Hey PLEASE READ THIS…. I know some of you guys got confused with my mentioning of a story atop of this one. What I meant that I was going to still keep this one and write another one too… I would have two stories… that is if it would be ok with you… so I need to know what you think …. Please, thanks!

Everything is falling apart, I feel like a walking zombie… and I look like it too! Charlie and Renee have gone; I have no idea where but their gone. I should be happy about this… but what is there to be happy about…I have no clue when their to be back, so I can't sleep. Or eat, wouldn't want them to come home and find most of the food gone, so I've been starving myself basically. Trust me it's not by choice. It's a necessity if I want to live; kind of ironic eh?

I haven't talked in days, I am sure now that if I were to try I wouldn't be able to anyway, I haven't tried to though. So I've basically been ignoring everything and everyone… verbally anyway, I can't help gazing at Alice once in a while, she can't seem to help it either. But for her it's different though, the looks she gives me are not for admiration, they're of concern. And it breaks my heart because no one should feel that for me… I don't even feel it for myself. Doesn't seem to make a difference.

She has tried to talk to me. That was the worst of this whole zombie phase if that's what you call it. She was asking me questions like if I were okay and if I was eating. I just looked away and kept my mouth closed, not saying a word when really all I wanted to do was burst open and tell her everything. I couldn't though because she would demand me come and live with her, an offer I cannot take.

It tears me up inside but after a couple of days I started to wonder if that were my stomach, my insides seem to have turned against me. My stomach has transformed into a wolf that constantly knaws on my belly. I'm so skinny that I'm worried it will eat itself out… That would be an interesting hospital trip.

I fail. Running to the kitchen to grab an apple… I could allow myself this; I had to, if I wanted to survive at least.

I think I'm going crazy, everybody scares me, EVERYBODY. Even Alice, she scared me today when she slammed her hand on my desk one day after class. She demanded to know what was going on and why I was not speaking with her. I started to cry. I wasn't the bad one here, I was merely the victim. Why was she questioning me? Did she think I had an honest clue as to what the fuck was going on? No I don't… She walked away when I started to cry and sat at her desk sighing.

This was the part that scared me the most… is she giving up on me? I hope not. I need her; if not now I will later, I'm not going to be able to last forever with this life style.

I'm really scared tonight though… Really paranoid… So I call her with the number she had written on one of the tests she had marked.

Hello?

"Alice?" I whisper shout.

"Bella is that you?"

Who else would it be I think?

"yes" I start to sob.

"Oh Sweetie what's wrong?"

"I need you" I say

"Now?"

"Right now, I need you can you come get me?"

It's not much this I know , and im sorry . but that's all I have for now….. review?