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Authors Notes: Okay, to the wait didn't kill you all too much not even a week between chapters – I promised many of you that I'd get a chapter out before my massive adventure at Eternal Twilight 5 convention this weekend.

Please check out the authors note at the bottom for details of a very exciting NEW STORY which I'm co-writing with the awesome LisaDawn75.

Thanks to Tammygrrl foe pre-reading and beta'ing this chapter for me.

Previously...

Suddenly there is a quiet tap at the door. Confused; I shrug at the girls. Why would the janitor knock?

"Come in?"

The door opens and I am not ready for the sight I see. My stomach flutters again, but then lurches.

"Hey baby, oh, how I've missed you." His voice is soft yet dripping with venom as he looks at me in the eyes – gun pointed directly at me.

Chapter 36

BPOV

James.

James is here, in my class room with a smile on his face, his eyes dark, and pointing a Glock at me.

"Oh baby, I didn't realize we'd have guests this evening,"

Lisa and Alex whimper from their seats and cower away. I can't take my eyes off the monster before me.

"What, Izzy, are you not even going to say hello? How rude! I mean, I've made all this effort, to come all this way to see you... and I even brought someone who is just dying to meet you... because, baby... it seems my new friend and I have something in common." He pauses, twisting the handgun to the side and looking at me down the barrel. "You have made both of our lives a little more difficult."

I hear a quiet giggle... no, it's more of a cackle. For the first time, I manage to avert my gaze from James' and see the tall strawberry blonde behind him. She takes a step forward and studies me.

"Well, well, well... I must say I'm disappointed, Jamie... I know you told me she was homely, but I thought both you and Eddie would have had more taste." The woman sighs as she studies me, her blue-gray eyes somewhat distant.

"Oh come on Tan, what did you expect?"

The woman shrugged. "I don't know... she's kind of mousey... and short... hmmm, interesting to see the woman who apparently is better than my sister... or myself for that matter."

Her lips purse and she cocks her head as she steps back to James' side.

Tan? Sister?... Holy Shit... Tanya.

I hear quiet sobbing from next to me. Lisa and Alex are clinging onto each other, tears streaming down their faces, both of their sets of eyes are glued on me, imploring me to do something.

"W...what do you want... James?" I ask, my voice quivering.

"Hold on baby, I've not yet had the pleasure of the formal introductions. "Izzie... Isabella, this is Tanya Denali... Tan, this is my dear Izzie." He smirks at me and throws his arm haphazardly across Tanya's shoulder.

"Please... just let them go, if it's me you want, just let the girls go," I implore him, trying to sound confident – I don't think I pull it off as my hands are trembling in my lap.

Oh God, oh please, God... this is a student's, parent's and teacher's worst nightmare... being held at gunpoint.

"You're right, it's you. You are going to pay for what you have put us though you stupid bitch... and those cute little girls are not going anywhere. I know what little girls are like. They have mouths, and mouths like to talk. They're not leaving, and neither are you."

He takes a slow step towards me and I instinctively and protectively clutch my arms around my torso.

"Please," I beg. "They won't talk, they're just kids, please, let them go. Do what you want with me, I'll do anything, James."

James snickers. "See what I mean, Tan, she never listens. I'm sure she's got that douche of yours wrapped around her little finger. It takes a man to straighten out a little whore like this."

"I don't understand... you left ME... you didn't want me."

"You're right... why, Miss Swan, perhaps you're not as stupid as I thought... and to think that you begged me to take you back, even when you knew the truth. You FUCKED up my life, tried to pin your pregnancy on me. I want to see that you never do that to any man again. Starting with Tanya's man. Your precious Edward."

I gasp, my head snapping up to meet his. I look him in the eyes, bravely, and glance at Tanya. "You don't go near Edward, he is nothing to do with you, with either of you!"

"Oh, sweetheart," he drools, grinning, "We wouldn't touch your precious boyfriend... no, we'd rather see him suffer, and then my lovely friend Tanya here can swoop on in and pick up his broken pieces."

Tanya flipped her hair and flashed a perfect, brilliant white smile at me, her hands on her hips.

"Ms... Ms Swan... w..w...what's going...on," Lisa, half whispers and half whimpers next to me."

I stare at the terrified seniors and feel so terribly guilty that she and Alex are having to be a part of this.

James twists the gun in his hands again and chuckles deeply, looking at me first, and then his attention shifts to the girls.

"You see, ladies... Miss Swan here, might paint herself to be fucking perfect, but she isn't... you see, she tried to have me locked up, that was after she tried to pin me down after she got herself knocked up..."

