Disclaimer: I own nothing and I mean nothing Twilight related, we all know which lucky lady made that fuckawesomeness up!

Yes, I'm back again. Yes, it's something new. Yes, I have lots of unfinished projects. Yes, I cannot help it. My brain just works over time and my fingers just like to type...sometimes!

So this one is different again, Bella is a little psycho! She has a very foul mouth always effin it 'n' jeffin it, so sorry if that offends anyone but that's just the way she rolls. This story is also set where I live here in the United Kingdom, it is nothing fancy but I was sick to death of damn Forks LOL.

Chapters are not going to be long and I don't know how many chapters there will be but I'll let you know when I know...you can catch me on twitter LadyTwilight86, please feel free to share your secret porn stash with me *waggles eyebrows*

Bella:

"Sometimes in life, things are not always as they first appear to be are they? I thought Jacob and I would last the distance, get married, have two-point-four children and live the dream. I was wrong on so many levels it's unreal. Everything we had was based on a lie... nothing was as it seemed. Not only was our relationship based on lies but Jacob was not the man I thought he was. Instead of being the loving, caring, selfless most beautiful guy I had ever met, he was a vindictive liar, a spiteful monster... and worst of all... he was a murderer... a fucking assassin!" I explained to my therapist.

My mum suggested I talk to a 'professional' and it was my first session since Jake had been arrested and locked up. He got fifteen years, which I thought was absurd, he had killed a fuck-ton of people and got paid for it... he should have gotten longer. He should have been told he would have to rot in that place.

Angela Webber... said therapist was jotting away on her little note pad for a few minutes. She looked up to me. "Isabella, what kind of impact do you think this has made on your life?"

I stared at her like she was fucking dumb. "We live in Pudsey, on the outskirts of Leeds for Christ sake. It's a cute little market town as you know and I love living here but shit like that doesn't happen, that stuff just happens in movies right?" She nodded. "Wrong Angela my dear, that shit happens in real life. I have the proof." I ran my fingers through my hair. "I have lived here with my parents, Charlie, my dad and my mother Renee all my life and I met Jake when he moved here and attended the same school as me. I was popular back in high school and Jake and I hit it off almost straight away, his bold, dark, intense brown eyes were the first thing to draw me towards him. They were beautiful and I could just get lost within them for hours, days, weeks, it didn't matter... he was mine. His large, toned, buff body also helped, I was a sucker for the muscles back in the day, but I see now they're over rated." I reeled off, Jesus... it was like I had word vomit... they just kept on coming and all the while I'm secretly wondering why on earth I was talking about that bastards eyes.

Webber nodded her head. "This is good... please carry on." She offered with a sparkle in her eye.

She was fucking loving this! Only a therapist could love sick shit like this, she'll have a fucking field day reciting my horrendous life to her husband!

"I fell hard for him and then I find out that he's not really a marketing executive but a fucking assassin, a hit man... goes around blowing peoples fucking heads clean off... I mean seriously Angela do I really have to answer how it has impacted on my life? Is it not blatantly fucking obvious?" I was getting mad to say the least, I mean was this chick for real? She only looked the same age as me if not younger, thinking she knows every-fucking-thing but yet knows sweet FA.

She side-eyed me. "I think it is important that you get everything off your chest. Once it is all out in the open, we can start to fix the part of you that is broken."

Fix?

I sat tapping my foot on the floor, trying to keep my cool but to no avail... I have a hot head, I get it from my father. "You know what Webber? I'm sorry to have wasted your time but I've had it with this bullshit... I am not something that you can fix... I am not broken. I'm just a little fucked in the head... I'll see myself out." I got up and stormed out of her office, leaving her rendered speechless but still writing on that damn note pad.

I ran down the three flights of stairs and pushed my way through the double doors and on to the street, I was so glad of the fresh air. I fumbled around in my bag for my cigarettes and lit one up, taking a big mother fucking drag. That bitch therapist had royally pissed me off. I lent up against the wall, watching all of the shoppers go about their business. I was in Bradford, I mean I had to drive twelve miles for this bullshit session, it was a waste of my time and my diesel. I threw my fag butt on the ground and stumped it out with my foot before setting off to get my car and get out of this shitty town.

I was just sat at a red light minding my own business, Coldplay blasting through the sound system of my Volkswagen Golf attempting to calm my mood when I was jerked forward... hard.

Some cunt had rammed into the back of me.

"You have got to be FUCKING KIDDING ME!" I screamed at the top of my voice, like the psycho bitch I am, causing the soothing sound of Chris Martin's voice to disappear.

I smacked my steering wheel with both hands while looking through my rear view mirror. A silver Volvo was right up my ass... a fucking Volvo. Whoever was driving that piece of shit had better pray to the lord above because today was not a good day to pummel into the back of me.

I told you she was psycho :). Jake will not be in this story, there will however be references to him throughout, as you can probably tell by the title, this will not be Bella's one and only therapy session with freaky little Angela. Bella has more problems than just Jacob and believe me, Edward is not going to know what has just hit him... unlike Bella who just got a Volvo up her ass ;)

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