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Chapter 4
Bella pov
Bella slowly hoisted her aching body off the floor. Her arms shacking almost uncontrollably as she did so, she felt so dizzy, her world was spinning so quickly she thought she might pass out any second.
The other 3 student who had remained in the room watching her humiliation hurried passed her, avoiding eye contact as they rushed after the whore pack out of the classroom and away from her.
'cowards' she thought scathingly.
Bella reached besides her for her fallen back pack and searched thru the multitude of crap to dig out a tissue.
As soon as she placed the first one next to her face it was already soaked thru with blood. 'fuck' she thought to herself this is going to be a bad one. She had already been to the hospital once this week when she had busted up her knee pretty badly after Mike 'pizza face' Newton had tripped her when she was leaving math class.
Usually she could anticipate a so called prank but on that day she had been distracted with the sheer amount of homework Mr Smith had handed out and the fucker had caught her off guard.
Landing with pressure on her left knee, she thought for a few moments she had torn something, but as she was able to put a little pressure on it she assumed it was just gone make one hell of a bruise.
After limping to her truck she had managed to drag her sorry ass home, where Charlie had insisted she go get it checked out at hospital.
Charlie was a great dad really, he truly cared about her. But for a cop he wasn't the most observant of people. I mean had it never occurred to him that his so called clumsy daughter who was always spinning a tail of how she tripped and fell to explain her injuries never seemed to have these freak falling accidents at home.
The second this thought flitted thru her mind Bella felt instantly guilty.
She was the one who spun these stupid stories. And it wasn't Charlie's fault that apparently she could lie like a pro.
After soaking thru 4 more tissue's her nose bleed seemed to be easing off. She guessed about 45 minutes had gone by since the lunch bell first rang, so she didn't have much time before students started flooding back into the class room.
Bella finally manage to get the her feet, without the need to grab onto the desk for support from dizziness and staggered forward.
She had a plan in place to stumble towards the nearest toilets, check out what kind of damage Tanya had managed to inflict on her face and hide in one of the cubical's till the bells rang, once everyone was in class she could slip away without anyone getting a chance to gawp at her messed up face. She had no doubt the story of her humiliation had already made it's rounds all the way around the school and was currently being re-circulated with major exaggerations added in.
She didn't need the staring and pointing today to add to her already shitty mood.
Surprisingly she made it to the toilets having only seen two other students milling around in the corridor, and as her hair was long she was pretty sure she managed to shield her face from view. And slipped by without detection.
"Jesus" Bella couldn't help but exclaim as she caught site of herself in the mirror.
Staring back at her was an image that belonged in a horror movie. With the amount of blood coating the front of her t-shirt and face she looked like she'd just stepped straight out of Carrie.
Who would have thought a nose could bleed that much.
Sighing she began to clean some of the blood of her face, she could already tell she was going to have two huge black eye's come the morning.
By the time the bell rang to signal the end of lunch Bella had managed to clean the majority of blood from her face so she no longer looked like a serial killers victim just her usual victim self.
She huffed again at this thought and wondered again why they all seemed to hate her so much.
When she had moved here two and a half years ago at the tender age of fifteen, moving away from her mom for the first time to come live with Charlie the dad she had only really seen once a year for two week since the age of 2, she had been a happy outgoing teen.
I mean sure she was never super popular or cool at her old school, but she was in no way bottom of the social ladder. She had friends who loved her and that was all that mattered.
But three days into her new school and Tanya Bloody Denali had somehow taken it into her head to destroy her. And what Bella unfortunately found was, in a smaller school if the queen Bitch decides she doesn't like you, the minions will follow suit. And with such a small population there really wasn't anywhere to hide.
So they all made her life a living hell, trying to out prank each other as to who could inflict the most humiliation or damage at her expense. It was like an ongoing game show with no end in sight.
Trying to put these thoughts aside Bella poked her head around the toilet doors to see if the corridor was deserted.
Once she detected to sign of life, she slipped quietly from her sanctuary and headed for the main exit.
"Hey" a deep velvety voice called to her suddenly.
