Authors Note- The Saints won against the Colts in the Superbowl, is anybody else pissed off to the point of screaming? That was absolutely wretched, and ruined my month.

Thank you all so much for all of the reviews. I know that I don't answer to them, but just know that I appreciate them to the fullest, they really make my day a whole lot better.

Disclaimer- S. Meyer owns all things Twilight

Invisable- Taylor Swift

(This was on the song list, it is now being used)

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August 29th

Monday

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BPOV

I awoke Monday morning to the sun streaming into my room, and the blaring sound of my alarm clock. I slapped my hand across the snooze button and put my arm over my eyes. I had forgotten to close my curtains last night before I went to bed. My exhaustion must of gotten the better of me and made me forget my nightly routine. With a yawn I sat up in bed and stretched my arms above my head.

When standing I grabbed my clothing from atop the dresser and went into my quaint bathroom to shower and ready myself for school. The warm water wakened me further when I slipped in. I quickly washed up my body and hair, shaving my legs also, making sure not one hair was left.

A towel was on the rack and I grabbed it to wrap around my body. I combed out my hair and used my blow dryer to dry it after putting no-frizz foam in my hair. Once my hair was dry I combed it out again and straightened the waves.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth and stripped the towel off to put on my school clothes. I first slipped on my bra and underwear, then my top and my denim jeans after. I unraveled a pair of socks and slipped them on. I slipped on my black low tops and tied them up.

My make-up bag lay on the counter and I grabbed it, swiping silver eye shadow across my eye lid and brushing on mascara. I smoothed cherry chapstick over my ruby lips and was done. I threw my pajama's and towel in the hamper and scooped up my messenger back, making sure all books were stuffed inside.

I jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen where my parents were sipping coffee. I put some strawberry poptarts into the toaster and gobbled them down when they had popped back up. I took a sip of my fathers coffee, kissed them goodbye, wished them a good day, and was off.

When I was out on the porch I saw Edward leaning against the railing.

" Uh, hello." I muttered nervously.

" Yeah... Let's just get to school." he said

I slipped into his Volvo with ease and he revved the engine, speeding towards the school in a record of time.

" If your trying to kill us then your doing a fabulous job." I said, clutching the arm rest, my eyes staring wide-eyed ahead of me.

He didn't respond to me.

" If your still pissed at me because of what happened yesterday, I'm sorry."

I still got silence.

" Damn it, Edward, just talk to me." I demanded.

He sighed, but still said nothing. Edward parked in his usual spot in the parking lot and I stepped out of the car, walking towards the school doors without a glance back. When I reached my locker I grabbed my necessary books and slammed it shut with unneeded force.

" What's wrong?" Alice's happy voice chimed.

" Edward being an ass. I really don't want to talk." I said, spatting his name with venom.

How could he just brush me off like that?

Am I just not good enough anymore?

All of a sudden he starts acting this way after I pointed out how he is acting. It's not my fault he is acting this way.

I swung my bag over my shoulder and rested my head on the locker. When Edward came through the doors, Tanya on his arm, I immediatly stood straight and made my way towards Algebra. I was going to sit next to Jessica, but saw that Eric Yorke had taken it. I took my seat at the table and set my bag down as Edward came in.

I got out my notebook and pen when Mr. Brooks started out with his lesson. I wrote down the important notes, ignoring the small comments he made inbetween. When I flipped my page to write on the back I had realized I was pressing down way to much on the pen, seeing the indents on the back of the page.

Edward's friendship is important to me and if I couldn't have him the way I truly wanted, I just had to settle for what I could get. His actions of brushing me off hurt more then I thought and this time, he had to fix it.

Ratting him out wasn't a good thing to do. My thoughts were that Esme and Carlisle can help him get out of this transition. He has a good head on his shoulders, but right now, he is not using it.

I was brought out of my thoughts when a peice of paper slid next to me.

I can see you fuming in you're seat.

I grabbed my pen and wrote quickly back.

Oh, so now your talking to me? I'm not in the mood for games, nor am I ever. You should know that.

I slid it over to him and he read it before writing a response.

