AU. Because when someone gave up on her, she returned the favor.

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"Come on, Bella. I said I was sorry.." You spoke slowly, frustrated.

I turned my head to the side, deciding that the scenery outside the window was alot more interesting than our conversation. Because it was.

Your hand closed around mine, and it brought my attention back to you, you seemed happy.. for a second. And for a second, I was shocked. No one had seen you smile, maybe a smirk at best.

Snatching my hand back, I looked away from you once more. You sighed angrily, and I ignored you.

I used to be the one chasing after you, ever since we were young. Since I was 10 and you were 12.

Isn't it funny how the roles are reversed now?

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"Will you forgive him yet?" Alice asked me, but I knew she was just waiting. Waiting for me to let you go, so she could sink her claws into you. She faked her concern, and it sickened me.

Isn't it funny how far someone will go for love?

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Emmett was supportive, yet even he gave up after time.

The bear hugs came less and less, the joy in his tone left when my name was mentioned.

Rose found a new reason to hate me.

And I found it easier to let go.

Isn't it funny how you don't know a thing about me?

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Edward never wanted a thing to do with me.

He was no great loss.

Isn't it funny how I can't bring myself to care?

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I wanted to laugh, you actually looked sincere.

Your hands were cradling your head and you slowly rocked back and forth on the living room couch. What were you doing in my house, Jasper?

I wanted to ask, but I kept my face blank of emotion.

"I am so sorry, Bella." You sobbed. You actually sobbed.

Isn't it funny how I meant something to you in the end?

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You kept saying sorry. I kept my emotionless mask in place. And it was hard, I admit. But it was worth it.

Isn't it funny how you feel my hurt now?

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"I mean it. I am sorry. With everything I have, I am so, so sorry." Your eyes were red, like you had been crying.

Finally, I let a small, almost microscopic smile slip through my mask.

Your sapphire eyes lit up with hope.

"Too little, too late." Your eyes filled with more tears, and you dropped your head down to the floor.

Had we still been children, i would have ran to you and hugged you. You would have shrugged me off.

Isn't it funny how it was too late for apologies?

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I'm standing in front of your grave now.

Who knew my words would have sent you into a depression so deep you made the call to end your life.

It was easier to let go, and in the end, I know you did. Because I did too.

Isn't it funny how I feel nothing for you now?

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Because when someone gives up on her, she returns the favor.