A/N Okay there most of been some confusion, or something. Bella is not stupid…in any way she just acts a little different to hide some….problems she's had in the past…which should be out there in the open some time in the next few chapters.

This chapter is dedicated to my 3rd Reviewer! TwiligtLuvr13!!! I give you my heart my lovely! She will be a character in my story called Olivia this character is also shared with the real Reagan! I'm sorry for making you a hoe... And if you review or guess correctly on the chapters/songs you will get a special prize to!!!! So yeah, awesomeness! Thanks!

Chapter 4: Heart Attack (don't forget to guess the artists name I believe the hint was in chapter 2! And Anime and Vamp lover aka REAGAN! You don't count!!!!! SO sorry!)

Two months.

Two long agonizing months.

That's how long Marching Band has been going on.

That's how long until Christmas.

And that's how long Edward and that skanky-ass girlfriend of his have been going out.

Marching Band practice. Meeting Edwards girlfriend. Which one do you think I would rather go do? Pick out my eyelashes one by one until I was eyelash-less OR meet Edwards girlfriend. Eat radio active poison OR meet Edwards girlfriend-I bet you get the point.

Yep Marching Band. My only friend and companion-well other then Alice and Rosalie and Emmett and Jasper and Olivia and-what was I saying again? Oh yeah! Marching Band my one true love!

Edward, of course, was in Marching Band also. I cant escape him! I try so hard but…I'm just to attached.

And that's why I'm going over to the Cullen's house tonight to have a family dinner and meet Edwards girlfriend. Did I tell you how much I dislike her? Cause well I do.

I jumped into my big beat up red truck and headed home to get ready for tonight.

I knocked on the Cullen's door. I wasn't really ready for tonight. I don't want to meet her. Even though they've been going out for about two months I've never met her-I only saw her at the table that once-she was a grade ahead of us. I stopped sitting with Edward after I found out he had a girlfriend. I mean what's the point in liking someone if they wont give you the time of day?

Esme opened the door and greeted me with a motherly smile. She, like Carlisle, knew about my parents. Somehow no one but the Band and close friends knew about what happened, its amazing considering Forks is so small that I suspect by now everyone would of knew.

She pulled me into her arms. "Hello darling how are you?" I gave the hug all I had and smiled-the mother I never had.

"Just great." I gave her a pointed look. "Is she here yet?"

She laughed probably at the jealousy that most likely was etched into my face. "No honey. Edward just went to pick her up." she put her arm around me. "Come on! I want to show you what I did to the living room!" she took a breath. "I remodeled!"

I followed her to the living room.

"Esme I'm going to have to keep you away from the paint." I muttered as I gazed in awe at her amazing living room.

It was a contrast of colors, light gold's and whites. The couch was white and furry. It looked as comfortable as a cloud-a little slice of heaven. The carpet was a light cold to contrast with the carpet, which laid over a soft mahogany wooden floor. The border on the top and bottom of the wall was a creamy white color. Pictures of the Cullen Family hung around the room. I was shocked to see pictures of me and my once family, we looked so happy.

Then there was one that I lingered on. The one of me and Edward in sixth grade. He had his arm around me and we had those 3D plastic glasses on that they hand out at the movie theater. We had punched the lenses out so we could see properly. My head was cracked back laughing at something he had said, while he was staring at me with a smirk on his face. This picture was definitely not proper living room décor. Well not Cullen living room décor. But yet it seemed to fit. Just another puzzle piece to this little family of ours.

I turned to Esme with my eyebrow quirked up and nodded toward the picture. She understood right away.

"Bella, Edward cherishes you. He's the one who put it up." I blushed.

"That's not possible! He has a girlfriend." she just shook her head and walked out the room. So I took that as an invitation to watch their plasma T.V.

Lets just say the Cullen's where loaded. But I didn't want them for their money I wanted them because…I love them like my own family.

Pansy. Am I right?

Not too long after, the front door opened and in came Alice and Jasper.

"Hey Alice!" I called cheerfully to her. "Jazzy?" he laughed. "How are you guys?"

"We're good Bells." Alice answered for both of them.

Then the door opened AGAIN. And in came Edward and his tramp-I mean girlfriend.

His eyes lit up when he saw me.

"Bella!" he dropped Reagan's hand as he ran over to me. I was a little smug about that.

Your smug about anything Edward does.

That doesn't even make sense!

It doesn't have to, right? Not when it comes to The Edward Cullen.

