Hey guys! Here is the next chapter! I apologize for any typos or anything! It is now currently 5:45 am, and I have been up since... well... yesterday morning. hahaha. I hope you enjoy! Please R&R!

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Chapter 2: Hot and Cold

BPOV

I winced as I made my way to school Monday morning. This weekend had been hellish. Ever since I got home from the party, it was like life had been punishing me for having a moment of almost happiness. Charlie had been extra rough with me this weekend, to the point where I was fairly certain my left arm was broken, and that one of my ribs was likely cracked. Not to mention the concussion I am sure he gave me the night before after twisting my ankle and throwing me down the stairs.

It wasn't anything I hadn't lived through before, but it didn't mean that it sucked any less. Plus, he hadn't bothered to get more fucking groceries. I just killed off the last bit of crackers yesterday as a desperate bid to get some calories. Luckily, he was also out of beer as of last night, so he would have to go to the store today.

I made it to school just in time for the bell to ring, and tried to walk as normally as I could to class.

By the time I made it to lunch period, I was not only exhausted, because I was pushing my sleep deprivation to its max, but my blood sugar was probably low from not eating enough. Then add the raging headache, and I was not in a good mood.

"Swan! I see you went to the party Friday! Who told you that you could come?" I heard. I looked up to see Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory standing there looking at me with matching cruel grins.

"Just a friend." I said, smirking as I thought of Edward.

"Since when do you have friends?" Lauren sneered at me.

"Since when did you have the brain capacity to both walk and talk at the same time? Wow… I guess we all learn new things every day." I said, not bothering to keep the snarkiness out of my tone.

She looked pissed, and before I knew what was happening, Lauren was pouring her milk over the top of my head.

"Fucking bitch!" I said, and got up quickly, too quickly. I winced from my ribs, but ignored it, and squared my shoulders. "Get out of here before I pop your implants."

She glared, but walked off in a huff anyway. I sighed and went towards the bathroom, wincing from my various injuries the whole way. I did my best to wash the milk out of my hair before going to biology. This day officially sucked.

I sat down at my lab table, resting my head on my chin, waiting for class to start. I was the first one here, especially since lunch hadn't even ended yet. I just didn't see the point in going back to the cafeteria.

A few minutes later, the classroom filled, and to my surprise, I heard the chair next to me scrape as it was occupied by Edward.

"Wow… Two school days in a row, I think that's a record, Cullen." I said with a small grin.

He just glanced my way, before huffing and turning away with a cold look. He didn't look like he was in a good mood.

"What's up? You look pissed."

"Drop it. " he said, before turning towards the front of the room, and ignoring me.

He spent the rest of class without so much as glancing in my direction.

I didn't know what the hell I had done to him, but this officially was the worst day ever. I didn't know what I was thinking, thinking I had actually made fucking friends. I am so stupid. Why would they want to be friends with me?

Then an idea occurred to me. Was I supposed to sleep with him Friday night? Is that why he let me join them? Was I supposed to accept a ride home with him, and let him have sex with me just because him and his friends smoked me up?

I was suddenly livid. It was the only possible explanation I could come up with, since I hadn't even seen him since then, and he went from nice to an asshole.

However, at the end of class, I didn't even get a chance to confront him before he was out of his seat and gone before everyone else.

The nerve of him! Granted, I didn't know for sure that that was the reason he wasn't talking to me, but I couldn't find any other possible reason for his behavior.

At the end of the day, I knew damned well that I didn't have the strength to walk around for the next several hours, so instead, I just made my way to the part, and curled up on a bench. I rested my head on my knees, and just watched the kids playing, and the traffic passing.

I stayed there well into the night, until no more kids were there, and cars became a rarity.

Finally, when I was pretty sure it was around midnight, I got up slowly, wincing from pain and stiffness, I headed towards my house.

When I got there, I wasn't so lucky. Apparently it was only around ten, and Charlie was still up.

"Look who decided to show up today." He slurred as he stood up, walking over to me. I was dripping wet from the rain, and still pissed. I wasn't in the mood for this shit.

"Charlie, just go to bed. I don't want to deal with you today." I said quietly.

