This is in a month's time after Bella knows Edward is a vampire, but this is right before Port Angeles.

I woke up to the sun shining into my window. I drove quickly to school, anxious to prove my theories about Edward and his family. In my hurry, I didn't realize how early I was to school. I parked relatively close to the door, and sat on a bench and checked over some trig problems. Mike came over to me. "Hey, Bella. You're here early."

I smiled politely. "Hi, Mike."

"How was the rest of your weekend?"

I shrugged. "It was okay. How was your's?"

"Fine. So, I was wondering if you would like to see a movie tonight in Port Angeles."

"Sorry, I can't tonight. Some of Charlie's friends are coming over tonight," I lied.

"Oh," he sounded disappointed. "Are you available tomorrow?"

"Mike," I hesitated. "Jess really likes you. I think you should ask her instead." Was he really that blind? She almost drooled over him.

"Okay." He walked off, with his shoulders slumped. A wave of guilt went over me. I tried to convince myself it wouldn't be right to lead him on.

I walked off to English class, right before the bell rang. I kept my eye on the clock the whole day, waiting for lunch. Once it finally arrived, Edward and his family weren't there. I tried to hide my disappointment, and talked to Angela.

"Bella, do you want to come dress shopping with us tomorrow night in Port Angeles? I would be really fun."

"Sure."

I walked into Biology, still hoping he would show. The second I walked into the door, my hope was squashed.

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We went straight to business; no need for walking the boardwalk. Jess and Angela spent about half an hour picking out dresses, as I critiqued them. "I like the blue dress," I offered.

"You sure? I'm leaning towards the silver strapless."

"Get whatever you want," I responded. "The silver does look nice."

"Yeah," Jess hesitated. "Fine, I'm going to go look at jewelry." I watched as Jess walked off.

"Angela, do the Cullens disappear often?"
"Yeah, Dr. Cullen and Mrs. Cullen pull the kids out of school to go camping" She responded quietly. She didn't ask any more questions.

"I like the shoes. They go well with the dress." She smiled at me.

"Where is the book store?" I asked after a couple of minutes. "I want to buy something."

I walked off in the direction they pointed towards. They offered to come with, but I told them I preferred to look alone. I walked past the bookstore, after one look inside. I kept walking westward, wandering the streets figuring I would end back by the dress store.

"Bella?" a familiar voice asked as I past an alley. I looked down the alley, and a sense of dread washed over me. My stomach tightened. There stood Marcos and Fernando smiling their leering smiles. "Juan has been worried, Bella," Marcos continued. "He says you haven't returned any of his calls."

"I-I haven't received any calls from him," I lied. "My cell phone doesn't work very well up here."

"We hoped we would find you," Fernando said as they walked forward. "He sent us here, just to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine." I stepped away. "It was nice seeing you guys. Please tell Juan I'm okay."

"Oh, but Bella, we're not here for him. You see, he hasn't staked his claim in awhile, you're open territory." Marcos' arm wrapped around my waist. The stench of beer soaked their clothes.

"You're drunk," I complained.

"All the better, don't you think?"

"You're not coherent. Juan will kill you if you do anything to me."

"If you tell him, he'll hear the story of how you seduced us. He keel you." Yes, that was true. The memory after I got shot was too clear in my mind. Marcus grabbed my brest, and pushed my face to him.

Luckily, Fernando intervened. "Hey, man we decided I would get dibs."

I broke free of Marcus' hold around me, and I ran down the street. I tripped over my toe, and fell forward. Marcus, pulled me to my feat, and punched me in the gut. He kept kicking me and punching me before I fell down to the ground once more. He stepped on my arm, and I heard it sickenly crack. I looked over his shoulder to see Fernando on the sidewalk, I could only guess as unconscious.

"Please," I begged softly. "please stop."

"You slut!" He yelled too loudly. "First you leave Juan, for probably another guy, and you try and run from me! I would have given you the time of your life." He banged my head against the brick building.

"Who are you seducing this time? Is it a jock? Huh? I can't believe Juan fell for you." He repeated the motion, and my head banged the wall with a loud CRACK. I smelled blood. I fought to keep consciousness. He ripped off my pants and then my shirt. He threw me to the ground, and I became unconscious before I fell to the ground.