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"I'm Sorry" Doesn't Mend a Broken Heart

This isn't working anymore.
When you think about it, it was like trying to slam a revolving door.
I cried, I cared, I lost all hope.
You left me here alone to cope.
I coped with the pain and the loss.
Now it's time to pay the cost.
What you did changed things; it can't go back to the way it was.
I'm sad to realize it, but you're not the one I love.
He helped me through it all.
He's my best friend, and now you have to take a fall.
He has a part of me now; it's bigger than your part.
Because even "I'm Sorry" won't mend a broken heart.

I'm sorry it has to end this way, with a note. But I don't think I have the strength of seeing your face when you find out. This was happening anyway, I just wish Alice never saw me jumping off of that stupid cliff.

I'll never forget you, we can be friends, but I don't want you to see me again if it hurts you, I feel bad enough doing this.

Jake makes me happy, he'll protect me, you won't have to worry about me. I want you to be happy Edward.

I'll always miss you, I'll always love you, but as a friend, not a lover.

Goodbye Edward.

Bella

This was the last thing Edward had heard from Bella in a couple of days, she had convinced him that he needed to take a hunting trip for three days. This was the thing Alice was hiding from Edward the day before he left.

When he first started reading the note he was worried at the first verse of her poem. He almost laughed out loud at the second verse; it was something Edward said a lot to a frustrated Bella.

Flashback

Bella was getting annoyed, no matter how much Edward tutored her she would never be able to understand trigonometry. "Edward this is impossible!"

"Bella.." Edward started to talk but was soon cut off.

"Yeah I know I know. Nothing's impossible, I've heard that before." She sighed in frustration.

"Actually Bella people who say that nothing's impossible have obviously not tried to slam a revolving door." He laughed at his logic, she tried to scowl but failed, and eventually she was laughing too. They leaned over the table and kissed each other, it was short but sweet, and full of love.

End Flashback

It brought tears to his eyes to think about that now, well, as real tears as he could possibly have. He swallowed and continued reading her poem.

The third and fourth lines brought back memories he never wanted to see again. Bella lying on the ground in the middle of the forest, broken. Her emotionless face every day, her screams of nightmares when she woke up. Edward shivered. It was Jacob Black who so kindly provided him with these pictures the last time they had met.

The sixth line sent him thinking, he knew he would never be able to apologize enough for leaving her, he already beat himself up every day for ever doing that.

Reading the eighth line made his breath hitch in his chest; he had always known she was too good for him. He always knew that she would soon grow bored of him and leave him; he just hoped it wouldn't actually happen. Now that it did he didn't know what to think.

Jacob. Reading the next two lines he knew it was Jacob. He was there for her when he was not, and he could not undo that. He was already paying the cost of leaving her; he had never done anything so painful in his entire existence.

He read the last line and froze. He had said "I'm sorry" to her a multitude of times when they arrived back home. Even at the time he knew it would not be enough. No matter how much it tortured him, he continued reading.

He thought she had wished he hadn't tried to kill himself. She didn't love him anymore, but she didn't want him dead.

He would never see her again then, because it would be worse than being burned alive to see her.

He knows Jake would be fit to protect her, he always was better for her.

He still loved Bella, but as a lover, not a friend. He would never be more than that to her, and he couldn't live with that.

At that moment he made up his mind, he was going to kill himself, and he was going through with it this time, no matter who tried to stop him.

Alice ran through the doorway of Edward's room to find him sobbing erratically on the floor, tears weren't flowing, but she could tell by his expression that he was hurt. Badly. She picked the paper from between his fingers and read it. Her expression grew more horrified as she read on. She was in shock; she didn't think Bella would ever do this to Edward. Edward. She suddenly remembered the vampire in emotional agony lying on the floor.

She searched his future, looking for any decisions he had recently made. What she found was expected, well at least with this letter. She was not going to let this happen, she couldn't. Edward had finally realized that Alice saw his future; she saw that he had planned to kill himself.

"Alice, I beg of you not to tell anyone, please. This is what I need and you know that." His eyes were pleading; he was begging her not to tell anyone about him planning his own demise, again. She would not let him, she had to go tell Carlisle now, Edward needed help. She had just started towards the door when Edward caught her arm and used all of his force to hold her in place. "Alice you know this is just going to keep going on and on again. No matter what I will always love Bella. No matter what she will never love me back. I will never be the same person I was. I have to do this; it's the only way to escape this. I'd take hell with a smile after all I've been put through." Alice looked at him, looking for any contradictions in his eyes that she did not hear in his words, she found none. He was serious. She knew this was wrong, but this was her brother, and she could not stand to see him in pain anymore, if this was his last wish from her, then let it be so.

