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Name's Cherolyn, but I go by Cher. I celebrate a birthday on the thirtieth of December. And I was born in the year of the Monkey.

Fandoms: Twilight, The Walking Dead, Once Upon A Time, Bones, The Secret Circle, New Girl, Glee, Harry Potter, Marvel, Pirate Of The Carribean, and Transformers.

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Rest In Peace, Daddy. August 24th, 1967 to July 14th, 2011 My worlds makes no sense without you here.


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Saturday, April 7, 2012
Guitar Strings & Fancy Things posted at 6:16 PM


FF.net: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7978563/1/Guitar_Strings_and_Fancy_Things


Guitar Strings & Fancy ThingsPrologue: Disbelief

dis·be·lief/disbəlēf/Noun:

1. Inability or refusal to accept that something is true or real.2. Lack of faith in something.

I stared at Edward in complete disbelief. How could he believe that I ever had negative intentions? How could he be thrown so off balance by one fucking woman?

He glared back at me, green eyes filled with anger and hurt. "I trusted you, Bella! I thought you were my friend!"

"I am your friend!" I snapped back, drawing in a shaky breath.

He shook his head, stalking away from me and towards the front door. I watched him with guarded eyes, trying to keep myself from falling apart.

"No, you're not. A friend doesn't scheme behind my back. A friend doesn't do the things you did to break a couple up. Jacob had the right idea, leaving you behind for Leah."

If I had been closer to him, I was almost certain he would have been smacked. He'd hit that soft spot in my shield, the one that finally allowed a broken sob to rack my chest. I shook my head at his accusations.

At him.

This wasn't the Edward I knew. He would have never treated me like this. He wouldn't have believed the lies he'd been fed. Because I knew he hadn't thought this up on his own. I knew it in the pit of my stomach, and the growing hole in my heart.

This man before me didn't care that I was being torn apart by someone he claimed to love. He didn't understand that I had been framed.

Instead, he opened the door and told me to leave and never come back.

So I did, without glancing back. I didn't attempt to defend myself because I knew that no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't change a thing.

Tanya had gotten into his head, and tricked his mind. She had won, just like she said she would.