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Chapter 4: Bitch braul, detention:

"So, did you meet any friends at school today?" Charlie asked, taking a long swig of water.

"Yes. I met Angela Webber, Ben, Alice Cullen, and Rosalie Hale today. I also met Edward."

Charlie frowned at the last part, but I didn't know why. "Bells, I know this sounds strange, but try to be nice to the Cullen boy."

"Dad, why should I? He's been nothing but cold to me all day!"

"Bella, he's been through a lot in the last few years. Just promise me that you'll at least try to be sivil? He's not a bad kid, he's just had a very hard

past."

I sighed in defeat. "I promise."

Charlie nodded and after clearing away the dishes, I said good night to him and took a shower. As I lay in bed that night, my mind spun with thoughts of

today. Why couldn't I get Edward Cullen out of my head? I rolled over in bed and punched my pillo into a more comfortable position. Tomorrow would be very

interesting. I was just glad Charlie didn't know about my detention session.

EPOV:

I slid behind the wheel of my Volvo after school. Damn that Isabella girl. Why did she have to be so perfect all the time? Everyone liked her, everyone thought she was something wonderful just because she could stand up to me. I briefly wondered if everyone thought of me the way Isabella did. Surely I wasn't that bad of a person. I thought back over the things I had done over the past few years. Or maybe I was. Either way, I had more pressing things to worry about. I was currently heading for Erin, one of my friend's houses to think of something to do this weekend.

I was surprised when I got to his house to see Jack, Toney, and Brad also at Erin's house. Toney and Brad were in some sort of argument. I got out of the car and walked slowly over to see what the problem was.

"Man, what the hell you arguing about?" I said, as I walked up.

They completely ignored me. "What the fuck you duin hittin on my girl?" Brad sounded like he wanted to kill Toney is someone didn't step in soon.

"What can I say man? She's just too damn sexy for her own good."

"You grabbed her ass and asked her if she wanted to come back to your place," Brad shouted.

I couldn't help but feel a little disgusted at my own friend. Out of all of us, Toney was the worst. He was cold, good looking, and one of the biggest assholes I'd ever met in my life, but we were friends for some reason.

"Well, it didn't look like you were gonna do anything for her you sexually repressed,"

That was as far as Toney got before Brad leapt forward and slammed his fist into Toney's face. "You basterd!" he shouted in pure rage. "if you ever touch her again, I'll make sure your life is a living hell."

Toney stared in shock for about two seconds, then lifted Brad off the ground and slammed him into the wall. "When are you going to learn not to mess with me you cocky son of a bitch!" he shouted and released him, he slid down the wall.

"Hey!" Erin said, coming forward. "No fighting at my house!"

They ignored him completely as Brad jumped up and kicked Toney in the stomach. I had had enough. Without thinking, I ran forward and stepped between them. "Both of you stop it right now! This is neither the time, nor the place for you dumb asses to be fighting. Toney, you know how protective Brad is of his girl and doing what you did was not only stupid, but you're eighteen, meaning she could press charges if she wanted to. Brad, attacking him like that at Erin's house was also stupid."

Brad lowered his head in shame, but Toney stepped in front of me, rage evident on his face. "You callin me stupid, fag?"

I glared back at him in fury. "First of all, I'm not a fag. If you want proof, ask half the female population of this hellhole of a highschool. Second of all, no I am not calling you stupid. I simply stated that the things you did were incredibly stupid."

Toney stepped closer to me, I could smell the alcohol on his breath now. "Burn in hell, Cullen."

Then he ran at me, fist swinging. I easily sidestepped and watched him ran straight into the wall. He turned and came toward me again. I easily dodged his fist and gasped in horror when his fist connected with Erin's windshield. There was a loud crack! And I saw a new spiderweb design on it. Toney was so angry now that I could have sworn there was smoke coming out of his ears. Erin stepped up close to inspect the damage to his car.

"What the fuck? I thought I told you to stop!" he shouted. Then, all hell broke loose. Erin punched Toney. Toney ran and tackled Erin to the ground. I saw Jack with a cell phone to his ear and ran over, pulling Toney off of Erin. Erin jumped up and glared at Toney who was glaring at me.

"Jesus Christ Cullen, what was that for?"

I glared angrily down at him. "Erin said three times no fighting at his house. Then what do you go and do? You go and break his windshield. I'd love to see him trying to explain this one to his parents," I said, keeping a tight hold on Toney.

"Don't worry about his parents," came a very familiar voice from behind me. "We'll do that ourselves. In the mean time, Cullen, come with us down to the station. Your parents will have to pick you up there."

I sat in the chair I was offered and looked across the desk at Chief Swan. He had a sad look on his face as he stared back. "My god Cullen, why do you get yourself involved in these things?"