"Okay Edward." She started crying, well, as much as a vampire could cry. She held him close to her chest, knowing full well that he planned to leave tonight. He held her gladly, using this as a distraction, anything to get away from the pain. He told her that she wouldn't have to hide it long, that she could even go hunting, pretend she was thirsty.

And then he was gone.

He was on his way to the airport when he thought about his life. He did about everything one could possibly do. He was definitely going to hell, if not for his species, then for what he has done. He has sinned probably more than any other person. However.

He pulled to the side of the road to think. He had never had sex, never. That was the one rule he had left unbroken, untouched. Why care now? Why should he care about the rule when he was going to hell anyway? Emmett had told him that it was the greatest pleasure known to man, second to vampire. He changed his direction, for some strange reason he wanted to make sure that he was going to hell. He didn't know why, and frankly, he didn't care.

He headed towards the nearest bar, hoping to pick up some random chick. When he found something that looked like a bar, he quickly read the minds of the people inside it, most of them were drunk out of their heads, this would do nicely. He didn't even bother looking at the name of the bar, it's not like he would be coming back.

When he went inside he scanned the crowd. He looked for minds that were slightly if not even drunk at all, he didn't want to totally take advantage of anyone. He would still have a conscience even if he ceased to exist days after the incident.

When he was thinking about all of the different voices he heard one, but it was strangely familiar. He looked around, and spotted none other than Jessica Stanley. She was much too young to be here at a club, but she had made a play for Edward a year ago, and Mike didn't exactly like her too much.

He was the cat, and she was the prey. He followed her to the bar, where he picked the stool next to hers. She was alone, perfect. "Jessica, what are you doing here?"

She turned to the person who rudely interrupted her; she was attempting to get a drink by flirting with the bartender. She looked around and realized that the elusive Edward Cullen was sitting next to her, and speaking to her. "Edward? I should ask the same of you." He was obviously no older than she was.

He decided to break the ice by ordering the drinks, "Excuse me mister?" The bartender looked in Edward's direction. "Could I please have a beer?" He looked over at Jessica. "Jess what do you want?"

She was stunned that he was being nice, buying drinks, being able to buy drinks, and so much more. The feelings she had for him a year ago bubbled to the surface. "The same thanks." He ordered two beers and smiled when the bartender asked for an ID. He gladly showed him the fake one Alice and Jasper are good at getting their hands on. "Edward what are you doing? We're going to get caught; we're obviously not old enough to be ordering drinks at a bar!" She half-whispered half-hissed at him.

"Oh really? Because my ID states that I am legally 21 years old." He showed it to her when the waiter handed it back to Edward. "See for yourself." Jessica had never been able to get a fake ID as good as this one. Well he was rich; she supposed he could do what he wanted.

They talked for a while, about nothing really important. When Jessica finished her beer she decided to go dancing. She told Edward and walked off towards the dance floor. Wow she was a good dancer. Edward snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She felt the cold but thought nothing of it when she smelled his sweet breath. He whispered in her ear, "Let's get out of here." She happily complied, unknown to what she had gotten herself into.

When he walked outside with his arm around Jessica he knew where they were. He also knew of a secluded spot a little bit off of a trail not too far from there, maybe five minutes. He helped her into the passenger seat of his car and then climbed in the driver's side. When he drove towards the way he caught her gaze and smiled a dazzling smile at her, he heard her heart speed up. When he got to the trail he let himself out of the car. He headed over and opened up Jessica's door, she started to climb out when he motioned for her to stop, she looked confused, but Edward picked her up bridal style and kicked the door shut. "Edward! Edward put me down!"

He looked in her eyes with what he hoped was passion, or at least lust. "Not a chance, you'd get lost if I put you down, we're going to a spot I found, that no one else knows about." She bit her lip, he couldn't help but think of the way Bella did that. He stopped his thinking track abruptly, he would not think about her until the moment he was about to die. She closed her eyes and hid her face in his chest, obviously in embarrassment for whatever she was thinking. He knew from the way her heart sped up even more, and more importantly, her thoughts. She was thinking about them, together, having sex. Well it seemed that they were about to come true.

