I Do Not Own Twilight
Chapter Two- Reunited and Painful Truths
Bella's POV:
"Alice, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I could ask the same of you?"
"And I would tell you to go away and let me kill myself in peace," Alice flinched visibly.
"And I would tell you that there was no way in Hell I will do that. You're coming with me Bella,"
"I don't want to. I have no right to be with you, I have no right to live," I say, and Alice glares at me. "Alice, you weren't supposed to come, not yet any way. Edward was supposed to find me hanging from the tree, read what's in my bag, and realize that he might not give a shit about me, but I loved him literally to death."
"Bella, that's sick," Alice pulled my head from the noose and grabbed my wrist. "What's in this bag, any way?"
"You can open it, I don't care, you trashed my plans anyway," I grumble, jumping off the branch and landing on my feet.
Alice opens the bag and pulls out the pictures first. The first is a picture of me, slitting my leg open with my knife. Then is a more recent picture, of my infected leg, the next of myself holding a gun to my head. I had missed, and shot my leg.
Alice looked revolted. "Why, Bella? Why?"
"It was an escape,"
"You're coming home with me, I'll call Charlie, and tell him," She offers.
"I don't live with Charlie any more, Alice. I live on my own, now," I tell her. "I guess I'll go with you."
Ithaca, N.Y.
Alice POV:
I drag Bella into the house. She's even lighter than before. It scares me.
"Esme! Carsile! Every one!" I called into the pallor. "I'm home!"
Jasper came down the stairs at a human run, followed by Rose, Emmet, Esme, Carsile and Edward.
"How was your trip?" Esme asks.
"Well, good for the most part, but the last part was miserable," I say.
"What was wrong with it?" My Jasper asks.
"Ask Bella, our suicidal, slitting human friend," Every one gasps.
"Is that true? Did you try to kill your self, Bella?" Esme whispers.
"Yes, multiple times."