"It wasn't my fault. I was just trying to break it up and that mother, I mean Toney came at me. I was just trying to defend myfelf."

Chief Swan sighed and leaned back in his chair. "You're a good kid, Cullen. Why do you even hang around people like Toney anyway?"

"Isn't that a bit personal sir?" I tried to keep my voice even and failed miserably.

The chief just sighed and let Alice and Emmett into the room. "Well, looks like Little Eddy's in a bit of a bind doesn't it?" Emmett boomed, shaking the police chief's hand. "Met your daughter today. She's nice."

Charlie nodded. "I'm glad you think so."

Alice walked over to me, holding a first aid kit in her hands. "Your head's bleeding," she said, leaning over and dabbing some ointment on my face.

"How many times have I told you to not call me that Emmett?" I snapped, giving him the 'wait until we're at home' look.

"Because it pisses you off," he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I sat in the backseat next to Alice as we rode home from the police station. "Edward, are you okay?" Alice asked me, leaning over to check and see if the bleeding had stopped.

"Why do you care anyway?"

I saw Emmett stiffen in the front seat and Alice had a pained look on her face. "Because I love you and I don't want you to go down the same road Toney did."

I soffened a bit and turned to look at her fully. So she really did care what happened to me. She sighed and rested her tiny head on my shoulder. Alice was the only one in my family I let get close to me, physically and mentally. I groaned inwardly as I realized that over the past few months, I had been doing nothing but pushing my baby sister away. I soffened slightly and let a little emotion show as I slid my arm around her.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Promise me something?" she asked.

"What do you want me to promise you?" I was slightly on guard now. This was Alice I was dealing with.

"Promise me you wojn't end up like Toney."

I smiled sadly. This was a promise I could deffinetly keep. "I promise."

BPOV:

"Laurent! Please don't!" I shouted in the darkness of my room.

"Bella, why not? I've been waiting for this moment for the last year."

"I'm not ready yet! Please don't make me!"

But he didn't listen. I screamed as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. Tears pricked my eyes and rolled down my cheeks as he viciously ripped off my shirt and bra. Non too gently, he grabbed one of my breasts and squeezed hard. Without even thinking, I let out a scream of pain. His hand shot out and slapped me hard across the face. "Shut up bitch," he sneered in a harsh voice. "Wouldn't want the ngighbors hearing now would we?"

I had never seen this side of Laurent before. It scared me a lot. He pushed into me hard and fast, not even worrying about being gental about it. I screamed again and again in pain and terror, but he wouldn't stop. Finally, he threw me to the floor. "Get out of my apartment and if I ever see your face around here again, I'll call the cops. Oh and if you tell anyone, I'll make sure your life is a living hell."

I shot up in my bed, clutching the sheets to my body, breathing heavily. So it looked like the nightmares had followed me to Forks. I glanced swiftly over at my clock radio on my nightstand. It was four in the morning. I collapsed back on my bed and sighed. Not even four years could dull the pain or the fear of that night, the night Laurent, my boyfriend had raped me. I still remembered going home that night, Renee had asked me if I was okay and true to my word, I told no one, not even my best friend Victoria. After that day, however I had vowed to myself that I would never ever let a guy hurt me like that again. That's when I started marcial arts practices. I was thirteen then and four years later, I knew how to kill a man five different ways, could probably take on Cullen's brother Emmett, and could run for twenty-five minutes straight without getting too breathless. That's what things like that did to a person. I didn't trust people as easily after that, I became more quiet and reserved, but my grades stayed up. I threw myself into work and activities and tried to forget what had happened. But it was always there, waiting to haunt me in my dreams later.

I groaned and rolled over as my alarm blared about two hours later. Because of my nightmare, I didn't go back to sleep until much later. This was not a good day, and it was only Tuesday! I thought longingly about this weekend and the shopping trip I had planned with Alice and Rosalie. Maybe I won't go completely crazy, as my mom would say, look at the light at the end of the tunnel.

I pulled on a t-shirt and sweatpants and jogged around the block a couple of times. At six thirty, I was in the shower and by seven, I was eating breakfast.

Finally, I slid onto my bike and started to school. The first half of the day was uneventful, pretty much the same thing as yesterday, except the stares were not quite as bad as yesterday. I was actually enjoying myself until I walked into the lunchroom.

I walked calmly across the cafeteria toward the line to get my food, making sure I didn't axidentally bump into anyone. I got my food and since it was a mild enough day, decided to eat outside in the courtyard. I put my stuff down at an empty table and started to eat.

"Bitch, I was going to sit there," came a high, nazle voice from just over my left shoulder.

