Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. But I do however own the plot. I just got a little too enthusiastic on writing a story that I borrowed Stephenie Meyers character names to create mine.

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Take away the sensation inside
Bitter sweet migraine in my head
Its like a throbbing toothache of the mind
I can't take this feeling anymore So give me Novocaine

- Green Day

My little stunt from last weekend earned me a very reputable image from everyone who attended the party. Want to know why? Simple, because as I sit here in my work cubicle I can hear Maggie blabbering about how I embarrassed myself and my parents that weekend. The bitch was one of the people who witnessed it because my father invited her employees to that soiree. Maggie kept rehashing the story to everyone from our department. From how I slapped the hell out of Renee and cussed throughout the night till security escorted me out of the ballroom.

I forgot to mention I am working for my father as a creative director for Swan Web Designs. It so happens that the said bitch also works alongside me. Snapping out from whatever I was typing in my MacBook I made my way to where Maggie is gossiping. Bitch needs to be slapped too so she would shut up. But before I could say anything my all too loyal best friend did the beating for me. She walked up to Maggie or more like strutted down like she's on the runway because that girl has legs that could go on for days.

"You know what, Maggie? Why don't you shut the fuck up and get back to work! Last time I checked this isn't high school so grow up you insecure bitch!" Tanya bellowed at Maggie giving her the "bitch don't mess with me" look.

Maggie looked like the deer caught in the head lights as she scurried off back to her cubicle. Our co-workers who once were listening to her intently got back to work immediately. Those people just got russian slapped. Tanya then took me by the arms and led me back to the pantry. She is such a brutal person.

"Ok. Looks like I missed something good this weekend. Care to share to me, bestie?" Tanya says crossing her arms in front of her. I shuddered at her endearment to me. I never liked pet names but she insisted it.

I rolled my eyes at her. "The Russian inquisition begins." I mumbled, leaning my back on the counter.

"You bet your ass it begins. So spill!" She says in a commanding voice.

As much as I love Tanya sometimes this whole alpha female personality gets into my nerves. I want to strangle her right now so I won't have to tell her the things that happened because I don't get the best feeling when I kept replaying it. Still I have too. She was the first person I gotten close with. Can you imagine a strawberry blonde hair goddess walked to you with a cup of coffee and offered it you then saying "You and I will be great friends". Yeah! Fat chance, right? But it did happen. Ever since then we were inseparable. Tanya knew how much I loathe Renee from being a pushy mother but never the real reason. I have a hard time telling the truth because I did it once but he never believed me. Instead left me.

"Well what do you want to know?" I sighed.

"Everything! The juicy details and why Maggie the bitch feels like she just won the fucking lottery as she re-tell over and over again the story I don't understand." Tanya says sounding very frustrated.

"Ok. Renee is marrying Charlie again." Tanya's eyes widened at what I said but I held my hand up to her indicating to stop. She nodded. "I slapped the bitch in the face. And called her all the names that the bible wouldn't dare to write or speak." I finished with a smirk.

I was so proud of myself that night as I recall it. Bitch didn't see what was coming to her. She thought it will be all okay because it's been years but clearly she doesn't know me. I am one motivated motherfucker, no pun intended, not like that anyways. But you get what I mean.

Suddenly my feet was off the ground. And I was spinning. Damn! Tanya! She was yet again using one of her super strength. I swear sometimes I think she's on steroids from her Un lady like actions.

"I am so fucking proud of you, bestie!" Tanya cooed setting me down my feet. "Dammit! Know I so regret leaving town that weekend." She pouted sadly.

I chuckled at her expression. "I did force you to ditch your parents but you wouldn't budge so its all your fault."

"Will I get to see a repeat of that performance any time soon?" She asked with pleading eyes.

I thought for a second before answering her. Will she ever see? Hell yes! Renee wasn't phased by my outburst that night. I know she plans on staying saying she still loves Charlie and wants to make amends to me for what she did. She can kiss my ass for all I care but I won't believe her for a fucking second. For all I know the bitch is broke and needs my dads funds to live. For that I won't stop making her life miserable as mine.

I looked at her with glitter in my eyes. "Oh you will definitely see a repeat. Not once not twice but many times."

MOPL-MOPL-MOPL

After the Russian Inquisition I went back to work. I was swamped with new proposals from clients. All of which is deadlined on Friday. I may be a junkie but still I need to work to support my refills.

When I started working for my dad we had an agreement that I will be treated just like an ordinary employee. I didn't want to use the fact that he is my father so he better put me in a nice good position. I wanted to earn things by my own. No matter what it takes or how hard it gets I will only be responsible for all the things that will happen to me.

"Bella, Mr. Swan needs you in his office." I hear Mrs. Cope my fathers assistant say as she saunters her way to me.

I looked at her confused at the moment. "Sure. I'll be in there in a sec."

