the all mighty alice point of view because to know what happen only she can tell us. This is the only one that is going to be in her pov i dont like going back and forth i was going have to be told in alice pov.
I was going have her tell Bella on the phone but that s a sucky way to find out so yea. I could tell that Bella was tired so I told her to go to sleep and that I would see her tomorrow. I was the one walking towards her. That s something that I love about Bella, she could always make me smile and vice versa. We told each other everything, but I know she has her scars, as do I.
It all started the summer of our freshmen year. I went to spend some time with my family at their house outside of the city since Bella had gone home to Forks. My brother Edward had been staying in Chicago because he wanted to get ahead in his studies. My mother called telling me she felt alone with the house empty. The summer was spent like every other one, in the pool and going shopping. I asked my mom, whose name is Esme, to teach me how to cook. I wanted to learn after the pancake fiasco. And maybe sometime I could cook for Bella.
Hmm Bella, I liked her since she took me out to the gallery and that show, but she had to fall for that fucking slut Sky that broke her heart. I know that she wasn t into me, she like the bad girls with tattoos and piercings. Not me, who was a girly-girl. After they broke up I wanted to tell her that I wanted to be with her and I had tried so many times but chickened out every time.
I was sitting watching my mom make some pasta. When she told me to keep an eye on it, that she was going to make a call, I moved to the stove and start stirring the sauce. All of the sudden a hot pain shot all over my hand and wrist. The sauce had spilled all over my hand. I guess my screaming scared my mom because she was at my side in an instant. "Oh hunny what happened? This looks really bad, we should go to the hospital so your dad could see it, and make sure your ok." My mother said while holding my hand carefully in hers.
"Ok, could we please hurry? It really hurts!" I said trying to hold my sobs in.
We made it in record time. That s weird for my mom considering she was the one always saying that we needed to slow down. We stepped in to the hospital and my mom went to the nurse s desk and asked for my father doctor Carlisle Cullen. We sat in the waiting room for about 3 min before he showed up. "What s wrong Esme?" he asked in concern.
"Alice burned her hand and it looks really bad," she said answering his question while showing him my hand. He walked us to a room and then proceeded to wrap my hand. After we all had lunch together I started heading to the car alone, I think my mom and dad wanted some time alone. I shuttered thinking about it. There was this girl screaming to the nurse at the front desk. Her arm looked like it was at a weird angle. "Look at my arm! It s broken and hurts really bad. I need a doctor." she said with tears in her eyes.
"What s going on here?" I asked the nurse.
"Nothing, this girl just wants to walk in not caring that there are other people waiting to see Dr. Cullen," she answered putting on a fake smile.
"Well he just got here so I ll take her to my dad. Her arm looks really bad," I said. I wasn t going to walk away knowing that she might have to wait a few hours in pain. I took her to my dad s office, knocking to make sure I didn t walk in on anything important. When my mom opened the door she looked a little disheveled. "Hey dad, this girls arm doesn t look too good. Could you look at it?" I asked him sweetly.
We went to the same room that he took me and he put her arm in its rightful place, and put a cast on it. He walked out to let it set. "Uhh, thanks for helping me out. What s your name?" she asked giving me her left hand since her right hand was the one in a cast.
"My name is Alice Cullen, and you don t have to thank me. I didn t do anything major," I said with a chuckle.
"And I m Rachel Fletcher. It s very nice to meet you. And nonsense, if not for you I might still be waiting in the waiting room," she said. "Why don t I take you out to show my gratitude." she asked looking a little nervous.
"Sure, where would you like to go?" I asked her stepping out of the room and into the hallway. We headed to the front desk where my mom was talking with the nurse. "Hey mom, I didn t think you would still be here," I said to her.
"I was waiting for you." she said like it was the most obvious thing to me.
"Ok, uhh I m going to go out for the night, do you mind if I take your car since mine is at the house?" I asked give her my famous pout.
"Yeah, I ll just wait for your dad to get off of work. Please be careful," she said hugging and kissing me on the cheek.
