BPOV
Its been a week and they are still talking to me... Everyone in the halls and in class still call me names like they always do, but even more because, the Cullen's and Hales are talking to me.
"Bella!" Emmett's voice booms from in the hall.
Everyone in class looks at me.
"She should go die in a whole," Someone says. "I mean like, really? Who could like that?"
Emmett walks in along with Alice and Edward. Emmett... he's... well he's something. I don't think there is anyone who could compare to him.
"Settle down you buffoon," Says Alice.
"Bella!" Emmett yells and gives me a tight hug.
I wince because, of the bruise on my back.
"Are you okay, Bella?" Edward asks when he lets me go.
I nod. "I'm fine."
"So, Bella, I was thinking that maybe we could come over tomorrow since we don't have school?" Says Alice.
"Uh... I don't think that is a good idea."
"Oh, come on! Please?" She begs.
"You cant," I tell her.
"Class time!" Says the teacher.
"We will be over at 2:00."
Great. This wont go well...
~FUCKING PERFECT~
When I get to my locker, Jessica walks up along with Lauren.
"How can you live with yourself?" She asks.
I look at Jessica and reply, "For the same reason you get up in the morning and say to yourself 'its time to torture Bella'."
She scoffs. "I don't waste my morning thinking about you."
I look across the hall to the clock.
"Its 9:26. If you aren't thinking about me, then why the hell are you talking to me?"
"Don't get all smart on us, Swan," Says Lauren.
"Well just because, you two have IQ's of a peanut nub, doesn't mean shit to me," I say and slam my locker shut.
~FP~
"Hello, Bella," Jasper says.
"Hi," I say softly as I pull out my note book.
"How are you doing?" He asks.
"...Fine."
"Why the hesitation?"
"Hi, Bella!," Alice says sitting in the middle of Jasper and I.
"Hi."
"How about we go shopping?" She asks loudly.
How can one girl stay so hyper?
"I don't like shopping," I tell her.
Well that shut her up... I see Jasper laughing and smiling.
"What?" I ask.
"What girl doesn't like shopping?" Alice asks.
"A freak," Answers Tisha.
I pay no attention to her but I see Jasper shooting daggers at her. Tisha instantly looks away and starts talking to Erika.
"Don't pay attention to her darlin," Jasper says. "They just like to make themselves feel better."
I nod slightly still aggravated.
"Please go shopping with Rose and I? Please, please, please?" She all but begs.
"I cant... I don't have any money."
"You don't have to worry about that!"
"My parents wont allow me to go," I try to tell her.
Alice frown a little. "Why not?"
"They're stricked," I answer more like a question.
"I'm sure we can convince them other wise," She Smiles.
"That's not a good idea," I say.
"We can be very convincing."
"Alice Jasper starts.
"But Jasper She says to him.
"I don't think that Bella can shop like you and Rose do."
~FP~
"Sorry about Alice," Edward says as he sits down next to me in the library.
I shrug slightly. "Its fine..."
"Why don't you eat lunch?" Edward asks with curious eyes.
"You don't eat lunch," I tell him.
"I eat a big breakfast. Why don't you eat lunch?"
"Not hungry," I lie.
"Do you eat breakfast at least?"
"Not really..." I tell him truthfully.
"Why not?" He asks.
Because, I'm fat, hideous, shouldn't be alive, ect.
"Don't like breakfast," I say to him.
"Can I take you out tomorrow?"
I shake my head. "I have to clean the house..."
"Then what about Sunday?"
"I- I don't know."
"Please think about it?"
"I'll think about it."
Edward smiles. "Good."
I look down at my math home work and bite my lip.
~FP~
When I get home, Charlie is in his chair watching T.V in his boxers. I don't understand why people ask me how I can live with myself, when the real question is, how can they live with themselves?
"Bella," Charlie says.
I don't answer him.
"Answer me!" He yells and stands up.
"What?" I ask looking at him.
His footsteps are loud as he stomps over to me and back hands me. I stumble into the wall.
"Don't talk to me in that tone of voice!" He yells and pulls me up by my hair making me whimper. "Now go get me a beer you worthless bitch," He shoves me towards the kitchen.
When I step in the kitchen, I see Renee in nothing but a lace bra and a pair of lace panties to go with it.
"Whats up you dumb bitch?" Renee asks.
I only glance at her as I grab out a bottle of beer then go take it to Charlie.
"Go up to your room," Charlie tells me.
He acts like I wasn't going to do that in the first place.
"I suggest you don't come back down here for at least an hour," Renee tells me. "Both Charlie and I have an itch we cant scratch."
"You are sick," I tell her and go up to my room, locking my door behind me.
Taking off my shirt, I go over and put on a tank top. When I go over to my bed side table, I take out my razor. I sit on the edge of my bed and lick a part of my wrist then make a cut deep enough to bleed. I almost instantly feel relief cover my body. I close my eyes as I let the blood run down and paint my skin red. It feels good. I used to hate blood, but I have gotten used to it. This cut just adds to the collection of scars. I started cutting myself to rid any pain I felt at age eleven. People, I soon found out, are cruel and hurtful and hateful. They are... more than evil. There are no words to really describe them. I never understood why people were so cruel to me...
I still don't. I open my eyes and grab a tissue to clean up. Holding tissue to my wrist, I go to the bathroom and rinse off my skin then put a band-aid on it. After I go back into my room and lock the door, I start to take my clothes off. I look in my mirror. I can see my bones clearly because, they pop out. Turning around, I look at my back. There are two huge bruises from where Charlie and Renee hit me a few days ago. Turning back around I look at my face.
Its red. Of course it is. I hear Renee screaming Charlie's name. How did I become so lucky to have two wonderful loving and caring parents?
Cue the sarcasm.
A/N: So what did you guys think? What did you guys think about when Bella looks in the mirror? REVIEW! :D