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BPOV
Beep, beep, beep
Dumb alarm clock. Well I guess it's time to go to hell/high school. I rolled out of bed and slid on my kakis cargo shorts and dark blue lacey tank top with my white form fitting hoodie over. I lazily pulled my dark hair into low pig tails then yanked my blue hat over. Last I pulled on my black low top converse and trudged down stairs to find a pleasant Renee and Charlie next to an angry Emmett
Renee and Charlie adopted me this summer after my father died and I ran away from my abusive mother. They don't know why I ran away and weren't going to find out.
Emmett didn't know everything but he knew enough. He grabbed my wrist and forcefully and pulled me into the privacy of the living room. I gasped in pain and he gave me a venomous look. He pulled the sleeve of my hoodie up and groaned.
"Look Em, before you freak out they're just a few cuts and will heal as long as I don't scratch them."
"God Bella! This is getting ridiculous. I can't even believe you when you say that anymore. You need to tell someone and I will do it for you if I find one more hole. Ugh not only do you have to cut but you have to shoot yourself up too." He yelled in a hushed voice so his parents wouldn't hear us.
"Look Em I got it under control. And if you tell someone it won't help I'll just leave you like I left my mother." I hated using that against him but I had to, what would happen if someone knew. Even Em only thought I didn't this because I was depressed, he didn't know that whole story and never would.
He gave me a defeated look then closed his eyes. "Just go to school or something. I'll meet you there."
At that moment I wished I was capable of love. If anyone deserved it, it was Emmett. That's why I couldn't tell him the whole truth he did nothing to deserve this pain.