We went to a bistro in the center of town. We talked about music, books, and etcetera. I found out that she just transferred to Seattle state. She was a year older than me. Her major was fashion, just like me so we had tons in common. We started to date when we got to school.
Every thing was fine until she got jealous of Bella s and mine friendship. She would say that Bella just wanted to get into my pants. She started to be possessive, she didn t want me to hang out with Bella anymore or anyone for that matter. If I didn t do what she asked she would get abusive. At first it was verbal and then it was physical. And I put up with everything because I thought I loved her.
One day I got out for class to find Bella leaning on the opposite wall. "Fancy seeing you here" she said trying to be funny.
I cocked my head from side to side and said, "If I didn t know better I would say you re stocking me Miss Swan," I said with a giggle.
"Well when I don't see you for more than a few weeks a friend starts worrying. What s wrong Alice?" she asked being totally serious now. "Do you have class right now? Let me take you out for lunch. I miss talking to you. "She said once she saw that I wasn t going to answer her first question.
I thought about it, if Rachael found out she would freak about it, but who was going to tell her? I sure as hell wasn't going to. So I nodded my head to her. She smiled to me and took my hand and walked me to her motorcycle. "When did you get this piece of sexy machine?" I asked taking the helmet she handed me.
"A week ago, I finally saved enough to buy it. One day I'll buy a new one, nicer than this one," she said getting this dreamy look on her face. I snapped my fingers and she snapped out of it. "Sorry," she said sheepishly.
We went to a caf close to campus. We talked about everything I ve missed. She got a job at a printing company. She said it paid poorly but that she loved it. She has sold some of her sketches to a private collector. All in all she was doing well. She asked about me. All I said is that I ve been busy with school.
"You know you could always talk to me about anything I won't judge you." she said looking concerned.
"Yeah, I know, well I have to be going to my next class. I'll call you later," I said getting ready to leave when I felt her hand on my arm and I flinched a little, she felt it because she dropped her hand right away.
I turned around to face her but looked everywhere except her. She put her finger under my chin so I would look at her. "I just wanted to say bye, and not to be a stranger," she said looking like she was ready to cry.
I hugged her and whispered in her ear "I won't I'm sorry," I pulled away and left her standing there.
When I got to my apartment later that day I found Rachel sitting on my couch hunched over with her head in her hands "Where have you been" she asked not even looking up.
"In class where would I be?" I said not in the mood to play games with her.
"You're lying," she said finally looking up at me.
"Why would I be lying to you?" I said heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
She followed me, "Because I wanted to surprise you and take you to lunch, but I guess I wasn't the only one there waiting for you now was I?" she asked with venom to the last words.
"No you weren't, Bella was there and she asked me to lunch and I went. I didn t set it up if that s what you're thinking," I said downing my water in one gulp.
She moved in front of me cornering me in, "Why did you go with her knowing that I don't like you being with her?" she asked her voice rising.
"Because it was an innocent lunch, nothing more." I said trying to move. "We ate, talked and that was it." I said looking at her in the eyes.
"So I made up that you hugged her and whispered something in her ear," she said very much angry at me now.
"No but nothing happened. Could you relax..." the sound of skin meeting skin was heard, and then the pain, she had slapped me across the face.
"Don't tell me to relax. You're my girlfriend, mine. You do as I say. And if I don't want you to see your little friend you'll do as I say," she yelled at me with fire in her eyes.
I had had enough, I was done with her. I don't know if it was adrenaline or what, but that was all the bullshit that I was going to take from her. I found my voice and said "You know what? I don't care what you say or think. I'm done with you. I don't want to see you ever again, you re not worth my time and love. If you don't trust me that's your problem not mine. You should be the one changing, not me." I yelled at her. Throwing the glass on the counter with a loud shatter. Her eyes got all wide, I had never talked to her like that. "You should leave before I call the cops," I said much calmer this time.
"You're going to regret this," she said through clenched teeth, and walked away.
The next day I went to the police station and put a restraining order on her. From that day on I never heard from her again. Me and Bella had our friendship back soon after.
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