Bella smiled as she opened her little topple ware container, she had four left over cookies from yesterday so she thought bring them to school for lunch.
She took one out and bit into it.
How could something so disgusting be so delicious?
"Look who it is." Bella put half a cookie back into her container and sighed exasperatedly. Here comes Paul to ruin the day, just when things were starting to look up. The whole cafeteria was quiet all of a sudden.
"What do you have there, Swan?" Paul asked her. Bella refused to look up, instead she picked her cookie back up again and began to eat in silence until a large hand appeared in front of her eyes but it was gone as soon as it came.
She looked up and her eyes homed in on the small chocolate chipped thing in Paul's hand; she was confused for a moment but then her eyes widened.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
She watched as it disappeared whole into his mouth, a second later he spat it out all over her face and hair, gasps overtook the large hall; Bella was shocked, she couldn't even move.
"Urgh, that tastes like shit, damn." Paul laughed; she didn't respond, she didn't even move.
"Seriously, tell your mom to make em better next time; I swear they taste like crap." He told her seriously; she squeezed her eyes shut in frustration as she felt his hot breath on her neck.
"Trust me when I say I'm doing you a favour." He whispered before nipping at her ear.
She still didn't move; her mind was almost completely blank and the only thing she could think of was the small chocolate chip in front of her on the table next to her container.
Flashback (Five years ago)
"Here, try it." Isaac nudged Bella as he handed her the misshapen cookie; she looked at it in disgust before smiling sheepishly.
"What do you want me to do with it?" She asked in a small voice; he threw his head back and laughed at the stupid question.
"I want you to eat it." He told her clearly; she turned it over in her hand and furrowed her eye brows.
"Are you sure? It doesn't look safe." She whispered the last part; he chuckled again and picked up another one from the wire rack and bit into it. Bella followed his lead and pushed the whole thing into her mouth.
"What do you think?" Isaac asked her after he swallowed thickly; she tried to put on a smile just for his sake.
"It's great." It's horrible. She said and thought at the same time; the smile he gave her way worth it though.
"Really?" He asked her, she smiled and nodded.
"Yes, really." No!
"Good, then I'll make them for you every time I see you, I promise." He told her as he engulfed her in a hug and kissed her forehead; Bella closed her eyes and cherished the contact she would probably have to live without for another six months.
"I'd like that." She told him truthfully as she squeezed her brother tighter…
End of flashback
Bella's thoughts were interrupted.
"I'm fucking talking to you!" Paul roared as he grabbed hold of her plastic container and flung it across the cafeteria; Bella stood up and ran after it.
She fell to her knees beside the debris and searched through them frantically, tears leaking from her eyes.
They were all ruined, every single one.
With shaking hands she picked up the container which was somehow still in shape and began to put the pieces back into the bowl in silence.
"Oh, so that got your attention? Huh?" She kept her head down and wandered why the world was so cruel until somebody stepped in front of her; she didn't need to look up to see who it was.
The sneakers were crisp white and obviously very expensive.
Plus, the jeans were thick and rich in colour, also obviously expensive and probably brand new.
Paul.
She watched as he stamped on a large piece of one of her cookies and ground it into the floor; more silent tears leaked from Bella's eyes and she looked up to him with a murderous glare.
"Oh shit, don't tell me you're crying over this; you're even more retarded than I thought." He laughed; her eyes widened as she dropped the container and stood up slowly.
Her eyeliner was running down her face and her hair was wild; that coupled with her expression made her nothing less than frightening.
"Don't cry, Swan…." Paul told her as he picked a crumb from her hair and flicked it away with a smirk; his hand moved from her face and over her soft cheek.
"You're much more beautiful when you're smiling." He told her quietly; Bella slapped his arm away in disgust and his face went hard again.
"Besides, you're not that poor…. I'm sure you can buy some more, cookies aren't that expensive." He told her in a syrupy voice. Bella's wide brown eyes snapped to his as she stepped forward towards him.
"And what would you know about the price of anything? You're just a good for nothing spoiled brat who's never worked for anything in his life!..." She shouted; the cafeteria was a whole different kind of silent now.
Mouths were ajar.
None of them had ever seen anything like this before; nobody stood up to Paul.
Ever.
Bella put her right foot in front of her left and thrust both her arms into the air; her long sleeves retreated to her elbow.
"….Don 't think you're better than me!" She screamed as she pulled her right arm down and swung it sideways towards his face; it collided with a bang. Paul spun once before plummeting to the floor. Bella didn't stay to watch what happened next; instead she grabbed her backpack and newly painted canvas before marching out of the cafeteria and into the parking lot.
She opened the door to her beaten down red truck and got inside; this vehicle wasn't her first choice but it was handy when she needed to carry materials for any sculptures she wanted to make from the junk yard.
The tires screeched as she made her way out of the parking lot and onto the main road towards the hospital.
She was pretty sure that her hand was sprained.
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