Isabella, you told my parents all that shit. How can you excpect me to not get upset

I rolled my eyes before replying

I don't like how you have been starting to act. What happened to sitting at the lunch table with us. You stopped last year when you started playing football. You make it seem like I am important, yet you are always shoving things in my face, like your girlfriend.

When I gave the paper back to him he gripped his pen tightly and wrote back.

Shove her in your face. How so?!

I wanted to slap him.

First day of school. We are talking and Tanya calls your name, you go over and shove your tongue down her throat. At the water park, I come back from going down the tube with Alice. Your making out with her, on my tanning bed, laying on my towel. Last year, you tell me that you think I should get a boyfriend because I look 'lonely' and that you would also want me to have one, so that I can give you more time with Tanya. Do you realize how that made me feel? Like you want her around more then me

He didn't reply when I wrote that. Instead he crumpled the paper in his hands.

I heard the bell ring and quickly stood up, standing infront of the table where he was collecting his books.

" We both know that you can't handle the truth." I asked calmly

He didn't respond so I walked away, heading towards my History class.

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For the rest of the school day I ignored Edward. Not wanting to get more hurt by his attitude that I was getting sick of. He had never acted this way towards me, ever, and I didn't understand why now. It was the beginning of the year and I was just hoping to have a better one then the last.

Then all this shit happened and I am stuck with someone who wants me to not be around them as often. He stormed off after the kitchen incident and now he just won't let it go.

When I got home from school I went straight to my bedroom. I paced around the room, running my hands through my hair frantically. My mind was jumbled with panicked thoughts.

I had no idea why I was panicking so much. This was just a little scuff. We would get through it. Everything was going be fi-

" ISABELLA!" I heard the familar voice of my mother yell.

I walked out of my bedroom and to the top of the stairs, " Yeah?"

" Esme and I are going out to do some shopping. I'll be back sometime tonight."

I nodded in understanding and she looked at me skeptically.

" Are you okay, sweetie?"

" Fine." I answered.

She grabbed her handbag and walked out of the front door. I walked downstairs and into the kitchen, deciding to make dinner for my dad. I cooked up some steak and potatoes for him. By the time he was home at six he ate my meal graciously and happily

I pushed my food around, not hungry at all. When dad was done I cleaned up the dishes and he went into the living room, watching his usual baseball games. I washed the counters and table off before going upstairs to finish my homework.

After nine, my father was already in bed. My mother still wasn't home, and I felt claustrophobic in my little bedroom. Needing some fresh air, I walked downstairs and went out the back door. I went down the steps and laid down on the ground, staring up at the bright stars.

Edward and I would be fine. We had to be.

Footsteps to the right of me sounded and I could feel the presence of the person as they sat next to me.

" What's wrong, dear?" Esme's soothing voice whispered.

I wanted to talk to someone, anyone. If I were to tell Esme, I knew she would stay quiet. If I told my mother, then she would blab to someone. At the moment I couldn't tell Esme. Not yet. It was too early and this thing with Edward only started recently.

" Nothing. I just needed to get out of the house. Needed to breathe."

Her hand rubbed up and down my arm " Things with Edward will get better. I know that he is acting out now. But it's just a phase."

I sat up, running a hand through my hair " Hope so."

She stood and gave me her hand. I stood up and wished her a goodbye before walking into the house and up to my room. By my bathroom door I had noticed Edward's grey zip up hoodie. I scooped it up and sighed, I would bring it to him.

This was just another excuse to see him. Why was I trying to find those?

I jogged downstairs and out the front door. When I got into the Cullen's house I walked in and saw Carlisle, he was walking through the foyer, holding papers or some sort. He was wearing his glasses and looking at the stack intently.

" Bella, what a surprise. Everything okay?" he asked, his head cocking upwards.

" Yes. Edward forgot his hoodie."

He nodded and I walked up the first flight of stairs to his bedroom. Before walking in I knocked on the door softly. I heard him murmur 'come in', and opened the door. He seemed surprised to see me when looking up from his laptop.

I draped his hoodie on his white lounger and looked towards him.

" You left your hoodie at my house," I said quietly " I figured that I'd give it back if you don't come over this weekend. I'll just go now." I explained, turning to walk out of his room.

" Wait!" he said suddenly.

I turned around

" You look... not like you. What's wrong?" he asked, pushing his laptop away.

