I own a set of samurai swords. Well they're actually samurai knives because they're really short but oh well. My brother bought them for me when we went to Thailand and the guy wanted £100 for them! We got him down to £40 though. I'm pretty good at haggling. But not with Stephanie Meyer. She still owns Twilight. Not me.
Bella is still at middle school now. She's 14 now and in year 9.
Bella's point of view:
The past two years had been easier at home because I knew about the family's secret. I was worried that they would push me away and set me up for adoption now that I knew but they were the same as ever. The same people that had rescued me, that had raised me, that had saved me time and time again and that had loved and cared for me every second.
My bond with Edward had changed slightly. I couldn't sleep in his room anymore, nor he in mine, because it could be taken in the wrong way. I didn't like it. I felt like I had lost a part of me.
I dressed in a tight white tank top with a black anchor pattern across it, denim hot pants with a wide red belt, black flats, a long silver chain necklace with a red cherry pendant and red sunglasses worn pushed back on my head. My hair was in it's normal ringlets and I had applied some mascara, eyeliner and clear lip-gloss. I looked very hot.
Edward pulled out the drive at eight am to drive me to school and I decided it was time to breach the subject.
'Edward?' I asked him quietly.
'Yes Bella?' He replied.
'Can you slow the car down slightly so we can talk please?' I asked. He didn't reply but I saw the dial on the speedometer go down. 'Thanks,' he nodded. I wondered why he was so tense all of a sudden. 'Why won't you sit with me at night anymore?' I asked him and he immediately relaxed. I wondered what he thought I was going to ask.
'I thought maybe you were getting a little bit old for that. Why do you ask?' He said seriously. I turned my head away and he parked the car outside the school.
'It doesn't matter,' I mumbled then I shook my head and stepped out the car, grabbing my black leather handbag on the way out. 'See you later,' I said and kissed his cheek. I walked over to Jamie, Charlie, Rob, Lilly and Richard, turning once to wave goodbye to Edward.
'Wow, B. You look hot,' Jamie said. I smiled at him. Sure, he was cute, but he wasn't the right person for me.
'Thanks. I thought I'd make an effort for my best friends,' I said and everyone laughed.
'B, you should be more careful dressing like that. If you're not careful I'll be asking you out,' Lilly said and her, me and Charlie giggled. She smacked my butt and we giggled a bit more. 'Jokes, B,' she said with a wink. The guys were staring at us.
'How come Lilly's allowed to smack your butt when I'm not?' Rob whined. I laughed again.
'Cause Lilly's a girl and she was joking,' I said and Rob pouted. I laughed and linked arms with Charlie and Lilly as we walked off to first period.
Jamie walked me to lunch and after we grabbed some food he sat down with me. I saw the other guys heading over but for some reason he caught their eye and told them to wait. He turned back to me.
'Bella. I really like you and I was wondering if you would like to go out with me ... In a boyfriend/girlfriend way,' he asked seriously. This is what I'd been dreading. Jamie was a good friend and I didn't want to hurt his feelings.
'Ummm ... I'm sorry Jamie but I don't like you in that way,' I told him, avoiding his gaze. Jamie seemed to get angry at my comment.
'Why not!? I'm a nice person and almost every girl in the school wants me! I'm utterly devoted to you as well!' He yelled. I leant back from his anger slightly.
'I already said Jamie. I like you as a friend and nothing more,' I remained calm somehow.
'Stupid ungrateful bitch,' he hissed out then stood and slapped me in the face. The rest of our group was in hearing range by now and they all looked shocked at his words. 'Go! You're not a part of this group anymore! Get out of our seat!' He yelled. The entire canteen was staring now. I stood up and shook my head angrily. I swung my bag over my shoulder and stood up. Then in the heat of the moment I tipped my salad over his head.
'Nobody calls me a bitch or slaps me and gets away with it,' I told him and punched his face. He fell off his seat, unconscious. Go me! Then I walked out the canteen, only stopping when Charlie, Lilly, Rob and Richard gave me a hug.
I got onto the street outside the school and looked in the direction of home. It was only five miles so I hooked my shoes off and shoved them in my bag, pulling my headphones out in the process. I put Breathe Into Me by Red on and started to run as fast as I could. I knew my pace would slow and I knew I would have to walk after a bit but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was get as far away from him as possible.
