We're about to take a dark turn here, folks...

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"No!!!" She immediately stood up and got this adorable pouty face. Yes, I had to admit, it was utterly adorable. I looked to her and blinked a few times. I could why she didn't want me to buy her clothes, but I just had to. The clothes she came here with…ugh. Those weren't even considered clothes. More like scraps of fabric that by some miracle stayed together. But I couldn't imagine that being comfortable. With all the holes, no wonder she started shaking in the rain, she was probably freezing. "Y-You can't do that!! It's not r-right!! I-I-I couldn't possibly-"

"Bella, I insist."

"Please don't insist."

"I do."

"Well, don't."

"Bella…" I sighed, going to the unfortunate Plan B that I didn't like at all "How about, once you get a job, you'll pay me back…?" I offered softly. This was probably the only way she'd let me take her to the store. She sighed and sat back down slowly.

"Well…alright. But don't think I won't forget, because I won't." She wagged a finger at me and rubbed her eye. I couldn't help but smile at her.

With a nod I said "Of course, Bella." and took the dishes over to the sink, planning to wash them later.

Once we were both dressed I drove to the clothing store I told her about. Alice had told me it was the only good store in the area, and I took her word for it. I was the last to go to about fashion advice, let alone girl clothes advice.

There were a few other people in the boutique-esque store. A younger man near the male section, and a few teenage girls. I followed behind Bella. She never actually told me what she wanted. I picked up on her body language pretty quickly. If she didn't like it, her nose crinkled up in the cutest way, and if she liked it, she'd touch it gently and look at it for a few seconds longer than the others.

When she did do that I took it gently, not bothering with sizes. She was a small, and we both knew it. She was the tiniest thing in the world. Just bones and skin. This is why I decided to take her to lunch as well after we were done shopping. I was afraid she might just break in half. She was so weak. She could barely open the car door to get out. It made me sad and I needed to do something about it.

We loaded the bags into the truck, and drove this nice Italian restaurant a few blocks away. She thanked me and told me I didn't have to do this the whole way.

"U-u-um…Mushroom Ravioli please…" She stuttered once we were in a nice booth and had looked at our menus. She wasn't good in public, and I could tell. Her little cheeks turned red in embarrassment as she realized this too.

I couldn't stop thinking of how adorable it all was. I was probably just going crazy. Yeah. That seemed more logical. It seemed more logical than having a stupid crush on a depressed girl that I'd known for a day. But…when was love logical? I cursed myself in my mind. I couldn't have a crush on Bella. It was the worst kind of situation to crush on someone in. Plus, I barely knew her. All I knew was that she tried to kill herself and had some serious problems. Problems which were none of my business.

"So…" I said, trying my luck at small talk "Where do you live?"

She looked up to me, the sad fog in her eyes deepening "Just an old apartment complex in Downtown Forks. Nothing special." Good job Edward. You made her even more sad.

I nodded and looked to the table, feeling like a complete idiot. What did I say? If I asked about her past, would she start crying? She seemed to notice my hesitation "I'm not that good at small talk either." I looked to her surprised. It's like she read my mind. I gave a small chuckle and she cracked a smile. Though I could tell it was forced. It didn't reach her eyes.

"I…….I like your books…" She mumbled awkwardly, looking down and blushing yet again. I'd heard that so many times, but this time it meant just a little more.

"Thank you Bella, I'm really glad," For some reason her blush grew. What did I say? Girls, depressed or not, were so confusing. She looked up and gave me another forced smile. I hated that smile. It made me even sadder, especially because I knew it wasn't a real smile. She wasn't really happy on the inside. And I wanted to know what I could do to change that.

The rest of the meal was relatively silent. Again, she protested when the check came. I had to let her promise to pay me back for the meal and even the tip. I agreed with a roll of my eyes, but inwardly still had no such intentions of letting her pay me back.

As I was looking over the bill, she stood up and mumbled "I-I-I'm going to go to the bathroom…" Her hollow eyes filled with determination for even that small task, and I saw in her eyes how she struggled to try and act normal. I could see it in her eyes that she was slipping away…and yet I smiled at her and nodded. She went into another room of the restaurant where I'd assumed the bathroom was, and I payed. Just then, my phone vibrated. I pulled out the silver device and looked at the screen. I'd gotten a text message.

From: Alice

Eddddieeee!!!

I heard that you have a friend over! Why didn't you tell me?!

I'll be over tomorrow to meet her!

I groaned and closed my eyes. Alice was going to take her shopping, I knew it. And I just did! The clothes that she's going to buy for Bella will completely blow mine out of the water. Well, that's what you get for graduating fashion school and becoming one of Washington's most prominent designers. It was in her blood, I guess. I just hoped Bella would be okay with it.

Just as my mind wandered back to Bella, the whole restaurant was silenced by a piercing, terrified scream coming from the other room. The same room that Bella had gone into. "Bella," I whispered and bolted upwards out of my seat, towards the other room. I knew that scream. I'd heard it this morning. But this time it was much, much worse.


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