Authors Note-Okay, so, admittedly, I have been avoiding this chapter. But I figured I would just write it to get it over with...On the plus side, I got recommended to get into All-State Band next year, I might be going to a 'band camp' even though it is really a music program. Told my best friend and she told me 'this one time, at band camp' ha. Laughed at that one. And! My Choir got a GOLD in a competition we had yesterday!!!! :D Ha, okay, I will stop with my happiness, and get to the story.

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I stared at the clock, counting down the seconds until class will end. You know, it is funny. I used to dread this time of day, having to go back home to my torture, but now that I have something to go home to, I can't wait for it to come.

"YES!" I yelled as the bell rang, cutting off my teacher in mid word. He smirked at me and said to the class, "Okay, since some of you seem to be so excited to get away from me, do the worksheet I gave you for homework and have agood day."

I blushed as I jumped up from my seat and ran to the door, running into several people on my way. They gave me annoyed glances but moved out of my way quickly so I did no more damage. "Someone is eager to get out of school." Someone said from behind me and I jumped and turned around, expecting to see my angel.

"Oh. Yeah, I guess..." I looked at Mike, confused. He was the last person I wanted or expected to see. I mean, I didn't really know him personally, but from what I heard, he only talked to girls when he wanted to date them, and I was not about the get onto his list. "Uh...I'll see you later, Mike." I said turning around only to have his hand on my wrist and turning me back around.

I winced but obeyed and turned to look at his smirking face. "I actually wanted to ask you something. I was wondering if you would like to go to this party of Friday. It is supposed to be the party of the year." He smiled a huge smile and I rolled my eyes. There are never parties in Forks, of course this one will be the party of the year. It will most likely be the only one of the year.

I smiled and opened my mouth to answer him but someone beat me to it. "Sorry, Mike, but Bella is busy hanging out with my family on Friday." I looked back and saw Emmett standing there looking at Mike with venomous eyes. He smiled at me and winked and that snapped me out of my shock.

"I'm sorry, Mike..." I turned around to apologize but didn't see anyone there. I looked around, confused, and Emmett laughed.

"He looked so scared, I thought he was going to have a heart attack!" He stopped smiling when he looked at my serious face.

"Thank you, Emmett, I really do appreciate it. But, if you don't mind me asking, where is everyone else?" I smiled at his relieved face. He probably thought that I was going to freak out on him. Why would I freak out when he just said what I was thinking? There is no point.

He smiled and started leading me out of the school back to where the cars were located and pointed his finger. There, I saw all of the Cullens standing there, smiling and talking amongst themselves. "I got her, guys, we can go now!" Emmett boomed and everyone stopped and started climbing into the car after they smiled at me.

Edward stood, waiting for me by his car, which I remembered him driving me to school in after everyone left and held the door open for me. "Thanks." I mumbled as I stepped into the car. After a few seconds I knew he joined me but I was too lost in my own thoughts to acknowledge him.

I can't believe he actually stayed last night. I was so afraid he would come and get me. He is my best friend, my angel. I am kind of sad that I haven't had anyone to be friends with before this, because if I knew it would be this good, then I might have. Screw rules.

"Bella?" I heard Edward call my name and I shook my head, trying to get the thoughts out of my head.

"Yeah?" I smiled and looked at him. "Did you say something? Sorry, I was thinking." I blushed at how odd I must have looked.

"Oh, don't worry, I just asked how school was." He said while he patted my hand while he was looking at the road. I grabbed it and smiled as I remembered how boring school was without his family there to talk to.

"It was actually one of the most boring experiences in my life." I chuckled at the irony.

He smiled and squeezed my hand. "I could say the same about mine, but school has always been boring for me." I looked at him pointedly and then looked back out the window.

We drove the rest of the way to the house in a comfortable silence. I only noticed how tired I was when I actually got into the house and went up to my room to change. I yawned and layed down on my bed for a few minutes to close my eyes and I guess I fell asleep because there was no way the next thing I saw was reality.

It was late and I was in the living room, walking towards the stairs, I turned the corner when I heard my name. "Isabella!" ...He was mad. What did I do? I thought helplessly as I walked back through the living room, slowly, shaking. He was in the kitchen, drunk. He staggered towards me and I could already smell the beer. I was scared.

I tried to run away before anything was done but then I noticed something hidden behind his back. He looked at me and smiled. It was the most horrifying thing I had ever seen. He seemed to have gained his balance back because he came towards me. I remember seeing him take the bat from behind his back, and then everything went black.

I woke up and felt pain. You wouldn't think you would, but it coursed through out my right arm and left leg. It was unbearable. My mom came downstairs and saw me. She silently helped me up and into the shower. "It's 5 AM." she said and walked out of the room. She came in minutes later with sweatpants, a turtle neck and a coat.

I got out of the shower and got my first real look at myself. My neck was bruised along with my arms and my left side of my torso. My whole right arm was black and blue as was my leg. I didn't want to stand, I barely could. I couldn't show pain.

I put on my clothes and book bag and walked to the bus stop. I focused on anything but the stares while I limped down the street.

I got to school and was in the worst pain ever. I walked to my locker, alone. I looked into my bookbag and realized that I had everything I needed. I closed my locker and went to my first period.

By the time I got to English I was in so much pain, it was...unbearable. I sat down in my normal seat next to Kaitlyn and Angela, two girls that I had grown acquainted with. I was doing all I could not to cry. Kaitlyn was the only one that looked at me. She gasped and just looked, stared. After what was probably only five minutes she said, "He did it, didn't he?"

I was speechless. My head was screaming, asking how she found out, but I couldn't say anything, the pain was too strong. If I said anything, I would lose it. I looked at her and then turned in my seat towards the front of the room.

Luck was not on my side today. We had to read our stories that we got graded last week to everyone. Kaitlyn and Angela looked up at me while I got called on. I tried to keep my face blank of any emotion as I slowly got up and walked to the front of the classroom. Once again, Kaitlyn and Angela were looking at me, seemingly waiting. The darkness was closing in with every step that I took. I had to give in, it was so welcoming. No pain, just silence.

I woke up, hearing someone screaming. It wasn't me, though. I tried to breathe but I couldn't. My whole body was shaking, my brain screaming to me for air. I couldn't, though. I looked around with blurry eyes to find who was screaming. My eyes rested on one person.

Why are they screaming? It seemed like it was miles away now, but I still remember the panic on their faces and the look of urgency in Carlsile's eyes. The edge of my vision started to blur and I fought against the darkness. There was no use, my lungs wouldn't cooperate and I was slipping deeper and deeper. I finally let myself be engulfed into the darkness where I worried about nothing and no one could hurt me.

So...just an after note, for the most part that dream was my own...so don't like tell me it doesn't sound real or something, because for the most part, it is about as real as it is going to get. Just saying.