I woke up to feeling pain everywhere. I groaned as I tried to get up, but I failed to do that. I moved my head to look at the clock to see that I only had fifteen minutes to get to school. I started using the bed to help me up, and then I walked painfully, finding that I had a limp, to my doorway. I exited it, and then I walked down the steps, every step had shoot pain up my leg. I suppressed a groan when I was close to the kitchen, and I just walked to the front door.
"Bella, I want my eggs," James yelled, but I was already out the door and to my truck. He didn't exit the house, and I knew that he was saving it for tonight. I cringed from the thought of feeling this kind of pain again, but I knew that I wasn't going to get away with it. So I drove off with a sick feeling in my stomach. When I reached Angela's, I felt even sicker. I honked the horn twice shortly, and I gave a really long honk for the last one. She ran out of the house at full speed and gasped when she saw me.
"Oh no, Bella," she gasped. She looked like she wanted to hug me, but she knew that it was give me more pain.
"I can't do this anymore," I yelled. "I can't, Angela! I feel like giving up."
"No, Bella," she cried. "Don't do this to me. You've been my best friend for years. Don't do this now!"
"James is demanding that I don't talk to anyone, Angela," I sobbed. "And he's demanding that I break up with Edward."
"Wait," Angela stated. "You and Edward are dating?" I nodded. "You can't break up with him, Bella; don't break up with him, please!"
"I don't want to, but I yelled at James last night," I sighed. She gasped. "And I got beat even worse. And now I feel more than just terrible."
"Bella, you need a day off," she stated.
"I can't, Angela," I cried. "James found out about me skipping, and he's not going to let me do it again!"
"Hold on," she stated as she exited the truck and ran into the house. She was probably going to her mom to ask her to call in sick for me. Angela had let it slip out one night about my abuse, and her mother started trying to get me to call the police, but I didn't. I truly had nowhere else to go, and I couldn't ask the Weber family to take me in, even though they said they would. It just wouldn't be right.
"Mom's calling in for you," Angela said as she opened the passenger door. "Do you want me to drive?" I nodded, and started scooting over in my seat. She ran back into the house and came out with a blanket and a pill. Once she was in the driver's seat, she handed me those things.
"What are these for," I questioned.
"It's for when you stay here," Angela stated. "Mom says that you need to rest, and I know that you aren't going to be anywhere else than in the truck, so Mom said to bring these out for you. And she demands that you get some sleep." I nodded, and then she started to drive off. She stopped a block away from school.
"Why are you parking this far away," I questioned.
"So no one will know that you're in the cab of the truck she answered. We want to keep this a secret, remember?" I nodded, and she exited the truck. "Now get some sleep."
"See you later," I sighed.
"See you soon," she smiled sadly at me before shutting the cab of the truck and walking off. I laid the pillow on the driver's seat, and I rested my head on the pillow while covering myself with the blanket. I was soon in a fabulous dream.
It was interrupted though, and when I looked, it was Edward.