Would you just leave me alone?

Nah-I think it fun messing with you. You get so emotional! Its very amusing Isabella.

We have a very serious problem. My own self-conscious calls me Isabella.

So, are you going to hug him? Like he is trying to right now?

Damn! I was so wrapped up in myself-that doesn't sound weird now does it?-to notice that Edward was trying to hug me. I greatly replied.

"Hey Edward." I smiled up at him as we pulled away becoming greatly depressed at the absence of his body.

"How's my Bella-Bear?" I giggled at the nickname and I was about to answer when someone cleared there throat.

"Ahem. Edward who is your little friend." she said with a sickly sweet voice and a bittersweet smile.

"Oh. Yeah." he stated like he suddenly remembered she was there. "Reagan this is Bella. Bella this is Reagan."

I tried to be nice I really did.

"Reagan." I said-maybe a little too bitterly. She glared back at me.

"Bella." she spit out in disgust. "Its nice to meet you."

"Same here Reagan."

Liar.

Oh, who asked you?

Your mom.

Are we really playing the immature game now?

There was no response-I don't think that's good.

You could cut the tension with a knife-or an axe. Esme did it with the sound of dinner plates clicking.

"Children! Dinner is ready!" I smiled and inhaled deeply as I entered the kitchen. I love Esmes' cooking.

The room was filled with sweets smell and happy smiles. Well, except Reagan. She looked constipated.

Esme noticed this.

"Darling do you need to use the restroom?" Reagan laughed and blushed-HEY! That's MY thing.

"No, Mrs. Cullen."

"Then what's wrong?" Ha. Esme didn't ask her to call her Esme. That means she doesn't like her! Score one for Bella!

"Um, I'm a vegetarian. And I cant eat starch-calories you know!" she laughed nervously.

I could tell Esme was disappointed.

"Oh I'm sorry dear. I was not told about this. We have some vegetables, green beans?" She asked holding up the bowl.

"Yes ma'am." Reagan replied…she has an A+ for manners.

Hmmm….

What did Edward see in her? A girl that eats NO meat. AND is allergic to starch? That is not a mans girl! Whatever. If I knew anythingabout crushes and guys Edward would be dating me! Not some hoe from Never land Ranch.

"Bella! Bella?" Alice snapped me out of my mental rant. I really think I'm going insane.

Going insane? When were you ever sane?

Watch it. If I don't feed you you'll die.

So will you dumb-ass!

Hmm…good point.

Idiot.

No need for name calling!

No reply. There is seriously something wrong with me!

"Yes Alice?" she giggled.

"Can you pass me a roll?"

I blushed... "Sure."

The dinner went well after that-except Reagan shooting dangerous daggers towards me. I guess there is something wrong with the girl.

A/N Sorry to my Bestie Reagan. I really do love you my darling, sorry for using your name. Reagan's a totally chill chick and doesn't act like that bitch at all! sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Bella! Wait up Bella!" Ugh that idiot Mike Newton. I turned to Mike with a fake smile plastered to my face.

"Hey Mike! Whats up?" I almost threw up. Gosh, I hate him.

"Um...well." Just spit it out! Be a man! "I was wondering if you'd go to Olivias' party with me?"

Hell no.

"Um, well Mike, I'm sorry. I don't want to go to the party with you." Ever!

He looked mad.

"Listen to me Isabella. I've asked you out countless times! You are going with me to Olivias' party! Do you understand?!"

Fuck off.

His hand had moved to my arm crushing it. I was tired of being nice.

"Mike get off me you dick head!"

"No. You've rejected me for the last time!" his grip got tighter.

"Ouch! Mike! Your hurting me!" tears weld into my eyes.

"Are you going to go to Olivias' party?"

Hell no.

"Yes"

Pansy.

When your in pain and scared out of your mind. You usually don't fight back!

Whatever.

"Good," he kissed my cheek as I shuddered. "I expect you to sit with me at lunch to." I nodded.

He moved in to kiss me on the lips, I pulled back.

"Fine, one step at a time." he looked me up and down, taking in my jeans and midnight blue sweater.

"And wear something more...flashy. I like it when my girls show skin." he licked his lips. Is he intent on making me puke?

"No. I'll wear what I damn what please." I said with defiance.

You go girl.

"Isabella, don't make me hurt you, okay? Because I will." Was he threatening me?

I believe so. Whatcha gonna do about it? Fight back. Like your dad taught you.

