WOW! I went from 71 reviews to 91 reviews in less than 24 hours! This chapter turned out to be way longer than I thought! 18 computer pages! (Yay!). No, Ale, your face only becomes serious when we're talking about Twilight not when we're talking about our brothers baseball team. Oh! And there's a reason Edward didn't freak when Emmett told Bella he knew her and Ed were 'sleeping together'. Its part of Em's present!

A Missing Piece of the Puzzle

Chapter 7: Baseball Park: Te Quiero

E.P.O.V.

"I'll be right back." I told Bella as we neared the table Alejandra set up for us.

Bella nodded. "Okay, but where are you going?"

"Em and I are going to get your presents from his Jeep." I smiled and rubbed her shoulder. She smiled in return. What was it that Bella said I gave her? Comfort! That's it. I gave her comfort.

"Wait, I'm going where?" Emmett asked as he took off his catching glove.

I used my head to direct him to his Jeep. "You're going to come with me to put the baseball gear away and bring back Bella's birthday presents."

Emmett nodded and walked over to me, with everybody's baseball stuff in his hands.

"Oh, Bella, I don't have a present." Ale looked apologetic. They seem to be getting along real well.

Ale is about Bella's age. I've been coming to this park ever since I was in T-ball, so since Alejandra is younger than me, I've known her for all her life. I believe I was in my first year of T-ball when she was born. After that, she started hanging around with her dad and I ended up teaching her how to play ball. She's just as good as Rose and Alice, if not better.

Bella held her hand up her and stepped closer to Ale. "It's okay. I mean, seriously, we barely met. You couldn't have possibly known it was my birthday. Besides, showing me how to hit a Rosalie-Special is a present enough." Bella smirked when she mentioned the Rosalie-Special.

Emmett, Jasper and I looked over at Rose to see how she had taken it. But she wasn't rolling her eyes, or looked annoyed, she was actually smiling so bright, I thought her face could explode.

"Happy much?" Jasper teased his sister and poked her side.

Rose squirmed a little and smiled at Jazz. "Look at her," She sent a quick glance at Bella. "She just seems so happy. And can you believe she hit my Special!?" Rose laughed and went to hug Bella and whispered something in her ear. Bella smiled back and gave her another hug.

"C'mon." I grabbed Emmett by his sleeve. "Let's go."

He nodded and followed me to his Jeep.

"Bella's pretty good." He commented as he passed me his keys, his hands were holding the baseball bats, balls and gloves. Everybody was still wearing their caps, and I don't think Bella will take hers off any time soon.

"Yhea," I agreed and opened the trunk of his Silver vehicle. "But you know what my favorite part was?" I tried to sound skeptical.

"What?" Em asked as he tried to fit everything in the back seats.

"The part where you told Bella we slept together!" Emmett closed the trunk and smiled. "Seriously," I threw my hands in the air. "You knew she would she would think the other way."

Emmett laughed and leaned against the Jeep. "Did you see her face? It was priceless!"

I sighed and crossed my arms. "Are you sure your present isn't going to be a little too much for her to handle?"

Emmett rolled his eyes and waved his hand in the air, dismissing my question. "Dude, I know she'll like it, trust me."

"I don't know." I furrowed my eye brows.

Em got away from his car and placed his giant hand on my shoulder. "Relax. Besides, what about your present?"

I looked down at my feet. "What about my present?"

Emmett laughed and took removed his hand. "Please, I would like to see the look on her face when she finds out what it means."

"Well, I don't plan on telling her, and hopefully she didn't take Spanish." I rushed back to the table with Bella's presents in my hand.

"Hey, hold up!" Emmett caught up to me in a flash.

B.P.O.V.

Rosalie came over and whispered in my ear. "That was a good hit, but don't plan on hitting another Rosalie-Special any times soon." She smirked and hugged me.

"Hey, Rose, you're stealing Bella away from me." Alice rushed over and gave me a hug.

I laughed at them, then Edward and Emmett came. I groaned. "God! So many presents."

Edward laughed and placed them on the table. "I thought you said you were excited?"

I shrugged and tried to peek in the bags. "Ay! Nice try." Jasper snatched away the bags and placed them on the opposite side of the table.

