Heartache by ooohlalaaa COMPLETE.pdf

Heartache by ooohlalaaa

When Bella moves to New York with Alice and Rosalie, a beautiful stranger turns her

life upside down and makes her question everything she's ever known. More details

inside. Rated M for super dark shiz to come. And some lemons, of course. AH, OOC

Prologue

BPOV

My mother had given me advice on love since I was a little girl. When I was in

elementary school, she’d explained love to me vaguely.

“ When you love someone, you’ll just know it .” I think that tidbit of advice was directly

related to my father.

As I’d gotten older, she’d gone into slightly more detail.

“ When you’re in love with someone, you know because they’re all you can think about.

Everything you do relates to them, and all you need to do to be happy is be around

them .” Yeah, okay. That one was for her new husband.

And when I’d had my heart broken by my first boyfriend, and she tried to soothe me

over the phone, she gave me the most valuable scrap of advice that she ever had. It was

the one thing she said that I’d actually kept with me.

“ Loving someone is never easy. That’s how you know how much you love them. The

struggle .”

I’m sure she regrets ever saying those words to me. Because in the last year, my entire

existence consisted of struggles that I thought meant love. If I was smart, I would have

disregarded any guidance she’d ever given to me because just following that one little

statement had put my life into a whirlwind of misery and denial. Sure, maybe she didn’t

intend for me to take her words as literally as I had, but it was my only justification for

not giving up on Edward.

As I sat there and watched his perfect face contorting and twisting in pain, and I grasped

his hand as he shook and cried, I realized that my distant, flaky mother was the last

person I should’ve taken advice from. With every uneven breath that shot through

Edward’s pouted lips, my chest tightened.

He’s not going to survive this.

I tried to force the thought from my mind, but I couldn’t deny it anymore.

It’s going to be my fault. This all is happening because of me.

His hand was cold. I released my grasp and tried to wipe away the sheen of sweat that

was covering his forehead. Before I could place my hand on his face, the face that I’d

touched and kissed and loved with everything in me, he screamed in pain. I couldn’t sit

there anymore. If I had to sit there, and watch it happen, I was going to die along with

him.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes. The tears that I’d been pushing away for days. The

tears that I knew were never going to stop once they came. I had no fight left in me, so I

jumped up and turned away from Edward, so he couldn’t see me cry. It was only going

to make things that much worse for him.

As I walked to the door, I sobbed for everything that I’d been holding in. I reached out

to turn the doorknob, but before I could go, I heard a raspy, pained voice call me from

across the room.

“Bella,” I closed my eyes and sighed. It was the first time he’d said anything in days.

“Bella, please don’t leave me…”

Fisrt Night

BPOV

“So how do you feel, Bella?” I took a sip of my margarita and grinned at Alice.

“Amazing. I feel like this is the smartest thing I’ve ever done.” I took another gulp as

Rosalie ran her fingers through my wet hair.

My move had been long and exhausting on all of us. Instead of going bar hopping and

partying it up on my first night living here in New York, I was perfectly content with

having a relaxing girls night at our new apartment. Well, new for me. Alice and Rosalie

had been living here for two years already, and had graciously offered me the third

bedroom when I’d graduated.

The three of us have been best friends since I’d moved from Phoenix to Forks,

Washington to live with my father when I was in high school. They’d welcomed me

into their lives immediately and made living in the dullest place on earth almost

bearable. Almost . The second I got partnered with beautiful, little, bouncy Alice in

Biology, I was immediately drawn to her all around enthusiasm about life and her

constantly positive, upbeat mood. She was like no one else I’d ever seen before. Rosalie

and her had been best friends for who knows how long, and it was completely

understandable; they were both rich and stunningly beautiful, but balanced each other

out equally. Where Alice was at times overly friendly, Rose was at times overly cold.

