Hey this is to make up for how short the last chapter was. Enjoy :)

"...It's hard to reveal the truth

Your love,

Is nothing but a bitter taste..."

Chapter 7

"You're going to have to tell us the truth sometime." Edward said as he walked up behind me, making me jump at the unexpected invasion of personal space.

"No, I don't and it's not like you can read my mind." I shot back as I continued to walk down the corridor towards the lunchroom.

"How do you know about that?" I shrugged and before Edward could continue to question me I plunged into the lunchtime crowd.

To my dismay I had found myself the center of attention in the week following the accident with Tyler Crowley was impossible, following me around, obsessed with making amends to me somehow. I tried to convince him what I wanted more than anything else was for him to forget all about it - especially since nothing had actually happened to me - but he remained insistent. Just like last time.

I knew this was going to happen and I know what Tyler is going to do. And I had no plans on letting Tyler down as easy as I did 'last time'.

As I walked into Biology Edward was already there, looking straight ahead. I sat down, expecting him to turn toward me. He showed no sign that he realized I was there.

"Hello, Edward," I said pleasantly, to show him I was going to behave myself.

He turned his head a fraction toward me without meeting my gaze, nodded once, and then looked the other way.

He was angry. Was it because I was keeping a secret from him? I don't remember being angry at him when he held his secrets close to his chest, like cards in a poker game. I shook my head, if he wanted to be childish then he can go ahead and be childish.

At the end of the class Mike walked over to me. "So," Mike said, looking at the floor, "Jessica asked me to the spring dance."

"That's great." I made my voice bright and enthusiastic. "You'll have a lot of fun with Jessica."

"Well..." He floundered as he examined my smile, clearly not happy with my response. "I told her I had to think about it."

"Why would you do that?" I let disapproval color my tone, though I was relieved he hadn't given her an absolute no.

His face was bright red as he looked down again. Pity shook my resolve.

"I was wondering if... well, if you might be planning to ask me."

"Why would I do that?" Fantastic! This was suppose to be next weeks conversation. And how could he possibly think that I wanted to ask him out, I wasn't even friends with him. I had hardly spoken a word to him and yet he still managed to delude himself into thinking I 'liked' him.

"Did you already ask someone?" Mike's eyes flickered to Edwards now empty seat.

"Nope and i'm not going to." I said bluntly.

"So, you don't want to go with me?" I snorted, this was getting ridiculous.

"No Mike, I don't want to go with you. There isn't even a tiny part of me that will ever want to." I stepped around him and walked away, "Bye, Mike."

As I walked out of the classroom I saw that Edward was leaning on the wall at the end of the corridor, just within hearing range.

"Wait, Bella!" Mike shouted behind me.

I groaned and spun around to face him.

"Do you want to go out with me sometime?" This guy just didn't get it. Maybe it is a genetic default and the word rejection doesn't penetrate his thick and, apparently dumb, head. I decided, right then and there, that men were bound to drive women completely insane with their stupidity. Or was it just Mike? Then I thought back at all the stupid things Edward would do in order to 'protect' me. No it was men.

"Not possible." I told him.

"You don't think going out with me is possible?" he asked, shocked, like I was a five year old telling him I didn't believe in Santa Claus.

"Exactly. I will never go to the dance with you. I will never go out with you and, to save you some time, I will never go to prom with you either."

I walked away muttering, "Damn persistent boy is like a flipping Labrador sometimes, never giving up until he got attention." As I walked I heard a chuckle and noticed that Edward still lent against the wall. However when I began to walk over to him, he walked away. Coward.

Gym was brutal. Thank God I didn't have to do it. I, luckily, am free from any Gym related activities for another month or so until I have fully recovered from my coma. After all, laying in a bed for three years doesn't do much for your leg muscles. At first I couldn't even stand with crutches, I was so weak.

Edward was walking past the front of my truck, looking straight forward, his lips pressed together. I yanked the door open and jumped inside, slamming it loudly behind me. I revved the engine deafeningly and reversed out into the aisle. Edward was in his car already, two spaces down, sliding out smoothly in front of me, cutting me off. He stopped there - to wait for his family.

"Damn it Edward. You are not doing this to me." I all but shouted, then I glanced to my right and saw Tyler coming my way. "Shoot!"

"Hey Bella- I just wanted to ask you something while we're trapped here." He grinned.

This could not be happening.

"Will you ask me to the spring dance?" he continued.

"No."

"No?" The poor guy sounded so shocked.

"No." I confirmed. "Now if you will excuse me."

As I opened my car door, the very stunned Tyler Crowley shuffled backwards. I, on the other hand, stormed over to Edwards car, pulled open the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"What the hell?" I questioned angrily. I knew that he was suppose to do that but I was really hoping to avoid awkward moments like that.

"That was for Tyler's sake, not mine. I had to give him his chance." He snickered.

"You!" I seethed, "If you weren't so hard to kill I would do it myself. Are you trying to irritate me to death, since Tyler's van didn't do the job."

Anger flashed in his tawny eyes. His lips pressed into a hard line, all signs of humor gone.

"Bella, you are utterly absurd," he said, his low voice cold.

"Oh, you have no idea how absurd my life is right now." I said gravely before getting out of the car.

The next day was blood typing in Biology. I decide to take Edwards advice and skip that lesson, instant deciding to go to the library. There was absolutely no way I was letting Mike drag my nearly unconscious body to the nurse's office. I shuddered at the thought.

This time around I didn't get invited to La Push- I think Mike finally took the hint- not like I needed to go or anything. I already knew the legends and what the Cullen's are.

Today was Friday and Edward wasn't in school and unfortunately I couldn't remember why. School dragged by hour by hour, lesson by lesson. Most of the time I just sat there trying to remember all of the small things I had forgotten, I know that something is missing, some event that I can't remember. I also knew that the future had definitely changed. It was like in my head the was a photo album and someone had taken a couple of pictures out. You know that they are missing because there is an empty space where they are suppose to be, yet you can't remember what the photos were of.

I am not the same Bella as I was in my dreams. That Bella wouldn't have heartlessly torn down Tyler and Mike's confidence or have an argument with Edward. And that Bella was already friends with Edward at this time. Eric didn't ask me to prom- that was another thing that was different. Maybe I should have left the present alone?

I sighed, if the event was that unimportant that I couldn't remember then maybe it didn't matter.

Oh, how wrong I was...