"Fine, whose present do I open first?" I asked and looked at them.

"Mine!" Alice charged to the bag and took out a rectangular box.

"Uh...Alice, I think Bella should open smaller, simpler presents first." Jasper smiled at his girlfriend and took the box away from her hands.

Alice pouted but agreed. "Okay, so, who's first?"

Emmett grinned. "How about me first?" Edward narrowed his eyes and Rose smiled as she walked over to the huge bag.

"Sure." I nodded.

Rosalie took out two thin, small rectangular figures that were wrapped in green paper with a white bow and the other was glittery blue with a silver bow.

"Here you go, Bella." She handed me the two presents. "The blue one is from me and the green one is from Emmy."

I tried not to laugh. "Emmy?"

Edward and Jasper coughed, hiding their laugh and Alice giggled before covering her mouth.

"Uh, no, not Emmy. I said Emmett, didn't I say Emmett?" Rose looked at Emmett, who looked mortified. "Yhea, I said Emmett."

I patted her arm. "It's okay. Well," I glanced at the presents. "Here goes nothing."

I took a deep breath and slowly removed the bow to the one Rosalie gave me, I'll open Emmett's next.

"Oh, c'mon!" Alice jumped. "You're unwrapping a present, not a bomb!"

Jasper rubbed her shoulder. "Let her take her time, remember." Jasper cooed. Alice looked up at him and sighed.

"Right, sorry, Bella."

"It's fine." I smiled at Alice.

Why was I so scared to open this gift? I opened the one Jasper gave me and I loved it. What makes this present so different?

I tore the green paper and looked at my present.

It was a picture of me and Edward. It wasn't just any picture of me and Edward; it was when we had our flour fight. Edward was holding me from behind while I had a bag half filled with flour in my hands. We were both covered in the white substance and laughing. I've never seen my self so happy before, we both looked really happy actually.

It was amazing! And on the bottom of the golden frame, it said: Flour Fight! Girls can do it better.

I laughed hard and squeezed Rose. She patted my hair. "I'm guessing you liked it." Her musical laughter echoed in my ears.

"Of course I like!" I pulled away and smiled with laughter escaping my lips. "How did you get it?"

"Well, that was the day Emmett and Jasper spent the night with you and Edward. He took my digital camera by accident and ending up taking pictures of you." Rosalie smiled but then frowned. "Uh, oh."

"You what!?" I turned to Emmett.

He laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. "Um…Yhea, about that, well I only took two pictures. That's all, I swear." Em held up his hands in defense.

"Fine," I sighed and put the gift Rose gave me on the table. "But what did you do with the other picture?" I asked.

He didn't say anything; all he did was grin down at the other present Rosalie said was from him.

I looked down at my gift and carefully opened it, afraid of what might be inside.

My eyes widened and I felt my face become the reddest shade I've ever had it. It was another picture of me and Edward, but not a cute or funny one like the one Rosalie gave me, it was completely embarrassing.

"Bella," Edward sounded worried as he came closer to me. "Are you okay?" He stood behind me, holding my arms since I felt frozen in place.

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. How did- why- but how? I can't believe this picture.

It was me and Edward.

Both of us smiling.

Cuddled together.

In his bed.

Oh. My. God.

It was the night I had a bad dream. To make matters worse, on the bottom of the silver frame, it was engraved and said: The Little Drug Addict and Sex Ed.

If it hadn't been so humiliating, I would've thought it was funny. Now I know why I stepped on a digital camera that night.

"Bella," Rose sounded just as worried as Edward. Mean while, Edward was having a silent conversation with Emmett and Edward kept sending glares at his direction. "What's wrong? Don't you like Em's present? I haven't seen it or anything, but I'm su-"

She stopped in a halt and dropped her jaw.

Alice and Jasper came by rushing next to me after witnessing mine and Rosalie's reactions.

Jasper's eyes nearly popped out and Alice had the tiniest smile on her perfect lips.

Why is she smiling? She's not supposed to be smiling! This is bad! This is embarrassing, horrible, and outrageous, it looks like we just…uh, like we just had, well you know. And those goofy smiles on our lips made the picture even worse. And yet, I felt a tiny spark of happiness.