I turned the music up as loud as it would go and put it on repeat, the music blaring in my ears and keeping me running. To my surprise I didn't slow and by the time I got home it had only taken me ten minutes. That was definitely a record! I brushed my feet off and hooked my shoes back on before walking inside the house.
To my surprise everyone was sitting on the couches, staring at me. I jumped a little bit.
'Jesus! What are y'all doing back!?' I asked, panting lightly. Emmett inspected me from afar.
'Woah, Bells, you know you're like bright red,' he said and I laughed lightly.
'I just ran five miles in ten minutes. That's almost as good as the world record which is nine minutes and eleven seconds. Think about it. If I had my proper stuff on I could have run it in less because I had to stop for a minute because I stepped on a stone,' I said, putting my hands on my hips and breathing deeply, trying to regain my breath. 'Anyway, I'm going to go to my room. Did any of you need anything?' I asked and everyone chuckled. 'I'll take that as a no. I'll be back down in a minute,' I told them and bounced upstairs. I jumped in the shower and washed myself thoroughly, cleaning away the sweat I had worked up from running so fast.
I got out the shower and wrapped my white fluffy towel around me, walking back through to my bedroom. Edward was sitting on my bed, eyes following me silently. I ignored him and got some new underwear out my bedside drawer. I held them in my hand and walked into my wardrobe, clutching the towel around me tightly. As soon as Edward couldn't see me I dropped the towel and pulled my underwear on. A neon pink lace bra and pants set. I walked over to where I kept my t-shirts and found a plain black tight vest top. I teamed it with blue skinny jeans and a white boyfriend cardigan. I smiled slightly and walked back out to Edward. I smiled at him and he smiled back. Then he was at my side, holding my face and examining my cheek.
'Bella! What happened to your cheek!' He cried and I shrugged out of his grip.
'I don't know let me look at it,' I turned around and examined it in the mirror. There was a purple bruise spreading across my cheek where Jamie had slapped me. Bastard. 'Stupid ... Fucking ... Mentally incompetent ... Reject ...' I started. Edward interrupted my mumbling.
'Bella? What happened?' He asked again.
'Jamie asked me out and I said no and he got pissed and called me an ungrateful bitch and slapped me,' I said quickly.
'He. Did. What?' He growled out.
'Then I threw my lunch on him and punched him and he fell off his seat unconscious so don't worry. I got him back,' I told him and heard Emmett burst out laughing. In a second he was in my bedroom.
'You knocked a guy unconscious with one punch?!' He asked and I nodded. 'Nice one!' He said and held out his fist. I knocked mine against his and he caught sight of my cheek. 'Oh my god, Bells. Your cheek is, like, all bruised,' he said and I laughed.
'Why'd you think I knocked him out?' I asked, chuckling slightly. 'So ... I don't suppose anyone could give me a lift to school please. I'm already in enough trouble for knocking some guy out,' I said and Alice appeared upstairs.
'Bella!? Bella!!' She yelled and then she caught sight of me. 'Bella! You're safe! Don't leave Edward's side for the rest of the day! Jamie's going to be over in a minute!' She yelled. I laughed and walked downstairs just as Jamie rang the doorbell. I opened the door and he burst in.
'You knocked me out! Why the fucking hell did you do that!?' He yelled at me. I heard Edward on the stairs and Emmett restraining him.
'Edward, let her fight her own battles. She's strong enough,' he said and Edward obviously relaxed.
'Let's see. You got mad at me because I said I didn't want to go out with you then you called me an ungrateful bitch and then you slapped me,' I said clearly. 'Is that list long enough for you?' I asked him and he glared at me.
'Bella. Come with me now and you won't get hurt.' He threatened. I laughed.
'Oh yeah? What you gonna do? Hit me again? Like I'm scared!' I laughed and he lunged forward. I braced myself for the impact but instead his lips caught mine and he dragged me to him roughly. I didn't hesitate to bring my knee straight between his legs. He stepped back, wincing. I looked at him contemptuously until he recovered.
'You shouldn't have done that,' he said, low and deathly serious. He punched my face and I felt my cheek split. I whipped my head back to him, ignoring the pain, and dealt him with an even better right hook than last time. He fell to the ground unconscious. Again.
