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If you’ve heard of Swurl or Sweetcron, you’re familiar with the idea of mashups of your Web 2.0 interfaces (Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, and so forth) into a single site or page to centralize your information. Storytlr is a bit different, though, bringing somet
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The story was born.
I hope you like it!
-Bella
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Disclaimer: I do not own this. If I did, I would pwn.
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It was Monday, and all of the family was hunting before we had to start planning for graduation. I was sitting in the Gym after class, waiting for the coach to give me my progress report, when Mike stormed in, rage filling his eyes, mixed with determination.
“What do you wa…?”
“I hate you, Bella.”
"Um, excuse me?"
I looked around, hoping for my Greek God to rescue me from this hormonal monster. Then I remembered. He's hunting with Emmett and Jasper today. Crap. I looked back at him, and his rage increased, probably seeing the confusion lurking on my face. Like an open book...
"When you first came to this school, all I did was be nice to you. I escorted you to your classes; I talked to you when everyone else was afraid to go near. I even defended you when Lauren and Jessica and all those other girls spread rumors behind your back."
"Rumors? I mean I know Lauren didn't like me, but that's pretty much it, Mike."
"Wrong. Right when you came into this school, before any of the girls had seen you, they already hated you."
"Why would they hate me? They didn't even know me."
“Because the second you walked into these stupid buildings, every single one of the boys "fell in love with you." He used his fingers to accentuate the last part. So, Mike does know sarcasm. Guess you have to be born in the city to lose it. Wait, I was born here. Never mind. He continued.
“I even thought I loved you, but no. All I saw was some girl that looked nice. But really? She just enjoyed breaking boys' hearts."
"Now wait just one second..." Where are Alice's visions when you need them?
“No, I am through waiting. I've been waiting to say this to you since you broke out of your stupor and continued your rampage. By the way, I even helped you during that."
"What? I don't remember that." I don't remember anything in those three months. Just the pain of losing Edward, of loosing my future, of the jagged hole in my chest, not being able to breathe... I unwillingly flinched.
"See? HE LEFT YOU BELLA! You thought he was this perfect guy, but he broke your heart. Then, I thought, you would finally realize how much I cared about you. But, no. You spend three months in some kind of coma. ALL of the girls were throwing stuff at you, tripping you, basically making your life Hell. But, did I let them? No. Did you see the error of your ways? Nope! You just ran to La Push with your tail between your legs right to someone else. Right to that pill-popping Indian Superman. The 3rd heart you broke."
"Third?"
"The 3rd of many." Ouch, that hurts. Even if it isn't true. Wait, it ISN'T true! Why am I sitting here not defending myself? Oh yeah. All of the bad things I know about him came to me via Edward's power. If I said them, I would risk letting out his one of many secrets. I metaphorically locked up my mouth and waited for the blows.
"Anything else?" Whoops, wrong thing to say. His anger flares up again, his face thinning out. I wonder what Edward looked like when he was mad as a human? Wow, random.
"Yes, there's a WHOLE LOT OF ELSE! Every single time you go away from Forks, even for a second, you get in some sort of trouble. You left junior year, and you almost die. You leave senior year, and you are grounded for life. Even though you obviously hate this town, nothing bad has happened to you here. Get over it!"
"Really, nothing? I can think of something. Meeting you!" I instantly regretted that, but it was something I could say that would jeopardize the Cullens, and that was good enough for me.
“Really? You don't like me? I couldn't tell."
“Ha ha ha. Funny, surfer boy. I'm surprised you came up with that. Did Edward help?" Ooh, BURN!
“Oh, shut up.”
“I would say a whole lot more, but your bodyguards will probably be here any minute. So, I'll say one more thing, and this thing I hope you remember."
“What?" I braced myself for something painful.
"Look up." I looked into his face, and his eyes were tearing up, his face reddening like mine does whenever, well pretty much all the time.
“I loved you, Bella. Thanks for breaking my heart." He ran out of the room, leaving me stunned.
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When I walked out of the building, guilt coursing through me, I saw Edward leaning against the truck. I panicked, worried that he was reading Mike's mind and was planning his murder. But all I saw was sympathy in his eyes. For Mike or for me?
"Both."
"What? Can you read my mind?" I tried to laugh, but it came out as a cackle.
“No, it was visible on your face." Stupid face.
“So, I want to know..."
"Yes?"
"Why aren't you killing Mike?"
"Because I knew it wouldn't hurt you, well Alice assured me, and I knew Mike wasn't trying to hurt you."
"What was he trying to do, then?"
“Feel better. He wants to like Jessica, but he was too mad at you. So, he thought if he did that, he would stop being mad. That's why I didn't kill him."
"That movie was wrong. You are so not like Mike." He laughed.
"Come here, you bad movie-watcher." He pounced, ready to strike.
“You can't make me!" I yelled, before running into the fog.
THE END
A/N: Aww! Poor Mike. At first, I wanted to make it like he’s a jerk. But, so many fanfictions are like that. So, I did this instead.
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