Oh boy can my day get any worse? First, Maggie and now Charlie. Way to go, Bella! I have never been called into his office before. Or when I do he calls me himself. I could feel a dread coming. I'll be needing my special friend if I'm going in there. Taking a pill in my purse I quickly made my way to the bathroom. Looking at myself at the mirror I can't help but be disgusted with myself. I've become someone I never wanted to be. I'm not a drug addict. It feels that way but I really am not. I just do this because its the only way I can keep the pain from resurfacing in me. Sometimes it's not really effective because I crack.

My once flushed cheeks was now cold pale white. My once luscious mahogany brown hair looks like dirt now. And my once big happy brown doe eyes is nothing but pain and sorrow now. So whatever that I'm about to do now is nothing.

I carefully chewed the pill of ecstasy. Making sure I only use my front teeth as I do. The last thing I needed is for it to get stuck on my molars. I'm not into wasting pills. The taste of ecstasy is terrible but the effect it gives me when I chewed it is amazing. Five minutes later the effect finally kicked in. I feel so fucking happy my little ecstasy bubble is now present. The feeling is hard to describe. I just know that my whole body is experiencing a very pleasant vibrations.

Fixing myself up I knocked on Charlie's door and let myself in. I can see he is seated at the couch of his office. He looks fucking silly with a mustache. I giggled at that thought. He would make a great porn star out of himself. Chicks dig that thing. But not me, cause that would be gross. He is my father for gods sake. When he finally noticed me he gestured for me to sit in the chair in front of him so I did.

"Bella, we need to talk about what happened last weekend." Charlie started, looking at me seriously.

I laughed at him running my hands over my hair. Is it just me or his mustache moved along with his mouth as he talked? Maybe it has a life on its own. Hmmm... I tried to calmed myself but I just can't stop laughing. Damn him and his stupid mustache!

"What the? Are.. Are you high, Bells?" I hear him ask me but I can't stop laughing. I was now also full force gripping my hair that I think it's about to come off my head but I can't stop. I love the feeling it gives me.

It was then that Charlie is now in front of me kneeling, my face is in his hands looking at me with worry in his eyes. Again, in my state of mind I just laughed. God it feels so good.

"Motherfucker! You are!" He says as he sat back looking defeated.

I tried to talk but nothing comes out of my lips. Laughing was all I did till I had the urge in me to scream as I pull out a chunk of hair from my head with my bare hands. Charlie looked alarmed and was by my side again. He took my chunk of hair from me tossing it somewhere I don't know. He was now gripping my arms tightly that I liked the way it felt. Instead of pain I felt warmth and vibrations shooting from my arms.

"God that feels so fucking good." I hear myself say.

"Jesus, Bella! When did do you start doing drugs?" Charlie asked still gripping my arms.

I don't know what came into me but I just had the feeling to talk to him about how Im feeling, so I do.

"Remember the day that I lost everything? That's when it started." I looked seriously at him in the eye. His face changed from worry to regret. Damn straight!

Charlie shooked his head. "No. That can't be true. I would have known." He muttered to himself. I just stared at him. "We can fix this, Bells. I'll get you a therapist, you'll go to rehab. You'll be good in no time."

Anger filled my whole body from what he said. How dare he! "Aaaaaaaahhh! No!" I pushed off of me making him stumble back the floor. I rose from my sit and started pacing. "You can't fix me! I'm not a fucking toy that you can just take to the repair shop so I could be good as new! I'm a fucking person who has feelings!"

Charlie flinched at what I said. "Bells, I didn't mean it like that. I just know that we can get pass this. I know a great doctor and support group you can go to. I'll arrange it as soon as possible. Trust me, Kiddo."

"Trust? You bring that bitch into my life like nothing happened! You betrayed me! I can't trust you! And no amount of therapist and rehab can fix me! But you know what will? If I get to kill Renee just like what she did to me." I seethed at him.

"Enough!" He shouted. "I love your mother, she loves me and she loves you too..."

I cut him off. "She doesn't fucking love me nor you! She's only using you and me! That's how its always been! Renee only loves herself! If she did she wouldn't have murdered me! She wouldn't have taken it away! She would have let me be. Made me handle things the way I wanted it. But no! She just had to take it all away! Everything I loved she took it and left me for dead! And you know it! She killed me, Charlie. She fucking did!"

With that I fucking broke down and sobbed. I haven't cried for years but seeing her last weekend, knowing that she would be once again be a part of my life made me crack. I feel all the pain that I hid. It was very present now even though I just took a pill. Fucking bitch is bursting my bubble. Fuck her!

Charlie took a step towards me but I stopped him.

"Don't just don't." I cried hugging myself. "I can't. I really can't. But if you really want to be with her then fine. Enjoy a life full of hell and misery with her. I won't be a part of a scheme. Love is overrated, DAD!"

I turned around from him and walked to the door. But before I open the door I gave him one last look. "And just so you know Charlie, everyone lies."