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Chapter two: Confrontations

I entered my sixth period class and was immediately disappointed when I didn`t see my lab partner anywhere. I frowned and took my seat.

He`s probably running late. I considered in my head. I bit my lip in anxiousness as I waited for him to walk through that door any possible minute. When Mr. Banner started to begin class, my heart sank as I determined that he wasn`t going to show up today. I sighed, understanding that my plan was left out for tomorrow.

The next day… it was in the same order as it was as yesterday. He didn`t come to school today either. My curiosity strived up as he continuously began being absent for the majority of the week. Hell, for all I would know, he probably moved or something.

Then on Monday, as I entered Biology, he was there. My breath caught as my eyes inspected his beautiful form. He was wearing a white short sleeved shirt, showing me a perfect view of his muscular forearms. I bit my lip and walked over to him casually, plopped my things on top of the lab table and took my seat behind me.

I started drawing animations on my notebook when I heard it. It was so musical and soft, like velvet. I literally melted into the sound. It was like a lullaby.

"I`m Edward Cullen." The voice spoke. I gasped, and turned my head to the god beside me. I looked up into the strangest yet beautiful pair of golden eyes; so unlike what I had witnessed last week. "Are you okay?"

I shook my head, diminishing the thought. "Yes, sorry, I spaced out. What?" I asked, stupidly, a blush coloring my cheeks.

"I wanted to apologize for my behavior last week and introduce myself properly. I`m Edward Cullen." He declared. "You must be Isabella, am I correct?"

Edward…

I shook my head again. "Yes, um, you are. How did you know my name?" I blurted out without thinking.

He stared at me incredulously "Everybody in this small gloomy town is most likely to know the new resident, whom is the daughter of the Chief of police." He raised an eyebrow. My heart sped.

"Yeah, how stupid of me." I laughed nervously. "Why are you talking to me now?"

He shrugged. "I… felt, bad."

Of course he would, that would be the only reason a god like him would talk to me; out of pity, like he felt obligated to do so. "You didn`t have to though, if you didn`t want." I stated.

He shrugged and glared at me. "Can we just listen to Mr. Banner before you really make me regret ever even speaking a word to you?" he snapped. I flinched, which hadn`t got unnoticed. He continued to glare at me until I faced the front of the class and focused on the teacher.

"Today we will be leaning about the phrases of mitoses…" Mr. Banner trailed off, although, my thoughts focused on something else.

Why was he so mean to me? What did I do? I was just simply reassuring him on… oh god, my life it messed up! I groaned softly, placing my hands at either side of my head and squeezing gently. I was so confused and mad. Ugh!

I could already feel the tears start at the corner of my eyes. Ugh! What the hell was this boy's problem? Why was he making me cry so damn much? God, dammit! I bit my lip as the tears rolled down my cheeks and to my jaw; I was starting to get a headache. No! I scrubbed the tears away with my hand quickly and raised my hand. I quickly caught Mr. Banner`s attention.

"Ms. Swan is there something wrong?" he asked, kindly, obvious to the tears filling my eyes.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" I smashed my lips together as my stomach turned.

Approximately, he noticed and nodded is head roughly. "Do you want someone to accompany you?"

"No thank you." I left the classroom without a pass and ran to the girl's bathroom. I dashed inside a stall and threw up in the toilet. I flushed the toilet and sobbed as the tears ran. I washed my mouth with water from the sink once I was out of the stall and washed my face once the tears ceased.

I had no idea that a person could possibly hate me so strongly after a few words said to them. This wasn`t how I planned to confront him, heck! I didn`t even expect him to ever show up to school again. But, regardless of my behavior, I was going to confront him, now was my chance, and I wasn`t going to let him ruin in it.

I held my guard up and strode out of the bathroom, head held high up. I marched into Biology just as the bell rang for 7th period. I grabbed my things, glad that Edward was still placing his books in his bag.

Once everyone was out of the classroom, I faced him. "What is your problem?"

He glared at me. "What do you mean `what is my problem?' I don`t need a small little girl to ask something that is far from her business." He snapped.

"Yes, it is my business. Ever since the day I started school, you have acted like a total douche bag towards me! What did I do to make you despise me so much?'

