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I wonder what are on those tapes... Okay before you judge me about my music taste I have say something. I don't just like a song easily! It matters all about the tune of the song, if it isn't good it goes into my own personal hell. And I happen to like both the lyrics and tune. Thank you very much(:

My love, we don't got each other
So I'd run for cover, run for cover
I feel better knowin' it's all over
And I'm free to be who I wanna be
You make somethin' just turn into nothin'
That's what you do, what you always do
Just blendin' in, I know it's a sin
But I'm forgettin' you, forgetting you

You used to mean so much
But everything has changed
You had your chance
Now watch it fade away

Just a face in the hall
You used to mean it all to me
Just a face in the hall
Now it's all gone you see

Face in the Hall, by Naked Brothers Band (Yea, you did read right!)

Chapter 37

"Hey Natasha" I greeted her in a low voice, poking my head into the room. I kept myself from gasping at the sight of her. My ears were deafened by her ragged and uneven breathing.

There were faint pink scars visible all over her upper arms, and one down the side of her face. Her right legs and both her arms were in thick white casts. Another cast was wrapped around her neck, holding her head up. Jacob was sitting beside her rubbing soothing circles on her hand with his thumb. He barely noticed I even entered the room, his eyes never left her face.

What have I done? Was I so horrible that I dragged my friend into this, only to get her nearly killed! No one should be around me, I was a killer.

Natasha's weak and weary dark eyes traveled to my face slowly. "Hey Melody" She said, barely above a whisper. Her voice weakened me, I had to hold the door frame to keep myself steady. I put her through this...

I gulped quietly as I slipped inside, closing the door behind me silently. "H-how are you feeling..?" I asked worriedly, keeping my feet planted a few inches from the door.

"I've been better" Natasha responded, shrugging slightly.

"Oh.." I said breathlessly, "Maybe I should have brought you flowers.."

"Ha!" Natasha laughed loudly, startling both Jacob and me. "That would've been nice, but you have other things to worry about" She had a bitter edge to her voice.

Keeping my mouth shut, an awkward silence filled the room. Jacob reached toward Natasha and brushed away strands of her hair, he murmured something to her, but I blocked it out. It sounded private.

Jacob suddenly looked up at me with a definite death glare. "Dad, please?" Natasha begged, patting his hand gently.

Jacob bared his teeth at me, but got up. "Call me if you need me" He told Natasha through gritted teeth. Natasha smiled weakly and nodded, waving him towards the door.

I stiffened as he past me, "Stupid bloodsucker" He spat towards my direction. I flinched as he practically slammed the door as he left.

"He's lovely" I muttered, feeling slightly at ease. Natasha rolled her eyes playfully.

I sauntered beside her bed, cautiously. As I got closer I saw how much damage Bella has really done. Or how much damage I have done. Falling to my knees, I cried, "Oh Natasha! I'm so sorry"

"Melody..." Natasha started, sounding annoyed.

"It's my fault that your hurt! I shouldn't have asked you! How selfish of me to think of only myself. I wasn't thinking about getting you into danger. I'm so, very, very sorry!" I wailed, my arms flew up in frustration. Before I could continue my apologies, Natasha clapped a hand to my mouth.

"Do you have any idea how pathetic you sound?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. I was about to cry, but I noticed her teasing tone.

"It's really not your fault. You offered me the job on the phone, but I said no at first. I was talking myself into thinking you were self centered and all, but when you ran into the kitchen yesterday. You.. You... look devastated! After your announcement of leaving I knew how much pain you were in. Your mother forgot you and your father is a jackass! No offense..." She continued. "Then I decided to go after Bella and hug her! So technically this isn't your fault, it was my choice. So don't need to say sorry, kay?"

She pulled her hand away, grinning at me. I pouted, "Fine you win" She smiled smugly. "But your not getting off that easy, I owe you one" I said, she smiled at me sarcastically.

"I have something that will make you feel better!" I chortled, waving a couple of tapes in my hand.

"What are those?" Natasha questioned suspiciously.

"Just some childhood tapes, that's all" I shrugged, walking to the T.V. in the corner of the room. Thankfully, they had a cassete player.

"Are they hilarious?" Natasha inquired, sounding utterly relaxed.

"Well, I don't know... I remember watching some them when I was younger, but I can't remember anything from it. " I answered quitely, inserting a dusty tape. Labeled: College

I slumped into the chair Jacob was sitting and found it comfortably warm. Natasha sighed beside me as the tape played.

College

"Bella?" An unfamiliar girl's voice called my mother's name, worriedly. She had the camera in her hand and she seemed to be entering every room. "Come on Bella, your missing your own Birthday Party!" She cried.

Kitchen... Bedroom... Bedroom... Really Small Bedroom... And finally the bathroom. There was Bella, sitting on the bathroom floor in an oversized T-shirt. Her shoulders were shaking and I could hear heart breaking sobs. Her back was turned to the Camera, so I wasn't sure if she was laughing or crying. All I really knew was that she seemed to be bending over something.

"Bella? What's wrong?" The girl demanded, kneeling beside her. The camera was facing the back of Bella's head.

"I... I... want.." Bella cried, unable to get the words out.

"What do you want?" The girl asked, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

Bella whirled around, facing the camera entirely. She was hugging her balloon-like stomach. "I want to kill it" She sneered, clutching the top of belly.

The girl gasped, "Bella, you don't really mean that! It's your baby!"

"It's making me miserable! He's making me miserable! This baby is his and he's not even here to take care of it with me!" She growled furiously.

"No, Bella you can't!" The girl disagreed.

"Stop it Linda! It's my baby and I can kill this little creature if I want to! Even if I have to kill myself!"

Then the video was shut off unexpectedly. I turned to face Natasha and she had the controller. "Daaaamn" Was all she said.