Title: Empty and Broken

Summary: Seven years of loving Edward Cullen and nothing to show for it but a heart full of scars. He'd taken everything I had to give and then left me empty and broken.

Word Count: 499

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters belong to SM.

Seven years... that's how long I've loved Edward Cullen. The day I met him in high school I knew he was special. The first time we kissed in my basement I knew I wanted it to last forever. When we were forced apart by his father, it was heartbreaking and I cried for an entire week but I was young so I got over it...

…or so I thought. A year and a half later, a chance encounter during his spring break from school brought him back into my life and catapulted him to the forefront of my thoughts again. He'd just broken up with his girlfriend but I was dating someone else; our timing couldn't have been worse.

We easily fell back into our old pattern and being 'just friends' was not an option for me anymore. He'd gone back to school and I hadn't heard from him for nearly three weeks. I'd finally broken up with my boyfriend so I drove down to Edward's college to talk to him.

When I knocked on the door to his dorm, a female without any pants on answered the door... I was shocked and devastated at the same time. I turned around and ran for my car but he caught up to me quickly. He held me close and explained that he never meant to hurt me but he had to see where it was going with her. He told me he loved me and sent me on my way.

It'd been like that on and off for the past five and a half years. Anytime he was on the outs with her, he came to me for comfort. Several times I'd succumbed to his advances, knowing I would end up heartbroken and alone when he went back to her but I had to take what I could get.

The day he told me he was going to marry her was the worst day of my life. As always, he told me he loved me and kissed me as he comforted me from the pain of his news and, as always, I let him do it.

The night before his wedding, he showed up at my door at midnight reeking of alcohol. After he stumble-pushed his way inside, he told me he had to see me one last time. I knew it was my last chance to be with him so I let him take whatever he needed from me. He made love to me more passionately than he'd ever done before and we cried the whole time. After he finished, he pulled me up next to him and held me tighter than ever.

He kissed my shoulder and whispered, "I love you, Jasper. I'm so sorry..." and then passed out.

Edward left before I woke the next morning and I knew it was over. He'd taken everything I had to give, left me with nothing but an empty heart, broken to pieces but I'll always love him.