Can Broken Shards Ever Mend?
He left her for the popular crowd….…
They bullied her to her breaking point...
He never came so she left…..…..
But what happens when they finally break her?
I co-own this story with my friend Taylor ;D
Prologue~
I giggled as Edward fiddled with my hair, sticking his tongue out adorably. "EEDDDWWAAAARRRDDD!" I whined, "STOP PLAYING WITH MY HAIIIRRR!". Edward softly chuckled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "Bella", he said with a reproachful look, "It's our last day together and I can't play with my best friend?". He pouted and given my his "signature puppy dog eyes". Suddenly a shadow fell over us.
Chapter 1.
I remember that particular moment in time pretty vividly. That was the day that changed my life…and our friendship. I sighed, watching Edward mingle with all the "popular people" and gagged a little. The school whore, I mean queen bee, had walked over to him and had begun a tonsil war with him. Quickly, I averted my eyes, attempting to reject the mental images. Suddenly, a familiar shadow obscured my line of vision and I glanced up to see Tanya.
She wrinkled her nose and smoothed down the imaginary wrinkles of her cheerleading outfit, which consisted of a scrap of fabric and what I liked to describe as underwear but was in truth a piece of string in your butt crack. I swear I walked into a normal high school at the beginning of this year but now that I think about it the popular table resembled what I see as Slut Central.
She had an acidic look on her face and smiled sweetly, tilting her tray ever so slightly so its contents coincidently fell on me. I blanched, pulling out spaghetti strands from my hair and shivered as I saw Edward strutting towards us with a smirk on his face. "Smella, clean yourself up, you are stinking up the lunch room and our reputation is going to be ruined soon if you don't….withdraw from this room NOW", his velvety voice washed over me and I blinked dazedly and blushed, grabbing my bag and fleeing the taunts that echoed down the hallways.
Two Days Later…
The Queen Bee (Tanya; [cue the eye roll]) and her fellow birds stalked over towards me with smirks evident on their faces. I chuckled to myself thinking about the birds and bees and how the name suited them.
"Why Hello Bella" one said.
"Fancy seeing you back here, you little whore"
"Why don't you just crawl back to the rat hole you came from and stop tainting our school's reputation"
"I bet your mum wishes you were never born"
"Probably wondering what'd she ever do to deserve an ugly thing like you" another one said in hushed whisper.
"Oh so you've finally got some sense into ya? Yeah, we're hear to give you a little makeover. Think of it as a present from us to you. Except of course, there's no need for you to return the favour.
Slowly, one by one they called their boyfriends over. Kindly asking them, while grinding their…melons on them, to pin me down. I screamed as they took my limbs and held me down but no one heard me. I took a peek at them and saw the one face I dreaded to see. It was Edward. And he was holding my head in place as one by one the whores chopped my hair. By the end of my horrific makeover, I saw my reflection in one of their compacts and cringed. . ! I grabbed my bag and fled.