Author Note: I actually updated again! XD I feel good about myself for updating. ^-^ Although, disappointingly, I have updated late. School came out of no where, I'm sick(I gots a cold!), my friends have been having problems and apparently they have adopted me as their shrink or something, I had a mental breakdown, and stupid fanfiction keeps deleting this :[ .

Unfortunately nothing important happens in this chapter. I really need to stop dilly dallying in my writing or it becomes boring drabble. -_- pft. I write like a little kid. Woohoo I suck. -throws streamers and confetti-

I would like to thank Black Tattoo 666, Blue Tulips, SpunkRansom101, WolfKid 4eva, captured-stars-22, Vera-Cruz89, Twilight-Jacob-Lover, Rae-Prite, and Moxxie Angel. You guys are AWESOME! (hah! caps) This chapter is dedicated to you guys because you read and reviewed my story. :D

The songs for this chapter are The Authority Song by Jimmy Eat World(can you believe I listen to this kind of music sometimes? It's not bad, but it's so not mah style if ya get mah drift XD It actually fits nicely with the last part of the chapter) and Let The Bodies Hit The Floor by System Of A Down or Drowning Pool(or any other version, there are many of them. I love the song. ^-^ It fits what happens to Bella and what I suppose she should be feeling in that place, read and understand what I mean).

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters mentioned in this story. I do not own any of the songs or bands either. Nor do I own the lyrics. I do not own any brand names in this story. I do not own any movies or books mentioned. I own nothing but the writing in which said things are presented.

Previously:

My need to know more got the best of me and I prepared myself to keep reading the journal that was now my Bella-bible. It held most things I wanted to know about her. I wondered what other secrets it might contain.

The only way to know, would be to read more of it.

Chapter 14.- Let The Bodies Hit The Floor

One – Nothing wrong with me

Two – Nothing wrong with me

Three – Nothing wrong with me

Four – Nothing wrong with me

Let The Bodies Hit The Floor by System Of A Down

Let The Bodies Hit The Floor by Drowning Pool

etc. etc.

So I did.

It's been a few weeks since Diana has gotten here. I have been able to hide her Fridays and Saturdays but it is only a matter of time before the rest of the doctors here discover what happens to Diana every week.

She has become violent with everyone, she came here with a smiling face hopping to get out soon but as soon as we told her she would be staying indefinitely she turned violent and went into a rage I had never seen before. Diana no longer talks to me, she just glares, hisses and growls. Completely inhuman sounds that frighten me to my core.

I need to help her get better, if she no longer believes in fallacies I may grant her a bit more freedom but the head doctor says she is not to be set free ever.

They were never going to grant her freedom. I was shocked, how can they do that to someone? I could sympathize with Bella. I would be mad after finding out that I was never going to get out of a place I loathed no matter how hard I tried too.

I wondered why Dr. Cullen wanted to help her so badly. She was just another patient. Or was Dr. Cullen the same with all his other patients? Maybe he had seen the strange strength, determination and fire in her eyes an decided to help her because of it.

Extremely interesting this was.

She struck out at a nurse today. She had to be held down. Diana has become unstable and is not going to be allowed to spend time with any other patients.

…

It has been weeks upon weeks since Diana became violent and will no longer talk with anyone in a friendly manner. We tried to sedate Diana at one time but the sedatives lost their effectiveness after fifteen minutes. Because of that she rendered a doctor unconscious yesterday and broke my wrist. We have her locked in a cushioned room, should she try to do anything to herself, and in a straightjacket. But the nurses only use the straightjacket when Patient Diana becomes too violent to control.

I fear that her mental sanity is rapidly diminishing. She spends her Saturday mornings sitting in the corner of her room; at her own request no one is to bother her. The doctors and nurses only respect that decision because Diana said it was her mourning day, the day she mourned her father, mother and unborn brother, the unborn brother she never told me she had. She keeps writhing and dying then reviving every Saturday, no one has noticed yet. I hope no one will.

…

She is gone.

Somehow during the day today Diana managed to escape. There is no trace of her, we issued a missing person warrant at the police station. We fear what might happen with her on the loose.

I am frightened for my family. Because she might target my family and I. But for now I have not seen her.

…

I am constantly haunted by her memory, at the asylum. I fear I must search for another job soon or I myself may not have much more of my own sanity left.