I saw him raise his arm then, and slap me so hard that I felt my neck twist from the force. I winced.

"You don't talk to me like that." He said, before pushing me into the door so hard my head slammed into it. I could feel blood wet my hair. Great, another fucking concussion. I thought. I don't know why I wasn't even afraid tonight. I used to be scared of this, until I realized the worst he could do was kill me, and frightening as that was, it oddly did not scare me anymore.

He landed a few more hits before he got bored with it, probably too drunk and tired to properly enjoy himself, especially after getting so much of it out of his system this weekend.

I sighed, and slid down to the floor. I knew logically, that I had to keep moving. With the force that went into the hit to my head, I knew damn well that I needed to stay awake, though it was proving impossible. If I went another day without sleeping, I knew I would start hallucinating. The tunnel vision was already getting ridiculous.

I forced myself to stand, and leaned against the wall until the spinning stopped, before I left the house again. Fuck homework, and fuck cleaning. Maybe the rain and cold would keep me awake.

I found myself back at the park about an hour later. I was about to sit down on the bench when I heard a familiar laugh from the bushes behind the playground. I started towards the sound, my head spinning a little again. I was fairly sure that it was Jasper I heard. I knew chances are that Friday night was a one time thing, but I couldn't help myself. Today had been about as shitty as shitty could get, and even if Edward suddenly hated me, maybe Jasper still wanted to be my friend, or something close. I would settle for occasional acquaintance.

I made my way over, and stopped when I could see them. It was Jasper, Edward, James, and Victoria.

"H-hey guys. Mind if I join you for a bit?" I asked, grimacing at my stutter. I was freezing, and honestly a little nervous.

Edward looked like he was going to protest, but Jasper just grinned and waved me over. "Hey Bella! Come on over." He said, and I sighed in relief as I sat down in between him and Edward. I didn't really want to sit next to James or Victoria. James kind of made me uncomfortable, and Victoria seemed to dislike me, but kept it to herself.

"What are you doing out here this late? Enjoying the nasty weather?" Jasper asked as he passed me the joint they were smoking.

I took a big puff before responding, not coughing nearly as much this time. "Yeah, thought I would fancy a nice freezing cold shower, and a walk in one. One of the amazing wonders of Forks. Efficiency at its shittiest." I grinned tiredly.

Jasper burst out laughing, even Edward cracked a small grin at it.

"Damn Bella, you look like shit." Edward finally said, catching me by surprise. Didn't he hate me today?

"Gee, thanks. You really know how to flatter a girl. Shitty ass day." I said sarcastically, shooting him a slight glare. He just shrugged before handing me a beer. I guess that was his way of apologizing. I couldn't be picky, if someone was being even a little nice, I was going to take it, even if they were jerks before. "Thanks."

I carefully tried to hold the beer with my broken arm, but winced hard, and dropped the beer as I tried to open it.

Jasper seemed to notice I was having difficulty. He shot me a slightly concerned look before grabbing my beer and opening it for me before handing it back to me. "Thanks Jasper." I said, forcing a grin. I saw Victoria roll her eyes at me.

"Wow, can't even open a beer… how pathetic." She muttered.

Everyone just kind of ignored her comment as we drank and passed around the joint.

After a couple joints and several beers, I was feeling pretty good again. Numb, and almost happy.

"So Bella, Tell us about yourself." Jasper grinned. Edward had been watching me for the past hour, not saying much.

"Um… well… There isn't much to tell. Just kind of a loser. I just kind of hang around, go to school for something to do, walk around forks for something to do, and read." I said. Not much to tell… that was a straight out lie. More like more baggage than an airport terminal and I was the only one allowed to see or touch the bags, so I was left carrying them alone. I wish I could unload some of them, but I knew better.

"Heh, well, we are all losers. Matter of fact, we tend to compete for biggest loser!" Jasper said with a laugh.

"Speak for yourself. I am definitely not a loser, I only hang out with losers." Victoria said with a small grin.

James chuckled, and wrapped his arm around her. "Nah, you are just as much of a loser as the rest of us, you are just a sexy loser." He grins wider as she pushes him away with a scowl.