When Alice was constantly bubbly and bouncing around, Rose was constantly laid back

and carefree. And I fit right plop in the middle, like I was destined to be there. Splitting

up when we went to separate colleges had been one of the hardest things I’d had to do

so far. Both Rosalie and Alice decided to go to school in New York, Alice to achieve

her dream of owning her own boutique and Rosalie to become a thriving supermodel.

Both of them were doing well so far.

I, on the other hand, opted to go to the University of Washington and pursue my goal of

becoming a writer, since there was no possible way I could afford to live in New York.

I’d moped around for months when I moved to Seattle, envisioning myself in all of the

amazing stories of the city that Alice and Rose called to tell me about. Eventually, my

roommate, Jessica got completely sick of my attitude and forced me to become more

social, and I ended up really enjoying myself at UW. But the minute I got a call from

Alice and Rose, which coincidentally happened to be the week after graduation, I

realized that I needed to change my life around. Alice generously offered me their third

bedroom, in exchange for me working a set amount of days per month at her boutique,

and Rose convinced me that there was no better place in the world for an aspiring writer

than New York. I all too willingly agreed, and without saying Rose and Alice hopped

on a plane and helped me pack up my life, which embarrassingly enough pretty much

consisted of a few boxes of clothes, a box of books, and my laptop. I didn’t care. I was

so excited about the turn my life was taking, I wouldn’t have minded leaving everything

and starting over from scratch.

Rosalie’s phone suddenly rang and broke me from my thoughts. By the tone of her

voice I knew exactly who she was talking to. Emmett .

Not much had changed since the last time I’d seen my friends. Rosalie was in a serious

relationship now, which didn’t surprise me. I’d had yet to meet her boyfriend in person,

but I’d talked to Emmett plenty of times on the phone and seen enough pictures to know

exactly what he was like. And I kind of loved him.

He was the perfect guy for Rosalie. The beautiful eldest son of a rich surgeon. Big,

brawny, energetic, and completely and utterly devoted to Rose. He towered over her in

all the pictures I’d seen, which was surprising since Rose herself was 5’10. He had

bright blue eyes, black wavy hair, and deep dimples when he smiled. He was adorable,

and funny, and everything you could ever ask for in a man.

I found it completely hilarious the way the two of them had met, because it was so like

Rose. She’d had a thing for a photographer that had shot her once, so they ended up

meeting for drinks with a few friends and his brother. The brother being Emmett.

Needless to say, she left with him and they’ve been inseparable since.

“Hello?” Rosalie removed her fingers from my hair and walked into the kitchen to talk

when Alice shushed her. I squinted my eyes at Alice when Rosalie’s tone suddenly

became harsh and I tried eavesdropping on her conversation. Alice slyly slid all the way

to the end of the couch that was closest to the kitchen.

“ I don’t care Emmett, not tonight!… No, it’s her first night here, I don’t want him-…

yeah, I know, that…Fine, come… Okay .”

I don’t know what the hell she was talking about, but I was referenced in the

conversation so that gave me the right to be nosy. Rosalie walked back into the room

twirling a strand of her long, blonde hair nonchalantly around her finger and she smiled

at me.

“Emmett is going to drop by. Do you mind?”

I laughed and shook my head. “Of course not! I actually really want to meet him. In

person, you know?”

I noticed that Alice had stiffened and she was giving Rosalie a strange look. Something

was going on between them and it was pissing me off.

“Who’s he with?” She moved her eyes from Rose’s and stared blankly at the TV.

“I don’t know… why?”

Alice shrugged. “You know who he’s with. I heard your little discussion.” Rosalie

smirked and squeezed herself between me and Alice.

“You’ll see.” Rosalie was done talking about it, and although she didn’t seem phased by

Emmett’s upcoming visit, Alice did.

“I’m going to get changed.” With that, Alice hopped to her room and left me sitting

with Rose.

“So, can I do something with this hair?” She held up one of my damp locks and dropped

it on the pillow behind me.

I was sitting on the floor in front of Rose a short while later, getting sprayed with some

kind of product when we heard the buzzer go off.