I swear my mouth almost dropped open, " Do you not remember the notes this afternoon. How you just crumpled up the paper like what I said was nothing?" I asked.

" Bella, it was stupid to just say all that at breakfast, and it hurt my feelings knowing that you could just rat me out like it was nothing. Why do you care about me having a girlfriend so much and what I do with her? It's never mattered before now. Who cares if I smoke every once in awhile and if I swear. I'm going to be seventeen, Bella, and eighteen after that. After that I am off to college and who knows where I'll end up. You and I will probably split up at some point. We can't have eachother as a clutch all the time. I can't constantly be around you whenever you need me."

I fought the traitor tears " Fine... Smoke until your lungs are black, swear until your throat is dry and have as much sex with your girlfriend as you want. Just don't come to me and tell me how much I hurt you." I stated firmly, walking from his room and harshly shut his door.

I made my way downstairs and let the tears fall. Luckily I didn't run into Carlisle and Esme. I didn't want to have to explain to them what had occured.

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When I got home and to my bedroom Edward's curtains were now wide open and he was looking out the window, just waiting for me. I kept my head down and shut my curtains before getting into bed and turning the television on.

My eyes drooped and shut tightly until I fell into a restless sleep

Dream 3rd Person POV

"Just don't come to me and tell me how much I hurt you"

"Why do you care about me having a girlfriend and what I do with her"

"What I do with her."

"What I do with her."

Bella stood in the familar setting of the forest in the back of her house, shaking, scared, and laying on the cold wet floor. Mud was splattered on her bare legs, and her hands were bleeding from the sharp points on the twigs. Edward stood across from her, fuming and a beat red face. His hands clutched into tight fists.

" Why do you care?!" he screamed, glaring down at her with cold, cruel eyes.

End Of Dream

I awoke screaming and gasping for air. My father was standing at the end of the bed, and seemed to be on the phone talking to someone. My mother was beside me, looking scared and panicked.

" Isabella, what is going on? Why were you screaming and thrashing, sweetheart." She asked me hurridly, looking down at me terrified.

I felt my head spinning for an odd reason. My stomach churned and I shot up from bed and ran to the bathroom, wretching violently into the toilet. My chest felt constricted and panic creeped inside of me, lingering through my body.

" Whats happening?!" Esme screeched from my bedroom.

Carlisle was in the bathroom in moments and he knelt down next to me.

I wretched in the toilet more, my breathing becoming heavy. I saw blackness scatter across my vision before my brain shut down and my world went black, five people screaming my name.

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" She must of had a panic attack in her sleep. That is probably what caused it all. Edward, tell me what happened when she left last night."

" Nothing," he spat.

" Son, this behavior is unacceptable." Esme said sternly.

My head was pounding in my ears and I wanted to tell them to stop screaming. Why were they talking so loud?

I felt a cold hand pressing against my forehead.

" She's coming around,"

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly before opening them. Everyone was crowded around my bed, staring at me with worried eyes. Carlisle sat next to me on the bed and looked at me very seriously.

" How are you feeling?"

" Headache," I rasped.

" Anything else."

I shook my head slowly and started to sit up. The clock read 3:27am. I felt like I was soaked in sweat, and I probably was. When my gaze locked with Edward's, I put my head down.

" Go," I whispered.

" Bella, I-"

" Don't. It doesn't matter anyways. We'll split up some day anyways, right? I'll save you the trouble, just go." I choked out.

Esme stared at Edward " You told her what?!"

" Mom, it's nothing I ju-"

" I do not know what is going on with you but your in trouble. Why in the hell would you tell her that? Ever stop to think that she has feelings? Or are you to absorbed in yourself to realize the fact. I have never seen this behavior come from you Edward Anthony." Carlisle interrupted.

I laid back down and felt my hips being covered with a blanket. I relaxed into my bed and shut my eyes.

" Just sleep, okay." My father whispered " I'll excuse you from school tomorrow."

" Sleep, honey." Esme said, kissing my forehead.

" I'll check on you tomorrow." Carlisle said whistfully.

" Were leaving. Now, Edward." They scolded.

I took deep breaths and tried my best to fall asleep, hopefully no nightmares the second time around. Instead of sleep coming I just kept shifting around, not able to be comfortable. I finally hugged a pillow to my chest a few hours later and drifted off to sleep.

