A/N: Thanks to my lovely beta greeneyesbrandy for her awesome beta skills (:

This chapter is a little different. You'll see why.

I didn't get many reviews last chapter, maybe three if I was lucky, so I was a little bummed about that. I thought it was a good chapter but whatever. Thanks a bunch to those of you who DID review; you're awesome and I love you! Edwards for everyone!

Let's try for more reviews this time, eh?

I don't own Twilight, obviously.

Enjoy!

When nothing you say is heard

And nobody cares if you hurt

And I know how it seems

You're nothing but screams

But take it from me it's not the end

And all that you try goes wrong

And nothing but lies for so long

And I know how it seems it's hard to believe

But take it from me it's not the end

Stuck

Keep moving

Stuck

Don't let it die

Stay alive, stay alive, because it's almost over now

Stay alive, stay alive, better days to come around

Nothing is right your head

And all of your tears are shed

I know how it seems

You're in this too deep

But take it from me it's not the end

Stuck

Keep moving

Stuck

Don't let it die

Smile Empty Soul - Stay Alive


Tanya POV

Its been a month. A fucking month since Bella has called me. What the fuck, dude? I mean, I know things gets bad with her piece of shit Dad but we always talk once a week at the least. Now a month goes by and she doesn't pick up the phone? Somethings up and it definitely isn't good.

Bella and I have been friends for as long as I can remember. She needed to get away from her problems, I gave her a way out. I showed that bitch everything she knows and she taught me a few things in return. We partied like fucking rock stars when she was here. It sucked balls when she left but we're still close. There isn't a mother fucker on the planet that could replace my girl and I'm sure it's the same for her with me.

We just get each other. She knows when I need to suck it up and talk, and I know when to back the fuck off with her. We can read each other like a book. No one understands my shit better than B. No one could relate until I met her. She was going through the same type of shit I was going through. Her father beat her and mine did the same until he got clipped by my Mom. Ah, Sasha. Crazy bitch. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother. She gave me life. I fucking breathe because of her. However, like I said, she's a fucking crazy bitch.

I moved in with Grams a few months after all the shit went down with my parents. Mom got away with self defense and Dad got put six feet under-where he fucking belonged. Grams doesn't give a shit what I do, which is fan-fucking-tastic. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't have a little get together at my house. Whether it's a little shindig in my room or a full on blow out, we party hard. Shit, sometimes Grams will come into the room to take a hit of whatever were smoking and a shot of whatever we're drinking, then carry on her marry fucking way. Grams is the shit.

I'm a happy person all the time. You wouldn't think that with my past, but I am. I know what everyone thinks, 'oh, she's just so fucked in the head, that's why she does the things she does! She doesn't know any better!' or 'her parents corrupted her. Poor thing'. Bullshit. I go to therapy for those people. I do the shit I do because I'm happy. I enjoy my life. You only live once and I'm going to live it to the fullest. If I could go back when I was going through school and both my parents were alive, I'd do more shit they said that I shouldn't. I wouldn't have it any other way. Fuck what everyone else thinks.

That's how B felt when I introduced my ways to her. She was ecstatic when she started to hang with me. I love that bitch for all that I'm worth. She was my wing man, so to speak. When I needed her, she was there, no questions asked. When I'd sneak into her house at night and crawl in bed with her after some depressing shit went through my head, she wouldn't say anything. She'd just pull the covers down for me and tell me goodnight.

We had each others backs. We kept each other sane.

That's why, a month of no word, I'm freaking the fuck out. I do NOT freak out about anything. Anything.

Now I'm sitting on my bed with a ringing phone to my ear and waiting for the bitch to answer.

"Hello?"

I barely heard her. When I did, I was speechless.

It's like she wasn't even there. Her voice was so empty. It held no life, no spirit or soul. This is what I was afraid of when she moved. I wasn't going to be there to protect her and Charlie was going to suck the life right out of her.

"Prick!" I screamed.

She didn't even say anything in return. I didn't even hear her breathing. Although I didn't need to check to phone to see if she was still on the other end. I knew she was there-there in body, any how-because I could feel her. I could tell she needed me. Who the fuck was I to deny helping my best friend in her lowest time?

"B, what the fuck happened?!" I wasn't playing anymore. Something bad happened to take the life out of my shining bff. That was the thing about Bella though. It didn't matter what Charlie or Renee did, it didn't matter about anything that happened to her, she was always fucking smiling. She always had such life about her. I was about to admit something to hear that I haven't done in my entire life.