“Oooh! Can I get it?” I hopped up from the floor and ran to the intercom, excited to

meet new people. I buzzed them in and unlocked the door so that Emmett could let

himself in.

“My hair looks pretty sexy.” I posed in the mirror and spun around, admiring my new

coif. Rose was amazing at everything. As I stood there, pulling at pieces of my dark,

shiny hair, the door suddenly opened. My mouth hung open in shock when I saw who

was standing there.

EPOV

I didn’t want to be here. I knew exactly what Emmett was doing, and as much as he

tried to make it seem like it wasn’t about me, I knew why we were coming here. I didn’t

like Rosalie, I was pretty sure Alice didn’t like me, and I was pretty fucking sure I knew

why. Emmett had a big fat mouth and blabbed everything about what was going on with

me to his skank of a girlfriend. I didn’t know for sure that he’d told her, or that she’d

told Alice, but I was pretty confident they all knew.

I loved my brother, but on days like this, I realized why we were becoming distant. He

didn’t know when to butt out of my fucking business and just let me live my life. After

leaving dinner at our parent’s house tonight, my father pulled Emmett into the other

room. I knew what was coming. When the two of us walked outside, Emmett inquired

as to what I was doing for the rest of the night. Or should I say, Dad inquired. I knew

exactly what the fuck was going on. Carlisle was watching me through Emmett. I

almost felt bad for the big, doofy bastard, because he didn’t want to do this shit. So I

decided to make it easy on him. I told him that we could do whatever he wanted, and of

course, after our last “incident” the days of us going barhopping together were over, so

there I was, being dragged up the stairs to Rosalie bitch ass Hale’s apartment.

Emmett pushed open the door and standing in front of me, with her jaw hanging open

and a piece of dark brown hair in between her fingers, was Rose & Alice’s new

roommate. Emmett had mumbled something about her on the way there, but I was too

busy worrying about how I was going to get through the night without jumping off

Hale’s balcony. When I saw her, I was actually pretty shocked that this girl was best

friends with Rosalie and Alice. She had on short frayed denim shorts and a casual wife

beater with red high-top Converse. Rose or Alice wouldn’t be caught dead wearing that

shit if it was the middle of the damn Apocalypse. Her little, body was curvy and tiny all

at the same time. And her huge, chocolate brown eyes were staring right at me. I liked .

I laughed at her expression- I usually got the same kind of thing from most women- and

I pointed down at her sneakers.

“Nice.” I looked down at my feet and as she followed my eyes she let out a giggle. We

were both wearing the same red Converse. “Who are you?”

“Uh, well- you’re in my apartment, so who the fuck are you?”

Alice burst out a laugh that I could hear even though she wasn’t in the room. Rosalie

just rolled her eyes at me and pointed to new roommate girl.

“Bella, this is Edward, Emmett’s brother.” She spoke the sentence in a monotone voice,

emphasizing how little she cared about me. Bitch. “This, obviously is Emmett-” I

watched as Bella ran to Emmett and he picked her up in a huge hug, looking like he was

going to crush her small body. It scared the shit out of me.

I strolled into the other room while the three of them talked and reminisced, plopping

down on the sofa uncomfortably close to Alice. She sneered when she saw me and tried

to cram herself farther into the arm of the sofa.

“So, Alice, guess what?” I threw my arm around her as she sighed.

“What, Edward?”

“Turns out, Jasper wants to do the dirty with you.” I knew that would do it. Her eyes

widened and blinked a few times before she shrugged.

“I know.”

Alice had been crushing on my best friend Jasper for months. I knew he wanted to hit it

since the first day he saw her, but I figured I’d hold onto that piece of information until

the time called for it. And right now this was the time. If Carlisle was going to have me

on a short leash and have Emmett babysitting me fucking 24/7, I was going to be

spending lots of time with these hoes, and it would be way easier if it least one of them

didn’t despise me.

“So. You want it too. I know you do.” Alice rolled her eyes and drummed her fingers

against the edge of the couch.

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