'And round two goes to Bella as well!' I cried victoriously. Then I kicked him in the stomach and walked into the lounge, sinking into one of the sofas. Carlisle and Esme looked at me, neither fazed by the blood, more my behaviour.
'I'll check on the boy,' Carlisle said and he got up. Esme came over to me and took my hand.
'Let me see the cut, sweetheart,' she said and I turned my face slightly. She looked at the cut and made soothing noises when I whimpered at her touch. Then she stood up. 'Carlisle! Bella needs stitches!' She yelled and Carlisle reappeared, Jamie in his arms, still unconscious. He threw him on the sofa and walked over to me. He examined the cut and sighed.
'He had a good punch. Split your cheek clean open. But I must admit, knocking him out with one hit is pretty impressive. Who taught you to hit that well?' He asked as he worked on my face. I laughed.
'Do you really need to ask?' I chuckled and Emmett appeared in the living room.
'She is Bella, hear her roar!' He cried then sat next to me. I laughed at him and smacked my knuckles to his. 'Seriously, for a human that is a brilliant punch,' he told me and I laughed.
'Emmet, don't encourage her. She broke his jaw, nearly fractured some of his neck bones, knocked some of his teeth out and knocked him out. If you'd hit two centimetres lower then you would have killed him,' he told me. Emmett laughed.
'Are you sure she isn't a vamp already? I mean she's nearly breaking world records running and is capable of killing someone in one punch,' Emmett chuckled to himself. Edward appeared in the living room and came to my side just as Carlisle left. He took my hands and knelt in front of me.
'Are you okay?' He asked and I nodded. Then Jamie woke up.
'Where the hell am I and what did you do to me?' He asked me. I glared at him.
'I knocked you out again. Apparently I broke your jaw,' I laughed. He stood up and made to move to me again but Emmett stood in front of him.
'I suggest you think twice before you touch her again. Now get out before I decide that you need some more persuading,' he growled. I swear I'd never seen him run so fast.
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Everyone was going out hunting that night and they made sure that the metal shutters had been put down and all the doors had been locked before leaving. I waited ten minutes for them to get far enough away before I wandered into my room. The emotional stress from that day over whelmed me and I collapsed against my wall crying. My hands somehow found a pair of scissors and I started to cut at my wrist. The blood ran down my wrist but I kept my heartbeat steady and calm so I didn't lose as much blood. I kept cutting for the next few minutes until I realized what I had done. I pushed a cloth against the cuts to staunch the blood and ran into my bathroom. After the bleeding had stopped I washed my arm and pulled on a the baggiest black hoodie I could find. Then I curled up in my bed and fell asleep.
Something was shaking me and I opened my eyes slowly. Edward was crouching down next to me, his hands on my shoulders. I sat up groggily and ran a hand through my hair. My arm tingled and I winced. I looked at Edward again and he looked furious.
'What the hell, Bella!? What the fuck did you do!?' He yelled. I cringed back at the violence in his voice and blinked, trying to clear the fogginess in my head. Then I shivered and wondered where my hoodie was. I spotted it on the far corner of the bed and pulled it on, refusing to meet Edward's gaze. We sat in silence for a minute until there was a knock at the door.
'Bella? Edward? Are you two okay?' Rosalie called.
'We're fine!' Edward yelled back. A tear slid down my cheek before I could stop it. Edward trapped it with his finger. He pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forward for a while. I still didn't respond and I didn't shed any more tears. 'Bella.' He whispered. 'Bella, talk to me,' he said softly. I couldn't think of what to tell him so I stayed unmoving. Edward started to freak out. 'Carlisle! Bella's stopped responding! She's still alive but she isn't moving or speaking!' He yelled and Carlisle appeared at my doorway. Edward stood up and as soon as his arms were gone I felt scared again.
I brought my knees up to my chest and buried my face in them, shaking my hair down around my face slightly. Carlisle walked over and sat on the edge of my bed.
'Bella,' I didn't look at him or make any motion to let him know I could hear him. 'Bella, honey, talk to us. Tell us what's wrong,' he said in a calming voice. I shook my head and Carlisle sighed. 'Edward she needs you. She only moved because you left her,' true. 'You're the only one that will get her to open up,' again, true. Carlisle slipped out the room and Edward sat down next to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he held me tightly to his chest, cradling me, soothing me. I don't know how long it was but I fell asleep eventually and Edward placed me on my bed.