"You really want to know what my problem is?" he asked. I nodded, furiously. "You! You are my problem! Ever since you came here my life has turned into a living HELL! I wished, the whole time last week that you were just a figment of my imagination, which you would just go back to where you came from. But now as I can see, you are not a figment, no, you are far worse than that, you are a fiend, sent from hell to make my life slowly roll downhill." He admitted. I stared at him in shock; tears once again fell out of my eyes as I stared at him.

He walked past me, leaving the room silently. I gasped lightly and clutched my chest. It felt like someone had just stabbed me in the chest repeatedly. I flew out of school, leaving my things behind me without a care, and into the cool air of Forks. I stopped abruptly as I stared at my truck across the lot. I didn`t want to go home, no I didn`t. I wanted to be alone, where nobody could see me break down into a big wuss. I ran to my truck, swung the door open, and got in, started the engine and drove off.

I drove off the road and into the forest. Not far in the journey, I found myself pulling up in front of a meadow. I hopped out of my truck and walked over to it leisurely. It was truly beautiful, despite the low-lying grass, it was magnificent. There were flowers lying on the moist grass, almost everywhere.

I sat down in the middle of the meadow just as the sun shimmered down on me. It was like the first time seeing the sun, which, it was in an uncanny way, due to my personal issues. I sighed and enfolded my arms around my bents knees and cried, because really, it was the only thing I could muster in my broken state. I had no idea how a person could affect me like Edward did, well, except for… him. But, Edward, he was like a missing piece of a puzzle. He reacted so badly towards me the first day for no reason at all. I mean, I could understand if he wanted to keep the lab table to himself, if that was his problem before, but his confession today just broke my heart into pieces, again.

Now, thinking back to those loathsome words he spat at me, made me feel useless. It made me feel like I was nothing, like I didn`t deserve to be alive. I even found myself wishing my parents had never conceived me, knowing life would be far better without me here.

I stayed there, watching as the sky slowly turned in a dark sky. I knew I should have been getting up to go home, but I didn`t have the heart to move an inch.

I felt my eyes drop and body fall limp to the ground below me as drifted off to sleep, after all that has happened this blustery day…

"…Charlie..." I felt two strong arms wrap around me. One lifting me legs off the floor and another lifting my back, I should have panicked, but I didn`t have the strength to. The wind flowing around I and the stranger suddenly turned stronger as if we were running.

Soon after, we stopped and I heard two hastily footsteps running towards me.

"Bella," It was Charlie`s voice. He sounded scared. I forced my eyes to open but failed. I felt a warm hand lightly touch my arm. "I`ll take her from here, Jake." Then I was being shifted into the arms of my father. I snuggled into his chest, my eyes still closed, and drifted off to sleep once again, where I could forget about all my worries.

The dim light glimmered through the thin lacy yellow curtain of my bedroom. I felt stressed. My body was painfully rigid as I sat up in bed, my bones cracking in the process. My cheeks felt hot, like I`d just been burned; and they felt rough beneath my fingertips as I stroked it. I sighed and unfocusedly stood up from bed, but quickly fell down towards the floor. I landed flat on my face, groaning as I stood right back up, I headed downstairs.

Charlie was seated by the dining room table while reading the paper and sipping a mug full of coffee. He noticed my presence as soon as I slipped down on the first step. He hustled over to help me up, worriedly saying something about being careful.

"Thanks." I said as he helped me walk over to the dining table, carefully sitting me down on the seat across from his.

"No problem, Bells. Are you alright?" he asked.

I scoffed. "Yeah, don`t worry. You disabled child can fend for herself, besides, I fell down upstairs too."

He shook his head. "No, I mean. Are you alright?" he articulated. I furrowed my brows in question. "Bella, you`ve been crying all night, complaining about… about…" he struggled to say.

"About who, Charlie? Who? Tell me." I pressed.

"Edward."

His name rolled off his lips testing to see if I would react. Suddenly, the room started spinning around me. It was like I could hear is voice after these two passing months. It was like he was right here with me; but the truth was, that no matter how much I hoped, how much I pleaded and cried. He was not there.

"Bella."

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