Seeing Edward's arm wrapped around me so securely, the smile on our faces, and then I remembered the way I felt being with him that night. So comforting. Then I realized that their was one more person missing who wasn't around next to me: Emmett.

I looked at him. He was looking at the ground with a sad look on his face. His expression could break anyone's heart at the moment. Emmett just looked so guilty, sad, and ashamed. But he shouldn't be. It's a perfect present, aside from it looking like proof Edward and I slept together. My teddy bear is depressed when he shouldn't be.

"Emmett?" I whispered. I don't know why, but I think keeping a low voice can sooth people better.

I slowly got away from everyone and went to stand in front of my big, funny friend. I looked up into his hazel eyes; they no longer had that hint of fun and enjoyment. Did I cause that?

"Thank you for the present. It's one of the best, I've ever had. Actually, it's one of the few presents I've ever had. I really appreciate you taking a picture of a really great memory because I got to stay that night in a room full of my favorite guys." I hugged his large figure and whispered to him. "My big teddy bear."

Emmett chuckled lightly and rubbed my back. "Ahh….My little drug addict. Thanks for forgiving me."

I pulled away and looked him directly in the eye. "There's nothing to forgive."

Em sighed and shook his head. "That picture was too much. I went way overboard, I'm sorry. I should've gotten you something else, like a mix CD or something."

I got on my toes and patted his cheek. "No, don't say sorry. I really loved it. Besides, why would I need a CD if I don't have a CD player?" I laughed lightly to lighten his mood.

He smiled, showing dimples. "Did you really mean what you said? About me, Jazz and Eddie being you favorite guys?"

I nodded and smiled bright, happy that I got him out of his gloomy mood. "Don't tell them anything," I whispered and he leaned in to hear better. "But you're my absolute number one favorite."

His smiled grew and snatched me in an Emmett type hug that I missed so much. "Thanks." He added as he set me down. I moved forward and wrapped my arms around his waist. Of course, my arms couldn't go all the way around, but I just needed him to know I loved the present he gave me.

We turned around and saw everyone grinning at us. "What?" Emmett put his hands in his front pockets. "We were having a moment."

I laughed and went over to grab the picture from Rosalie's hands. "I guess I just need to open one more gift." I looked at Alice and grinned.

She squealed and got out the same rectangle shaped box. Alice handed it out to me, but just as I was about to get a hold of it, she took it out of my reach. "Bella," Her voice and face were both stern with seriousness. "Promise you won't protest, get mad, and you will use it and be happy."

I suddenly became terrified. "What did you get me? The prints for a new house!?"

Obviously my joke didn't affect her as she kept her expression the same. I sighed and nodded. "Yes Alice, I promise."

She smiled and handed me the box.

I opened it and after much arguing, I finally accepted it. Alice will be Alice, but her gift was a wee bit too much. Oh! Who am I kidding? The girl went nuts! Completely ballistic. People should take care of her when she has cash and credit cards in her tiny hands.

She got me a new outfit, a five-hundred dollar gift card for any store at the mall, two new pair's flats, and a cell phone! How is it even possible to get somebody that without going broke?!

As everybody went away, Edward and I stayed behind. "And now for the rest of your present," He smiled my smile and I felt instantly dazzled…

Wait! Did he say rest of my present? "Edward Cullen, I told you I would only accept one present from each individual!"

He laughed gave me an amused smile. "Too bad," He chuckled again. "And calm down, this is the last of it." He put up his right hand as if h was saying an honor.

"Were you even in the boys scouts?" I asked annoyed that he wasted more money on me.

He shook his head. "Nope, never was." Edward said simply.

"Are you trying to get me mad?" My anger got the best of me. "Because if you are, you have succeeded and excelled."

He chuckled. "Just turn around, Bella." I sent him a death glare. "Fine," He put his hands up. "I'll just step behind you."

He was standing in back of me and put something around my neck, a locket.

"What's this?" I asked as I stared in amazement at the golden heart at the bottom of the thin chain.

"A locket." He told me and I turned around.

"What does it say right there?" I turned the heart-shape around and pointed to the words that were engraved in the back. I think it was in Spanish or something, but how should I know? I got a D- in Spanish last year.

