Hello, everybody! My exams are over (!!!!!!!!) and I can now update more often, increasing the pace of this story. Then we can all happily progress into the sequel, which I have already thought out and hope that it will be as well-received as this current story.

Well, thank you so much, Take My Breath Away for guessing my name since you're the only person who actually responded. Which makes me curious as to how many people actually reads the author's note? Those who does, say aye! But nope, sorry, Take My Breath Away, my name isn't Jessica. But I guess you can get a small prize, in any case. PM me and tell me what you want and I'll try to have it added into the story. Try to make it reasonable?

For the others who still wants to try, my name doesn't appear in Twilight or New Moon, only in Eclipse. So, that should narrow the possibilities by a million. Heh. Oh, and this time, only the winner gets the prize, unless only ONE person participates. So if more than two participates, the winner gets the prize. If one takes a guess (in the form of a review), then she'll still get the prize. I think.

Okay. Stupid talkative me, right?

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Disclaimer: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse-- all NOT MINE.

Chapter 13

bPOV

I screamed and screamed and screamed.

I writhed and struggled with all my might, fear growing rapidly in my chest that it was starting to engulf me whole. But in a blink of an eye, everything had changed. The small breeze disappeared, together with the gentle sunlight and the evil Edward and the beautiful flowers. But my fear was still growing, still engulfing me. My eyes saw nothing but a wild frenzy as my legs started running.

Have I lost control? Because suddenly, I couldn't feel myself doing anything. I just seemed to be trapped inside a body, while that body cried and ran. A sharp pain was shooting up my ankle but the body never stopped running and my surroundings never stopped blurring. All my mind could think about was the look in Edward's eyes before he bit me on my neck. And I kept running and running, because I knew Edward was after me.

As I emerged from the school, my feet ran on gravel. The pain in my ankle was getting unbearable but it distracted me from my fear. My hands were busy wiping the tears away from my eyes and my legs were busy bringing me far far away. To where, I had no idea. But my heart was hurting so badly on the inside. Why, I had no idea either.

I fell.

My knee and palms instinctively broke the fall but inertia caused me to skid slightly on the gravel. Scratches formed immediately on my knee and palms and cheeks as the sharp edges of small grey rocks pierced my skin. I laid there, feeling so detached. My heart didn't hurt anymore, because the physical pain far exceeded it. Like how babies keep crying when they hurt themselves, my tears never stopped flowing. So there I was in the middle of the school's big and empty car park, lying on the ground, water leaving my body constantly through my eyes.

Slowly, I regained control over my body. I stopped the flow of tears and let myself think. My body was still reluctant to move, because the pain had not yet subsided. But would it ever? I ignored that negative thought as I planned. After the pain has gone away, I would walk to the General Office and call Charlie. I will tell him calmly that I have injured myself and want to go home. He will come and fetch me home. I will stay there and never ever go back to school.

I pondered deeply on the last thought. But before I could, a pair of strong arms lifted me off the ground and started walking. Pain shot through every single pore of my skin and I screamed. The arms never put me down. I tried in vain to open my eyes to see who it was, but the pain made it impossible. And then, biting my lip, I tried to struggle against those strong arms. But it held on even tighter.

The bell rang, and footsteps could be heard echoing through the school corridors as noise grew increasingly louder. A huge crowd of student surged out from the school and out to the gravelly car park. They hardly noticed the blood stains on the floor left by me.

"Is it so unbearable to be taken care by me?" The arms suddenly said, and I slacked in his arms. It was a male. A male who just saved me from being a public spectacle. A male who just saved me from being trampled by hundreds of students. A male who was surprisingly strong.

Mike Newton.

Ohho! I was going to continue, but i just realised what a good cliffhanger that was, you know? And I didn't even plan for it to happen, my fingers just typed and typed. Don't worry. I'll update really soon. If you give me quick reviews, I think the next chapter would come out on Monday.

Actually, the next chapter will still come out on Monday even if you don't review me. But, you guys should know how reviews have the ability to inspire me so I can type more and type happily. Anyway, I have this niggling thought that some people wouldn't like this chapter, like crzy4d. (Sorry I failed to heed your review about the whole emotional rollercoaster being too fast and loopy. I just realised. I promise I'll improve in the next few chapters. Really.) So, voice out your dislike, or like.

Hm, FreakkyMusicGirl, I don't really have a fixed idea of how Bella looks like because I think Bella looks different to everybody. So, whose face do you think of when you read of the Bella in my story? Or does she have a completely different face than any other person on this planet? It's all up to you to decide how Bella looks like. :D

And, hahahahaha, TemporaryMadness, I LOVE YOU TOO. xoxo.