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The Way Things Were: epi.1
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Being classified as the school good girl never was a problem for me. I made some great friends that accepted me, though our personalities were completely different, and began dating a great guy who for the most part respected the certain "limits" I had in our relationship. I could see in his eyes that he wanted more than I could give him and I knew it was only a matter of time before he decided that what we had wasn't enough. What I didn't know, was that that time would come so soon. "Bella," Emmett whispered with a frown. It was quite clear he was as upset about what was about to happen as I was. Maybe it was the way his voice cracked as he said my name, or maybe it was the way his green eyes avoided mine. "I know what you're about to say," I whispered back. "save yourself the trouble and just go home." "I'm sorry." He hung his head and ran his fingers through his hair. "You know I love you and I'd do anything for you but I can't keep waiting. Our relationship is going nowhere and I know you have limits but I don't. Do you think..." "No, we can't still be friends." He looked a bit surprised and disappointed. It took everything I had not to beg him to say, and hold me in his arms but that couldn't happen. We were officially over. He walked out my front door leaving me all alone in my living room. A single tear rolled down my cheek and I swallowed back the lump raising in my throat. It took a few minutes before I could even breath. How could something so expected, hurt so much? It was as if he tore my heart out of my chest. All that was there was an empty hole. I let out a silent sob but before I had a chance to break down Renee walked in, as if she knew I was hurting. Renee always sensed when something was wrong. She said as a mother it's instinctual, I just thought of it as a sixth sense. "Honey, would you like to talk about it?" She leaned against the back of the sofa and rubbed my shoulder. It was impossible to respond right away. The lump in my throat kept returning. I swallowed the tears back one more time. It was only temporary so before it had a chance to return I managed to whisper "We're over." "I'm sorry sweetie. That boy isn't worth your time." She kissed my cheek and wrapped me up in a tight hug. "I just made some cookies for you school's bake sale. If I'm not mistaken I made a few extra." A small smile appeared on her face and I couldn't help but smile back. I loved my mom but even I knew better than to trust her cooking. For her sake, and the sake of anyone who came over for dinner, it was a good thing my father was a chef. Not a professional one, but at least we could eat his cooking and live to tell the tale. With a small giggle I wiped my final tear away. "Mom, I really am not in the mood to die right now." She laughed along with me and pulled me off the couch and into the kitchen. "These are good, I promise." Hesitantly, I looked at the tray of cookies laying on the table. She was right. They weren't burnt and they actually smelled edible. I grabbed a cookie off the tray and held it up to my lips. Slowly, I opened my mouth and bit off a tiny piece. It was warm and sweet. My mom waited patiently for my critique. "These are amazing! How did you learn to cook?" She shrugged and walked back over to the counter. As I ate, my eyes idly scanned the room until something in the garbage caught my attention. Curious, I walked over to the trash can and my Renee's head snapped up. "Seriously?" I asked with an eyebrow raised. She smiled innocently at the empty plastic bin in my hands. One that used to contain a dozen chocolate chip cookies. "Yeah well, my first batch didn't go so well. Anyway, Principal Andrew probably prefers store-bought cookies than rancid poisonous ones. Right?" She had a point there. I doubt killing everyone at the school would look good on a college application. "Fine, you win. But these boxes are recyclable. You're lucky I saw these. It'd be a shame if my own mother took part in killing the environment," I joked. Renee rolled her eyes as she cleaned up the flour she so cleverly spread over the countertops. After throwing the boxes into the recyclable bin I went up to my room. I thought I was fine but once I shut the door and was surrounded by the silence, I couldn't help but think about Emmett. There were so many questions running through my head. Did he ever really love me? He broke up with me because I didn't want to have sex. Is that a reasonable excuse? Did he only stay with me in hopes that I'd crack? The questions flowing through my mind wouldn't stop. Question after question. Needless to say I didn't have the answer to any of them. I glanced over and noticed it was only nine o'clock. I needed to talk to someone, and I immediately knew who.
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