"Well that's too bad isn't it?" I replied, continuing to eat calmly. "Because I just happened to be sitting here first."

Lauren glared at me with an intensity I didn't know she possessed. "Listen here Swan," she started. "I don't know how you did things back in wherever you came from, but you're not there anymore. You're at Forks High where I make the rules."

"Well, rules are made to be broken and I plan to break very many of your little rules Mallory," I replied.

"Who do you think you are anyway? Coming here and stealing Eddy!"

I froze in shock for several seconds, my mouth dropping open. "You, think, I like Cullen?"

Before I could control it, I burst out laughing. "That, is, the, stupidest, thing, I've, ever heard!" I managed to get out between laughs. "Who told you that?"

She didn't seem to have any come back, so I just turned back around and started eating again. I hadn't noticed Ben and Angela walk up until now. "You whore!" she shouted from behind me, getting a bunch of people to stop and stare at us.

"No, that would be you," I replied, turning around yet again. "But if I was, I'd make a hell of a lot more than you would."

"You bitch!"

I laughed. "Is that the best you can do?"

Lauren growled at me. Yes, this prep girl actually growled at me. Then she did something I never expected her to do. Running toward me, she swung her left fist right at my head. I dodged easily and stood up, squaring off against her.

"Fine, if you want to do this the hard way, be my guest, but don't cry to me when you break your thumb."

She glared and jumped into the air, attempting a roundhouse kick, but I caught her foot in the air and used her own momentum to send her flying over my head, crashing into the table behind us. "Had enough?" I asked, turning around to help her up.

She reached up, grabbed my wrist, and used her legs to trip me, sending me falling to the pavement beside her. Then she made the stupidest mistake anyone fighting could ever make. She stood up, and aimed a kick at my ribs. Reaching up, I grabbed her leg with both hands and rolled. Her own momentum, plus my rolling out from uner the kick sent her flying over me again.

"Still not had enough?" I asked, jumping to my feet again.

Lauren stood up and stalked away with what little dignity she still had. "This isn't near over Swan," she said over her shoulder.

"Of course not. Its only the second day of school. I suggest you don't challenge someone to a fight unless you know what you're doing in the future."

I turned around to see everyone staring at me again. "What you lookin at?"

They all turned away and I sat down next to Angela again. "Wow Bella, I didn't know you knew how to fight like that," Ben said in amazement.

I shrugged. "Just a hobby I picked up back in Phoenix. Damn, I have to deal with her in detention."

I sat in Biology class that day, barely able to keep my eyes open. The only thing Edward said to me so far today was "I'll give you one thing, you can fight." I put my head on the desk and closed my eyes.

"Tired Swan?" asked Cullen from my left.

"Shut up your highness," I snapped back, not looking up. Not getting enough sleep was wearing on me.

"Your highness?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm calling you from now on mr. Rich kid."

He laughed and went back to whatever he was writing, I was sure it wasn't the notes. After all, why would Edward Cullen need to take notes for a class he planned on failing anyway? I wasn't taking notes either, not that it mattered one way or the other. I'd already taken the course back in Phoenix.

I was startled awake by the sound of the bell ringing. Cullen was nowhere to be found, I guessed he skipped or something. Maybe he left while I was asleep. What did surprise me though was a neat copy of the notes sitting on my desk. One of the other kids must have noticed I was sleeping and did me a favor.

I slumped into the chair I was given in detention looking bored. I had to write "I will not use bad language in class" two hundred times. With my wonderful luck, Lauren Mallory was on one side and Cullen was on the other. Wonderful, just peachy.

I was surprised Lauren didn't try to kill me or anything. She just wrote out her lines, got up, and left. I knew she hadn't done the two hundred the teacher had asked for, but I didn't say anything. It was none of my business anyway. Cullen axidentally bumped me with his elbow.

"Sorry."

"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuure," I drug the word out on purpose.

"Why are you such a bitch?" he shouted in exasperation.

"Why are you such an ass?" I asked, looking very curious.

Edward glared at me. "Because its fun. I enjoy pissing people like you off."

"Look, your highness," I said, my anger rising. " I didn't ask to run into you here. I didn't ask for you to almost hit me yesterday and Its not my fault you are such an asshole! So stop taking out all your anger on me. Go. To. Hell."

"I've already been there," he replied as we stood up to give our papers to the teacher. "And I must say it's a lot better than being here with you."

A piece of paper slid out of his back pocket and fluttered to the floor. Before he left, I stopped him. "Your highness,"

He turned at the door. "Yes, princess?"

"I hate you."

He just turned and walked out of the room. I leaned over and picked up the paper, sliding it into my pocket to look at when I got home.

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