"It says Te Quiero," He grinned. "It means 'my friend.'" Edward added quickly.

I stared at the necklace with watery eyes. "Thank you," I whispered.

He hugged me then wiped the tears with his fingers. He seemed to leave his hands on either side of my face for a while, and then leaned in closer. I almost felt his breath in my face. Is the sky getting lower? I think I need an air bag.

Edward's face got so close our noses were touching, and then he suddenly pulled away and raced to where Emmett and Jasper were at.

Ale came rushing to me when he moved. "Are you okay?" She asked when she saw my red eyes.

I sniffed and nodded. "Look at what he got me." I smiled.

She took the locket in her hands and her eyes grew. "Wow! You do know what that means right!?" Alejandra seemed surprised. Did she think Edward was not my friend? Why else would he throw me a party?

"Is it Spanish?" I asked her. "He told me it stood for 'my friend'."

Ale immediately dropped the heart and stared at me with a confused expression. "'My friend?' What, no, that's not what it means. Yes, it's in Spanish, I should know, I'm Hispanic (like me!) but it doesn't mean 'my friend'."

It was my turn to give her a questioning look. She suddenly jumped up as if she remembered something. "I, uhh…well, if that's what he told you, then you should listen to what he said."

Ale looked back at where Edward was then at my new locket with furrowed eye brows. "Just make sure you find out what it really means one day." She forced a smile on her face and walked away.

Okaaaay……?

Alice and Rose brought a radio to listen to music. They started hearing music and playing a game on the soft grass, under the amazing sunset.

"Let's play a game!" Alice bounced.

"What?" I asked as I sat on the ground with them and tried to figure out my new phone. Emmett, Alice, Edward and the rest of the gang gave me their cell numbers and house numbers. Even Ale and Mr. Chavez gave me their numbers if I needed anything. Edward had already activated it and added emergency numbers like 911 on speed dial. His number was 1 on speed dial and the rest were behind him.

"Let's randomly place a station on the radio and whatever song comes on is the way that person feels about the person sitting on their right." Alice explained.

"Oh, that radio game?" Jasper asked as he took a seat next to her.

"Yup!" She smiled. "Do you guys wan to play?"

I think I saw everybody nod. "Bella!" Rose screeched. My head snapped up. "What?" I asked.

Rosalie sighed. "Do you want to play with us?"

"Oh," I put my new phone in my pocket. "Sure." I said and joined them on the grass. Ale had already left with her dad and it was Edward's job to lock up the park for the night.

"I'll go first." Emmett announced and sat in between me and Rose.

"No, I'm going first." Rosalie disagreed.

"Hello people," Alice waved her hands in front of our faces as if she was saying hi. "I thought of the game, I go first."

"What about me?" Jasper asked.

"No, I'm going first." Edward said.

"Why do you get to go first?" I asked with an eye brow raised.

Edward thought about it before he sat next to me. "Because I play the banjo."

"Really?" Rose asked.

"No." Edward shook his head. "But I play the piano, close enough!"

I giggled lightly and Edward smiled at me.

Emmett was on my left then Rose, then Jasper, then Alice and Edward ended on my right.

"Okay," Edward rubbed his hands together. "Time to randomly pick a station to see how I feel about Bella." He pushed the 'on' bottom from the side of the black radio and a song came on.

She does it like this when you do it like that,

She touches like this when you touch her like that

She moves like this when you move like that

Come on!

Shake, shake, shake, shake, uh, shake it!

He quickly turned off the radio and lightly blushed.

"Wow." Emmett said with wide eyes.

That caused me change color my self. Besides, I've never touched him like that! Or in any way!

"Okay Bella," Alice always seemed to be the one that recovers the fastest. "Pick a station for Em!"

I nodded and kept changing the station really fast. Then, I turned on the radio and a different song came on.

Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Back to the rule and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

Grinning like mad, I turned off the radio.

Alice and Rose laughed. "That is so true!" Rose was managing to say.

"Hey, what's wrong with living life for fun?" Emmett asked and crossed his arms.

I laughed and leaned in closer to his arm. "That song resembles you perfectly."

"Whatever," Emmett shrugged. "Now a song for Rose." He randomly picked a station.