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I sat up in my bed suddenly and looked around. Edward was nowhere to be seen so I got up and walked into my bathroom. I locked the door and looked in the mirror. My hair was still in it's ringlets as always and I didn't have any spots, blemishes, blackheads or anything else on my face - apart from the bruise and the stitches obviously. I eased my hoodie over my head to look at my arm. There were cuts laced across the skin in a row, red and starting to scab. I counted them. Thirteen. My unlucky number. Figures.
I pulled out some TCP [English antiseptic liquid] and poured it onto a cotton wool pad. I dabbed it on my arm and winced at the sting. Then I pulled my hoodie back on and sat in my bathtub. I'm not sure why I did but there was something comforting about it. I stepped back out and ran the taps. When the bath was full I stepped in, fully clothed, and held myself underwater. The last thing I remember was furious pounding on the door and the utter feeling of serenity.
I opened my eyes to a strange white room somewhere. I'd never been here before and I was suddenly frightened. I got off the bed and backed myself into a corner, my eyes darting around restlessly. There was a white chest of drawers to one side that had some of my clothes on it and a white chair as well as the white bed. The walls, ceiling and floor were all white as well and it was starting to freak me out. I changed out of my old clothes and put the my other ones on. A bright orange lace pant and bra set (I had a thing about bright neon lace pants *wink*), a tight purple vest, cute dark blue denim shorts, a black boyfriend cardigan and cork wedges with purple fabric. I walked to the door and pulled on it. It swung open to reveal I was in a hospital. I followed the sign that said exit quickly, running where I could walking quickly where I couldn't. I got outside and smiled. I was at the Wasilla hospital that Carlisle worked at. Question was, why was I here? All of a sudden I didn't know where I was headed. I couldn't go home, I was in hospital for a reason and what if something was wrong at home, I wasn't running away, I had no need or want. There was one thing left to do. Ask them to see Carlisle. I walked up to reception.
'Hi! I was wondering if you could get Carlisle on the phone for me please. It's really important,' I said and the receptionist eyed me coldly.
'Sure it is,' she replied sarcastically but complied to my wish and got him on the phone for me.
'Hello?' He asked.
'Dad! Why the hell did I wake up in here!?' I whisper-yelled down the phone.
'Bella? Bella! Are you okay? I wasn't sure what had happened when Edward rang to tell me you were in here,' he replied. Well, great. No one knew.
'I don't know if I'm okay. I just woke up in here,' I told him. He chuckled.
'Okay, listen, my shift ends in ten minutes. I'll put through a few calls and if you need to stay in here then that's okay but if you're in here and you're better then I'll take you home,' he said and I smiled even though he couldn't see it.
'Thanks dad. I'm at the front reception when you're done,' I told him.
'Okay. Bye Bells, love you,' he said.
'Bye dad, love you too,' I put the phone down before dialling a second number.
'Hello?' A voice said. It was hard and stressed.
'Why the fucking hell am I in here Edward?' I asked, half snarling.
'Bella? What do you mean? Don't you remember?' He asked and I laughed humourlessly.
'No I don't fucking remember. Carlisle doesn't know either so you better get talking or I'm going to start cracking skulls,' I said menacingly. I was really pissed.
'Okay, Bella. Calm down. I'm guessing you're pretty confused right now-' I interrupted him.
'Ya think!? I woke up in a fucking white room on my own with no memory whatsoever of why I was there! Pretty confused doesn't even cover it!' I yelled. I could almost hear him flinch.
'Bella, you tried to drown yourself. You're in hospital because they had to take the water out your lungs before you could suffer from secondary drowning,' he said quietly and I froze.
'What?' I asked after a few seconds of pure silence. 'You're crazy. There has to be some mistake. I know I was really overwhelmed with the entire situation but trying to kill myself!?! What the hell!?' I semi-yelled.
'Look, Bella. I can't explain what happened but I will be there in a few minutes okay?' He asked. I exhaled slowly.
'Okay,' I told him calmly.
'Okay, good. I'll see you in a few Bella. Love you, bye,' he said, relief practically dripping from his voice.
'Okay. Love you too. Bye,' I said and hung up. Then, without a second glance I ran out the hospital doors and down the road to the one place I could think properly.
Woohoo! So, we've had that pretty little twist and I know exactly what my next one will be. Muahaha.
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