Leave Charlie out of this!

Just do it!

No.

It's your funeral.

Your not invited.

The voice in my head snarled.

The warning bell rang.

"Shit. I'll see you at lunch." that's when he rain to his class.

I was still shocked. I didn't like Mike and he knew it. I never thought he would snap, like that. I was disappointed in myself for not fighting back like Charlie taught me to. But I was also mad because if Edward was here and if he would have given me a ride to school like he usually did instead of that bitch of a girlfriend I wouldn't have been in this situation.

I couldn't be mad at Edward though, no matter how much he may of hurt me. When my world came crashing down I'd made a vowel not to trust anyone, and damn it! I was going to keep it!

First period passed by uneventful and second and third I wish I could say the same for fourth. The period I had with Edward and Mike. Great.

I took my seat. Mike sat in front of me and Edward sat beside me. I could tell there was going to be some drama.

"Hey Bella." Edward said. His voice and the scrape of his chair.

"Edward." I nodded towards him. If Mike saw me talking to him it would spill disaster.

He noticed my indifference.

"What's wrong Bella?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

Tell him what's going on! He can help you!

No! He'd just get hurt in the process!

When are you ever going to start listening to me?

When your real?

Touche.

I could feel Edward staring at me, but he didn't ask further questions.

I stiffened as Mike sat down in front of me.

"Hey Bella!" he said to enthusiastically. Does he not remember what happened this morning? Does that mean I don't have to go to the party?

Yeah right.

"Can't wait for the party tonight! Its going to be a blast." he waggled his eyebrows, winked and turned around in his seat. I gagged.

Edwards' mouth fell open as he stared at me.

"Your g-going to O-Olivias' p-party with Mike!" He sputtered out.

"Yes. Why?"

"Well, I always thought you didn't like him" Aww...he was looking out for me.

Remember he's the reason your in this situation.

He's not entirely at fault.

He is and you know it.

Shut up! You don't know anything!

"Well, he kind of grew on me." I lied smoothly as I shrugged my shoulders.

Edward just shook his head and turn towards the front of the class. Spanish past in a blur. I got called on and Edward told me the answer, that was the only contact we had for the rest of class. When the period was over he rushed out of the class. Probably to reach Reagan. Those to sicken me.

And of course Mike had to catch up with me and MAKE sure I was sitting at lunch with him. Which of course reminded me that I had to go to the party with him.

I was a little pissed off. I don't want to sit with this prick. I don't want to go to the party with him…HELL! I don't even want to look at him!

We reached the cafeteria, his clammy hand holding mine. We walked through the line and got our food. That's when I realized that I had to sit with Edward at the popular table. Which means I have to look at Reagan's stupid face.

Oh joy, I was in for a fantastic lunch experience!

Lunch was crazy it was involved with dangerous glares, death questions and dirty hands-Mike was rubbing it all over me, his hands that is and I couldn't even tell him I wanted to stop with fear that he would hurt me.

Gawd, someone just shoot me already!

School went by…awkwardly. Mike wouldn't leave me alone and Edward wouldn't talk to me…I mean what did I do to deserve this fate?

I didn't have Marching Band practice for which I was thankful, but sad. Maybe I could of used it as an excuse not to go to the party.

Alice, by Mikes' command was coming over to play dress up. I get to have two joyous hours of being a rag doll! My life is so fuging messed up!

She dressed me in a hot pink mini skirt that had lace on the top and a hot pink button up shirt with four buttons undone to revile a white lacy camisole. She let me wear knee-high pink chuck taylors. She lightly curled my hair and applied some light make up.

By the time 7:30 came along I was already in Mikes car on the way to Olivas party. Olivia was on of my closest friends she was unusually very hyper and never stopped talking. She like grabbing people butts and humping random pedestrians-trust me, that's how we met. Olivia was very pretty. She was a few inches taller then me and had long blonde hair and pretty blue-green eyes. She was one of the smallest people I know, well, other then Alice. Olivia's butt was pretty big though-that made for easier greetings. She was in the marching band too and played the piccolo. I never got to see her much considering marching band season was over.

Mike tried running his hand up my leg a couple of times but I never let him get far. I smacked him off and he couldn't do anything about it since he was driving…or so I thought.

His hand crawled up my leg again…and what made it really annoying was the fact that it was all sweaty and sticky! I smacked it away and thought I had won…his hand came back out of know where and smacked me in the face. I yelped in surprise and my head bounced of the window and hit the dashboard…I was stunned I didn't think Mike could be so….so….abusive!