"B, talk to me, I'm scared."

Nothing.

She was gone. Far gone. I have to take this shit in my own hands.

"Isabella Marie Swan, what the fuck did he do!? I swear to everything that is Holy, that mother fucker is going to fucking pay!" I heard a small grunt, though I'm sure she couldn't hear me, where ever her mind was right now.

"Bella, listen to me sweet heart. Okay? I know it's hard but you haven't to come back a little bit and listen."

Another grunt, though this one was more pronounced.

"Good. Okay, B. I'm going to buy a round trip ticket from there to here, okay? For this Friday until Sunday. You have to come back B. I'm not just talking about Phoenix either. Be at the airport by four. I'll have them hold your ticket or something, don't worry, I'll figure something out. Can you be at the airport at four B?"

"Yes."

I let out a huff of air. She'd talked. Barely and emptily, but it was there.

"B, I'm fucking worried sick about you! When you get down here, I'm going to give you the time of your life and you will have no choice but to feel something and come back, okay? You can't let him do this Bells. You have to hold on! You have to keep fighting!"

Another grunt, this time, less audible, farther away. I was losing her.

"I'm going to get everything settled. Just be at the airport at four. I love you girl, remember that." I hung up, not waiting for a reply because I knew I wouldn't get one.

I threw my phone at my wall and luckily it didn't break. I shoved my fists in my eyes to will the tears to stay the fuck where they were. Tanya Denali does not fucking cry. About anything. Period. But fuck! Bella didn't deserve this shit from Charlie. She was such a good person! She loved to read, she made good grades. She was one fun bitch to party with, also. What the fuck did she ever do to deserve this life?!

"Fuck!" I screamed as a lonesome tear strolled down my cheek.

I didn't need this shit. I couldn't cry for Bella because, dammit, we were both stronger than this. We would get through this together. She was there for me through everything with my parents and then some. She picked me up when I was at rock bottom. Now that she'd hit hers, I was determined to bring her back.

I knew just the way to do it, too.

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"Flight 124 has now arrived."

"About fucking time," I grumbled, standing from my seat and heading to the baggage claim to wait. Bella's flight should have been here two fucking hours ago, but noo! It couldn't be on time! It's not like my best friend wasn't dying on the inside or anything! It wasn't like her soul was being eaten alive by the blackness of Charlies heart!

I pushed past people, shoving anyone in my way. Fuck them. I was fucking irritable today. Don't ask me why. Though, the two and a half hours I sat in the uncomfortable damn chair could have been the reason. Bullshit.

I stood by, peaking over heads, looking for Bella. It took ten agonizing minutes, but I finally spotted her. When I did, I couldn't help the intake of breath that quickly entered my lungs.

She looked so broken. Like she wasn't inside her body at all. She looked lifeless. That son of a bitch did this to her. I've never seen Bella like she is now. She's always happy, always looking to the bright side of things. What had changed? What had he done to take the sunshine out of my best friend?

I had to fix this. She needed me now more than ever.

I don't think she saw me, but when I asked her if she was ready to come back, she just nodded like she hardly heard me speak. She had no hope left in her to get through this. I could practically taste it in the air. Every breath I took around her was tainted with emptiness. She gave off waves of her hope and life leaving her body by the pounds. Every step she took, her frown deepened, her eyes lost a little bit of life that was left. She disappeared that much more with every move she made. It was fucking killing me seeing her like this. She didn't need this shit. She deserved to be happy. She deserved to fucking smile God dammit!

I was going to do anything and everything in my power to get that smile back on her face. When she went home on Sunday, she would be patched up and so much stronger than she was when she arrived. I was determined to get Bella's life back in her eyes.

All we had to do was make it to the house and the process would begin.

A/N: For the record, I wasn't a Tanya fan in any of the Twilight books, but I wanted to switch things up. So I made her be friends with Bella and made her kick ass.

Next chapter will be BPOV.

I'm considering writing an EPOV outtake for when Bella was zombified. It will show what he saw, when he'd try to talk to her and when he showed up at her house that day.

It might not be for a while though.

So review and keep me up to date on how you liked this chapter, if you liked it at all.

Next chapter should be up sometime next week, I hope. I'm working on it now.

Thanks for reading!