Twilight and all characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. I was going to wait to post this, but I love you guys so much and I was just as excited as you... so I'm putting it up now. Enjoy!

BPOV

Whoever thought I was overreacting was wrong. They could go fuck themselves. Because they had no idea.

Yes, I had only known Edward Cullen for six days, less than a full week, and we had only really kissed once, and we had never gone on an official date, but Edward Cullen had been more than a friend, more than a boyfriend.

Because in high school, relationships meant nothing. Once in a while there were couples here and there that actually had real feelings, but for the most part, it was guys chasing the cleavage that was busted out in front of them and girls just enjoying agonizing their horny boyfriends.

Edward and I, we weren't like that shit. We were a lot more. I wasn't sure if it was love, because I had never felt that before, but something was causing the big fucking hole in my heart to just grow bigger and bigger every time I thought of that night in my room.

It had been a whole week since then. Seven fucking days without seeing or hearing from Edward Cullen.

And as much as I was angry at him for letting me go, I was so needy that I would do anything just to get a glimpse of him. I would take him back, no questions asked.

Except, I had a feeling, he wasn't coming back. So I just sulked out the days, not doing much of anything. I barely ate, slept, or talked. I only kept doing my homework so Charlie couldn't complain, but I was feeling empty inside. And it sucked.

I was so down, I started thinking of all the reckless things I could do just to get my mind off of Edward.

And Emmett's party was just too perfect an offer I couldn't refuse.

It was only Wednesday so there were still two days till his party, but I couldn't help feeling a little excited.

Because, I decided, I was going to drink. And get completely smashed. Jessica had done it many times before so she would be able to take care of me when it happened.

I would get crunk or some shit. That is what normal teenagers did anyway, isn't it?

EPOV

Love sucks. It really fucking sucks. Especially when you're not allowed to see the person you love, that special someone who you didn't even know existed a week ago but somehow now seemed to be the sole reason for your existence.

Bella was everywhere. In every thought, in every dream, and in everything I did. Just because I didn't allow myself to see her didn't mean I wasn't thinking of her all the time.

I asked Jasper to keep tabs on her for me. He'd give me a very detailed summary every lunch, sounding a little annoyed but pitiful too. He felt bad for me because he didn't understand why or how Bella could mean so much to me.

I had been pretty anti-social since last speaking with Bella. I only spoke to Jasper at lunch, only to hear about Bella, then just went back to sulking within myself. I didn't even talk to Esme, who didn't bug me because she knew that sometimes, you just had to be alone.

Because I had been so anti-social, I decided I would go Emmett's party on Friday. I would drink my problems away for the night and try not to focus on Bella for just a little while.

BPOV

Finally, Friday came, Jessica picked me up at 8:00, and we headed over.

This time, when I was offered the red cup with the random shit in it, I took it gratefully. I started sipping away at the god-awful tasting liquid, fighting back the urge to gag, and began to feel warm tingles all over my body.

I then went for another cup. And another. And another. By this point I wasn't really walking or talking straight, which didn't help my clumsiness one bit, but who the hell cared?

I was sitting down just gulping greedily whatever the hell was in my cup when Newton just kinda popped out of no where.

"Bella, let me take that for you. Your cup is looking a little low, let me fill it for you."

Okay… Newton being nice? I didn't think so. Probably had some alternative motives up his sleeve but whatever. I would take the offer.

So I handed Mike my cup and he disappeared into the crowd. He then came back, a minute later, with one full red cup for me, one for him, and a humongous grin on his face.

I took the cup and just began sipping silently. The drink tasted kinda funny though, so I crinkled my nose. Well, yes, all the drinks had tasted terrible, but this one tasted worse, if that were possible.

And I slowly found my eyes drooping. I hadn't realized I was so tired, but I stifled a yawn and just kept sipping. Jessica would eventually find me and make sure I got home, she could do that much.

But just then Newton grabbed my arm gently and said:

"Bella, you look kinda tired. Let me help you up. I'll take care of you."

I just shook my head. Jessica would come find me and he didn't need to be silly, I could get up on my own.

But when I tried, I realized I was having immense difficulties. My legs felt impossibly heavy, like bricks, and my whole body was limp.

So Newton just helped me up, one arm around my waist, which was too close for comfort, but he was helping me stay standing so I couldn't say anything.

