DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT.

Chapter 3

BellaPOV

I drove into the school yard about twenty minutes late. I could already hear the students inside. I took Bree out of the car and carried her project it was a diagram of the solar system. We'd stayed up late for a few nights putting it together. The teacher must have been covering this topic for a short time and just couldn't be bothered so she just decided to give them a project/research to do and save her breath. I shook my head at and walked beside Bree who was all but running to go to class, she had never been late before I don't know what happened this morning.

I came in late last night so I was so tired I just went to bed. I woke up early the next morning and showered then went up the hall and woke up Bree. I went downstairs and got myself of French vanilla coffee then my work phone rang. I hesitantly put down my coffee who would be calling me at this time of the morning; who would know that I was awake at this time. I went over to the phone and answered.

"Hello, Bella Swan licensed psychologist, counsellor and marriage and family therapist how may I help you?" I answered chirpier than I was actually feeling.

"You can help me with a few things actually, starting with my daughter." I froze at the sound of his voice I thought I had gotten rid of him five years ago. I was drawn out of my shocked state when Bree came down the stairs calling me.

"Mommy I can't find my shoes"

"Look if they're in my room" I replied forgetting about my caller for a moment.

"I did they're not in there"

"Okay honey just...go get breakfast and...I'll be with you in a minute"

"Okay mommy" She trodden into the kitchen oblivious to me being on the phone. I took the call into my bedroom and pushed the door closed so Bree wouldn't come in.

"What do you want Riley?"

"Who was that you were talking to a minute ago?" He asked ignoring my question.

"My daughter. What do you want?"

"You mean our daughter"

"No, my daughter you left me with full custody"

"So you plan on raising her on you own?"

"The hell I do. Do you remember on the day of our trial you begged me to pardon you from having to pay child support? Do you? I was issued full custody for our child. The child you left me with in college. For what reason? Senna. My own friend?"

"I'm sorry Bella, let me make it up to you-"

"No! I don't want anything from you. Stay out of my life and out of Bree's"

"Bella wait-"

"What?"

"Can I atleast say hi to her?"

"Goodbye Riley"

"But Bella wa-"I hung up on him and cried. Fucking asshole.


Edward pov

My alarm was ringing.

It was reaaly loud, and different, in an annoying way. I rolled over to turn it off but instead of turning off my alarm, I feel face first on the floor.

Fuck.

I started to push myself up off the ground then my oh so fucking nice inmate decided to use me to get off the bunk. His heavy feet landed on my back and his weight forcing me back to the ground. Ass wipe. I took a minute to catch my breath then pushed myself off the ground and went out to get breakfast.

It was worse than high school.

Much worse. This is going to be a long eight years.

I got some of what they were feeding us and quietly escaped to my cell. I stayed in there until another loud bell rang. When I went back into the "cafeteria" I was a war zone.

I had barely stepped in when some huge ass guy practically threw this other guy at me. Instinctively, I pushed the guy away from me and he spun back on me. Shit. He swung his fist at me but I ducked quickly and hit him in the gut. Bad decision though because he recuperated quickly and grabbed me by the back of my jumpsuit and threw me over then lunged at me. He pinned me down and used his fists and banged against my face. That shit hurt worse than a motherfucking bitch. I used my arms to cover my face but he didn't stop. He hit me from below my chin; my lip split at the blow. Fucking bastard. I shoved him off me and used my fists to pound the shit out of his face. Someone grabbed me from behind and I saw the orange jumpsuit and a mean ass face, so i knocked him square in the jaw. He turned back to face me again an even meaner look on his face. He made a strange animalistic growl noise then grabbed me by the collar and shoved me down on a table. His fist was raised to hit me and I rolled away as it moved towards me. It hit the table; I turned back to face him and kicked him where I knew it had to hurt and while he recuperated, I made a mad dash across the room. I bumped into several people and had to duck from their fists that came hurtling towards me and the ones not necessarily directed at me too. It was not easy but I made it across the room with only a busted lip, sprained wrist, probably a broken leg and blood pouring from multiple areas on my body; it could be worse.

The officers had finally been able to get some control over the prisoners. Those who had been injured (me included) were taken to a room to be dressed and the others were let out into the yard.

The room was to look like a mini hospital only less sanitary. I was put in a somewhat curtained off area and a doctor came over to my with a nurse and they began to dress my wounds. I had to refrain from biting my lip when the doctor touched my arm. My shoulder was dislocated and my wrists sprained, both of them. The doctor pushed my shoulder back into its socket then wrapped my wrist with a bandage.

He looked over my leg. I had a simple fracture he dressed it accordingly. When I was done being dressed, I was brought back to my cell. On my way out I saw my lovely inmate getting his wounds dressed too. He looked up at me and kinda smiled - I think.

I sat on the bed in my cell with my head in my lap thinking what the hell I did to deserve this. I heard the cell open and looked up at my inmate who had a shit eating grin on his face. The officers pushed him in and removed his cuffs and left. He waited until they were out of earshot before he spoke.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" I looked up at him with a confused expression. Did I enjoy I enjoy myself? What the fuck? "Well I did it all for you, think of it as a welcome gift. Welcome to hell." he smiled.

This guy was way too creepy but I felt as if he was warming up to me in the only way he could. No, prison life was definitely getting to my head.

"My name is Alec, by the way."

"Edward" I replied curtly. He nodded climbing unto his bed. Yup, he was warming up to me.

A/N: So watchya thinkin? Leave me a reiew on what you want to happen next :)

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