My eyes meet his and I inhale sharply, willing the tears not to come. I can't believe, that after all this time, after everything, that he still thinks I lied about Sophie.

James grins around the room, and then nudged Tanya. "And this is the best part... when she finally came to the realization that I didn't want her anymore, she goes and gets rid of the bastard child in her gut. You think I'm a criminal? Well, your precious little teachie here, she's as good as a murderer."

My eyes widen and the tears brim. "You don't understand and you will never understand what I went through. She died, James... she died when she was still inside of me and I didn't know. I had to give birth to her, knowing that I would never hear her cry. My heart broke into a million pieces that day."

I feel Tanya's eyes on me. "Jamie, is this true?" she asks him, her hand resting on his bicep.

My ex just shrugs. "I don't give a shit, all that matters is that this stupid little whore tried to win me back, and she lost. I told you all about her, remember babe. She was just a bit of fun. Something different. It's not my fault she got attached. The only thing she was good enough for was that tight little pussy. "

The girls were not looking at James, and for that I was glad. I am in do doubt that they can hear the venom dripping from his words. I don't need them to see it, and see the hate in his eyes.

"Get over it," – the words have left my lips before I know it. "I am. I was stupid to think that I was ever in love with you. You used me, and I accept that now. So why the hell are you here? What are you doing in here, now? I'm confused!" I yell, bravely getting to my feet and standing before him.

James looks a little taken back, but only for a second. The look of surprise at my outburst is quickly masked by a sly grin once again. "I told you, it's time for payback. It's a bitch sweetheart. Lauren left me, because of you. My nose was broken... twice now, because of you. And I ALMOST GOT SENT TO MOTHER FUCKING JAIL... BECAUSE OF YOU!" he screams, spitting in my face and lunging towards me, his hands clamping down around my upper arms tightly. It's verging on painful.

He pushes me backwards, up against the wall. His rigid body pushes up against me and for the first time tonight, I'm truly terrified. Tanya hasn't moved, but she looks bewildered. I don't even dare look at Alex and Lisa.

"You are no good, you are SHIT!" he screams in my face, grabbing the gun and pressing the barrel under my chin, pressing it upwards. His finger hovers over the trigger and I know that with just one flex of his digit, my brains will be all over room one-oh-eight. I close my eyes and take a deep breath before looking at him again.

"Please," I whisper. "You hate me... I get that... I do, but just tell me what you want."

He shoves me back harder and raises his arms, pushing away from me and backing off. "Sit," he orders and I can do nothing but slide down the wall and onto my bottom.

"You ruined my life, Izzie." He replied curtly.

"And mine wasn't ruined?" I whisper, wiping away my tears. "I didn't mean to get you arrested. I wanted nothing more. It was Lauren who pressed charges after you hit her. I told them that you never laid a hand on me... I... I just had to tell them what I saw... I promise. Let me go, let us all leave and I'll do what you want, I'll get the police files from my father and show you. It was never my intent, James."

I almost kick myself for trying to suck up to him, but the last thing I need is to make him even angrier.

"Don't you dare take this all out on Lauren," he mutters, staring down at me. "She told me all about what you were like at high school, always the attention seeker. Always wanting to be pulled under peoples wings... you have not changed."

I look at him, confused. "Lauren said no more than two words to me throughout our four years of high school. We were different social standings... she used to shove me into a locker if I was in her way. She... she didn't even know my name."

"Oh boy, here she goes!" Tanya's tinkling voice chimed as she moved closer. "Yes, I remember Lauren talking about this. Bella Swan, always the victim."

I gaze at her. "And you are... exactly?"

She giggles and crouches down in front of me. "Oh sweetie, I am your worst nightmare. You see, I've been watching you for a while. Lauren and I... we are good friends you see, and when she found out that you and Jamie-Boy here were screwing, obviously she was mad... we used to have a good bitch about you... but then," she lowers her voice to a loud, sarcastic whisper, "and this is the best part... then, thanks to a certain social networking site, I see that you, of all people, have hooked up with the object of my affection, one Edward Cullen."

This is it! Everything is falling into place now. We are all linked.

"Edward must have mentioned that Lauren and I are besties, surely. We talked about it a lot when he spent the weekend mourning my father's death with myself and my family... you took him from us... if it were not for you then everything would be great. I would have my Edward and James and Lauren would still be together."

I shake my head, mainly at the strangeness and coincidences of it all. How can this all be down to me?

"Tanya, if it were not for you, Kate and Edward might still be together. You pushed them apart because of your feelings for him. How could you do this to everyone?" I ask her, staring right up at her. "Your sister broke off her long term relationship to please you because she was worried that you would be jealous. You have no respect!"