Then my vision started getting a little blurry. I started seeing two of everything and I vaguely was aware that Newton was helping me up a set of stairs.

A couple of moments later, I realized we had entered something that resembled a bedroom and Newton had me sit on the bed.

I was so exhausted that I just fell down, unable to keep my body in an upright position, and was lying on the bed.

That's when I noticed the door was closed and both the Newtons I could see were on top of me.

Newton started caressing my neck and kissing it slowly working up to my chin and nearing my mouth.

I tried to tell him to stop, but my words came out slurred and I couldn't even make out what I was saying.

I was vaguely aware that Newton's hands were on my jeans' button, undoing it and zipping down the zipper trying to pull my jeans off.

With my last conscious thought, knowing vaguely what was happening, Newton was raping me, and there was no way I was going to be able to stop him, I thought of Edward.

Edward…

EPOV

Right when I walked through the door, before I knew what was really happening, I was already gulping down some nasty shit and letting the warmth take over.

I took my regular place on the couch and noticed Bella walk in. Shit. I would just have to avoid her. So I did my best. I didn't talk to or approach her. I don't even think she knew I was fucking here because I saw her gulping her own series of red cups greedily. Shit. I had never seen her drink so much before. It could not be good.

But I figured Jessica would take care of her, they were friends after all. But then I noticed Newton approach Bella, who was sitting, and talk to her.

What the fuck did he want? And it wasn't hard to guess because Newton had a one track mind. But Bella hated his guts, so she would just brush him off. Or, at least, that's what I thought.

But instead of telling him to fuck off, she just handed her cup to him which he left with, and returned moments later filled.

And I just couldn't help the jealously from growing deep within me. I had to hold back a growl and I almost walked over there to push Newton back and tell him to fuck off. But Bella could take care of herself.

So I decided to mind my own fucking business and looked away. But after a couple of minutes of just staring into space, I couldn't help myself from looking back.

Neither Newton nor Bella were there. And because I was paranoid and over-protective, I looked around the whole bottom floor for them, to see if Bella had finally reunited with Jessica. But all I found was Jessica sandwiched in between two guys who I recognized from my math class.

And I just had a bad feeling. I couldn't really explain it, because there was no reasoning behind it, I just felt wrong.

So I decided to check the upstairs floor. All the rooms were open except for one which was the guest room.

I knew I wasn't being rational and whoever was in that room would get really pissed at me when I caught them doing something they didn't want me to see them doing, but I had to check. I had to see if Bella was okay.

So I tried opening the door. And it was fucking locked. And I started freaking out because what if Bella were in there and Newton were hurting her? NO FUCKING WAY. I couldn't allow that.

Of course, then again, if they were two random people, they wouldn't want anyone disrupting them, but I had to check.

And because I wasn't really thinking straight, instead of finding a card to unlock the door, I just kicked the damn door open.

And what I found was Newton on top of Bella, both hands on her jeans, trying to pry them off, and Newton just staring at me scared shitless. Good. He should be. Because Bella was passed out on the bed and there was no one around to stop me from killing him.

He was going to get it. Bad.

So I stomped into the room and pulled Newton off Bella and just started punching him wherever I saw an open target. He had no chance. I was so pissed I just kept going, hearing various cracking noises coming from his ribs and face. Then Newton fell to the ground and I just kept kicking him, beating the shit out of him.

And then I heard Bella whimper. And just like that, I snapped out of my rage and hurried over to Bella. I picked up her limp body up from the bed and walked out the broken door.

She was fucking heavy. But somewhere I found the strength to carry her down the stairs and through the crowds of people.

BPOV

It must have been a dream. Because the most beautiful angel, who reminded me a lot of Edward, picked me up and took me out of the room.

The last thing I remembered was Newton about to rape me and now I was being carried.

This angel had saved me. I wanted to thank him, but I couldn't speak. I was so tired, I couldn't even open my eyes. So I just let my mind drift to the unconscious.

Because I knew, that in this angel's arms, I was completely safe.

Okay.... so Newton is an ass. We all already knew that ;) Hope you guys liked it and stuff is about to get so incredibly more difficult for me to write. but whatever :) Reviews are awesome!

AND, I think Alice and Rosalie will be coming into the picture, or story more accurately, soon... so don't despair!

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