Wow... so, now we've got kitkat681 reading this. I am flattered, kitkat, thanks for sticking with it.

She's dared me to post this chapter, so I am.

:D


The bus arrives and I get up, feeling slightly sick.

I don't like thinking of it, of my childhood.

Of my father. Of my mother.

I avoid thinking of it and hurry to get on the bus.

And as soon as I sit down, I get my iPod out and press play, going back into my safe sanctuary.

No one interrupts me; no one ever does.

They know that I don't like to be talked to, interrupted – it bugs me.

I need peace, I need quiet.

It's the only happiness I have besides those I consider family. Those being Alice, Jasper and Rose.

Rose.

She has a boyfriend named Emmett.

He is nice, genuine.

Sweet.

A Prince Charming from a Fairy tale.

But fairy tales don't exist.


Poor Bella.

How sad, do you think it's sad?

I do.

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