The strawberry blonde gets back to her feet and lets out a puff of air from her cheeks and her fists clench beside her. I feel the tears slide freely down my cheeks. "You know, I would rather have stayed just Bella. The quiet girl who no one noticed." I whisper.

Neither of them say anything, and the silence is deadly. My eyes flicker occasionally to the large clock on the wall. Shit. Edward is going to be freaking out. I'm an hour and a half later than I told him. James and Tanya have made themselves comfortable at my desk. Tanya is doodling all over my lesson plan.

Where the fuck is the janitor... there must be someone in the building.

I decide to try again. "James, please at least let the girls go... their parents are bound to come looking for them... they won't say anything... just let them go..." I trail off, looking at the girls, silently pleading to myself that they will go and get help.

James gets to his feet and stalks over to where Lisa and Alex are curled up together across the room. "If I let you go... you wont say anything. You know nothing of what has happened here tonight, and you DO NOT remember my face. You got that?" he whispered sharply.

Lisa looks at me and I nod, tears once again flowing. I wrap my arms around myself and stare at my knees. At least the girls are safe. At least they get to go home, unharmed. I tell my self, over and over as I hear them get to their feet and shuffle out the door. The classroom door opens and closes quickly and I listen to their fleeing footsteps as they run for their exit.

Shit. This is it. This is the end of Bella Swan. They are going to kill me.

My thoughts are confirmed as I feel the coolness of the barrel of the gun press up against my cheek. I open my eyes and slowly raise my head, but am shocked to see that its Tanya holding the Glock, not James.

"You are going to let me do it still, right Jamie?" she asks as she leers at me.

"Do what you want babe, I'm tired of this shit. She's all yours."

Tanya Denali – a total stranger -is going to kill me.

"Tanya, you do realize that if you do this, there will be even less of a chance that Edward will run into your arms?" I tell her, because, lets face it, I have fuck all to lose now. I might as well go out strong, not my usual meek and mild self.

She presses the gun harder against me and leans in. I feel her warm breath wash over my face. "Maybe not, but at least he won't have you, he'll just have your body and your bones to mourn over, and who knows, maybe one day, he'll come for me."

"He'll fucking kill you..." I whisper, my eyes meeting her icy blue-gray ones. She has no expression, her eyes are just cold and dead.

"You... fucking... BITCH!" She screams, raising her other hand and slapping me hard across the cheek.

My eyes screw tightly shut and I wait for my demise. I wait for a shot to ring out and for true darkness to overtake me. I wait for the pain, but all I hear is the door fly open and a familiar voice booming loudly.

"Bells!"

JACOB!

I open my eyes to see my friend run into the room and towards me. James jumps to his feet and eyes Jake – all six feet and five inches of him. Tanya however just turns to face him, pointing her weapon at his chest.

"Bells... I heard screaming, please tell me you're okay!" he raises his hands in front of him. "what's going on?" he looks between myself, James and Tanya. James looks bored. "I told you I'd end you, if you ever came near her again, Hunter," Jake spits at James, at the same time not taking his eyes off Tanya and her loaded weapon.

"Jake!" I cry as I finally find my voice. "Go, please, just go, don't get involved with this! I can't have you hurt too!" I sob as I struggle to get to my feet.

Tanya spins around as she senses my movement. "Get back DOWN!" She cries out.

I watch in horror as Jake takes her turning as an opportunity to get closer, he quickly positions himself between myself and my attacker, his arms reaching out around me, cocooning me from anyone and anything.

Everything sounds muffled for a moment but I hear more yelling and my name is being called. There is a sickening bang and I feel myself slump to the floor, a dead weight pressing on top of me. I can't breathe, I can't see, it's all black. I can smell blood.

I hear another shot and more shouting. I hear my name over and over again.

And then, nothing. Silence.

*runs away and hides in the corner and waits for the haters to come with their pitchforks* - I know... I know... It's going to be about ten days before the next update, but at least you got some answers in this chapter, right?

Okay, so, for a long time now, my friend and fuck-awesome Beta, LisaDawn75 and I have been saying that we should co-write something together – and now that time has come. Last weekend we came up with a story...

Eyes, Look Your Last – a different take on the Twilight Canon.

Edward Masen and Bella Swan are beginning to settle into their new lives and careers together when the unthinkable happens. Can Edward's hazy memories bring them back together and stop him from acting upon instinct?

Either click on my profile to find the story, or on Lisa's or remove the spaces from this link to get to it.

http:/www . fanfiction . net/s/6739710/1/bEyes_b_bLook_b_bYour_b_bLast_b

I just have one more thing to say – GO TEAM SILVER BALLS – THREE DAYS TO GO!