Since she wasn't looking around anymore, he ran at vampire speed to the little clearing, it was similar to the meadow he and Bella shared, but it was nowhere near as special. She opened her eyes and looked around. "Edward this is breathtaking." He looked at her. He leaned in slowly and kissed her, testing her. She kissed back with a passion Bella would have never dared to do, and right now he didn't care.

They moved their lips in what seemed to be a choreographed dance as he was still holding her. He slowly, gently placed her on her back on the ground, and then had himself on top of her; he held all of his weight with his arms. They never broke the kiss. He sucked on her bottom lip and earned a moan that escaped Jessica's lips. He then ran his tongue along her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She allowed him, and then their tongues were in the dance as well. She let him win and sighed happily as his tongue explored the cavern of her mouth.

His hand started trailing down her side, ending at her waist. It made a path up again, but this time trailing up the middle of her stomach. It went in the valley between her breasts. He took her right breast in his hand and squeezed gently. He earned a lower, louder moan than the one she had before. He tested her, squeezing gently at first, a small moan escaped her lips. Then he squeezed harder, a rather moan came out but Edward had her muffled with his lips on hers.

They pulled away from each other, panting for breath. He read her mind, making sure she wanted to go on. She did. He pulled her shirt over her head and stared at her breasts. They were perfect. He started kissing her again, but soon he kissed down her jaw and to her neck, where he sucked on her pulse point. He heard her heart quicken in anticipation. He continued his trail down stopping when he reached her cleavage. He looked back up at her; she had her eyes closed and her head hanging back. He quickly undid the clasp so conveniently located at the front of her bra and watched her breasts bounce out of it.

He took a moment to look at them, to appreciate them. This was certainly the distraction he had hoped for. He grabbed both breasts and watched the nipples pebble from his touch. He continued his kisses, but instead of going down he took his tongue and trailed circles around her left breast, getting closer to the nipple with each circle. Her breathing increased substantially. When he reached her nipple he flicked it with his tongue and sucked on it, while he was busying his hand with playing with her other breast. He switched breasts, ravishing them each equally. Jessica was moaning freely now, Edward knew no one was around to hear them anyway, he smirked.

He pulled her short skirt down to reveal her matching panties. He could smell her arousal even more now, and that just fueled his own. He could feel himself becoming harder in his pants, but he ignored it. He wanted his first time to be very enjoyable. He kissed his way down her stomach, down her left leg and back up, then down her right leg and back up. He stopped when he reached the top of her panties. Knowing full well that she would enjoy this, he took the top of the lacey fabric in his teeth and pulled it down. When it got to her ankles he just grabbed it and pulled it off. Now Jessica was completely naked, while he was completely dressed, but it didn't seem to bother her.

He kissed back up her right leg again, and stopped at her arousal. He looked up at her, wanting her to look at him before he went any further. He saw her stare of full lust and immediately continued. He experimentally licked the top of her lips until she was whimpering with his teasing. He suddenly licked her from bottom to top. He stopped at her clit where he repeatedly flicked it with his tongue. Jessica screamed. He felt her pleasure through her mind and that just added to the painful bulge in his pants. He kept going, licking and sucking on her clit. Just when she thought that he was done, he inserted a finger into her. He kept licking her, but now he was pumping, one, two, three fingers inside of her, twisting, trying to find her g-spot. He knew when he had found it, Jessica had just screamed louder with that pump than any other one, but he knew that she didn't orgasm yet. He smiled and pumped his fingers in and out, constantly hitting that same spot over and over again. He was also licking her clit still. She started moving around from the pleasure building inside her body. He used his hand to keep her waist from moving. He pumped his fingers faster and wiggled them when he touched that spot inside her. She was screaming louder than ever now. He felt her orgasm, her pussy clenched around his fingers, but he still kept pumping them, still kept hitting that spot. He still kept sucking on her clit. She was going insane. He didn't let her recover from her orgasm, so her body spasmed from the immense amount of pleasure he was giving her. Soon she was having an orgasm with every pump of his fingers but he didn't stop. When he counted twenty he started to slow down, and then finally pulled his fingers out of her. He wanted to know she was still ready for him, so he spread her legs apart. He pushed her lips gently away with his fingers and started licking and sucking on her clit again. He smelled her new arousal and gently stopped. He kissed his way back up her stomach and stopped when he reached her face.

