A/N - Hey guys, sorry for not updating in like Forever. Got my laptop back:) so I can finally continue with this story! I will Be posting chapters whenever I can, but if I don't post a chapter for this story during the week, I will definitely make up for it and post chapters on the weekend.

BELLA POV - CHAPTER 39: Too Good To Be True

"BELLA. BELLA STOP." I heard Edward call from behind me as I walked to my car, wiping the streams of tears that fell from my eyes. "IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK." He called after me.

What a line! Right out of some movie.

"YEAH, SURE." I screamed back as I continued to walk, not bothering to look back at him. I couldn't look at him.

I felt my legs start to become numb, my breathing erratic as I started to go into hysterics. He used me. He was the new guy in town, needing someone to keep him company because he didn't know anybody and I was the one he chose to mess around with.

I let out a mournful wail, not able to fight against his strong arms that wrapped around my waist, pulling me back to him and keeping me securely in place. I screamed, more in fright than anything, as I hadn't expected him to grab me. He instantly let go, obviously startled.

"BELLA, I'M SORRY." He jogged beside me as I walked at a fast pace. "BUT ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK. IT REALLY ISN'T."

"I KNEW IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE." I spat back, turning around as he grabbed my arm. I pushed him away.

"Bella, let me explain." He pleaded, reaching out for me. I pushed his hands away, again, and stopped walking as I reached my car.

I looked at him and the tall blonde goddess that stood behind him. She looked upset, I guess getting caught didn't feel as great as it seemed. But even though she looked as if she had cried, causing her make-up to smudge, she still looked so beautiful.

By looking at her, I was instantly jealous. She had to be a model, she was too gorgeous not to be. I could see why he wanted to play around with her. She was tall, had long silky blonde hair, stunning big lips and was well proportioned. Her boobs were the perfect size and she had the most amazing curves.

I was brought back to reality when I felt a hand on mine, making my eyes snap from her to my hand. I instantly got angered as I saw Edward touching me with the same hand that rested on her back, just a few minutes ago. "GO AWAY EDWARD. GO BACK TO FUCKNG HER BEHIND MY BACK." I screamed at him and he continued to step towards me.

"You know, I really fell for you and I thought you were the perfect guy for Blake and I. But I guess I was wrong." I wiped my eyes. "Blake is going to be heartbroken." I broke down, crumbling to my knees.

How could I face Blake? How would I be able to tell him? He was so innocent, he didn't to deserve to be hurt again. I couldn't hurt him again.

"Bella, honey, stop." He said in a calmer voice, pulling me up onto my feet, only for me to push him away and lean against my car for support. I heard him sigh. "I promise. I didn't do anything to hurt you or Blake or this relationship. Just listen to me."

I looked at him, my eyes glancing at the blonde. He stepped closer to me, his hand resting on my side. I looked down at it, not liking that he was touching me. "No." I shook my head. "I can't listen to what you have to say."

"Bella," He persisted and I flinched in fright as he pulled me froward to his chest, and as on reflux my hand came up, my arm drawn back before springing forward and my clenched fist coming in contact with his face, a sickening crunch making me wince.

"STOP." The blonde cried.

I looked away from Edward who held his nose that was bleeding. I gasped, tears coming to my eyes. I didn't mean to hurt him. I wasn't a violent person. That was the first time I had hit somebody, and it felt so awful.

"Edward, are you okay?" She asked, pulling his hand away from his face, seeing the blood that poured from his nose, staining his crisp shirt.

"I'm fine, Tanya." He assured.

Tanya? I had heard that name before. I thought hard, gulping. Tanya? His ex?

"What is wrong with you?" Tanya snapped, her eyes darting into mine with a deathly look. "Why did you not let him explain?" She folded her arms over her chest. "We are not together. Far from it, actually." She informed me.

I frowned, feeling really bad about everything.

Edward hadn't cheated. He wasn't messing around with her. I was a fool to think so.

"I'm Tanya, his ex." She announced. "I came here to try and work things out with Edward, but all he kept saying was that he's in love with you." She announced, making tears leak from my eyes. I felt really bad.

"Oh," I started.

"Edward isn't that type of guy. So don't ever jump to conclusions without talking with him." She told me, looking at Edward as I wiped my eyes. "He's an amazing guy that I let slip from my fingers, don't let him slip from yours." She advised. "And..." She paused looking at him as he tried to stop his nose from bleeding, coming over to me and looking me straight in the eyes. "He's a once in a life time kind of guy, so take good care of him."

I nodded. I didn't think he would want to be with me anymore after my outburst. I had hurt him, I had violently hit him. He would never forgive me.

Tanya stepped back, surprising me by softly squeezing my hand before letting it go and hugging Edward once before turning and walking to her car, pulling out of the driveway and disappearing around the bend, leaving Edward and I standing in the middle of the driveway.

He sighed as he looked at me. "Can we talk inside?" He wondered, both of us more calm at this point.

I nodded. "Yeah." I said in a flat tone, my voice weak.

We walked in silence into the house and Edward went to the kitchen, grabbing a paper towel and holding it to his nose, getting it to stop bleeding. "I'm sorry about punching you. I didn't mean too." I apologized, coming across sincere. "You just scared me when you grabbed me like that." I admitted.

"I'm sorry too." He told me, taking the paper towel from my nose, seeing that it had stopped bleeding. "We need to talk about this." He said and I nodded in agreement.

I watched in silence as he walked over to the cabinet, taking out a wine glass and a scotch glass. He placed both on the counter. He got a bottle of white wine from the fridge opening it up and pouring a glass. He handed it to me.

"I know you could use a drink." He told me when seeing me hesitate to take it.

I took it from him, taking a delicious sip of the wine. He poured himself a large glass of scotch and I felt my eyes go wide. He took the wine bottle with him into the living room, as well as his scotch glass.

He sat on the sofa and I sat down beside him, drinking more wine as I needed it.

This was going to be an intense talk, I could feel it.

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