Chapter 2. We Are Broken
"So, Edward, have you ever thought of banging that Bella of yours?" Kyle Anderson asked Edward as if Bella belonged to him.
"Ew, I don't even think of her that way. She's like my sister." Edward said like a second grader afraid of cooties.
"Your freaking sexy sister." Kyle said under his breath, "If you don't fuck her, I will."
Something inside Edward snapped. He grabbed Kyle by the collar and pinned him against the lockers that lined the wall since they were in the locker room getting changed after gym. "Don't ever talk about her that way in front of me unless you want to die."
Edward let go and walked out of the room. He couldn't help but hear from behind him Kyle scream, "Sounds like you're jealous."
And though Edward shook his head he knew deep inside that it was true.
Bella wasn't excited at all to go to the party that night at James Haderon's house. She knew he was the most popular senior in the school and that, as a freshman, it was an honor to be invited. Only three other people were asked to come: Edward, Kyle, and Jasper. Even with those three invited she was still the only girl going. She should have felt privileged but instead she got knots in her stomach and a lump in her throat. She was nervous and she could barely breath.
She had on a micro-mini skirt from Abercrombie and Fitch and a V-neck screen tee from Hollister that said You Know You Want Me.
Her brother Sam, who was James's best friend, took her with him to the party around eleven.
As soon as they arrived Bella had jumped out of the car and almost tripped over her own feet. Sam saw and started to crack up. She glared at him and then headed inside.
Then she saw James and something inside Bella glowed.
"Hey Bella." He said nervously, though he hid it well.
She smiled a hello back at him and then turned away because she knew he was just saying hello and just inviting her because her brother was his best friend. What Bella didn't know was that James had liked Bella since the day he had met her. She was four years younger than him and that it was wrong for a senior to date a freshman, but she was just so beautiful.
Hours passed by and Bella had talked to almost everyone at the party. They all seemed to except her, even though she was a freshman.
It was about one o' clock when Bella was alone and sitting in the living room with no one to talk to. She really needed to find Edward but she couldn't. And since he didn't know where Sam and Edward were so just wandered around by herself.
Then, after a while she felt a hand on her shoulder. She gasped and turned around quickly.
James was the one standing behind her. But it was not the James she had seen just hours before. His eyes were blood shot and he seemed to be out of it.
"Um, hi James." She almost whispered.
"Bella, come here, come here," James put his arm around her, grabbed a beer from on the coffee table, and led her upstairs into his room. There were other people there, about four. She recognized two of them as James's other best friends Jake and Austin. They looked the same as James, with bloodshot eyes and slurring words.
The other two people were also guys but Bella had never seen them before; they couldn't have gone to her school. Everyone would know anyone who hung around James, and she hadn't seen them before.
James sat her down in one of the five chairs that surrounded a small table. She looked down at the table and her eyes widened. Cut straws and a white powdery substance covered the table.
She looked up at James, helpless. She knew it was wrong to do drugs, but if she needed to do it to fit in, she knew she would give in and try it, but she told herself it was just this once.
Once she sat down in the chair all was history. Hours passed by and she got high off of heroin, pot, and even some meth. By the time it was three AM she was so high she could barely talk. Everything looked different and everyone didn't seem the same.
She didn't even realize, until after a while, that James was making out with her and her shirt was off and so was her mini skirt, and before she knew it they were in James's bed doing things a little girl should not be doing.
Two Years Later
"Bella, over here!" She turned to see Alice waving her over to the table she always sat at with Edward, Alice, Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie and Kyle.
Bella did not smile. She did not rush over to grab a seat. She walked slowly to the table and sat down hesitantly. She wasn't going to eat lunch for the third day in a row because she knew what would happen if she gained any weight even though she was already down to a size zero.
"Bella, you haven't eaten lunch in days." Emmett said in concern. Edward's attention was pulled from his food. He hadn't noticed Bella hadn't been eating and was instantly anxious.
Bella shrugged like it was no good deal. She would go on fasting streaks often if she thought she was getting fat, afraid of what would happen if she got over ninety-five pounds.
Edward's eyebrows scrunched together. "Bella you need to eat." He told her sternly.
Something inside Bella snapped. "God, would you guys just get off my fucking back?" She screamed as she got up and stormed out of the lunchroom.
For the rest of lunch they all sat in silence.
-0-0-
Bella ran through the halls and then looked down at her watch. It was 2:01.
Her eyes started to burn as she felt the tears coming. She was late and she knew what was going to happen.
She finally got to the parking lot where she saw the familiar red mustang with the black racing stripes running through the middle. And then she saw his face, the one that haunted her dreams and made them nightmares.
His eyes were black as coal and his face as blank as snow. Bella knew what that meant. "Bitch, I can't believe you were late. I bet you were fucking some other guy. Am I not good enough for you, you nasty little whore."
And then he raised his hand above his head, his eyes felt like fire on her soul. And yet she still loved him after all he had done. He was there when no one else was and that was really all she ever needed and so she stayed with him. Because he was all she had. And even through all the pain, there was love in his heart, or at least that was what she told herself, hoping it was true.
Sweat poured down Bella's back and tears down her face as she sat straight up in her bed. It had been a horrible dream, or you could call it a horrible memory.
Next Chapter: Though Edward didn't show it, anger had come into his heart that day, causing him torment and disappointment. Something changed inside Edward. They say changes can be for better or worse. Though he didn't know it then, this one would change his life forever, and it was definitely for worse.