…

We have left our old home and jobs to move to a different part of Phoenix. But she still walks my dreams and roams the shadows. No place is safe. I constantly wander the halls of my home trying to protect my family against her unseen spirit.

My mind is no longer safe.

My wife, Esme, has been asking me why I am so jittery, asking me why we had to move all of a sudden. I will not reveal what Diana told me. I must not reveal what I know at any cost. I suspect that thinking of her invokes her.

…

I have not slept soundly in weeks. Diana is everywhere. I looked in the mirror and she was behind me, at night I hear her voice whisper that she will get me, I see her shadow slinking along the hallway, I hear her strangely soft footsteps, I hear the small bells of her bracelet clinking.

The smallest noise makes me cringe, the slightest movement makes me flinch.

Rocking back and forth I must try and stay sane. For my family.

…

Esme is worried, I can see it in her face, everyday it becomes worse. Everyday I spend looking around like a madman, everyday I run out of the house to escape the image of Diana stalking my family, everyday I get out of bed at night. Esme has grown distant, looking at me cautiously, every so often tears appear in her hazel eyes, but I am at a loss on how to comfort her when my frame of mind is so delicate that only a glimpse of brown hair makes my heart start beating.

…

I do not know what to do about my condition. It has been months, many many months since I left the asylum. I fear I might have to return … as a patient. I cannot bear to cause Esme more pain. Yesterday she approached me asking me if I was being unfaithful, for at night I was not there and in the day I ran off avoiding everyone. I was shocked that she had come to such a conclusion. I tried to reassure her that I was not being unfaithful but my voice was tired and my eyes were hollow. I could see Esme did not believe me. I do not wish to loose her.

I must do something, anything to get rid of the horror that clouds my mind.

…

I cry. Esme left with the children today. I could do nothing but watch them file out the door. My little Edward and Rosie looked at me with such confusion that I felt my insides twist. Esme sobbed to me that she just couldn't bear for me to keep secrets from her. She wasn't sure what it was, but she assumed it was with another woman.

I didn't even have the energy to defy her. To challenge her. To reassure her.

…

Searching and assuring myself that she was no longer here seemed like a good way to keep her away from my fearful thoughts. I have searched every nook and cranny for Diana, I have gone down the darkest alleys and asked for her, I have gone to the police station and inquired about her whereabouts, I even went to her old foster family's house only to find that no one was home, I'll go again tomorrow after my shift. That is the last place left to search for her.

…

Today in the newspaper there was an article about a car crash. The whole family died. It appears that yesterday afternoon another car had crashed into them. The car exploded before the family could get out. As I read the names devastation riddled my mind. It was Diana's foster family. Had she caused this? Was she behind it? Would she come after me next?

…

I have been getting better, I have ridded my thoughts of her uncanny name.

I crawled back to Esme losing what little dignity I had left and begged her to take me back. She did. She is still wary and full of suspicion but she will stay with me for now.

…

Weeks have passed since I have last seen any trace of her in my dreams and surroundings. But my sleep remains uneasy for I have developed a habit of sleepwalking from the time when I searched the halls for her.

I rest easier now, knowing she is not near and will not find me nor my family.

The journal ended there. I shivered. She certainly had found his family, this couldn't be a coincidence. There had to be something that compelled Dr. Cullen to come to Forks, this couldn't be a coincidence. But what had compelled Dr. Cullen to do it?

If her history was correct then the second verse that screamed "Bella" at me—

Repent, repent! The end is nigh

Repent, repent! We're all going to die

Repent, repent! These secrets will kill us

Now get on your knees and pray for forgiveness

—was about Bella asking Destiny for forgiveness. And probably about Destiny telling Bella that she needed to repent. Hm, that sounded right to me.

I had a mission for today.

I needed to follow Bella today after school because, excitingly, today was Friday. So I would need to follow her through the night too. I needed to give Dr. Cullen and Mrs. Cullen an excuse to leave the house for the night and Saturday. There was very little probability of them letting me go out on a Friday. But I needed to do it. I could risk the chance of not going. Or maybe I'd just yell at them and stomp out, that would ensure that I could do what I wanted. I grinned. That sounded good.

