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Chapter 14

Oh crap, was my next thought.

After I had gotten over the initial shock of having a gun pointed at my face, I took the time to look at my captors. I almost screamed. There, right in front of me, stood two of my good friends and two of my friends (not good friends but still friends). I tried to talk but my gag stopped me. Angela knelt beside me; I turned to look at her. My eyes betraying my every emotion: shock, hurt, confusion, pain, anger and betrayal. I was so confused. We'd spoken over the phone while it had all been going on. I was thoroughly disgusted by her but I still had a gun pointed to my head. That would explain her reaction to Jessica's death when we'd spoken and I'd told her. She was already around NYU grounds when I'd called. She'd said that she was coming on Saturday.

'I couldn't kill you, my little Bellie,' she joked, she raised a hand in an attempt to my brush my face. I jerked my head away from her in utter shock and hurt by her. I tried to ask why but then she went to stand behind James. I shook my head. James, the leader, I'd often helped him. Hell, I'd even tutored him at High School and Middle School, we'd known each other for about eight years but here he was holding a gun to my head. I felt tears flow weakly down my dry face. My lips were cracked and dry. Victoria came forward and pulled at the duct tape covering my mouth and ripped it off in one smooth motion, she'd obviously done it so many times before to innocent girls like me. I gasped in pain and spat out the gag. I tried to speak but my mouth and throat was so dry that I could only make faint choking sounds. I sucked in great big lungfuls of air. Angela held a bottle of water to my mouth and I gulped in down quickly. Then swallowing, I gritted my teeth and opened my mouth to speak.

'How? How could you do this?' I demanded weakly. Jake came over to me and stroked my face then looking at my expression, he backed away slowly. It was full of disgust and anger.

'You visited me in hospital while your hands were unclean with innocent girl's blood,' I whispered outraged.

'I can't believe this, I really can't. You guys were great, going so great. Great jobs, great grades, great freaking everything but you stooped so low as to murder!!' I said in horror.

'No one cared about us, Isabella. No one, so don't pretend. We wanted fame and guys, and well, girls in Jake's and James' cases, but that's beside the point. We don't care about victory, we wanted respect,' Victoria spat at me. I laughed without humour.

'And this is how you do it? With murder!' I replied a little bemused.

'You disgust me!' I screamed at them. They all looked at little scared by my outburst. I narrowed my eyes at them and glared hard.

'Jake, why? Please don't tell me you started it,' I pleaded. He shook his head.

'Bells, this is the criminal world in which we wanted respect. As security guards, we let bad guys in all the time, we were showing them we were harder than them by doing this,' he said as if it was normal.

'You're sick,' I accused him, spitting at his feet. He smirked at me. I closed my eyes and leant back against the wall. This was unbelievable. I opened my eyes and sighed. James still had the gun pointed at my head.

'Look, if you're gonna kill me, get it over with!' I brushed off. 'JUST KILL ME LIKE THE REST OF THEM!!' I shouted at him. He pointed the gun at my right leg and fired it. The bullet shattered what was remaining of my bone. I screamed in pain and howled. Tears flooding my face. I bit the inside of my mouth to stop the cries as he pointed the gun at my head again and cocked it. I leant my head back against the wall, watching him with one eye, sobbing quietly. My leg was bloody, they both were. I breathed in through my mouth, trying not to smell the fresh blood that oozed out of the new wound. The bandages that Angela had put on where stained a very dark red. I closed my eyes and squeezed my body tight together to reject the pain waves that flowed through me. I took more deep breaths and looked at them.

'You really have no shame, do you?' I breathed. James' lip twitched as he tried to fight a smile. I glared at him. He shook the gun at me. Jake was watching me with wide eyes.

'You agreed to this, mate,' I choked out. He closed his eyes, hiding the tears that were behind his eyelids. I smiled through the pain. Angela's chin was shaking at she fought crying too. Victoria, however, looked (ironically) victorious.

'This is gonna be fun,' she laughed at me. Angela turned into Jake's shoulder. Sobs erupted from her small body. I felt bad but also the pain wasn't helping. I winced as I moved it a little. I could see fragments of bone scattered over the floor beside my leg, I gulped down the vomit that was going to come up at any moment. I was being remarkably strong.

Jake was crying too now. I gritted my teeth to stop a biting remark coming out. It was their fault they were in this mess.

'Oh don't cry, you could have not done this at all,' too late the comment was out. 'I didn't make you kidnap and attack and kill the girls.' They looked at me, lying broken, bruised, bloody and in pain. I spat on the floor beside me. Angela's bottom lip trembled and she ran from the room but James grabbed her arm before she could get out of the door. She gave him a cold hard look. Jacob pushed James' hand from her arm.

'Where are you going?' he asked quietly.

'I'm turning myself in,' she said firmly and nodded, and then grabbing a black coat from the corridor, she left.

'I'm with her!' Jacob said. 'Face it; you're not getting what you wanted. You're not going to get that respect, they won't let you be part of that gang, James, don't be a fool anymore.' Then he shouted Angela's name and ran after her.

'You'll be hearing sirens soon enough!' I laughed painfully. James' eyes widened. He hadn't considered that.

'Grab the van, Victoria, I'll be there soon,' he tossed her the car keys while still looking at me. Victoria gave me a fleeting smug look and then danced out the corridor. James' face was hard, forced emotion. He was trying to be brave but he was scared, scared about getting caught. I heard a car engine start, well, a van but there you go. My leg pulsed; I gritted my teeth and opened my mouth, breathing through my teeth. My head throbbed, I felt so dead and weak. James kept his eye on me.

'I'm sorry, Bella!' he admitted before clipping on the safety on the gun. I nodded at him, I couldn't talk, it was too painful. He looked so vulnerable. Good, part of me thought but the other part felt too much in pain to give an opinion. I lay back against the wall, breathing deeply and loudly, trying to grip onto what remained of my consciousness. I could faintly hear sirens. I perked up a little and smiled. James unlatched the safety on the gun; I looked at him in horror. He pointed it to his head. I gasped then as the sirens neared. He looked at the window and gulped. I could hear the sirens so loudly. Euphoria filled me. Then James swallowed hard and pointed the gun at me and fired. I didn't realise what had happened until I looked down.

That's funny, I don't remember having a red flower growing on the front of my hospital gown, I thought. Then I realised. I screamed a heart-rendering scream that lasted for what felt like ages. Then gasping, warm liquid filled my throat and I coughed. Blood poured from my mouth. I saw black spots covering my vision. I blinked to try and clear them, my eyes closing a little more all the time. I saw Police in raid uniform enter the room…and then I died.

Please don't kill me.

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Bella is an almost typical head cheerleader bitch. She sleeps around, gossips, cheats, rules the school with perfectly manicured nails instead of an iron fist and is a right stuck girl. But Bella is intelligent, an unusual trait for this species. When new geeky boy Edward Cullen starts at her school, she accidentally falls for him. Although she knows asking him out would wound, maybe even destroy, her ego, will she risk it or regret it for the perfect boy?

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