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When I awoke it was dark outside, moon the only light. There was a cool hand on my forehead, feeling for fever.

Carlisle.

" Sleep well, sweetheart?" he asked.

I groaned and stayed still. He chuckled " I'll take that as a kind of."

" Sorry about last night," I rasped through a dry voice.

He shook his head " Bella, don't apologize. You needed something, and that was us. Now, would you like to tell me what happened last night between you and my son?"

" H-He told me that the stuff I said at breakfast was mean, and that I can't have him as a clutch because one day we'll probably split." I said through tears.

Carlisle wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close " I'm sorry, honey. Look, Esme and I will talk to him and see what is going on. He's been locked up in his room since school ended."

I nodded and got out of bed. My clothes felt all gross against my skin and my hair was all greasy and stringy feeling.

" I'm going to take a shower now. I'll see you later."

Carlisle gave me one last hug and left the room as I walked into the bathroom. I turned the hot water on and threw my clothes off my body. I stood on the shower, letting the water drip down my body. I ran my hands through my hair and took a deep breath.

When I finished washing my body I lathered my hair up in shampoo and conditionar. Once it was all rinsed I walked out of the shower and put a towel around my body. I walked out into my bedroom and went to my drawers. I dried my body off and slipped on my underwear and bra.

I put on a fresh pair of pajama's and went back to sleep after drowning a cup of water.

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Wednesday

August 31st

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In the morning I knew it was time for me to get up and go to school. I reluctently got out of bed at six, feeling energized but run down at the same time. I knew that I would probably end up driving myself to school. We have always been together on our way to school so it would be strange.

I showered and dressed for school, then went downstairs and drank a cup of coffee, sugar and cream added. My mother walked into the room, wearing flannel pajama pants and a silk robe. Her hair was curly and shoved back into a small ponytail. She kissed the top of my head.

" How are you this morning?"

" Fine," I stated quietly

" He came over last night. I told him it would be best to give you space." she said quietly, popping four peices of toast in the toaster.

I shrugged

" This all happened so fast, sweetie. What happened?"

" I don't want to talk about it."

She sighed " You told Carlisle. But he won't tell anyone. Why can you tell him, but not your own mother?"

I took a sip of my coffee and picked up the mug. I dumped the small amount of remains in the sink and dropped it in the soapy water. My car keys were on the counter so I grabbed them and swung my bag over my shoulder.

" I'll see you later."

When I walked out of the house I walked to my car. I could hear the purr of the Volvo but wouldn't dare look in his direction. When I slid into my car I turned on the music, throwing my bag in the passenger seat.

Arriving at school I took Edward's normal parking space just to piss him off. He always got so angry when he found his spot taken. All of the people at the school knew that it was his. I turned my car off and slid out just as Edward drove into the parking lot. Not wanting confrontation I darted into the school and to my locker.

Five minutes later a seething Edward opened his locker, staring at me.

" What the hell, Isabella Marie?"

I winced at the use of my full name " Your the one who started this and since your no longer driving me to school, I took my own car and parked in the space. It doesn't have your name written on it." I said nonchalantly, closing my locker as Alice's bounded up by my side.

" Hey! So, Newton is throwing one of his blow-out parties on Friday since his parents are out. I know you don't usually come bu-"

" Sure, I'll come. I could really use some fun." I sighed.

She stared at me " Seriously. You never go. Well, the party starts at seven, make yourself hot and I'll pick you up at six fourty five."

I smiled " Okay, Alice."

With a happy giggle she bounded off down the linoleum ground. Jaspers hand linked around hers. I smiled in their direction. My smile soon faded when I heard the next line of words from Edward's mouth.

" Your going to Newtons party?" Edward asked.

" Yeah, do you have an issue with that?"

He glared at me " Whatever."

" Why are you acting this way towards me?" I demanded

" I don't know, okay... Just... Nevermind."

His hand ran through his hair as he made his way down the hall to Algebra.

I was the one who was late to class that day.

Authors Note- I forgot to publish this. I am so sorry, but it's only thirty minutes until Saturday. I can't believe I forgot, but hey, if you are lucky, I will update tomorrow because I feel bad...