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Chapter 9
BPOV
I got home a little bit after ten o'clock. I had finally gotten Edward to take me home. He wanted me to stay longer but I knew I had to be home before ten or else I'd be dead. I was a bit dizzy. Edward had given me a little alcohol. Not enough to get me drunk, but enough to make me trip over thin air. I stumbled into the house to find Esme pacing while Carlisle was on the phone to someone. Emmett, Alice and Nessie were sitting together on the couch looking worried.
I shut the door behind me a little too loudly. All their heads snapped to look at me and I watched expressions of shock and surprises etch onto their faces.
"Bella?" Esme gasped.
I staggered forward and tried to appear normal as I held onto a chair for support. "H-hey mom," I ran a hand through my hair nervously.
"Are you okay?" Carlisle asked as he stood up.
"Y-y-yeah, never better!" I slurred my voice a little too high-pitched, as I stumbled forward and took a seat. My head was pounding.
Esme got a whiff of me and gasped. "Have you been drinking?" she almost screeched, looking absolutely shocked. The others gasped.
"No!" I defended myself.
"Oh my god, she has!" Alice exclaimed shocked and then burst out laughing.
"Alice, this is NO laughing matter!" Carlisle scolded.
"What? It's hilarious!" she said still laughing. "Little Miss Perfect ain't so perfect after all, hey?" Alice said smirking at me. I glared back at her. I've never really noticed but Alice is actually quite annoying.
"Alice! Go to your room!" Esme pointed to the stairs looking thoroughly pissed.
"Excuse me? What did I do?" Alice crossed her arms and glared at both Esme and Carlisle.
I rolled my eyes and without thinking muttered "You were born," loud enough for them all to hear.
There was a moment of silence as everyone looked at me in shock. I blushed a bit embarrassed that I had actually said that. And then I thought to myself, who cares? So I said something a little rude, no big deal. It's not like Alice is the sweetest person out there anyway.
"Did she just say what I think she said?" Alice asked shocked and offended.
I rolled my eyes and got up from where I was sitting, stumbling a little too much. "Yeah, who cares?" I exclaimed and started walking towards the stairs.
"Where do you think you're going?" Esme yelled, recovering a bit from her shock.
"My room." I yelled back.
"No, you get your butt back down-"
"Whatever!" I yelled at her and then ran up to my room and locked the door.
I felt so angry for some reason. My head really hurt. I grabbed my iPod and earphones and lay down on my bed. A few minutes later I heard banging on my door. I groaned in frustration.
"Go away!" I yelled at whoever was behind the door.
"Bella, you open this door right now!" Esme yelled. I faintly heard Carlisle say 'honey, calm down. Every teenager experiments. It's natural.'
For some reason I found myself shouting "My names NOT Bella!"
There was a moment of silence. 'What the hell is she talking about?' Emmett asked. 'Maybe she was tricked into drinking alcohol and they managed to convince her she was someone else?' Nessie added in her unnecessary positive attitude. 'Stop being stupid' Alice muttered and I heard footsteps as she probably walked away.
I blasted the volume of my music so I could drown out their voices. I fell asleep peacefully that night.
The next day I woke up around midday. It was probably the first time ever that I'd slept in for that long. I was surprised no one had tried to wake me. But I was also glad in a way. I didn't want to be bothered. I lay in bed just thinking for a while.
30 minutes later I got out of bed and ready for the day ahead of me. I wanted to go shopping. Esme would probably say no but who cares. I don't have to listen to her. She doesn't own me.
Today I dressed a little differently from how I usually do. I wore a black skirt with a black tank top and some converse shoes. I let my hair fall loosely. I used to think it was so dull and boring, with not a single curl, but now I think it's actually not that bad. In fact, I think it would look nice if I dyed it black. I should do that.
Before going downstairs I made my way to Carlisle's study. I quickly made sure nobody was in there before I snuck in. I opened the bottom drawer and saw the safe. I put in the combination that Carlisle had trusted me with in case he ever forgot. I smiled triumphantly when it opened. There was so much money and valuable items in the safe. I took about three hundred dollars and closed the safe. Quickly making sure that everything was back in place and that nobody would see me, I exited the office.
Feeling a bit smug I made my way downstairs but as I was walking I realised something. Carlisle and Esme would never let me leave the house if they thought I was up to bad things. I had to make sure they realised I was still their 'innocent little girl'. I need to apologise about last night and make sure they think it'll never happen again. And I'll just say that I feel bad about the stuff I said to Alice so to make it up to her I want to go on a shopping trip. Yay! It's perfect. I'm so genius.
I got downstairs and walked past the living room to see Emmett watching sports on TV. Nessie was probs at the gym, Carlisle at work and Alice should be back from dance by now. As I got closer to the kitchen I heard voices.
"Mom, chill. Trust me; she'll be back to normal today." Alice was saying.
"How do you know?" Esme asked sounding stressed but continued without waiting for an answer. "Have people been influencing her at school?" she asked sounding super concerned.
Alice scoffed. "I highly doubt it. She doesn't pay much attention to the people around her. Most of the time she's studying." That made me sound like such a loser.
I didn't hear Esme reply so I decided to just enter at that moment. They both stopped talking and turned to look at me.
"Morning," I said attempting to look a little ashamed with myself. I wanted to show Esme that I was sorry, even though I wasn't.
Esme crossed her arms over her chest and looked at me like she was expecting something.
I looked down 'ashamed' with myself. "I'm sorry," I said just above a whisper.
So, what did you think? Sorry if you thought Esme was a bit uptight but don't worry, she loosens up a lot in the next chapter.
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