Heart-to-Heart

When I got upstairs there wasn't any sympathy or bitches. Instead there was something just as worst.

Because my parents left me at such a young age and I never really got a mother-daughter makeover, shopping experience. Well now I was going to get one... from the master herself.

"Hey Bella!" she said as I got to her room.

"Hey Alice... What's all this?" I demanded looking around the room. Well exactly like the house it was clean and expensive. The furniture and tv look really new, unlike all the things I own, or used to own. Unlike the rest of the house, this room was painted pink and black. It had lots of fashionable clean new clothes... And a mirror and that powder thing people like to put on their faces.

"Oh! Its a makeover for you! This will be your new outfit..." She showed me the things that bitches, like Rose and Tanya, like to wear. It would show way too much of my skin... Which of course was really dirty.

"I will use these curlers to curl your hair and eyelashes..." She took those flat things I saw at the store once. I think it was the last time I actually went into a store like that.

"And here is your makeup!" She showed me the powder things which is very nasty. I wonder how people can stand those types of things.

"Do I have to wear this?" I asked. I really did not want to.

"Yes you do. It is tradition for all people who come into the Cullen house to wear things like this... All the time."

"Then how about I just leave?" I asked walking for the door. Please let me leave, please let me leave... I hated it in this room... It looked too happy.

"Oh no you don't. Bella you will be staying here while I help you get a makeover. It's not that you aren't pretty or anything..." She seemed to think about what she was going to say next. "But with the help of the makeover, you could be really pretty." She smiled.

She was lying. She knows I'm not pretty. Everyone knows that. Everytime they say I am, they make me think of how pretty my mother was. I could've been like her someday... If I had to right care and support.

"Okay." I mean it couldn't get any worse right? Just a harmless makeover... I hope.

Alice let out a little squeal. I hope that was a 'I'm not going to torture you,' squeal.

Now that's how I'm sitting here in Alice's spinny chair while she is curling my hair.

"It looks great Bella!" she said. I bet it doesn't... At all. "Don't worry about it! I know exactly what I'm doing!" I bet she does.

"So Bella... how's life?" she asked.

"Um... If you haven't noticed the way I act since you met me then here's some news for you! It's horrible." I know that was mean... But it was the truth.

"Well I know people who have way worst lives than you." She said.

"Like who?" I demanded.

"Like everyone around you! Take Mike for example." she said. Mike, the one who sold me that crappy bike. "His life may look good to you but really his life can't get worst. He's been rejected by 142 girls. The same ones that live in Forks and known him since kindergarten. His parents hate him. Well his dad left him so that must explain something... His mom. Despises him. Should see how she looks at him. Mike is clueless about all this. Everyday someone does something mean to him... Whether its from hitting his car with a bat, to spilling food on him, something bad happens."

"Well he has a parent. Unlike him, my dad left me... I'm still all clueless about this. My mom... She left with my dad. How could they not think of me? Their only child. And leaving me with Jennette was like the worst thing they could ever do! If it was possible to go back into time I wouldn't even want to be born!"

"Don't say that! Okay maybe your life was a little rough in the beginning." I was about to say something before she corrected herself. "Okay really rough. But that doesn't mean that it'll stay like this. I mean now you've got friends. Edward, Jasper, Emmett, and I," I noticed she didn't say Rosalie. "are your friends. We would never let anything hurt you. Even though we know you for a day, we can easily read people. And you are one of those people with fantastic hearts. Please trust us!" She begged.

"Alice... I want to trust you. I really do. But I can't. Not after all those other people I trusted and betrayed me. Please understand this. Now are you going to finish my hair?" I asked.

It might be mean, but it was the truth. I can't trust anyone anymore. That was something I learned from my parents at a really young age.

Finally an update! Your welcome all! Some little heart-to-heart conversation! Well hope you enjoyed it! Next chapter will be up soon! (:.

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