"So Bella, what did happen? You look pretty banged up." Edward inquires, tilting his head a little, but his eyes were boring into me. I suddenly felt very exposed.

I shrugged nonchalantly. "Fell down the stairs. Super klutz here. Anyone who has seen me in gym can attest to that. It's why I stopped participating." I grinned a little, hoping he wouldn't see through my mostly lie. Luckily, I was a good liar, I had to be.

"I see." He said contemplatively, before sipping at his beer again.

"Bella, we are getting together tomorrow at my place. Parents are going out of town for the rest of the week on a business trip, you should come by." Jasper said, grinning.

"Sure, sounds fun. What time?" I asked, feeling my chest lighten a little. Maybe they were going to let me be their friend.

"Just come by around seven. And no falling down the stairs." He grinned again.

"Ha-Ha." I rolled my eyes. "I'll be there."

We finished the rest of our beers a little while later, and everyone got up to go. I stood slowly, and almost collapsed because of my foot, and the spins from my head, and possibly alcohol too. I felt a strong pair of arms catch me and steady me.

"Gonna make it?" Edward asked lightly, though his eyes looked genuinely worried.

"Yeah, I have done way worse." I grinned weakly, though honestly, the spins were so bad I didn't know if I was going to get home. I knew I couldn't go to bed though, that was for sure.

"How far away do you live?"

"Only about a half an hour walk." I said.

"I'll go with you to make sure you don't break yourself tripping over air." He grins a little, though I felt an undercurrent of tension in that comment.

"Thanks Cullen, though if I trip, I am taking you with me." I said, a little annoyed at being picked on, but kind of liking it too.

Jasper went over and gave Edward a one armed hug before giving me a real hug. "See you tomorrow Bella. Be safe, okay?" he said seriously. I smiled a little, happy at the sincerity in his words.

"Will do, see you tomorrow." I said with a smile.

Edward and I then took off. I did my best to try and walk as normally as possible, though I was limping more from over exerting my ankle and being in rough shape in general.

"Hey Edward, do you have to go home right now?" I asked quietly, trying to think of a way to stay awake.

"Well, soon, Kinda have to show up to school. Gonna get expelled if I keep skipping. So.. sleep is generally preferred for dealing with the pricks there." He said.

"Ahh… So that's why you have actually been in class." I said quietly.

"Why?" he asked as he stuck his hands in his pockets.

"I dunno, I just don't want to go to sleep yet." I Said trying to be honest without being too honest.

"Why is that? You know… sleep will make you heal faster from that fall. Plus, you look tired as hell." He said, feigning nonchalance, but I could tell he actually seemed to care. I figured a little truth might not hurt, considering I already told him I fell down the stairs.

"I kind of hit my head pretty hard when I fell, and I don't want to risk sleeping yet." I said

He stopped in his tracks, and grabbed my arm. I winced hard and stopped.

"Are you fucking stupid?! You can't be fucking drinking if you have a concussion!" he hissed at me.

"Wow, thanks." I said, getting irritated at his tone and 180 to asshole again.

"How bad is it?

I sighed, and turned around, pointing to a spot on my head. A moment later, I felt his hand in my hair feeling the bump. I knew the skin had broken, and that there was blood.
His hand felt amazing on my skin though, sending small tingles through my scalp.

"Fuck, it's bad. I can't believe you didn't tell us when we started handing you fucking beers." He said.

"Honestly, I didn't think it would be an issue." I said, giving a shiver.

"Fine, I'll stay up with you. Just don't fucking do it again, I don't have time for this shit." He spat.

I couldn't hide the hurt his tone induced. "Wow… Thanks.. but you know what? Never mind. I will find a way to keep myself awake. I am sorry to be such a burden. " I said as I pulled away from him. "I think I can walk myself the rest of the way home." I Said

"Fine. Do what you want." He said, before turning away, running his hands through his hair agitatedly.

"Fine, I will." I retorted before making my way back to my house.

So what do you guys think?! Edward is confusing, right? I will eventually have a POV with him, I just don't know if it will be the next one or not. I was planning on this story being mostly in Bella's POV.

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