Then I would need to question Dr. Cullen about why we moved here. I was sure he would give me the same reasons he had before but this time I had an advantage I didn't have before, I could read his mind.

This is going to be good.

I grabbed the notebook and the photo album and placed them in the big brown box again. I shoved the box into the farthest corner of my closet and covered it with things so that no part of the box was visible. Who knew what other marvelous information the box might contain.

I had no more time to look through it tonight, my thinking had taken more time than I thought. So hiding it would be the most prudent thing to do. It was already 6:20 A.M. Alice would surely bound in—or try to since the door was locked—any minute now.

Right on time the door knob jiggled and then there were three rapid exasperated knocks. "Edward! Open up!" Alice's voice drifted through the door.

I stood and walked toward the door, I was about to open it when my eyes caught my eye. Redundant much. Bright gold. Damn it! I couldn't let Alice see me like this. Sighing I decided to dress myself. I wasn't in the mood to deal with Alice's fashion whirlwinds right now anyway.

"Not today Alice!" I called back. Geez, that information was so interesting my eyes turned gold. I would have to be careful with my eyes now that I knew how quickly they changed.

"Fine!" she her angry retort muffled by the door. Humph. I didn't even want to dress him anyway. I heard her angry footsteps echo down the hall. Gone she was.

Now, to choose my clothes.

Shoes: high black converse. Pants: dark jeans. Shirt: black Insomnium band T-shirt. And a black windbreaker. I smiled. I wasn't that bad at matching things, I chuckled, or maybe I was and I just didn't know it.

I walked into the bathroom and did my normal morning routine.

Once I was clean and in my clothes I walked back into my room. As I packed my backpack with everything I would need through the night I realized I had left my flashlight in the forest. I growled, surprising myself. Oh shit. That sound was so not human. I licked my lips nervously and pressed them shut.

I kept packing my backpack, I had search for my spare flashlight and tossed it in with the rest of the stuff.

I checked my eyes in the mirror and laughed in relief. They were green again.

Flinging my backpack over my shoulder I rapidly sped out of my room and locked it with the key. I breathed a sigh of relief, the box would be locked in there, and no one would touch it. I could not risk losing it.

Now it was time to argue with Mrs. and Dr. Cullen. Pushing back my pity for the poor doctor's mind I sucked in a breath, cracked my neck and fingers and headed downstairs.

Dr. Cullen was sitting at the kitchen table reading the news paper and Mrs. Cullen was cooking breakfast. Oh, how nice a perfect family portrait. I rolled my eyes at them and headed toward the refrigerator.

I put some cereal in an empty bowl. Cereal and a glass of juice was better than anything Mrs. Cullen could dish out. I poured milk in my cereal and served myself a cup of juice without glancing at Mrs. Cullen who's eyes I could feel burning into me.

"Edward …" Mrs. Cullen said hesitantly as I sat far from Dr. Cullen at the table.

I sneered in her direction. "Save it." I ate my cereal and drank my juice.

When I had finished I looked back at them who were looking at me sadly. "I'm going out this afternoon." I stated.

Dr. Cullen spoke. "No you are not. Friday's are family nights."

I snarled at him. "Family nights?" I mocked him. "I'm not part of your family. I'm. Going. Out. And I may not be back until tomorrow, hm, tomorrow in the afternoon maybe." I added thoughtfully.

Dr. Cullen was red in the face and Mrs. Cullen looked shocked by my rebelliously.

The good doctor started screaming first. "You are not going out after this little attitude! You-"

"You, you, you, bla, bla, bla. I'm going out. Suck it up and deal with it." I retorted coldly while I spun on my heel and exited the house.

"Edward! You come back here! Edward! Do not disobey me!" Dr. Nut-job screamed from the doorway. He was practically foaming from the mouth.

I made that mocking talking hand puppet and got in the Volvo. I didn't even bother to wait for Alice or Rosalie before I took off speeding down the roads. They could take Rose's car.

I smiled. Fighting with them and disobeying was fun, it made me feel happier. I grinned to myself. I was finally acting like the moody teenager I was supposed to be. I realized I hadn't paid any attention to their thoughts, if I had it would have been hilarious, but the time had passed, I sighed.

When I got to school it was still early. 6:52 A.M. Not bad Edward, not bad at all. I complemented myself and hopped out of my car. I scanned the parking lot for any sign of a bej.

