Chapter 11 BPOV

It was too dark in my room.

I hate the dark.

I had tried various methods to help me become unconscious again, none of which worked.

Charlie had been worried about me, as I had been over 3 hours late home from school.

He had shouted, Pouted and even hugged me; Charlie Never hugs.

I didn't give any explanation of my whereabouts and simply shrugged nonchalantly when Charlie had implied that I had been with a friend.

I ate dinner with Charlie; doing my usual, stare out of the window, and don't talk.

Charlie carried on asking me about where I had been and I carried on shrugging.

I eventually abandoned my dinner and escaped upstairs telling Charlie that I had homework.

I just sat there on my bed doing absolutely nothing.

It was so boring but what else was I expected to do?

Yeah, I could hang out with somebody.

But really, who could I hang out with?

I'm pretty sure they must all think I'm completely insane by now.

I realised with a sudden childish giggle that I had walked out of two of my classes today, and nobody seemed to give a shit.

If Charlie ever found out that I had basically skipped school I was fucked.

I tried to get up but my back protested. Ow.

My neck was killing me, The muscles were straining from my position.

I groaned as I pulled myself off of my bed and went to go have a shower.

The warm water calmed down my protesting muscles, and left me feeling refreshed.

I washed my hair with Charlie's shampoo; I'd run out of mine.

I finished the warm water and proceeded in having another shower, this time a cold one.

My eyelids were drooping and my steps faltering causing me to hurt myself more than usual.

The water woke me up like a fucking piranha.

I had never felt so awake; It was an odd feeling, but I relished in it.

I got dressed, In a hoodie and some grey skinny jeans.

I made my way back to my room, and looked at my clock.

It was 12.36 am, so I decided to go for a walk outside to clear my head.

I glanced in the living room before I left, just to make sure that Charlie was definitely asleep.

The room was pitch black, so I listened intently for a moment; after listening for about 2 seconds I heard Charlie's snoring.

I Sighed as I felt an overwhelming jealousy at my fathers wonderful release which I could never find.

God Bella, Get over it.

I had never been the type of person to be jealous of many people, but I just didn't understand why I couldn't do it.

Angry at myself, I decided to go on a walk around my new home town.

If I was gunna live in this shit hole, I needed to know where the fuck everything was ya know?

I took a scarf and wrapped it tightly around my neck and mouth; It was fucking freezing outside.

I closed the door as quietly as I could and made my way out of the houses.

I tried to stay under shadow cover as my neighbours would have wondered what the hell I was doing out this late; Not that I knew what I was doing, But who cares?

I headed north behind the houses, and walked aimlessly for about an hour, before deciding to go further out.

I ended up In a small town-Well, I say town, I mean village- called La Push and It seemed nice, but it was so quiet and eerie.

Honestly, I was fucking creeped out.

I eventually saw a beautiful beach up in the horizon and I made my way towards it.

The waves were crashing onto the shore, leaving foamy white patterns along the grainy sand.

There were beautiful pebbles scattered everywhere, they were so colourful.

I was so taken by the sight; It was the most beautiful place that I had ever seen.

Across the shore, up along the top of the cliffs, I noticed three tall figures and I strained my eyes to see what they were doing.

One by one, They all jumped off of the highest cliff top.

I screamed at the top of my lungs and started to run towards the foamy waves.

I remembered as my feet were getting soaked by the ice cold water that I couldn't actually swim.

Shit!

I retreated from the water, just in time to see the face on the last boy.

Jake.

I felt the tears pouring down as I remembered the times me and Jake would hang out when I visited Charlie a few years ago.

That was the last time I visited Charlie.

I was sure there must be no chance that they would still be alive.

I dragged myself up off of the cold pebbles and slowly dragged my body towards the edge of the beach.

I didn't know what the fuck to do.

I could go home and tell Charlie.

No, I couldn't.

Ugh, think Bella!

I heard a noise behind me and almost screamed.

Almost.

I managed to keep the scream held in and slowly turned.

I let out a sigh of relief when I noticed that it was just Jake.

Jake.

Jake who I had just seen jump off of an extremely high cliff.

Shit.

"Hey, Uh, Jake? Its Bella. I used to come here to see my dad?" I mumbled out, It sounded like a question to me.

Jakes expression turned taunting. "I know who you are princess. We've been waiting for you"

Me?

Why were they waiting for me?

I realised with a sudden jolt of fear that Jake wasn't the kind guy he used to be.

I backed away from him but he grabbed my hand. "Where do you think your going!" He shouted at me. I flinched away from the horrible edge in his voice.

"I need to go home. Its really late Jake. I'll come back some other time okay?" I whimpered to him, not meaning the words at all. I pulled my wrist away from Jakes grip carefully and turned to walk away.

As I turned Jake grabbed my waist and turned me towards him, he grabbed my face roughly and kissed me. He kissed me fucking hard.

He was really hurting me.

I don't understand this.

Jake used to hold hands with me while we walked down the beach, he used to take care of me if I fell over. Now he was hurting me.

I pushed Jake off of me, and punched him square in the jaw.

I felt the bones in my hand snap and whimpered as I cradled my hand.

Punching Jake hadn't made the situation any better; If anything I had just made mattered worse.

He rubbed his jaw for a second while I attempted to get away from his piercing anger.

My attempt to run was fucking pointless.

He was so fast, it took him less than a second to catch up with me.

Once again he grabbed me by the waist and tried to kiss me.

I pretended to respond to the kiss- more like assault- for a moment, before kneeing him right in his fucking dick.

He groaned and fell to the floor in a pathetic heap, and I took the chance to run away.

Why the fuck had I come out here.

I ran and ran.

I was tripping and gasping, but I had to keep going.

I got past the border for Forks and began to relax.

I stopped for a moment and sat down on the grassy roadside, gasping for air and trying to control my shaking hands.

Once I was fairly calm I got up shakily and began walking slowly back to Charlie's house.

Note to self: Never go back to La Push.

As I rounded the corner to Charlie's house I was suitably calmer.

That was until I saw the dark figure standing under the lamppost, and then my heart began hammering in my top once more.

The person turned away from my home and began walking the other way and I began walking again.

The figure turned and I saw some of the features of the face and sighed.

It wasn't Jake.

I ran up my doorstep and pushed the door open roughly.

I began shaking again as I realised I had made it, and slid down the front door, placing my head in my shaking hands.

I had never expected Jake to be the person I would have to fear here in Forks.

After a few minutes I was calm again, and made my way upstairs to have another shower.

I looked at the clock on my way to the bathroom and gasped.

It was only 2 hours after I had left here.

A glance in the bathroom mirror told me that I was going to need a very long shower.

My hair was matted with sand and mud knotted into it, and my face was red and blotchy.

I smelt like a football player or something; I was that sweaty.

I stripped down and got into the shower.

I didn't have any energy left.

I didn't know what the fuck to do, and I had the feeling that if I told Charlie about the cliffs, and about Jakes antics that he would have me fucking sectioned.

I had never been a person to hate easily.

For Jake I could most certainly make an exception.

A/N hey guys. Sorry its so late. But ya know? Better late then never (: Enjoy!

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