But I've got to get a move on with my life

It's time to be a big girl now

And big girls don't cry

Rosalie turned off the radio for him and laughed again. "What does that even have to do with me?"

Jasper looked over Emmett. "Well, if Emmett were a girl, he'd be pretty big; I think that's the whole point of 'big girls don't cry' part."

We all laughed, excluding Emmett, and eventually calmed down. "I call a re-do." Emmett said and pushed the 'on' button again.

I'm two-quarters and a heart down

And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds

These words are all I have so I'll write them

So you need them just to get by

Why don't you show me little bit of spine you've been saving for his mattress

Love

Emmett turned down the radio. "Well," He said to Rose. "You have shown me a bit of your spine, but it was on my mattress."

We all groaned and begged Emmett to stop right there.

"Oh, please, Emmett." Rosalie said as she brought the radio closer to her. "Stop trying to change the subject. We all know that if you were a girl, you would be really big."

"Oh yhea?" Emmett sounded like a five year old. "Well, let's see what song comes on that shows how you feel about your dear brother, Jasper."

"Fine." Rosalie nodded and turned on the radio.

Is it still me to make you sweat?

Am I who you think about in bed?

When the lights are dimming your hands are-

Rosalie immediately turned off the radio and blushed while the rest of us – except Jasper – burst into laughter.

"Jasper," Alice giggled. "I had no idea."

Rose and Jasper shifted uncomfortably as Rose awkwardly handed him the radio.

"Okay, okay," How those two words made everybody calm down, I don't know, but then again it was Jasper.

"Let's see what song I get for Alice." Jazz smiled down at his tiny girlfriend with love and changed the station.

Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty

Oh won't you please take me their

Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty

Oh won't you please take me home

Alice smiled and squealed. "Aww," She hugged Jasper so tight, I thought he was turning purple. "You think I'm pretty." She kissed him on the cheek and sat back down, clapping her hands with joy.

Seeing the love between these two couples – Emmett with Rose and Alice with Jasper – made me smile.

"My turn." Alice announced and grabbed the radio. She changed the station and turned on the radio.

I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.

"What the heck?" Edward was all for saying 'heck' instead of 'hell' around me. God! It's so annoying.

Edward continued, "I think the song is more about you Alice, 'it's all mine' is how you never liked sharing your crayons with me when we were little."

Rosalie and I giggled as Emmett chuckled and Jasper narrowed his eyes at Edward.

Edward chuckled at Jasper's reaction and placed the radio in front of him. "My turn again," He said and picked a station.

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Told you we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella

I turned off the radio with crossed eye brows. "That doesn't sound like Rihanna." I know I don't have a radio, but I don't live under a rock! I know what songs people listen to and who sings them.

"It's not." Emmett shook his head. "That song is the rock version by All Time Low." He explained.

"Oh," I nodded. "It sounds better in the rock version." They all nodded in agreement.

"Okay," I said as I got a hold of the radio. "Let's see what we have with Em." I pushed a lot of buttons to change the channel and then the 'on' button.

This is for all you girls about twenty-five
In a little apartment, just trying to get by
Living on, on dreams and Spaghetti-O's
Wondering where you life is gonna go

Emmett snatched the radio and turned it off as the rest of us were grinning.

Em raised up his index finger in the air. "I'm going ignore the fact that the song was for girls, and how freakishly correct it is because I love Spaghetti-O's and I live in an apartment wondering how my life is gonna be after college. I'm just going to focus on the fact that it was COUNTRY!" He exploded at the end. "Country!? Why country Bella?" I almost forgot that he hated country music with all his life.

"Hey!" Jasper and Rose said in unison as they both folded their arms over their chests.

"What's wrong with country?" Rosalie asked and Jasper waited for an answer with his eye brows raised.

"Look," Emmett put his hand up. "I know that country is probably the shit back in Texas bu-"

"Language." Edward reminded him.

"I know that country is probably awesome," Emmett rolled his eyes. "in Texas, but not here."

Rosalie and Jasper narrowed their eyes at him and I suddenly felt fearful for Emmett. "Uh, I think you should take that back before they murder you and burry your corpse in the woods." I warned Em.