Bella felt her body tense at the sound, knowing straight away that it was Him.
"Where are you going?" he asked "school hasn't finished yet. Shouldn't you be in class?"
She wanted to keep on walking she really did, she hated him, hated him with a passion that burned so brightly inside her that she felt like she would combust sometimes.
Although he was never the one to inflict these pranks on her he always seemed to be around to watch her get squished, to witness the worst moments of her life. And to stand back and do nothing.
He was a horrible person. She had told herself this so many time's now it was unreal. But apparently despite the fact that she was a clever girl and one of the most cynical, sarcastic people she had ever met, her body's reaction to Edward Cullen was just the same as every airhead in the school.
Goose bumps shimmied along her arms and down the rest of her body. Her nipples tightened under her t-shirt at the mere sound of his voice.
'Traitor' she thought to herself trying to fight her body's reaction.
She could feel him edging his way closer to her.
"So where you off to?" he asked her back as she refused to turn to look at him.
'Damn leg's start walking' she thought to herself, as he got closer and closer.
Just as she kicked herself into gear he reached out and touched her, his hand skimmed down her right arm and stopped lightly at her elbow.
He cleared his throat loudly before beginning "um….are you ok Bella?" he asked in his soft velvety voice, the one she sometimes heard in her dreams.
"Tanya was a bit full on earlier and I was wondering if you were ok?"
Bella wanted to scoff at him, to tell him of course she wasn't ok after Tanya had made her face plant into a tiled floor. But she knew better than to say anything. Two and a half years of keeping her mouth shut made her an expert at swallowing her opinions and taking whatever they threw.
Only for some reason Edward Cullen always made her want to answer back, to yell at him not protecting her for not standing up for her. Like it should be his job or something.
"I…..I…..I'm fine" she managed to stammer. Hoping that would be enough and he would leave her alone.
Apparently not as his hold on her elbow increased and he attempted to turn her around to face him. He really was going all out to witness her humiliation today. Not content with watching the live action he now wanted to view the aftermath as well.
"Bella?" he said her name almost like a question.
She finally turned to him knowing he wouldn't give up till he got his own way. And she'd observed him enough to know he always got his way.
As he caught sight of her face he heard him gasp at what he saw.
"Have you been to the nurse?"
What was with him and all the questions, she felt like she was auditioning for mastermind.
She shook her head slightly to indicate to him that she hadn't deciding engaging him in conversation was probably not the best idea in the word.
"Well don't you think you should?" he continued along the mastermind route.
Bella once again shook her head. No the nurse was worse than hopeless, best just to go home and fix it up herself.
"I'll take you if you want" he offered suddenly.
What was with him today she wondered, peeking at him from under her lash's.
There he was in all him 6 foot 1 glory, lightly muscled body (he was on the school's football team), a glorious dishevelled mop of bronze hair and the most striking pair of green eye's she'd ever seen all encased in the beautiful face before her.
Her breath caught in the back of her throat as she looked at him. He looked so concerned, looking down at her, his gorgeous green eye's seemed filled with worry.
'O god' Bella thought to herself it must be a trick.
He was trying to lure her to follow him, pretending to take her to the nurse's office but really leading her someplace else, where the others would no doubt be waiting to spring yet another nasty trick on her.
She shook her head again more vehemently this time to indicate she didn't want to go and began to back up trying to dislodge his hand from her elbow.
He looked puzzled by her reaction.
"I won't hurt you Bella" he told her in an all too sincere voice "I just want to make sure your ok. You could have a cracked skull or anything with the force you hit the ground"
She tried to back up again to pull away from his persistent hold, and his faked concern, but he simply held his grip and stepped forward with her.
"Cullen" a deep baritone voice called out from the other end of the corridor. Making him jump and instantly drop his hold on her.
His focus now on the mammoth form of his brother Emmett Cullen making his way down the corridor.
As Emmett reached where they were standing he gave a funny little look at them standing so close together gaping at him. Before Bella came to her senses and bolted for the door.
As soon as she was out the building she almost ran to her truck, wondering what the hell that was all about.