I do nOt own anything! NOt even Sharnie! If I said I own her then...(SharnieB walkes in with a fether) No not that! Anything but that! (SharnieB tickles me) Nooooooooooooo!!

OKay now thats out of the way hesres the next chapter. D

10. Missing

BPOV:

Victoria pulled me off her back and, set me down on a plain blue couch. My hands were stiff. Probably due to the fact that I had not done that since I was with him.

Dam it; he is taking over my thoughts! I hate him to death. So why wont he get out of my head?

I look around the room and am shocked. The walls are dark blue. Making the room seem smaller than is really is. Why would they want it to look smaller? In the corner was a small stone fireplace. Above that was a picture of Sharnie Laurent Vitoria and James, printed on a huge canvas. I stood up and went over to the fireplace. I took a closer look at the photo. In the back row were Victoria and James, Laurent was in the middle and Sharnie was in the front. The smiles on all their faces told you that they were a family. A happy one.

Dam it! Charlie must be worried sick! Nahh…. He wont miss me no one ever misses me. That's just the way it is. Never noticed, never missed.
"Sharnie, Take Bella to your room." Laurent said, his voice barley loud enough to hear. But I managed nevertheless.

As I followed Sharnie up the narrow wooden staircase I wondered lay at the top. Even though I trusted Sharnie, I still was nervous to see her room.

When we reached the top of the stairs there was a little platform, with three doors standing on either side. She led me into the middle one, a black door with a pink skull and crossbones sticker on it.

I looked down at my hands, red and sweaty clenched fists, and nails digging in them.

I looked around. In the corner was a black Mac-book laptop, a black wooden desk. On the back of the door was a dartboard with a picture of Alice on it! Just staring at made me laugh. Maybe I should do that for Edward. Dam Him DAM HIM DAM HIM! I hate him to death! I swear He almost killed me coming back. No he killed me by leaving. Now it's to late for him to say sorry!

Against the back wall was a small couch. Sharnie motioned for me to sit down with her. As I sat down I noticed that her hands were not empty. No they had an old yellowing newspaper in them.

"Why do you have a newspaper with you?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Look," She said pointing at the front page.

Sure enough was a headline reading: ONE DEATH ONE MISSING. Under it was the thing that caught my full ation. : Dead, Marry Alice Brandon age 19. Sharnie Bethany Carton, Missing since August 15. If any one see this girl pleas report the local police department immediately. : Under that was a black and white picture of her.

"How?" I asked her in complete shock.

"Alice was not as smart as her creator. She did not bother to destroy my records." Sharnie whispered.

She got up and put the paper on the desk. Picking up yet another one paper. Bringing it back

To the couch, handing it to me.

The headline on this one Said: MISSING GIRL DECLARED DEAD. Under that said, Sharnie Bethany Carton missing since August 15 1920, declared dead. Services open to all. May 6th 1922

"Yes, Bella I was declared dead! And that's not the worst thing. The police had no way to contact my family. And if they did know they did not bother to care or come. In fact there were only 16 people who did come. All from the institute." Sharnie said with a voice filed with sorrow and misery.

"Were you angry that your family didn't come?" I asked.

"No, they did not love me. Bella they left me on the steps of the institute when I was two."

So? Wachya think...

Wait...let me guessU want to know when Alice and Jasper come looking for her.

I was right?

WOW!! okay I promis that Jasper and Alice WILL be in the next chapter

-Emo Naom1901-