He sighed. "Fine, I'm sorry, country is…cool." He laughed awkwardly. "Rascal Platts and Carrie Under-hood…yay!" He tried to sound enthusiastic.

Edward sighed and shook his head as I slapped my forehead. "Rascal Flatts and Carrie Underwood!" I hissed under my breath.

"Oh," Realization hit Emmett.

"Who's next?" Alice chimed; she was – once again – the first one to recover.

"Me!" Emmett – also once again – sounded like a five year old.

We all sat their and waited as he placed a random station that would be a song about him and Rosalie.

See here's the thing…

We have to take our clothes off
So sexy!

We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no

Rose got over her mood against Emmett because she suddenly grinned as Em turned off the radio. "So true." Rosalie sighed and leaned against Emmett's left arm.

"Eww," Alice had her beautiful face pinched up with disgust.

As the game went on – only for two or three more rounds – we all stopped because it was almost one in the morning.

The songs Edward got about me that supposedly meant the way he felt about me were 'Crushcrushcrush' by a band called Paramore and 'Leavin'' by a guy named Jesse McCartney.

When I heard the song 'Leavin'' I thought it was cute, but then Alice showed me the video for it on my phone – yes! I have internet! How awesome is that!? – and my face reddened. I swear that song did not sound sexual at all when I heard it on the radio but the video says it all.

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"I know you told me to stop thanking you….but thank you." I smiled at Edward as he drove me home, with my presents in the trunk.

He sighed and made a right turn. "You're welcome, again."

"Can I ask you for a favor?" I asked as I looked through everyone's picture on my cell. "Please stop telling people not to say bad words in front of me. You might as well tie them up and say 'Devil child! Devil child!'"

Edward laughed and parked out side of my small house. "Okay, but you can't say them."

"Why not!" I whined. That's unfair! Ugh! I'm an adult; I can cuss out if I want to!

He thought about it for a moment. "Fine," He rolled his eyes when he saw me clap my hands like Alice. "But you can't say them if you're going to cuss someone out." So much for that freedom. "Unless it's with Tanya, then you can cuss her out. But other than that, I grant you permission to say shit, fuck, ass and all those bright and colorful words whenever you please." Edward made it sound as if it were a good thing.

"Oh thank you, Great and O' Powerful one!" I imitated his thick sarcasm.

He laughed and got out to open my door. "Thank you Great and O' Powerful one for once again granting me with your kindness." I faked an act as if I were a damsel in distress when he helped me get out of the car.

Edward rolled his eyes as he opened the trunk. "Okay, you can stop calling me that."

"Why, what do you mean Great and O' Powerful one?" I pretended to not understand.

He sounded irritated when he answered me. "It's getting annoying Bella." Edward handed my bag load of gifts.

"Did I disappoint the Great and O' Powerful one? Oh! Have me hanged by my neck immediately!"

"Ha ha ha," Edward said without humor.

I smirked and he came over to give me a hug. "Good night." He whispered.

"Night." I replied and went to my house.

Trying not to like Edward is harder than anyone could ever imagine. I was about to reach down for the key under that mat when I saw a black figure moving under the tree in my front lawn. "Oh!" I gasped

"Sorry," Sarah apologized and smiled sheepishly. Sarah was the nicest girl in the gang. She was the one whose birthday they announced in the intercom at school last week. (Check chapter 5: Surprise in Bella's P.O.V. and you'll see I mentioned it.)

"It's fine." I smiled but I still wondered what she was doing here.

I saw Edward get out of his Volvo, probably worried. I waved my hand and gestured for him to go. It was too dark to see expression but I can bet my life that he looked worried.

Edward's figure in the dark went back in the car and drove off at his crazy speed. "So…" Sarah took out a small, torn up brown box from behind her back. "Happy birthday." She smiled.

"Wow, uh…thanks." I took the gift from her hands. "Um…won't you come in?" I tried to be polite and opened the door for her to enter.

She looked around as I placed my other presents on the kitchen counter. "Nice place." Sarah commented.

"Th-thanks." I stuttered as she sat down across from me in the chair from the kitchen table.

I opened the tattered box and found the sharpest razor I've ever seen! "WOW! This is so awesome!" I smiled at her. "Thank you!"

