BPOV

After stomping down the stairs down to the living room to the front door and past Jasper on the porch I head straight for the park. Once I get to a swing I go up as high as I can and close my eyes feeling the nice breeze go through my hair. How can he not see that I don't want or need his help? Why does he care anyways? He doesn't know what happened... Well only a little, but not much.

At times when that man would hurt me... I would see my sudden death... But it wasn't from him, it was from me. It kind of scared me because, I hadn't had a suicidal thought scence I was 9-years-old. I've never cut myself before, but when that man would beat me until I couldn't feel anymore pain felt good. But sometimes the pain wouldn't go away, even after the beatings he did. With my mothers boyfriend... He was scary. More than the man mother knew about and what he was going to do, but not even once tried to stop it.

I hate her.

She's dead to me.

She let them hurt me.

She didn't care about me.

She didn't care about anybody.

Hour's pass until someone sits on the swing on my right side.

I pay no attention to the person and I don't bother to even look to see who it is.

"So how long are you going to stay pissed at me?" Emmett asks.

I say nothing at him but I open my eyes to glare at him.

Emmett sighs. "A while, I'm guessing."

"You don't know how to take care of a 12-year-old," I tell him.

It wasn't me trying to be mean... But it was the truth. He doesn't know how.

"I'm willing to try, Bella."

I look at the sun as it sets.

"Are you going to let me?" He asks.

***...***

A week later I'm back in the same room I was last week when I went off on Angel.

"So you've decided to come back," She says.

Noooo! *Gasp!* I just wound up here for no reason at all!

I mentally roll my eyes.

"Yep," I keep my arms tightly crossed around my chest.

Atleast Emmett isn't in here and in the waiting room.

"Want to tell me why?"

"Nope," I look out the window.

"Why are you so mad?"

"Becuse."

"Because, of your brother?"

"No."

"The-"

"Why do you want to know? You don't give a shit. You do it for the money."

"I do care, Bella. You just refuse to see it."

"Yeah? And what would you know?"

"I know that you are angry. You get angry when people try to help you. That you hate the fact your mother abandoned you in your time of need."

"You know nothing about me," I snap at her.

"I know enough to know that you are an angry person seeking help on the inside and want it but you don't want to tell anyone because, if you do that then you are weak."

***...***

"Do you want to get something to eat?" Emmett asks.

"Not hungry."

"Alright," He says.

Everything is quiet as he drives.

"Where are we going?" I ask him.

"Edwards house for a little."

I say nothing else to him until I look out the window and see in the mirror that we are being followed.

"Someone is following you," I tell him.

"What?"

"Someone is following you," I tell him again.

He looks out of his mirror.

"Well that's just fucking nice," He mutters.

"What?"

"Paparazzi," He says.

I sigh and yawn a little.

***...***

"Lets put her on the couch. She might freak if she is in a room she doesn't recognize," I hear Emmett say and a car door close.

Being as tired as I am I end up falling to sleep as Emmett walks me into... Edwards house, is my guess.

***...***

"Bella? Sweetie, are you up?" I hear someone say just above me.

My eye's open and I see Rosalie standing behind the couch I am laying on.

She smiles. "Well hello sleeping beauty."

I frown at her a little. "Where's Emmett?" I ask.

"In the other living roo-"

"YEAHH!" I hear Emmett and Edward yell.

"Football," Rosalie answers.

I nod a little.

"Want to help me with dinner?"

I shrug a little and sit up.

"Come on," She tells me and I follow her to the kitchen.

We pass the boys on the way there but I ignore them.

***...***

An hour later the spaghetti we have made is finally done and we are waiting for the garlic bread to get done.

"I'd say about another 5 minutes," She tells me.

"Kay."

I get the plates ready and put spaghetti on them.

"ROSE! I'M HUNGRY!" Emmett yells loudly.

"Five more minutes!"

Five minutes later we take the food out to Edward and Emmett.

"FOOD!" They yell.

"YOU'RE WELCOME!" We yell and storm off back into the kitchen.

A/N: So how'd you guys like it? I've been getting a little time in the mornings to type up the chapters for my stories because, I wake up at 5:00 every day so maybe next week I'll have another chapter up for this story if not this week... Well review if you hadn't fallen to sleep yet :)