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Chapter 9
Isabella Swan froze as her mind tried to register what Edward had just told her. My dad is dead? She asked herself as she sat stoic on the stony steps of Edward's apartment building.
And then it hit her. Pain; an unrecognisable, yet unmistakeable pain. She stood up, and then swayed as she tried to regain her balance. She couldn't breathe. It was as if the part of her heart she had been saving for her father had suddenly been burnt away. A candle, or a match, maybe? No, that'd be too slow. Something faster and more aggressive had set her heart alight; more like a blow torch.
She walked away slowly as she tried to grasp the fact that the idyllic father she'd waited for, for the last 7 years had died exactly 7 years ago. All this time she'd been longing for a father who would teach her how to play baseball or would threaten to castrate any guy who'd come near her. Bella had dreamt of a father who would walk her down the aisle and tell stories about her to his grandkids. But that was all a waste because he was already dead.
She faintly heard the voice of someone calling out her name but she just carried on walking until she ended up at her house. In a trance, she carried out her nightly routine before heading off to bed, all the while telling herself that she didn't need him. She didn't know him and he's dead; time to move on.
Just as she'd gotten under her covers and closed her eyes, rays of sunlight came pouring into her room. She sighed deeply, "Just great (!)"
That morning, she'd gotten dressed for school and grabbed a bagel before jumping into her car. She looked up at the time on her dashboard which read 7.48. Almost a half an hour earlier than usual, Bella decided to drive over to Angela's to waste some time. She knew Angela's daily schedule by heart after hanging around with her for as long as she could remember, and so knew that Angela probably wouldn't be leaving her house till quarter past 8.
After licking the crumbs from her bagel off her fingers, she popped in her favourite CD mix into the player, turned it up loud and slumped down as she looked off into the sky. The soft, familiar intro of Cosmic Love by Florence and The Machine soothed the tension in her mind and body. But when the bass hit, it was as if her mind woke up again and all the feelings she'd tried to stuff into a box in the corner of her subconscious had found its way back again. She was furiously angry as well as extremely upset. Bella cried out as she beat her fists down on the steering wheel. "Why?" She yelled as she sobbed loudly, "Why him? Why me? JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE, FOR FUCKS SAKE!"
Before she knew it, Angela's arms were wrapped around her shoulders as she tried to soothe and calm her down. "It's okay, sweetheart. Angie's here now."
When she'd calmed down a little, she explained to a worried Angela that she'd 'tracked down' her father and found out that he'd been killed in a 'drive-by'. After a lot of "Oh, no's" and apologies, Angela insisted that she drive, deciding that being sad meant Bella was an invalid.
When lunch came around, Bella was now on her 5th cup of coffee, sleep desperately trying to take her whilst she tried to stay awake.
"Bella, all this caffeine is really not doing you any good! You know I read an article in Elle about how caffeine makes your pores widen." Angela babbled on, her words not really registering in Bella's brain. But somehow, when Bella felt a certain someone's presence beside her, her brain decided to wake itself up.
"Hey Edward." She said, a smile creeping up on her lips as she took in his appearance. He was wearing a casual grey Ralph Lauren polo and a black and grey striped cardigan. His black slim fit jeans were accompanied by black Vans.
"Hey Isabella." He murmured as he struggled to open his strawberry yoghurt; his brows furrowing like they usually did when he concentrated.
Mike Newton and Adrian Booker were conversing about the Yankees game as they both took seats at Bella's table. Angela and Bella silently motioned for them to stop talking as they pointed at Edward whilst they held in laughter. When he finally opened it, he looked up and said, "What?" causing them all to burst out laughing.
Edward's face reddened in embarrassment, "That was exactly what I needed." Bella choked out as the laughter died down.
When the school day ended, Bella grabbed her books from her locker and was applying her favourite nude lip gloss in her compact when she bumped into someone and dropped everything she was holding.
"Schiesse!" She cursed, and then knelt down to pick up her stuff. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I..." Her words started to jumble up in her mouth when she looked up into the ice blue eyes of Jacques Dubois; the new guy from France who makes every girl melt and fall to her knees in his presence.
"No, no, no. Je suis desole, Isabella, it was me." He smiled sweetly as he picked up her books for her; the deep dimples in his cheeks and his delicious French accent making her forget who she even was. "You okay?" He asked genuinely, sweeping his shoulder-length ash blonde hair to the side.
"You-you-you know my name?" She stuttered foolishly.
He chuckled, and then said, "Of course, I wouldn't forget a beautiful name for such a beautiful woman." He smiled again then handed her books to her before walking away to the car park, leaving Bella staring after him.