I looked in the side mirror and saw that there was a small bruise already forming.

"Son of a bitch! Mike what the hell was that?!" I looked over at him and he was smiling a smile that mad my stomach knot.

"If you don't do what I tell you to, the hit will be much more…painful...next time." I cringed…what would this freak do?

But me being me just snorted, said whatever, and slid out of the car.

Olivas house was big and prestige. It had white corals and moss growing over them. The windows where stain glassed. The door was…a master piece just by itself. It was a glorified grave gray color and was made out of brick like a castle. (A/N MY FRIENDS HOUSE LOOKS LIKE THIS! ITS AMAZING!) The driveway was circular. And there where to stone lion heads on either side of the house...I was surprised no one broke them yet.

I was jealous.

Kids where everywhere; in the driveway, behind the bushes, hanging from the balconies. Olivia was going to have one hell of a mess to clean up.

Mike took my arm and led me to the front door, he didn't even knock, just walked right in. Even I know that's rude! And heck I called a teacher in the middle of class! Mike never had the balls to do that, what is this boy on? And where can I get some?

I was brought out of my clinical thoughts on how to score some when a little ball of passion tackled me.

"Bella! Bella! You're here! You're here!" Olivia squealed repeatedly in my EAR!

Then she looked over and saw Mike staring at here…with lust in them…gross. "And you brought a boy…"

I grimaced, "If you could call him a boy." Mike shot me a glare and I new I would pay for it later so I shot in a quick. "He's a man." he seemed pleased about that…at the moment.

Olivia laughed. "Your so precious, come on and dance with me!" she giggled.

"Um…I'm sorry Olivia but she's my date…you'll have to get you own." Mike stated…proudly.

"It's okay Mike! There's plenty to go around!" I said hoping he would let Olivia intrude.

"Nah! Don't worry Bella! Jakey-poo is here! I'll go dance with him!" PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!!

Mike smiled…which is never a good thing. "Okay sweet-cheeks maybe we can meet up later?" he had the suggestive and provocative tone that sent shivers up my spine.

"Uh…ahem…I don't know…my cat…fire…sister…ugh…dumpster…" she mumbled something about her sister being in the dumpster and her cat on fire and ran out to safety.

Why can't sweet, hot, nice boys be attracted to me?

I guess you got the short end of the stick.

Hey! No need for dirty jokes! (A/N CUE LAUGHING ON THE FLOOR ROLLING AROUND AND STUFF!)Your so childish.

As long as it keeps me away from you.

No reply.

Mike cleared his voice. "Lets dance."

He took me and we started dancing…not that I wanted to. I could tell he was getting agitated since I wasn't dirty dancing. I refused to do that! Refuse! Refuse! Refuse!

Mike pushed me and stated that he was going to get something to drink. I nodded all the while smiling inside, maybe I could get the hell out of here.

Or at least out of his sight. I walked up the stairs admiring the family pictures of Olivia Filliatruae family. Mr. and Mrs. Filliatraeu looked so made for each other. Just like Carlisle and Esme. Laureen (A/N not LAUREN THE BLEACH BLONDE TRAMP! Okay?) looked so sweet and innocent, she was in eighth grade. I smiled to myself to rapped up in my thoughts to notice the figure I ran into on the stairwell.

I blushed, "I'm sorry-"

"Bella!" I was immediately engrossed in a hug.

I would notice that scent anywhere.

"Edward!" I smiled up at him, "I haven't seen you in…well forever!"

"I saw you yesterday Bells." He chuckled and I turned bright red.

"So…your point is?" he laughed again…I love hearing that sound.

"Lets go talk somewhere."

I blushed as my heart sped up. "Sure."

We walked down the hallway. Going to the last door and knocking to make sure no one was in there…you know…doing stuff. We didn't get an answer.

We opened the door and walked in, I saw something that shocked me into freezing and I'm pretty sure it shocked Eddie-boy too.

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I gasped, and I heard Edward gasp to. The people inside where still going at it. But we knew who it was.

It was Reagan and Mike.

Though honestly, I don't know how Mike got up here through the kitchen-that's when I realized the other stairs by this door.

I looked over at Edward and saw anger and shock and…and sadness all over his face.

That's when he went ballistic.

