To all of you who've wronged me
I am, I am a zombie
Again, again you want me to fall on my head
I am, I am, I am a zombie
How low, how low, how low will you push me
To go, to go, to go, before I lay, lay down dead

Blow the smoke right off the tube
Kiss my gentle burning bruise
I'm lost in time
And to all the people left behind
You are walking dumb and blind, blind

And two thousand years I've been awake
Waiting for the day to shake

Dear all of you who've wronged me
I am, I am a zombie.

Zombie - The Pretty Reckless.

Bella Point of View.

I was disgusted.

Completely and utterly disgusted with myself.

I've always been one who enjoys seeing others in pain. Who likes to inflict the pain upon others. And I was fine with tearing apart these Cullen's. I could do it on my own.

But then what was that feeling in my stomach? It was like a human looking at lambs being slaughtered. Even the strongest human can stand there and watch it's throat get cut, watch it bleed out, and hear it's neck being snapped. They watch in such fascination, but whenever they blink, that feeling creeps up from the stomach.

What was it? And why was I getting it? I felt a cold hand wrap around mine and looked into the violet blue eyes of my sister. I'd got the hang of my power. I could enter their body on my own will now.

"What's wrong?" She whispered. I shrugged.

"Just this feeling." I replied. How did I explain all of it. Tell her I was disgusted with myself? I remember our human life. I remember what Rose told me. I remember everything.

When I was 9 and she was 10, we got beaten by the kids at our school. We were the freaks who didn't have normal colored eyes. We were too pale, too.. Too fake to them. We weren't real to them.

"Bella, we are not like them. We can't pretend that we are. We would endure this daily. We aren't normal. We never have been. If we don't stand up for ourselves now, it will be too late. We have to be cold to the world as it is to us." Rose whispered, bent down to my height, shaking my shoulders and wiping away the dried blood on my cheek. I nodded once. Our lives would forever change from this moment forward.

I shook my head at the memory.

I felt a squeeze on my hand and looked back to Rose. She nodded toward the front of the class where Edward stood. The only open seat was next to me.

"Mr Cullen, You can take a seat on the other side of Miss Hale, the black haired Hale." The teacher smiled at me. I smiled back, he was actually a good guy. Really nice anyway. Edward nodded and walked toward the designated seat. He pulled out the chair quietly, while placing himself in it even quieter.

"Hello, Bella." He smiled.

"Ugh, look at Hale. Why is Cullen so interested in her?" I heard some skank whisper quietly. I had to keep up the human role, so I pretended not to hear her. Although, Edward's eyes narrowed at her, and I heard an increase of heartbeats.

"Oh my god! Did you see that? He totally looked at me!" Another nasally voice said proudly.

"Are you kidding? You? He was looking at me!" The first voice argued.

"Miss Mallory, Miss Stanley."

"Sorry, sir." The girls said in chorus.

"Anyway.." Rose sighed, looking from me to Edward.

"Hello, Rosalie." Edward said politely. She smiled, fake of course, but he didn't know that.

"Hello, Edward." Rose replied, fake smile getting faker by the second. I subtly touched her thigh with my finger under the desk and shocked her.

"Fuck!" She yelled loudly. Everyone turned to look at her. She glared coldly at the students and smiled sweetly at the teacher. He laughed while turning back to the black board. The students slowly turned away. I glared at the remaining ones, which turned them away quickly.

"For someone so small, you have a cold glare. My sister is small, but she's like a ball of bouncing energy." Edward laughed. I tried my best not to glare at the 'small' comment.

"Don't let that small body and sweet face fool you, my sister is a fucking bitch. There was one time where I this," She fisted my checkered top. "And she nearly threw me out the window."

"I so did not!" I defended myself. Edward looked amused. "I threw you out the window." I corrected her. Edward laughed. God, he was such a pretty boy. I wanted to eat him, just so I could have some of the pretty. (Lol Megan Fox actually said that. I was pissing myself laughing)

"What loving sisters." Edward smiled at me, individually. It made me sick. He was so obsessed. There was pure lust and obsession in his eyes. Like a drug addict staring at drugs on a naked body. Just layed out for him. It made me shudder.

"Cold?" He asked. Sure, let's go with that.

"Just a little." I whispered slightly, folding my arms. He shrugged out of his black jacket and placed it around my shoulders. "Thanks." I smiled my best seductive smile at him. His eyes darkened a little and I was mentally cheering.

"You're welcome." He smiled shyly. That was almost like a virgin smile. Oh. My. Fuck. Was Edward Cullen a virgin? He was. That smile, he would be what, 107 year old in vampire years. Changed at 17. Wow. I didn't think men could even do that. Jasper can't, and Emmett and Rose can't go without for 3 days. Tops.

The bell rang, and everyone was standing up to leave class, I went to give back Edward's jacket, but he put his hands on top of it, keeping it on my shoulders.

"Keep it. It suits you're eyes." He looked embarrassed again, like he would be blushing if he could. I didn't want to, but I had to.

"Thank you. Again. You're really sweet, you know that?" I said sweetly. Rose was making kissing noises and I laughed.

"Go on, do it!" Rose encouraged.

"Sorry about my sister, she's a little.. Well, a lot, not there." I said, running a hand through my dark hair. I grabbed Edward's shirt and pulled him down to my level, kissing him on the cheek. Aw, poor little virgin boy thought he was getting a kiss on the lips. I was disgusted with my lips even touching his skin.

I turned on my heels sharply, taking Rose's hand, walking toward Emmett who sat a few tables away, grabbing his hand, and walking toward the next period. I smiled when I saw Jasper in the hallway. His eyes narrowed at my new jacket. I sent my disgust toward him and he laughed a little. I glared at him quickly, then sent him my love. He couldn't manipulate me, but I saw it in his eyes.

This was going to kill me. I needed Jasper.