Well this is a very important chapter to the story so Pay close attention

Well this is a very important chapter to the story so Pay close attention.

This chapter is dedicated to my sister Jamie (RIP)

Angela's pov

Alice had always smiled at me and stuff, but she really was very nice. I trusted her but when everyone wanted to leave Bella and Edward alone I didn't want to be around those people without Bella.

I made my way into the bathroom waving bye to Alice. I examined myself in the mirror. If only I shrunk about 4 inches I would be shorter then Ben! Well that was a dream that would never come true.

Suddenly I felt cold. Then I smelled it. That smell that was somewhere in between candy and baby safe shampoo. It was Annabelle's smell.

I felt my heart ache slightly as I remembered that terrible day…………

5 years earlier. Angela is 12

Annabelle splashed in the pond pulling at her uncomfortable floaties. Angela was babysitting her while her parents went to Seattle for the day. It was a rare sunny day in Forks. It would be so much more enjoyable with if Angela would pull her head out of her science far project and go play with Annabelle.

Annabelle loved and admired everything about Angela. She hoped one day that she would grow as tall as her and maybe even get those things called boobies that Angela never liked to talk about with Mommy.

Annabelle was becoming extremely bored and wanted Angela to come and hold her in the deep water so that she could take off her floaties.

"Angy! Come splash!" Annabelle said cheerfully.

"Uh ok hold on a minute.." Angela said slightly annoyed. Not that she didn't want to spend time with Annabelle, but the science far was in two days and she had to get it done.

"Come splash now!" Annabelle giggled kicking and splashing all over Angela's s project.

All the ink on the poster had smeared and her research papers and books were soaked and ruined. Angela could not contain her temper.

"You stupid little baby! You ruined all my hard work! You are such a twerp!" Angela outraged.

Annabelle burst into tears. She hadn't meant to do it. It was just an accident.

Angela grunted and went to go cool off before she apologized. She found a tree and sank down to the ground leaning against it. She began to plan what she would say to Annabelle. Little did she know that she wouldn't have the chance……

Annabelle ran the words that Angela had spoken through her head. One last tear landed into the deep pond before when she realized that she was angry.

"I'm not a baby!" she said to herself. "I'll show her. I can even swim without floaties!"

She pulled her floities off with shaking hands. She panicked when she immediately started sinking. She began to doggy paddle calling Angela's name helplessly. She was too exhausted to be heard. Soon she went limp and let the water take her, calling Angela's name the whole way down.

Angela sauntered back to the bank of the pond feeling a little better. She noticed Annabelle's absence right away. She screamed her name.

No response.

This was not a funny joke. All of Angela's anger came back. Annabelle would pay when she found her. That was the only problem. She couldn't find her.

At that moment Angela turned and laid eyes on the horrific seen before her.

Annabelle's lifeless body laid face down floating in the pond.

"Annabelle!" Angela said running to her little sister. Her world fell down around her as the guilt hit her in the stomach.

Her hands were weak as she tried to practice the little CPR she new. After about five minutes of useless work she felt her heartbeat.

No response.

Her little sister was gone.

Later that day. At the ER.

Angela waited in the lobby of the hospital for her parents. She needed desperately for them to wake her from this nightmare. Annabelle would wake her up singing any minute now, she told herself. But this was reality. She at least needed them to lie to her and tell her it wasn't her fault.

Angela's father barged through the automatic doors with hate and grief in his eyes.

Before Angela could say anything she was being picked up and shook by her father.

"YOU STUPID GIRL! YOU WERE SOPPOSED TO WATCH HER! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!"

No response.

4 days later. At the funeral.

Angela had not spoken a word to her father who had joined Angle's opinion on it being her fault. Angela's mother hadn't spoken a word.

Angela watched her mother stare off into space with red puffy eyes. She was probably dreaming of Annabelle. Her father looked much the same.

People continued to offer their condolences and casseroles that would not help at all. Angela ignored the people while shakily standing up to view her sister one last time before the service started.

Angela timidly peaked over the casket.

Annabelle looked like the Angel she was. She wore a white dress with embroidered flowers all over it. Her face was so peaceful. She even wore a slight smile. She didn't look dead, just like she was in a deep sleep having a wonderful dream. She had a tiny flower crown in her braided hair.

Annabelle had always loved to have her hair braided. Angela remembered the Barbie doll hairdressing head they had gotten for her one Christmas. Angela sat with her all night till she was able to make braid, and when she did Annabelle had a second Christmas.

Angela smiled slightly at the memory.

The memory that only she knew.

The memory she would never share with Annabelle when they grew older and looked back on the good old days.

A single tear slid down her cheek as she leaned in to say the last words she would ever say to her sister.

"Forgive Me."

No response.

I splashed my tear stained face with water trying desperately to wash away the flashbacks. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was a killer. She looked so… scarred.

At the same time the bell rang the stall busted open. A chill ran down my spine.

Suddenly the towel rack began to rowel by its self!

I screamed and ran from the bathroom totally freaked out. I quickly escaped into my biology class.

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