AN: Thank you to all of you reading this now. I didn't think so many of you would come back to read this. I'm so glad you did. Thank you.
Thanks to DreamOfTheEndless and SweetLovinCullen for pre-reading.
She's stronger than I am, however. Within milliseconds, I'm the one pinned to the wall in her place, her hands clasped onto my shoulders painfully.
"You don't get to touch me," she snarls, the animal inside of her slipping out.
As soon as the words leave her mouth, she must realise what she's done. She steps away from me immediately, choosing to stand on the other side of the couch across the room.
"I hate what you've done to me," she says in frustration, sounding as if she is in pain. "I've never once intentionally harmed another person, and yet I've already hit you."
"It's okay," I tell her slowly. I deserve her anger. "It's what happens after the change. Your moods just need to stabilise."
"It is not okay... This isn't me." She crosses her arms over her chest and stares at the wall to the left, refusing to look at me.
I'm not sure what to say. I don't think there is anything that I could tell her right now that will make her feel any better. I bet Alice would know what to do.
"Isabella," I begin hesitantly. "You tried to commit sui-"
"I'm aware of that," she snaps.
"Exactly," I continue. "So how happy could you have been with who you were?"
She finally looks at me in shock which morphs into anger.
Yet again, I think I've said the wrong thing.