She laughed and waver her hand in the air. "No problem. Karina gave it to me last week for my birthday, which is so stupid since she knows I'm totally into meth and weed." She rolled her eyes with annoyance toward the gang's group leader.

"And I know you're practically the gang's cutter so I figured I'd give it to you. Don't worry, I haven't even used it." Sarah explained.

The razor was steel, thin and shaped like a rectangle. Each of the edges was so sharp, that they glistened under the kitchen light. It fit perfectly in my right hand, as if it were made for me. But even as I placed it in my palm and grabbed it tight by one edge, I didn't cut my self. Amazing.

"It's perfect." I said in awe as I still gazed over the stunning blade. "It's so beautiful."

Sarah got a smug smile on her face. "Thought you'd like it. Well," She got up and I followed her lead, never letting go the blade. "I gotta go, see you tomorrow. I'll see if I can get you a couple of bucks for lunch, too."

"Thanks." I said as we got closer to the door.

Sarah opened it and was about to get out when she suddenly turned around to face me. "Who was that guy that got you those presents and dropped you off?" She asked, accusingly.

"That…was… a guy from the local shelter." I tried to think of something else. Come on, come on, what do I know about the local shelter? I've only been there for diner a couple of times; about 4 or 5 times, actually.

"I got clothes from donators at the shelter, which is why I have the bag and, um.." Yes. That actually made sense, okay, what else… "And a guy that worked there…gave me…a ride home?" Damn! I almost had it! Why did it have to come out like a question?

"What about that cap?" She looked up at Jasper's present.

"Oh, um…it's a present since I told them it was my birthday."

"Oh," She contemplated it for a second. "Okay, well, happy birthday." She gave a quick wave and left.

I closed the door and sighed in relief.

Grabbing the bags from the counter, I ran up to my room. I shoved all my other presents under the bed and I only focused on one: the blade.

So beautifully sharp and perfect. I turned on the old lamp from the side of the bed folded up my left sleeve.

I wanted to cut there, but I had too many new and old scars. Crap. I pulled down on that sleeve and rolled up the other one. My right shoulder and upper arm didn't have as many cuts as my other arm because I would have to use my left hand to cut and I really suck with my left. The lines and slashes don't even come out straight.

Shit. What now? I lowered the sleeve and took off my jeans. I sat back on the bed criss-crossed and gazed at my thighs.

So many scars, where am I going to be able to cut skin? Not on my wrists like those other girls do; too obvious. This sucks! I have a new and perfectly good razor, but I don't have any room to- Aha!

Right there, in my inner left thigh was a smooth patch of skin just waiting to be cut up.

I smiled as I grabbed the blade from my small night stand and held it firmly in my right hand.

I used the tip of the blade and swiftly cut through the first layers of skin. My eyes got watery and I hissed as the fire-like feeling that was sent out through that thin line. Digging deeper, I started another line and went over a couple of old scars. Blood emerged and I started breathing hard through my mouth.

My blanket got filled with a blotch of blood in a matter of seconds. But who cares?

Not being able to stop, I rolled up my left sleeve with my blood-covered left hand and began a thin line around my upper arm. Dark red blood oozed out and flowed all the way down my arm.

Tears were sliding down my cheeks from the searing pain, but I didn't want to stop.

I made a few small cuts on my shoulder. Not the best idea. The cut that I had given my self in Edward's shower Sunday night hadn't fully healed, so it caused three times as much of blood to over flow as I passed it with my new razor.

My black shirt and bottom underwear were stained with blood on the left side. Why not make it even?

I rolled up my other sleeve for the second time that night and passed the blade to my left, bloody hand. I carefully made slashes and slashes on my shoulder and upper right arm, making it look as if something kept clawing me.

Going down like waterfalls, more blood poured onto my shirt and bed. Enjoying the fire-like sensation, I started working on my right thigh. I switched the blade to another side and used my right hand to cut through more and more skin.

The fire and burning feeling never stopped and neither could I.

After a couple of more cutting, the smell of blood was too strong for me to handle. I laid their in bed, covered in a sea of my own blood and went to sleep. Best birthday, ever…

Well, what do you think? WAY longer then I anticipated. Did you like?

Love, Mayface!