Chapter 6
BPOV
Suddenly the door burst open and the Cullens ran in quickly…almost TOO quickly, but I was too distracted by James to care much. I vaguely remember James being pulled off me and a sweet, melodic voice asking me if I was okay before I passed out.
I woke up on the floor in the hallway, the Cullens nowhere in sight. I slowly got up feeling dizzy and looked at my watch. I had only been passed out for about 10 minutes. I looked around for my bag and realized that I had dropped it when James had pushed me into the lockers. I grabbed it and walked down the hallway to my first class. I wasn't surprised that no one was there yet; most of my peers didn't get to school until about 5 minutes before the bell rang. I still had 15 minutes left to myself.
The day passed very slowly. All I could think about was what had happened this morning, and what would have happened if the Cullens hadn't pulled him off of me. Did that really happen? If it did, where did they disappear to?
At lunch I was walking to my table with a tray of food when I tripped, and not fake-tripped. I REALLY tripped. I got up and looked back. I saw Lauren standing behind me, laughing her ass off.
"OHMIGOD BELLA! You are like such a klutz! You totally just like tripped over like, nothing!" Lauren shouted loud enough for the whole cafeteria to hear.
I walked over to her and got about an inch from her face. "I am not a klutz, you stupid little bitch. You fucking tripped me!" I hissed at her. The people at the tables close enough to hear me made an "ohhhh" sound.
"God, Bella, like don't be so mean! I like totally didn't do anything! You are just a total klutz, and everyone here like so totally knows it! You like, trip like, all the time!" Lauren said back to me, again loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Why don't you just shut up you little hoe face, I am NOT a klutz. And I'll prove it!" I said back to her.
"Like how?"
"You'll find out tomorrow."
"Yeah right! I so totally think you're like a liar."
"Well, you'll just have to wait until tomorrow to see"
And with that, I walked to my table and began eating. That was weird. I usually don't talk to people like that. I guess I have been a little moody…but for good reason. I mean for the past week I had been violently raped several times! Wow…is scary how I can say that as if it's a normal thing. Well I guess it kinda is. I had a lot of time to think while I was tied up. And I realized that I had to accept that I had been raped and beaten and all this other stuff by my father, and there was nothing I could do to change that.
When I stopped thinking and looked up, everyone was staring at me. I looked around and noticed that the Cullens weren't here. Was I hallucinating this morning?
I finished my lunch and walked to biology. This was the class I had with Edward. I wondered if he would be there. No, I couldn't let myself start to like him. NO.
I walked into biology just as the bell rang. I anxiously waited to see if Edward would come to class.
He didn't.
That Night
Charlie had been passed out on the couch since he got home, so I didn't have to worry about him. I picked up the phone and dialed the number of the club I work at, The City. It rang once, and then Laura, or Crystal (her stripper name) answered.
"This is The City, Crystal speaking, how may I help you?"
"Hey Laura, its Bella. Can you tell George that I was sorry for missing work last weekend because my grandmother died and I had to go to her funeral? I didn't call because she lived in the middle of nowhere and didn't even have a phone!"
"Oh hey Bella, it's no big, but to make up your hours you can take the extra shift this weekend. George knew you would call, so he told me to tell you that."
"Okay, thanks Laura. Or should I say Crystal? Love you! Bye."
"Bye Bella. Or should I say Bubbles? Love you lots, bye!"
I hung and went to do my homework. Tomorrow night was when I had to work. I wanted to rushed through tomorrow, I really missed work. Well, the only thing I didn't miss about it was my boss, George. He was a total creeper. Last time I was at worked, he grabbed my ass when I was about to go on stage. And one other time, he "accidentally" came in while I was changing, then took FOREVER to leave! He is such a pervert.
After I hung up, I took a shower and went to pick out an outfit to wear to school tomorrow. I didn't really want to. I was afraid that everyone would shun me. Oh wait. They basically already do. But…what if the Cullens shunned me? I didn't want that. No wait! I shouldn't want to be friends with them. NO FRIENDS. Charlie would kill them and me.
The Next Morning
I got up and stretched. Ouch. I was still kinda sore.
I showered, put cover up on any bruises I saw no matter where they were, and then went to get dressed. I put on my midnight blue short shorts and black fishnet stockings to hide any bruises that might still show. I put on my matching midnight blue low-cut tank top with silver sparkles all over it. Then I put on fishnet gloves that went up to my elbow. I sighed and went to my truck and drove to school. When I got there, I took a deep breath and got out, ready to show everyone who I really was.
