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The weekend seemed to fly by, and I was very nervous of what would come tomorrow. Thankfully I had two days to recover from the…incident. I don't think I would have been able to go to school without starting to bleed again. I lay in bed all day, telling Charlie my stomach hurt when ever he came in to my room. He thought I was sick, but really I had much more pain then a simple stomach ache.

I had stayed as still as possible throughout the weekend, trying not to move so I wouldn't open up the wound. Though, I couldn't help but start to cry in pain when I tried to take a shower and realized I was not yet healed enough. It wasn't as bad as the pain down there, on my arms, and my head, as it was aching in my heart.

When I woke up to Monday morning, I suppressed a groan. I was feeling a little better, but it was pouring outside. Literally, like cats and dogs. I really hope I don't fall today. That's just what I need, is to fall some odd way and end up ripping myself, yet, again.

I dressed slowly allowing myself to adjust to the movement before I had to be walking the rest of the day. I was feeling a little better, and I didn't hurt as much, but I knew better then to think I was healed.

I walked into the bathroom and took a deep breath. I was finally going to look into the mirror. I had rejected my reflection from anything that held it, but now it had been a few days and it was time for me to look, to see how bad I was.

I slowly lifted my head up to the mirror, my brown eyes closed. Once I felt my face become vertical with the mirror, I opened them. I only winced slightly. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Not as bad, but still not good. My face was pale; no blush and my eyes had a bit more color in them, a little more life. I looked slightly smaller then I was. I had always been small, but my collar bones felt more prominent now. And my hip bones were more visible, as of my ribs.

I guess that's what you get when you don't eat anything, and don't drink anything except for water.

I quickly looked down and brushed my teeth.



After I escaped Charlie's questions about why I looked so –and I quote- "blah", I headed out to the truck. I pulled the hood of my jacket up over my head, but the rain still didn't seem to miss my face.

I reached the truck, keys in hand, and opened the door. Climbing in, carefully, I slung my bag over to the passenger seat. I jumped a bit as the roaring truck came to life. It always seemed to startle me.

I turned the heater on and backed out of the drive way. As I headed to school, I felt the worry build up more in my stomach the closer I got. By the time I entered the school parking lot, it was so recognizable that it almost made me sick.

I went around the parking lot trying to find a place to park, when I spotted the silver Volvo. My mind started racing as I saw Edward step out. He was wearing a long sleeve; dark green turtle neck that hugged his muscles well. His bronze hair went well with the contrast of his shirt and pale skin tone.

Edward saw me and gave a smile, while waving. I acted as if I didn't notice him and kept driving. I did not wish to see his face today; I did not wish to see anyone's face today. But most of all, I was dreading having to see…Jacob.

The name made my body rock with a shiver.

Oh, Gods, please help me. Please allow me to live through this day. Just one day, that's all I ask for.

I parked the truck and got out of it. Taking a deep breath, I started my way to the school doors.

I felt the stares on me. I felt the people laughing, but I just held in the tears that fought behind my eyes. I walked as swiftly as I could to the doors.

When I finally reached them, I was about to bust. My eyes stung and I heard more then one person talking about me.

"What a slut!"

"She's so desperate, she went for Jacob…"



"Can you believe it? It hasn't even been a week and she's already screwed two guys."

I cringed as the words hit me. How could one thing get around so fast? How did this happen to me? Things like this never happened to me, even in Phoenix. Well I guess there's a first for everything.

I began my walk of shame down the hallway to my locker. Many people stared and laughed. Pointing and whispering, whenever they thought I was not looking. Some people were even worse because they didn't even think to see if I was looking before they went on laughing straight at me.

I was terrified for what Jacob had told people. I really hoped he didn't tell people I had sex with him, because I would die. I had never had sex with him and I am a vir-… Wait, I can't say that. I am no longer a virgin now. Thanks to Jacob.

I winced, I was thinking too much about him.

I finally reached my locker and twisted the lock with my combination. When I opened my locker door, I gasped. Over a hundred condoms fell out of my locker and I made a slight cry sound. My face felt flooded with blood and my eyes were watering.

Just one thing to tip off my out-of-control emotions.

Who would have done such a thing? Wait, why am I asking that? There are so many people that I think would have done it. But…who would have my combination? That was the real question I should be asking myself.

"Bella?" I heard some one say my name. The voice was velvet smooth and I could only guess who it actually was.

I slowly turned my head to look at Edward. A few tears running down my face. He had a look of pure shock that burned through my soul.

"What…" he began, but I quickly walked away. I couldn't deal with this right now.



I headed to the bathroom, a few girls giving me incredulous looks as I went into a stall. I leaned against a wall and silently started to cry to myself.

Okay, so I could deal with the whole prank in my locker, but Edward seeing that… that was not what I was expecting. That was horrible, and to think that I had to see him today in Biology….

I cringed and sunk to the ground, wrapping one hand around my stomach and placing my other across my face; covering my eyes.

This was going to be the worst day of my life.

By lunch time it was. I ended up sitting at a table by myself, looking down at my untouched food. I tried to sit with Angela and Jessica today, but when I walked over to the table and sat my food down, Jessica snarled at me. I remember the way she looked, like I had just killed her cat, or something. Then she hissed the words "you are no longer welcome, skank." through her teeth.

I had to walk through the lunch room in pure embarrassment as I felt people's eyes on me. It wasn't like walking through a big crowd of people with toilet paper stuck to your shoe; it was like walking through a crowd of people with no clothes on.

Lunch went by rather slow, and I didn't really do anything, except stare. I had nothing better to do; I am just Bella, the emotionless doll. Wow, it fit perfectly.

I can't let people see through me…especially… Edward.

I felt someone tap me on the shoulder; I turned around to see the frizzy haired girl, that Edward had his arm around last week.

"Was it good?" She asked in a high pitch voice.

"Excuse me?" I had no clue what she was talking about…



"Was it good? Was Jacob good? I heard he has major skills!"

I froze in my seat. God! Why is this happening to me?

When I was able to feel my muscles relax, I stood up and walked slightly fast through lunch room. Not caring who saw me cry now; the tears were already running down my face.

I past Edward's table and didn't bother to look at him. I swiftly took a left out of the lunch room and got as far as ten feet from where I turned and sunk to the ground. Yet again, for the second time today.

I started to sob as I fell to the ground on my side; curling up in a ball.

"Bella, Bella?!" I heard that pure, beautiful voice, that I hated, again. It made my heart stop, stutter, and then pick up in over time.

I opened my eyes to see Edward standing in front of me. I buried my head into my arms and tried to stifle an even louder sob.

"What's wrong?" he sounded panicked. I felt his hand rest on my shoulder.

"Get away from me!" I yelled at him, as I shuttered from his touch.

"What?" he sounded like he had never heard anyone say that to him before, yet again. This boy had some major problems with his ego.

"I said 'get away from me!'"

"Why?"

"Edward, do not play that game with me," I said as I sat up, leaning against the wall. "You know exactly what I am talking about."

"Actually, Bella, I don't…" he really sounded like he didn't know, but for some reason, I couldn't help but not believe him.

"Yeah, sure you don't." The tears had partially stopped, but started up again.



"Bella, I really don't know what you are talking about."

"Edward, how can you lie to me?" I asked, my vision blurry and me voice barely above a whisper. "Why, Edward? Just tell me…why…"

"What?"

"Tell me why you did this to me…" I squeaked out, "Please, I am…begging. Just tell me why you told…"