Bella recollected her thoughts and wiped the drool from her mouth just as Edward and Alice approached her.
"Aah!" Alice screamed, "He is so freaking gorge!"
"I know!" Bella squealed with her.
"Pshh," Edward scoffed, "I honestly do not understand what you all see in that guy. He's not that hot. And besides, something's not right about him." He accused, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Hater!" Bella and Alice sang in unison as she opened the door to the Media room to find Angela chatting animatedly with Bella's co-editors, Rachel Krauss and Latoya Bingham.
"Ange? What are you doing here? I thought you were going shopping?" Bella asked as she laid her books on her desk.
"Yeah, well, I gave that up just to spend some more time with you, so be happy chica!" Angela gave her a knowing smile which Bella returned; she knew that she was only staying to cheer her up after what happened that morning.
"Alright, we're gonna head out then." Edward told her.
"Yeah, Bella, see you tomorrow!" Alice bounced over to Bella and kissed her on both cheeks before skipping out of the door.
Flustered and surprised by her actions, Bella mumbled an, "O-kay..."
2 hours later...
"Ughh, Bella I am so bored!" Angela whined.
"Yes, Angela, you've been telling me that for the past hour. Just let me save this and we'll..." Bella was interrupted by the sound of a window being smashed.
Their heads both snapped towards the left wall where 2 men jumped through the broken window with ease. The tingly sensation on the back of her neck told her that they weren't ordinary men. They were supernatural and definitely evil.
Bella grabbed her friend and pushed her behind her as she fell into an instinctive crouch. "What do you want?" She asked them, her voice sounding surprisingly menacing.
"You." One of them answered before charging in their direction.
"Just stay there." Bella whispered to Angela before stepping on the chair beside her and propelling herself into the air. She curled her leg in the air and kicked the guy in the face. As he fell backwards, his hat fell off, revealing the jet black hair and bright silver eyes that Edward told her about the night before. Sytrix, Bella concluded. Just great (!)
The other Sytric opted to use magic and threw a black orb-like ball surrounded by surges of electricity at them. Bella's eyes widened in surprise but she recovered and threw her own fireball at him. The balls hit each other with a huge force then disintegrated. She then pummelled him with many balls of fire until he collapsed to the ground. "Take that, freak." Bella spat.
Bella heard Angela scream her name behind her. She whipped around to find the first Sytric holding Angela up on the wall with his hand wrapped around her throat. Shit, she can't breathe. Bella thought, what do I do? What do I do? She jumped up and down as she panicked hysterically. She looked at her palms in haste. "Where are these fucking powers when you need them?"
When she looked up again, Angela was slumped on the wall, her eyes closed and unmoving. She was either passed out or dead. Bella desperately hoped it was the former and not the latter but that didn't stop a feeling of dread from crawling on Bella's skin and seeping into her bones. They killed her, she thought, just like my father.
It was then that everything rational and calculated about Bella flew out the window, she was all instinct now. Her pupils dilated then disappeared, as did her irises, until Bella's eyes were completely white. Unfound wind began to make her dark brown waves whip around her shoulders and the air seemed to become thicker and almost electrified. Her mind was gone, tucked into an unknown part of her brain. All she was thinking now was that she wanted to hurt those motherfuckers so much that all the Sytrix in the world felt it tenfold.
The one who murdered her best friend stood still before her in complete fear. A large amount of power bubbled up in her body then escaped with a loud roar. Bella opened her eyes to find that both the Sytric were gone, and all that remained were a pile of ashes where they last stood. But it wasn't just those 2. Bella could sense that there were about 4 more Sytrix just outside the school doors.
She blinked repeatedly as her mind returned and she became herself again before running over to where Angela laid, the panic also returning again. "Oh God, oh God!" She checked her pulse as she was taught in health class, "Oh, yes, she's alive." She sighed in relief.
"Jake?" Bella called out for the only person she could think of. With a 'pop!' he appeared beside her.
"What is it? ... Oh!" He gasped as he saw Angela's fragile, human form crumpled on the floor. "She's alive, right?" He hoped.
"Yeah, just help me get her to my car so we can take her to the hospital." Bella told him.
"So what happened?" Jacob asked as he ran with Angela down the hallways bridal-style.
Bella took in the images of the many ash piles that littered the school floors. "That's what I'd like to know." She mumbled.
Honestly, I am so sorry for the ridiculously long delay. I've just been so busy these past few weeks doing volunteering and stuff so that I can get it out of the way before I apply to Universities next year. && Now Ramadan has started so I'm fasting on top of all that. So basically, I just haven't had ANY time at all. I managed to write this chapter in like 2 hours and thats all the free time I had so I'm sorry its so short!
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