lauren's house.
"Where are you going?" I heard the voice from behind.
Wrong Cullen!
"Just leave me alone, Edward," I said.
"Where are you going? Are you going to just run away like a coward?" He asked.
"I said, leave me alone," I said with frustration.
"Why are you crying?" He asked, "I'd expect something better than this from you!"
"Edward... It's..." I didn't want him to see me cry like this!
"Are your arguing and fighting skills limited to me?" He asked, "Go and fight them!"
"But..." I cried, "They're right... I'm really not good at this!" I said as I tried to remove the lipstick, "I don't know what I was thinking. I'm not like them!"
"Yes, you're not like them. You're better than them!" He said.
"No, I'm not..." I said.
"Yes, you're," he said, "You're better than them and stronger than them. You're better than every single person out there! Don't let me control who you're and what you're, understood? By running away like this, you're giving them the power to control you. C'mon... Let's go back and show them that you don't care about what they think!"
I stared at him. What had gotten into him?
"Thanks for the... motivational speech?" I said.
"No worries," he said, "I know I can be a good motivation Guru!"
I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Let me remove all this makeup first before I go back!"
"It's not required. You look... good," he said.
I looked up at him.
"Why are you being so nice to me today?" I asked.
He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
Suddenly I felt my heart beating faster...
He was being nice to me only because I was crying, right?
Right?