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Okay to clear up something from last chapter, in Sense and Sensibility the main male protagonist is named Edward so Bella was dreaming about when her Edward (I used Sense and Sensibility instead of Pride and Prejudice's Mr. Darcy) would come for her. WARNING this chapter contains dark thoughts from Bella, read them carefully and do not take anything seriously, they are merely in her mind, everything will be explained in due time. So, enjoy! thnx, freeyourminddreamer:)

The Walls are Closing in

EPOV

"Wait, wait, wait. You mean I actually have to grow up again?!" my voice wavered as I processed what Ricardo was telling me.

"Yes, that is correct."

"So I'll be my 17 year old self just in the body of a 2, 3, 7, and so on year old? That's…," I struggled for the right word, "preposterously insane!" I sighed and sat in a chair, my head in my hands.

Ricardo sighed and resting beside me, "Edward, it's not that bad."

"It's not that, I'm intrigued about the 'special case' status of this, growing up with her, that's all fine. It's just…" I let my voice trail off as I pondered to myself, troubled with my thoughts.

"It's just what? Her?" Ricardo was fighting a smile, stupid, smart, all-knowing angel.

"Well I feel horrible shallow saying this but who is she? What is her future? Is she going to marry a politician? Give birth to a boy that will save the world?!" the anger was seeping through again, "She's just a plain girl! A stupid ordinary worthless human! Every one of you lied to me!" I was on my feet, my hands clenched into fists at my sides.

Ricardo muffled a laugh, he must've known what was so special about her and he was keeping it from me. Suddenly he became serious and sighed, "Edward, what would your mother think about what you just said, about your reaction?"

That was a low blow and he knew it. I sighed again and sat back down, he was right…again. I remembered my mother, from when I was just a boy. She was beckoning me to her lap, telling me about how everyone was beautiful and how one special girl was out there just for me… The thoughts of my mother formed a lump in my throat. I was here for her, I would make her proud. I forced the lump down and stood up, ready to begin.

"I'll do it." I said confidently.

Ricardo smiled, "I knew you would, your mother would be proud of you boy."

I grinned, "So what is it that's so special about this girl, why her?"

Ricardo shrugged, "She needs you."

I rolled my eyes, angels and their secrets, apparently that's all I was getting for now. I followed Ricardo into the Equipment Room. My protectee was to be born in a few hours and I had much to prepare.

'For Elizabeth, for mom' I reminded myself. I would not let this girl stand in the way of everything I had built up. This girl was a task, a simple and precise task I had been assigned. This girl was nothing to me.

BPOV

"Bella! We're going out!" I heard my mother's voice, half giggling, from downstairs. From the way her and Phil were sounding I suspected alcohol was involved in this "excursion". I heard the door slam and I ran to the window, they were gone. I smiled and set to work packing more of my clothes and books. I sighed, my books. They would be the first I unpacked when I arrived at Charlie's. I threw them into the box along with the notebooks filled of my own writing. I reached for Sense and Sensibility from where it lay on my bed. My Edward was not coming any time soon. I rolled my eyes at my silly pathetic daydreams.

After some sufficient packing and re-arranging I ran to the window to make sure no one was coming. It was all clear. I shut the drapes and locked my bedroom door. I shook out my hair and removed my glasses. Running to the mirror I inspected myself. In a matter of minutes I prodded at my face adding contacts, mascara, eye makeup, colour, mimicking Alice and Rosalie's movements. Off came the bulky sweater and sweatpants. On came the cute jeans and dark blue tank. Slowly, I moved towards my CD player, where it remained yet to be packed and popped in the CD on top, The Killers. I pressed play, grabbed a hairbrush, and started dancing to the first song.

I've been coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine

Gotta gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all

I started singing, loudly and off key while pretending I was Bella, the crazy outgoing girl at a concert with her boyfriend or at a slumber party with her best friends.

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this

It was only a kiss,
It was only a kiss

I started laughing as I almost tripped, until I realized I was the only one laughing. There were no BFF's at a sleepover, no hot boyfriend dancing beside me, no one. I was all alone…again. I sighed, I wasn't sure why I still did this, "alter-ego" Bella stuff, I always ended up worse off then before. Upset I hadn't lasted one song, I flicked through my other CD's, trying to find something to redeem myself with. I ended up turning on the radio to Bleeding Love. I almost laughed at the irony; except I was bleeding my lack of love, or perhaps it was loneliness. I grabbed my fallen hairbrush and continued my cheesy dance moves.

But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you

They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth

The walls…they were coming closer…

You cut my open and I
Keep bleeding

Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding...

The walls were closing in on me and I quickly shut off the radio and ran to the mirror tugging at the contacts, barely making it to the bathroom without falling. Get…out…of…my…head… I scrubbed at the makeup as the tears began pouring, struggling to tie my hair up. Click, click, click. I kicked the door finally succeeding in locking myself in my room. Dressed in my normal attire I hid under the covers of my bed, preparing for the wrath.

Alone, alone, alone… The words echoed in my head. I saw Charlie and Renee arguing, I saw Phil coming, I saw… I screamed and covered my head with a pillow. I saw Emmett and Rose dancing and Alice in Jasper's arms. I saw Mike and Jessica and Angela and Ben. There was black and red and a light, but it was so far away. I tried to reach for it, tried to grab it, but it kept moving farther away from me.

'Please' I begged the light. The voices were screaming. I saw the locker, I saw the boys pushing me, I saw the girls laughing, I heard their taunts. I heard the click of the lock and my voice screaming for someone, anyone, to help me. It was the younger me, frightened, screaming, crying. I reached for her, to comfort her, but she too disappeared.

It was back to Charlie and Phil. I heard Renee's screams, mixed with my own. I had to warn them, I had to warn him, I had to stop it… The light was still there, I pleaded with it to take me to a quiet place, a safe place. The walls were closing in again. I was banging and kicking and thrashing and they were all laughing, everyone was always laughing at me.

'It's getting worse' I was attempting to clear my thoughts, to think clearly for ever a second. Trying to remember when people were coming back, people that I wouldn't let see me like this; they could never know what they did to me. But I was slipping past the edge, farther then I'd ever gone before. Faster and faster I couldn't catch myself, couldn't regain control, couldn't think.

Charlie and Phil were moving closer, the locker door was closing, the walls were swallowing me, I was falling off the cliff, down the hole, farther into the darkness and away from the light…

I screamed his name, begging for him to save me…

"BELLA!"

But I couldn't hear him anymore…

A/N: Did you like the cliffy? Okay regarding updates I am a HS student meaning some days I will have nil homework and others so much I won't even think of coming on my computer. Tomorrow is Monday meaning back to school but expect an update probably by Wednesday/Thursday at the latest.

Author Needs Help! Okay, so presently I have no beta so if you see me making an errors please pm or review me! I would like some feedback on my writing! Also, Jacob Black will be in the next chapter (not as a love interest definitely not! Merely as a childhood friend mentioned) now if Bella is age 4 Jacob would be age 2, correct? Would Billy still be walking when Jacob was 2? Anyone who knows the answer or who can correct or reassure me please pm me asap! thnx! :)