Disclaimer to Stephenie Meyer and Tomoko Hayakawa.

Ugh. I have to do a speech in school today, and I hate public speaking. What about you?

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Blood dripped down Bella's forehead. Her eyes opened slowly, her mind beginning to register where she was.

"Well, well, well." Said a cold voice, "What do I have here?"

Serafina prodded Bella's face with the tip of her high-heeled shoe, leaving a mud print on her face. Bella found that she had been tied up.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Bella cried out loud.

"You interfered with my plans!" Serafina cried in the same tone that Bella had used; much to Bella's dislike.

"You know from the moment you looked at me, I hated you. It wasn't your attitude, it wasn't your looks but it was your personality. I could tell that you would hate to see your friend get hurt by helping me cheat on my husband."

"So I played a little with Emmett, and led him into my trap."

Serafina looked dangerously at Bella as she took great effort in sitting up.

"Why would you do that to Emmett? Why would you do that to Paolo?"Asked Bella in disgust.

"You silly girl, Paolo was nothing to me. Do you think our relationship was based on the fact that he loved me, and I loved him? Of course not. Only fools marry for love!"

"You never loved Paolo?" asked Bella in astonishment.

"Hm. I supposed I loved the guy, but I loved his life insurance policy even more. His life insurance policy entitled the spouse 2 million Euros. And he was never going to die soon, and I wanted to be young and move on with my life when I got the money, so I had to set it all up. I was waiting for a young boy stupid enough to fall for my charm, which happened to be Emmett, and then lure him into a room where my dead husband lay. In America they enforce a death penalty if it's bad enough so I was just hoping that he'd get one."

"I didn't know that forensic science was so advanced these days, that a matter of a few hours can clear someone immediately. I was safe though, if I was caught on camera in the elevator then all it could prove was that I was a hostess and I was doing my job."

"Then you ruined it all, finding the knife-,"

"The scientists would have found the knife regardless of when it was found! I just happened to find it early!"

"Don't interrupt me!" Serafina snarled, slapping Bella on the cheek, causing Bella to fall onto the ground. Bella sat back up and glowered at Serafina.

"I would have tried to sneak in that room when the forensic scientist fools were busy with the body and taken the knife back. I saw you duck under the tape and knew that as long as you were those dim-witted fools would stay too. Then I heard you would allow them to print all the staff and take DNA samples. At least there was a bunch of people that didn't give them up, or I would have been busted."

"So, you lured your husband to the room, killed him, hid the knife and then left the room, and then Emmett came and found your husband," said Bella whilst Serafina smiled at her own cleverness.

"Yes." She replied.

"How did you get away with it? I'm sure that the third floor would have some kind of camera system," Bella asked, trying to buy some time to find a way to escape. She could barely move, being tied so tightly by the ropes.

"Those cameras are slightly old school; one swivel so the camera was concentrated on something else was enough to enable complete unexpected access to the room."

"Man, that was a clever idea," Bella said sarcastically. Unfortunately, Serafina caught the sarcasm.

"Shut up!" Serafina said, slapping Bella so hard that her face was tingling afterwards. Her face left like it was bruising. She lay on the floor. Her head was still bleeding, for no apparent reason.

"And the cut on my head, was it you as well?" Bella said defiantly.

"Yes. I had to find a way to get you in this old shed without you struggling didn't I?" Serafina cackled. She laughed at Bella's stupidity.

"I thought you might be a bit more vulnerable to take after you nearly drowned."

"You evil-!"

"What were you going to say?" Serafina taunted. Serafina knelt right by Bella.

"This is Auntie's storeroom isn't it?" Bella asked.

"Yes. I've never known why we've never been allowed in it. I guess all this crap can go to waste soon enough."

"I'm going to kill you Bella Swan," Serafina finished. Her face was regal and she meant every word that she said.

"You don't deserve to live, you ugly girl."

The simple word hit Bella hard. All the unhappy things that had happened in her life surrounded her again.

"I hate ugly girls...your appearance is something you can change once you put in the effort...you really are ugly...I never imagined she'd be so ugly..."

The feel of Edward's lips on hers, the rapid beating of her heart, the feeling of completeness...

"Ugly girls like you should just find a place to die and then rot there. They shouldn't be on Angelo Island," Serafina finished, she closed the shed door and then she heard some kind of liquid being thrown on the door.

Awesome scenario. Wooden shed. A fire. Death.

"I'm sorry for being ugly. I know I should die, I know I deserve it...I'm so sorry." Bella cried softly. Bella had always embraced death in a manner most people would find unacceptable. But when it really bottled down to it, Bella didn't really want to die. She didn't really want to waste the four years of her life that she'd lived like a zombie. She didn't really want to leave the Earth, especially so soon. She'd prefer it if it was some kind of accident or disease or natural causes. She wasn't really that keen on murder or suicide. The idea of death may have soothed her in this current situation didn't mean that she was completely happy about what was happening. She thought about her mom, her dad and their reactions. Auntie's reaction. How Alice would feel. Jasper, Carlisle, Emmett's feelings. Edward. She thought about what Edward would do, feel and act. Then she wondered what would happen to her belongings. She hadn't had a chance to say that she would like to be buried with Stephen. Oh, Stephen. They would throw him out.

She could smell the fire, it was coming towards her. She inhaled a lot of smoke and then coughed.

"I'm so sorry for being so ugly. I'm going to die here and if you want me to die then I will...I can't help being ugly, but if it bothers you, I'll perish for you. I'm sorry," Bella choked out, tears streaming down her face, she could feel the flames beginning to pick up.

She was going to die.