There! I spotted Tim and Tom coming towards me from the far side of the parking lot. They waved and grinned their toothy white smile at the same time. Weeeiiird.

I started walking toward them all the while listening to their thoughts.

Our new club member doesn't look like much. He looks kind of gangly to me. Tom thought. And he fainted last night. He mentally snickered.

Tim was thinking much nicer things. I love new members! They're fun to teach things to.

I smiled at them shyly as we came closer. We stopped in front of each other.

"Hi." I said.

Tim grinned wider if such a thing were possible. "Y'ello. You can call me Thing One." He bowed.

Tom shoved him and Tim tumbled to the ground. "Thing Two at your service." Tom also bowed.

Tim reached up and pulled Tom down. They scuffled with each other on the ground for a moment or two then glanced at my perplexed face and scrambled to their feet. They blushed.

I chuckled at their blush and thoughts. Tom seemed to be the darker of the two, happy and silly but a bit darker. Tim was just plain silly nonsense all around.

Geez. So much for acting cool in front of the new guy. Thought Tom resentfully.

Gosh, we acted like fools in front of Edwin. I hope he still thinks we're semi normal BEJ-wise. Tim thought.

I laughed. "I think I'll stick with Tim and Tom. I don't think I've properly introduced myself. I'm Edward." I said.

"Ed-ward." Tim tried it out. "It's too long a name ain't it Tom?"

Tom nodded. "How 'bout Ed?" I shook my head. "Eddie?" I shook my head again. "Then what?"

"Edward. Just Edward." I said.

Tim spoke. "No, no, no. We're not having that. How 'bout … Rusty?" I shook my head. "Werd?" I shook my head. "Mr. E?" I shook my head. "Dwe?" I shook my head.

"This one is tough. But we'll get a nickname for ya." Tom stated determinedly. Tim and I'll need to think this name out.

"O … kay. I guess … If you want to." I said hesitantly. I didn't like nicknames. They were stupid, well the ones for Edward were.

"Come on Edward. Bella wants to see you." Tim made kissy noises.

Tom slapped him on the head. "Stop doing that every time Bella asks for someone!" he raged. I hate it when he does that. It's like disrespecting her.

He can't tell me what to do. "'Stop doing that every time Bella asks for someone.' Nie nie nia." Tim mocked under his breath in a high pitched voice.

I chuckled. "Let's go see Bella."

"Good idea." Tom shot Tim a look.

They started to lead me to the stretch of woods where they had been acting funny while they were on drugs. I followed behind warily. I hoped they weren't expecting me to do drugs too. I didn't do those kind of things. I was a "golden boy"—as Bella put it—after all.

As we entered the forest I spotted some of the bejs scattered around in the surrounding area doing various activities.

"Ey, Sammy! What the hell are you trying to do?" Tom yelled at Sam.

Sam was currently clinging to the bark at the base of a tree a few yards away from us and frantically clawing at it with his hands. "I'm-trying-to-climb-this-TREE!" he said between grunts of exertion.

Tim and Tom exchanged a look. Idiot. They both said in their thoughts.

"You're an idiot. You know you're never going to be able to climb that tree Sam." Said Tom.

"I-will-to-climb-this-tree!" Sam said between grunts again. He lost his grip on the bark and fell backwards hitting himself on the head. "Stupid tree!" he yowled while holding his head. "I will climb you!" Sam shook his fist at the tree.

I laughed, Tim and Tom followed suit. Hey, I was already making friends! Or that's what they want you to think. Shut up! I don't need your advice right now.

We kept walking.

"Poor tree." Tim commented to Tom, "It's never going to get rid of Sam until he can climb it. And that'll never happen." Poor poor tree. I shall mourn him.

Tom chuckled and suggested, "If I were the tree I would try to run away, or at least fall over and kill Sam."

Finally we came to the clearing where the bejs had been laying the day before. Had it really only been a day ago? It felt like so much longer than a day.

Bella, Emmett and Jasper were sitting in the middle of the clearing having a heated argument in that weird language Bella had spoken with Emmett yesterday.

"Great, they're arguing again." Tim sighed.

This was the perfect opportunity to ask what they were speaking in. "What language are they talking in?" I asked quietly.

