Bella's POV

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the angel laying next to me.
"Good morning, love. I was just about to wake you. School starts in 20 minutes. Get dressed."
I jumped out of bed, careful not to let any skin show, and ran down the hall to the bathroom to wash up.
I got out the shower and stood on the scale. 98 pounds. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was hideous. How could Edward ever love something as fat and ugly as me?
Even though I had lost over 10 pounds since Edward left, I was still over-weight! I haven't eaten since the second week the Cullens were gone which is just as well. Someone my size shouldn't eat at all.

I ran downstairs to find Edward frying eggs.
"Oh, you don't have to make breakfast, Edward!" I said, quickly.
"That's alright. I've already finished," he replied, laying the eggs in front of me. No. Oh, no. I couldn't eat this.
"No! I had a big supper last night," I lied. "Where's Charlie?"
"He left for work about an hour ago."
As Edward threw the eggs in the trash I headed towards my truck.

The drive was silent and I got the impression that Edward was thinking about something.
Before we got out of the truck he turned to me. "Are you alright, Bella?"
"Of course," I said, hurriedly. "Why?"
"You just seem a bit…off this morning," he said.
"I'm fine," I promised, but I looked away. I couldn't look at his face and lie. Of course this was such as frequent lie I was getting good at making it sound convincing.

The day passed easily. Especially with Edward and I being in almost every class together.
Then lunch came.
I was sitting at the Cullens table and, just like them, I had nothing on my plate.
"Not hungry today, Bella?" Emmett asked with a smirk.
"I guess not," I said flatly.
"Bella?" Alice turned to me. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
I knew what she wanted to talk about. Of course she knew about me not eating. She would have had a vision.

I walked out the cafeteria with her until we were far enough away that her family couldn't hear us.
"Okay, Bella. Explain." She was waiting expectantly for that explanation. And I wasn't going to give her one. Instead I decided to play dumb.
"Explain what?"
"Why you haven't been eating!" She looked exasperated.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
She seemed to take a deep breath, as if to clam herself down.
"Listen, Bella. I know what you're doing to yourself –"
"Does Edward know?" I cut her off frantically. Surely he would have brought it up…
"No. I've been keeping it out of my thoughts. But I will tell him if I have to."
"What do you mean?"
She looked at me long and hard.
"Bella, you have to stop. You have to eat something. This isn't healthy!"
"I can't, Alice! I just can't eat! Can we please just let this drop?" I started to walk away but she pulled me back sharply.
"No! Bella I am going to try my best and attempt to help you but-"
"I DON"T NEED HELP!" I was starting to get frustrated.
She glared at me but continued. "-but if I can't help you then I WILL tell Carlisle. Or worse Edward."
I looked at her in shock. She wouldn't. Would she?
"Think about it," she said. "Would you rather have me checking on you or Carlisle? Or Edward?"
I didn't know what to do so I started crying. "What do you want from me?"
"I want you to tell me that you're going to try."
"Fine." Then I ran. Out of the school. Straight to my truck. Then straight home.

How could Alice do this to me?
I was mad, and crying and I was just upset. With myself. With Alice. With the fact that I couldn't eat.
I arrived home and I knew that Edward wouldn't be far behind me so I took some time to wipe my face and clean up a bit.
Then the anger set in.
Who did Alice think she was anyway?

I was angry. She couldn't make me change.
She WOULDN'T make me change.

If there was one thing I knew, it was that I wasn't going to change for anyone.
No matter how much she threatens me.