OUTTAKES

This is set during Edwards POV of Clockwork Orange. Again it was cut because I couldn't fill the chapter. It takes place after Bella escapes Jims house through the window whilst encountering Mr Harding.

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO – (During Clockwork Orange)
BELLA POV

I hugged myself as the rain fell hard and fast slamming off the back of my hoody. My hip bone was throbbing from the fall from Ferns window as I slowly but surely made my way out the alleyway. I didn't have a clue where I was going or what I was doing. I didn't know if Fern was alive, I didn't know if Edward was still alive and I didn't know how long it would be until Harding pulled up in his car and dragged me off to wherever he was going to take me before.

My hoody covered my head and my face but still I kept my head down and stayed close to the sidewalk. I only looked up for a split second to see if I was about to crash into anything. If what Harding said was true then Bryans would be with Edward but I couldn't let myself think about what could have happened because I would have collapsed right here on the sidewalk and not got back up again.

The sun disappeared behind the black clouds as the rain eased up and eventually came to a halt. The skies were black leaving me in total darkness thanks to all the broken street lights. I hugged myself even tighter as I continued walking down several streets passing boarded up houses and carefully stepping over debris that cluttered the sidewalk. There was nobody around but me everything was abandoned so I could only wonder where the other gang members were. It was good because I knew I wouldn't run into anybody but it was bad because I couldn't blend in so if Harding was to drive past then he would know it was me.

My pace picked up when I heard the sound of a car engine behind me. I couldn't bring myself to look back because I was afraid I would see the black SUV I was tiring so hard to avoid. The engine got louder and my surroundings got lighter due to the vehicles headlights. Before I knew it my legs just took off running. My hip bone was killing me and I let out quick fast breathes as the headlights chased me up the street.

Without warning a shadow stepped out in front of me but I couldn't slow down in time. I slammed into the figure and took it down with me as I crashed to the ground. I rolled onto my front just in time to see the mysterious car drive past. I was relieved that it wasn't Harding but just a car with gang members inside. I closed my eyes and lay there for a few second just to catch my breath.

"Walk much" Someone said and then I heard a click.

My eyes snapped open to see the dark figure was a woman who was standing over me with a gun pointed at my head. My breathing accelerated and my heart began racing that fast I was sure that if she didn't kill me now I would die from cardiac arrest. I didn't know what to say I mean what the fuck do you say when a stranger has a gun pointed at your head so I said the only thing that felt natural in this situation.

"I'm sorry" I panted "Please"

She paused for a moment and every second she stayed silent I was expecting the loud bang from the gun. She moved the gun to the side and this time extended out her hand. I hesitated for a second but took it with my hand then she pulled me up.

"It's your lucky day" She said letting my hand go.

This stranger was tall and slender with curly jet black hair and brown eyes like mine. She looked Hispanic and judging by her accent then I wouldn't say my thoughts were wrong. She had a little black heart tattoo on the nap of her neck which made me ease up slightly.

"Where were you running to?" She asked.

I tried to speak but I could get anything out.

"Hello"

"Sorry, I, Um" I said shaking my head like an idiot.

"You got a piece?" she asked.

"Excuse me?"

"A piece you know a weapon?"

"Um, no"

"You're Loco for walking these streets without one"

She pulled out another gun from the back of her jeans and handed it to me. I was a little hesitant a first because I have never seen a real gun before moving to Forks let alone ever held one. I didn't want to seem rude and not accept it but as she said I didn't want to walk these streets without one either so I reluctantly took the gun off her.

"The safety's off already so just pull the trigger" She smiled.

"Thanks" I replied shoving the gun in the back of my jeans.

"The names Sandy"

"Bella"

She nodded and began to walk off up the street.

"You coming?" She shouted back.

I didn't know where she was going but then again neither did I. She looked like she knew these streets so I followed her. As we turned on the top of the road we had seen bright lights coming from a burnt out gas station. The car that drove past me was now parked up and there were several gang members loitering around the front.

"This should be interesting" Sandy smirked.

We bent down behind a burn out car that was on the opposite side of the road by the gas station. There was some sort of standoff and I didn't realise at first that the guy standing in front of the person holding a gun was Edward.

"Edward" I said standing up.

"Get down" Sandy said pulling me back behind the car. "Who did you say?"

"Edward I need to help him" I said pulling my arm back.

"Would that be Edward Cullen by any chance?"

I didn't know how she knew him but I couldn't care less right now. I needed to help him otherwise he would have had a bullet between his eyes. I knew just walking over there in the middle of it being plain old Bella would do nothing so it was time for bad girl Bella to resurface. I took the gun out from the back of my jeans and held it with a firm grip before I took a deep breath in and out then walked out and over to my love.