A/N: So this is the newest story I'm working on. Inspiration comes in many forms for me, this one through music. Hope you enjoy. Leave me some love..or hate. Whichever you prefer. =)
Btw-Twilight and all characters associated with it do not belong to me sadly. I do however have 2 beautiful little girls that I will claim as mine for eternity.
"Bella, please talk to me." Edward whispered, glancing in my direction before diverting his attention back to the road. It was the first thing either of us had said on this nearly twenty minute drive from Seattle back to our hometown of Forks, Washington. I found it peculiar that he knew I was angry with him, yet he claimed to have no idea why. How would he know I was angry if he didn't know what he did? Men. I crossed my arms across my chest, and bit down on my lip to keep from saying anything. If he really didn't know I wasn't going to tell him. Not yet anyway. I was still too mad to say anything without yelling. Normally, I wouldn't care, but we're trying a new approach to this relationship. No yelling. No threats of leaving. No calling names. We were adults it was time we started acting like adults. I was still adjusting to that rule. It was the only way our relationship of four years would survive, or so Edward said. He said we were toxic to each other, and if we really wanted to be together forever we had to change the way we did things. I must admit, I agree with him. We are toxic. We fought almost everyday several times a day, and it was always over something so trivial. And it wasn't just yelling. We scratched, claw, hit, and kicked each other every chance we got. Everyone we knew said we were all wrong for each other, but they were the ones who were wrong. Edward meant the world to me. He made me feel safe, protected, loved. Everything I didn't have growing up. He claimed to feel the same way with me. If that's true, then we're perfect for each other. Why shouldn't we do everything in our power to save that?
"Bella, I can't take this. Please talk to me." Edward pleaded, pulling me from my thoughts. I sighed heavily, and turned my head to glare at him. "I'd really love to talk to you, Edward, but it's just not feasible at this time. You see, I dont have anything nice to say, and I'm pretty sure one of our rules is no name calling." I smarted. He narrowed his eyes and pulled off the highway, slamming his brakes in the process. He was out of the car and around to my side in a matter of seconds. He yanked my car door open, and roughly grabbed my arm. I smacked at his hands and face until he had me out of the car and pinned against the back door. I raised my hand to smack him, but stopped within inches of his face. Aren't we off to a great start with the new rules?
"What? You want to hit me? Go ahead! Hit me!" He yelled, smacking his own face. I narrowed my eyes at him, and smacked him as hard as I could. Fuck the new rules. I'm not going to let him stand there and antagonize me. "Feel better then?" He snapped, grabbing my hand to keep me from smacking him again. "You want to call me names? Call me names. You want to scream at me? Go ahead! Do whatever makes you feel better, love because the only thing worse than all of that is you completely ignoring me!" He yelled angrily. I pushed against him with my free hand, and tried to wrestle my other hand free. "Ignoring you seems to be the only fucking thing that gets your attention, Edward! What else am I supposed to do?" I screamed, as he fought against being pushed away. I got my hand free, and started slapping at him again. "Bella! Stop!" He yelled batting my hands away from his face. "Fuck you!" I yelled back, hitting him harder. The next thing I felt was his fist connecting with my lip, and the ground meeting my head. Motherfucker. I got up, tasting blood in my mouth, and punched him in the nose as hard as I could just as his fist connected with the right side of my face. Asshole.
"FUCK!" He screamed covering his nose with both hands. "Why does it always have to come to this, Bella? Why?" He demanded, pulling his hands away from his face. I bit back a satisfied smile as I saw the blood running from his nose. "Maybe you should keep your eyes to yourself." I snapped, arching an eyebrow. "Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me? That's what this is about? You're pissed because I happened to turn my head and see a girls butt? You act like I did it on purpose Bella!" I pointed a finger at him, and glared. "You did! I see you checking other girls out all the fucking time, Edward! I'm sick of it! If you want to be with other girls than go fucking be with other girls!"
"Oh, you want me to leave?" He questioned walking towards the car. "I want you to leave if you want to leave! Don't fucking stay just because you feel obligated to me!" I yelled, picking a rock up and throwing it at the car. "Great. That's just fucking great, Bella. I'm done. I'm so fucking done with this shit." He said quietly. The next thing I knew he was in the car and taking off down the highway with the tires squealing. I licked my swollen lip, tasting blood, and started walking towards Forks. It wasn't the first time I'd had to walk to somewhere, and it probably wouldn't be the last. This wasn't even a bad fight. This was pretty mellow compared to most of our fights. Then again, we weren't drinking either. It was always worse when we were drinking. I'd only been walking for a few minutes when my phone started chirping at me.
"Hey, Alice." I greeted in defeat. Edward always called her after a fight, and she always came to my rescue no matter the hour, or the distance. She was the only friend I had who believed in Edward and I. Honestly, I think the only reason that is though is because she's Edward's sister, and my best friend. She sees the best of us as well as the worst.
"Hey doll. I'm on my way with some ice. How's the head?" She asked dryly. "It's been better." I replied grimacing at the pain in my lip as I talked. It was gonna be a bitch to smoke. Speaking of which. I reached in my jacket pocket, and pulled out a ciggarette. I lit it, and took a long drag. Yep. That was painful. "Are you by the reservation yet?" Alice asked after a minute. I looked behind me at the sign I'd just passed, and nodded. Rolling my eyes at my stupidity I replied, "Yeah just passed the sign. Hey, I could go to Jake's if you don't feel like coming to get my dumb ass." I heard her snort into the phone. "Yeah, that's a great idea." She stated sarcastically. Jacob was my best friend, and sometimes fuck buddy. When Edward and I were on the outs, which was more often than not lately, I went to Jacob. Not the healthiest thing in the world I know, but fucking my best friend couldn't fuck me up anymore than I already was so whatever.
"I can see you, Bella. No point in turning around now. Besides, I'm pretty sure screwing Jacob would not make things better with Edward." She stated. I turned around, and hung the phone up as she pulled over in front of me. I took a last puff of my ciggarette, and jumped into the car. "Who says I want to make anything better with that asshole?" I asked, picking our conversation back up. She handed me the ice, and pulled back onto the highway. I hissed as I put the ice on my face, and laid my head back on the seat. "That asshole is my brother you know." She said dryly. "Yeah, well you're brother left a pretty good bruise on my face." I sneered. "Not that I defend what he did, but you broke his nose, Bella." She replied. "Yeah, after he busted my lip." I blanched. "And you didn't touch him before that? Come on, Bella I know you. I've seen you two fight before." She shot back quickly. I sighed, and rolled my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Bella, but I'm not going to feel sorry for you. You are both responsible for this, and I'm not playing sides. You should know that by now." She said quietly. "I know, Alice. I'm sorry we keep dragging you into our shit." I replied. We rode the rest of the way into town in silence, and I was thankful for that. It gave me time to think about how stupid I'd acted with Edward. Really, he couldn't help the fact that a waitress bent over just as he happened to turn his head. It was my own insecurities that made me act out, and now I had to make it right. By the time Alice pulled into our apartment complex the tears were already falling. As she pulled up to our building I handed her the ice pack. "Thanks, Alice. I owe you one." I whispered. She smiled and shook her head. "Just..trying not to kill each other tonight, okay?" She replied still smiling. I snorted and got out of the car. I watched her pull away, and sighed heavily as I turned to go inside. I trudged slowly up the stairs, and unlocked the door. Well, here goes nothing.
A/N: I have a feeling I'm going to get flamed for this chapter, but that's okay. Just take it easy on me I promise it will get better. =]