Tom snorted. "No idea. They invented it or something. But they don't want to tell us what it is. They always us it when they don't want us to know what they're saying." His nose wrinkled in distaste.

"Oh." I said. There wasn't much else I could ask about it then. Their secrety secrets would stay secret for a while yet I guessed . Darn it.

"We'll leave you here now." Tom said. And they left.

I was suddenly anxious. The fact that Bella was a Demon had finally sunk in. Weren't Demons evil? Bella didn't seem evil … But what if she was? I shuddered. She could try to kill me. Or worse. I gulped but started to inch closer to the three arguing bejs.

They still hadn't noticed me. Their argument seemed to be escalating.

Bella was yelling. "Satnauc secev et ognet euq riced Em, le se onu ed sortoson!" she waved her hands around erratically.

"On ol se! Ebasneiuq euq se! Jazz ecid euq etneis sasoc sarar odneiniv ed le. Salam sarbiv!" Emmett screamed back angrily.

Jasper added his bit quietly. "Etrapa reya es oyamsed ne oidem ed al adan nis anugnin nozar."

"Yah anu nozar rop al euq es oyamsed orep on obed selriced. Y sedetsu ol nebas!" Bella growled.

"Setna ed esrayamsed abatse yum odidnufnoc y etneperred oitnis omoc nu kcosh. Satsug olemracilpxe?" Jasper said scathingly.

Emmett jumped to his feet. "Sev! Ase se anu añes alam! Sortseun sogimene etnemelbaborp ol natse odnajenam, omoc nu eretit!" he wiggled his fingers and hands like he was playing with a puppet.

Bella jumped to her feet as well. "Ho zevlat odot otse ol onoiserpmi ochum! Acnun es et aibah odirruco euq zevlat abatse yum odasnac!?" she put her hands on her hips defiantly.

"Oneub ... ose se elbissop. Ognopus ... euq zevlat se odilav ose." Emmett responded softly.

Jasper looked thoughtful for a second. "Is, ose ednopserroc noc ol euq abatse odneitnis."

Bella nodded and looked triumphant. About what, I had no idea.

Emmett grunted. "Oneub. Ol euq aes."

I had tried to listen to their thoughts but all I heard were more of these strange words and some images of myself whirling around in a hazy blur. Emmett's mind was clouded by anger and worry while Jasper switched back and forth between weird words and wordless feelings—which confused me greatly to say the least. I still could not access Bella's mind, how frustrating.

Since their argument seemed to be over I decided to make myself known. I coughed quickly.

Their head snapped over to stare at me. How long has he been standing there? Emmett and Jasper thought.

"Not long." I answered unthinkingly, I covered my mouth with my hand once I realized what I had done. "Shit." I said under my breath and muffled by my hand. How could it be that easy to slip up.

Honesty or mystery?
Tell me, I'm not scared anymore.
I got no secret purpose.

I don't seem obvious do I, do I?
I don't seem obvious do I, do I?
I don't seem obvious do I, do I?
Do I?
Do I?

The Authority Song by Jimmy Eat World

Author Note: :D Oooh! Here comes the strange language again. :) For those of you who know it, be quiet don't tell anyone, just review so I can tell you what it means =D. XD haha. For those of you new and still in the dark you must review and I'll tell you what it is and what what they said means.

I loved writing Calisle's diary, I think I might just write another story featuring a more complete diary. I really really liked it for some reason. XD

Kinda boring chapter. Nothing very new. But Eddie made a mistake, you know, there at the end. :O

WTF?! I just realized that so far this story has fourteen chapters. And I've spent those fourteen chapters describing ONE DAY AND A HALF! ... THE FUCK? I knew I was verbose but this is just silly. Oh, well. I'll just keep writing my ridiculously long and verbose chapters. XD

Oh! And keep asking questions if you need to. :)

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Oh my God. Rosalie. "My sister?" I choked out. No …

"She's already one of them." Bella said remorsefully.

I was suddenly furious, I might not love Rosalie very much but she was my sister. "You gave them my sister?! You practically shoved her toward them!" I yelled at her. "How could you? If you knew what they were going to do?! How could you fucking do that?!" she was a Demon all right.

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That doesn't rhyme ... and I need to stop rambling and just update already ....