"You little tramp! Why would you do that to me? We were dating! I gave up everything for you! I even gave up the girl I really liked!" Wait? He liked someone else? I was searching my head for a girl he liked. Nope, no one. I came up empty. People should listen to me! I knew she was a hoe when I met her!

I wasn't even mad at Mike for "cheating" on me…he can go to heck for all I care. And I don't, not at all.

I realized Edward was still yelling and that he had gotten closer to Mike and Reagan. Reagan was cowering and Mike was smirking as if to say "I banged her first."

Edward marched in and punched him right in the face. And I don't mean just a punch he continued over and over until I intervened.

"Edward! Stop! He's out cold! Lets go!" I started pulling on his arm. "Come on!"

He pushed me off and I fell to the ground. This shocked me, Edward was never violent towards me.

"Edward." I spoke softly, get his attention. "It's time to go." I spoke with authority.

Reagan had slipped out-probably to go get help for that idiot boy.

Edward stared at me. He was beautiful even with blood on his hand and shirt from punching Mike. His eyes where a blazed and his hair was even more messier then usual. He was breathing heavy and his body was in a ridged stance. I never felt more lust or attraction to him. Note to self: Make him angry more often.

"Edward what happened in there?" he shook his head as in not to answer.

"Edward," I stopped moving-heart broken that he wouldn't talk or even look at me. "What's wrong?"

"You where there Bella, you know what's wrong!" he exploded on me.

"You didn't have to beat the shit out of Mike though." I breathed in, "that was pretty uncalled for."

"I'm sorry if I damaged your little boyfriends pretty face." Edward said bitterly.

"Edward what is up with you! You never acted this way before!" I hate it when people get so emotional!

"Because my girlfriend FREAKIN' cheated on me! That's why I'm so pissed!" his breathing was getting harder and more labored. His body was tensed and his fist where clenched.

Then it all happened.

He looked at me and then looked back at the house and noticed my bruised face for the first time. He smirked and then said the most stupidest and random thing ever.

"Your face looks like a bruised banana." it was so light from our original stance that I couldn't help but laugh.

He joined me and it soon turned to crying, me out of joy from laughing and Edward from…well…I don't really know.

He collapsed in my arms and we fell to the ground. Whimpering as he did so.

"Bella, Bella, Bella. Where did I go wrong?" I tried to comfort him the best I could.

I ran my fingers through his silky-smooth hair.

"Edward babe, you didn't do anything. The bitch doesn't know what she's missing out on." I ran my fingers over his face memorizing it.

"Bella, please. Don't talk about her like that." I was shocked.

"Why the hell not? She just cheated on you Edward. She created adultery! The greatest sin!" he jaw clinched when I mention her cheating on him.

"I thought she was the one! Bella cant you see? I thought she was the one…" he trailed of, tears coming to his eyes again, even though they were closed I could tell. He had a strain to his voice.

My heart broke into tiny pieces.

He never even thought about me in that way.

Why would he? I mean your you! Plain, average, broken, ridicules Isabella Marie Swan! Why would anyone want you? Want to even be around you? You probaby smell too.

"You thought she was the one?" my heart broke even more and my voice was soft as I felt him nod his head against my lap.

Why me? Why most all these bad things happen to me?

Edwards eyes flew open. "What do you mean, Bella?" Shit. Did I say that out loud? Frick!

"Um…nothing?" Good cover Einstein! Where'd you come up with that?

I hesitated!I can see that! Everyone can see that!

Edward stared at me, as I tried to deny what slipped out.

"Bella, my dear, what has happened to you?" he looked into my eyes-I turned away. Looking at the forest the surrounded Olivias house in this small town of Forks.

"Nothing Edward. Everything is fine." I gave him a fake, faint reassuring smile-he saw right through it.

He moved from his spot in my lap in a flash and I was naive to actually miss his warmth. His hand shot out lightning fast and grabbed my arm, with a bone crushing force.

"Dammit Isabella! I'm tired of being lied to! Tell me the truth!" the grip he had on my wrist was getting harder. Tears started clouding my vision. His face was full of anger. It frightened me even more.

I was even more surprised to see curiosity and concern and…love? Nah.

"Are you sure you want to know?" He shook our arms together and nodded his head yes. I took that as a yes…but could I? I mean, really? Could I trust Edward?

I gulped. I haven't told anyone! Why would I spill all of these secrets for Edward? Why is he so special?

Maybe its because your in love with him.

Uh? I don't care! I'm not telling him.

"It all started when Renee…"

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