A/N: This chapter is short. But don't forget that this is the third part of a three part chapter.

FAQ:

Q:Why did Bella go back home to her parents when she knew what a bad time she would have?

A: Because Bella being the silly little girl she is - she thought that her home life had changed. The last time we saw Renee was when Emmett walked her out. For all she knows, Renee could've had an epiphany. But no, unfortunately not.

Q: Why is Edward with Irina?

A: Since next chapter will be from Edward's POV, you will all see soon. ;)

Q: What is wrong with Renee? Why is she such a bitch?

A: Renee is a majorly fucked up woman.

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The poem in this chapter is called Fallen Angel by Dan Zuewski. I admire it, alot.

P.S. Have you seen the press release for the New Moon movie? I knew Demetri was hot in the books. But in the movie? Damnn. He's gonna be smokin'. ^^

I dedicate this chapter to; shewhoshallwrite because her review was freaking HILARIOUS. ;D I lol'd for quite a while. And to wordpainter 007 because she's just an amazing reviewer in general. So sweet. I look forward to her reviews every chapter. -nod-

Last but no least, Jamie edited this chapter.

Enjoy! (Sorry for the long AN)



I am a fallen angel

The earth is my home

I went away from the light

Because I preferred the comfort

Of the shadows and night.

Silence takes over the fear from the remembrance of the pain.

I know that once I was a child that was happy and knew that there was no fear to be had.

Scars, torn and red. Bruises, round and purple. Fear, reminiscent and black.

Three things that would always remain with me no matter where I would go.

I should have been more alert, more on my guard. Nobody should be let in, nobody should ever come as close as the people at college had been.

No more. No more of this.

Everything must go to the way it had been before I even moved to Chicago.

I thought that moving there would be a fresh new start. But now I understand it all, every single thought that had went through my head.

There was no fresh start to be had. Everything must be the way that it was before. The way that it is now. Nothing can change.

I will always be this weak little person, while everybody else is strong.

"Look at you, Isabella. Just like the way you were before. I think you've learned your lesson." Renee smiled, helping me out of the cage.

"Yes, Renee. I quite agree. I think our little Bella is ready to go back to college after all." Charlie smiled at me with equal agreement.

I, myself, couldn't agree more. I had definitely learned my lesson and I would never forget it.

I knew that it was wrong of me to think so poorly of my family. After all, they worked long and hard these past two weeks trying to make me see clear.

Each purple mark along my body was further proof that they loved me and only wanted the best for me.

"What do you think, Bella? Do you think you're ready to go back to school?" Renee asked.

I nodded. "Definitely. I promise to behave myself this time."

"That's our girl." Charlie said, hugging me as we made our way into the hallway.

My bag was still there as I had left them. I reached down to grab them, but a sharp pain pulsed through my back.

Charlie saw the strain and picked up my bag for me. I smiled in thanks to him and he shrugged nonchalantly as if to say 'no problem'.

This time, Renee came with us to the airport, occasionally singing in bad tune to the songs on the radio. Which, of course, Charlie and I laughed at.

They each hugged me goodbye at the airport, seeming glad with my attitude.

"It was so good to have you back, Bells." Charlie said, hugging me tightly, but not tight enough to make my body hurt.

I nodded wordlessly and then Renee launched at me with her own hug.

"I'm so glad that we got you back to the way you are. We hate it when you go through these phases." She said, hugging me just like Charlie. But then, her hug got tighter and I found it difficult to breathe. I just imagined that it was Renee being overwhelmed, but then she whispered deadly, "You tell anyone about what happened back in Forks and I'll make sure you'll never see daylight again."

I gasped softly, too soft for anyone to hear. Then she pulled back, smiling sweetly as if she hadn't said anything more than what she just did.

I shrugged it off and waved goodbye to them and then made it through security and then terminal that my flight was in.

All through the waiting and sitting on the plane – I was immersed in my own thoughts.

I had to make sure to stay away from the Cullen's and Hale's from now on. From this day on, they had no part in my life and never would again.

On the flight from Forks to Chicago, I had my journal open and had begun writing about my experiences about the past two weeks of my stay.

I knew that if I had kept it to myself then I would eventually blab to somebody. And I couldn't do that. No one will ever know.

All the pain I felt was not important. What was now important was that my parents had finally accepted me to be the daughter I should be.

It felt so good to be back in Chicago, back in the windy city. It made me feel more at home.

But I shook that feeling off. After I was done with school here, I would be returning to Forks to live with my parents. And that was it.

I was walking up to the campus from the taxi I had arrived in, when I felt it again. Someone watching me.

I passed it off as a figment of my imagination. That's all it was. Just as Jasper had told me last time.

I had to stop imagining these things.

In my room, I saw that Edward nor Alice were here. Edward's things that he had packed had still remained gone.

I dropped my bag on the floor and sunk onto my bed low, hiding my face under my pillow.

A few silent tears escaped my eyes, allowing me to be a human for a few moments.

I was not allowed to cry while I was in the Swan house. In Renee and Charlie's presence, or not.

I was simply taught that if I felt pain or sadness, I could not let my weakness be shown. I simply had to hold them back.

And that was what I was going to do.

No more miss nice girl. It was time to go home.

I am not evil

Though I am not considered good

Yet all are told to fear me

But I am just misunderstood

Just because I am draped in black

And I no longer have white wings

Sprouting from my back

I am forever destined to remain alone.