Disclaimer: All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. The plot, along with a couple of characters that might be added in future, are mine.
"Can I come in?" she asked, looking nervously at me. I opened the door wider and stepped aside, allowing her to enter the house.
"You have a nice home, Edward," she said.
"Did you come here to appraise the way I decorated my apartment?" I asked as I poured more scotch in my glass.
"You are still taking medica…"
"Oh, save it Bella! Why the fuck are you here? I have more important things to do," I snapped.
"To talk," she said, and looked out the window.
Talk? About what? How she spent the money my family gave her?
"There is nothing to talk about. Boy meets girl. Boy and girl hook up. Girl breaks boy's heart and leaves. What is there left to say? Let me answer the question. Nothing," I said coldly.
She lowered her head and nodded. "I'm sorry Edward."
I lost it. "After twelve fucking years, all you have to say is 'I'm sorry Edward'?" I spat, making her flinch.
"You broke me to fucking pieces! You threw away our life, our dreams, and all you say is sorry?" I yelled as I saw the tears brimming in her eyes.
What was she trying to accomplish? Why did she come here? To remind me of the money she willingly took from my family? How she sold our love for the bargain price of $30,000?
I could feel my chest heaving from anger and pain. Wasn't I enough for her? Wasn't my love strong enough?
"You've changed," she whispered after a while.
"The man you see now is your creation," I said, inhaling deeply as I turned my back on her. "There is nothing you can do to take away what you've done," I finished. I barely heard the door closing behind me.
As I heard the car pull out of the driveway, I smashed my glass against the wall. I wanted to cause damage. Why did she come here? Did she hope that by blinking a few faked tears away, I would open my arms to her? Did she want more money? What?
I sank down on the couch and held my face in my hands. Memories flooded my head, increasing my pain.
"Edward?" she mumbled as she snuggled on my chest.
"Thank you," she said and looked at me.
"What on earth are you thanking me for?" I chuckled.
"For loving me," she said.
I quickly shook off the memory. It had been months since I last thought about our past. I wouldn't allow myself to go back to the weak person I was when she left me… a wreck.
"Damn you, Bella Swan!" I growled. "Damn you and your fucking lies!"
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