She grabbed his face and kissed him fiercely. "That was amazing. But now it's your turn." She took her hand and gently pushed him, he knew that she wanted him to lie on his back, and he complied. She kissed him, but then kissed all around his face. She moved her hands to lift his shirt over his head. When she saw his bare chest she gasped, but wanting to give him the same pleasure he gave her, she busied herself.

She was soon kissing and licking every part of his chest. She traced her tongue on the defined lines of his abs; she licked both of his nipples, making him moan. That was the first time he had moaned that night, and she intended to do it again. She focused on one of his nipples and licked and nipped at it while her hands undid his jeans and pulled them down. She gave the same attention to his other nipple when she noticed his rather large hard-on. She smiled. She licked herself back down his abs and yanked off his boxers in one go. His erection was standing fully straight up. She licked her lips just looking at it.

Then she went down on him. She amazingly fit all of him into her mouth. He moaned loudly and his hand went instinctively to the back of her head. It seemed like she had no gag reflex. She had her tongue running around the sides of his cock while the tip of it was hitting the back of her throat with every bob of her head. Simultaneously she was fondling his balls with her hands. When she squeezed them she earned a scream from him as he came, but he was not done yet. She swallowed all of his cum and proceeded to lick and suck on the tip of him, she bent down a little further to lick and nip at his balls, he moaned very loudly. She wrapped her tongue around him and slid it back up his cock. Her hands were now massaging his very wet balls. She enclosed the tip of his cock and sucked, hard. She hallowed her cheeks and bobbed her head as fast as she could go. He came again and again. When she was satisfied with the number of orgasms she cleaned him off with her tongue and kissed up his abs.

He looked her in the eyes and kissed her. He stole her words from her, "That was amazing."

They still weren't done yet though. "Edward let's do this." She positioned herself above his member and sat down, they both immediately moaned from the contact.

Edward flipped them around so he was on top. He shoved his cock into her pussy repeatedly. "Fuck you feel so good Jess." Jessica couldn't form a coherent sentence. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as possible. He made his hand travel down between them and pinched and rubbed her clit. She opened her eyes wide and screamed. He felt her body convulsing around hers but it wasn't enough. He flipped Jessica around so they were fucking doggie style, never pausing in his rhythm. "Oh my god Jess, so fucking tight." He bent down over her and played with her nipples. He pinched them and rolled them in his hands. She had another orgasm. Jessica stopped and pulled herself off of him. He went to say something first but was silenced by the sight of Jessica crawling seductively towards him. She whispered in his ear.

"You know, I'm really flexible." That was it. He stood them both up and put her right leg on his shoulder, damn, she wasn't kidding when she said that. He positioned himself at her entrance and entered her. He immediately earned a load moan when he hit her g-spot. He put his one hand on her back, holding her steady, while the other was pinching at her clit again. He started going faster, and faster. Now he was going at a speed that was not normal, but Jessica was too caught up in pleasure to notice. He was fucking her so hard for so long that she was kept in a constant state of orgasm. She was screaming Edward's name over and over again.

He was starting to get close. He went faster than he had ever gone before, Jessica screamed. Her walls convulsing around him sent him over the edge. He repeated to fuck her while he was orgasming, drawing out the pleasure. He screamed her name.

He laid them on the ground gently, watching the way Jessica's curls were cascaded around her face. He lay on his stomach and studied her. She really was beautiful, even more so than Bella.

Bella, he suddenly remembered the reason he was doing this. He didn't care about her anymore. The wolf could have her; right now he thought she was a greedy jerk. He had Jessica, she didn't have the best of personalities, but Edward could fix that.

Jessica noticed him staring at her deep in thought. "Edward, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?" She looked genuinely concerned, maybe she wasn't as bad as everyone thought she was.

"I was just thinking about how beautiful you were." She blushed; it was even more adorable than Bella's. "I was also thinking about how we went about this the wrong way. I know this is a little late, but, would you like to go out with me?"

He read her thoughts, and found that she was ecstatic that this wasn't a one-night stand. "Yes Edward, I would love to go out with you." She smiled warmly at him before drifting of next to him in a dreamy sleep. He covered her with hers and his clothes apart from his boxers before settling next to her and holding her close.

He looked at her, maybe life without Bella wouldn't be so bad.

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This was originally supposed to be a one-shot, but I'm thinking about turning it into a story, I will if I get enough reviews asking me to.