Bella's POV

Chapter 20

I woke the next morning exhausted from walking all the way home. In Kyle's condition, I wasn't letting him drive me anywhere.

I got up and started to get ready for school. I decided to go since staying home by myself would've been completely boring. I checked my phone and noticed I had several missed calls, all from Kyle. He called some time in the middle of the night when I was sleeping. I must've really been tired or else I would've heard it ringing.

Just as I was about to set my phone down and do my hair, I got a text. It was from Kyle. It read:

Hey, how'd u get home? U goin 2 skol?

I debated with myself on whether or not I should reply then decided against it. I was still angry with him. I threw my phone on my bed and started on my hair.

As I pulled into the school parking lot, I couldn't help but look in the Cullens direction. They were all there, except for Tanya. 'Maybe she dumped him.' I thought wistfully, but not because I wanted him hurt.

They looked like they were looking for someone. Maybe they didn't break up. The possibility of that disappointed me.

I pulled into the closet place available and got out my truck. I recently traded in my old Chevy for an black, sleek Expoisition. Of course my old truck wasn't enough to effort this one, and that was why I was still paying it off. A few more loans from Charlie and it would be all mine.

The day went by slow and boring, but now it was lunch time and I determined to get my old friends back. I was so focused on my friendship with Kyle that I had completely forgotten about them... some friend I was.

I walked nervously to their table.

"Hi," I sat next to Angela. I knew she wouldn't turn me away.

"Hey," she smiled at me. A real smile, not a fake glassy one, I half expected to get. Everyone else chorused in a 'hey' and continued the conversation they held before I interrupted.

At first, I thought they were ignoring me until Eric asked my opinion on as assignment in English. I agreed with him that it was stupid, though I couldn't wait to get started. We had to write a short story; I was already thinking of what genre it would be. Perhaps love story... I knew the perfect story, but I wasn't sure I should use it.

We were all laughing and talking as the elephant in the room grew smaller. That is until Nick walked up.

Nick was a very close friend of Kyle. He never seem to talk much when I'm around and at first I thought I was because he liked me, until I saw his girlfriend, Lexi. She was pretty enough to be a model. She was a hard ten to my four or six... if that. She was totally out of his league but it was obvious she loved him. It was nice to know when someone says they love you, that they actually meant it. Even if they are out of their league.

But wonder what she saw in him, maybe his hair. I wouldn't balls her for that. It wasn't like a Justin Bieber thing. It was actually sexy hair, that he probably spent time on instead of just shaking it all over the place. It was hot. Like, I would have sex with it if I could... Okay, that was a little overboard, but sorta true. I sighed... Edward had amazing hair. I used to run my fingers through it all the time.
My thoughts were gladly interrupted by Nick slamming his hand into out table. WTF...

"Can I help you?" I asked calmly. He glanced around the table at each person and nodded his head in a different direction, telling them to beat it.

Mike, feeling very intimidated, nearly ran off with Jessica and Eric following close behind, but Angela didn't more. Instead she looked at him as if he crazy. Nick seemed surprised by this, but he didn't say anything. He looked back at me and I shrugged.

"Ang, could you give us a sec?" she nodded at ne but still didn't move. He stayed glued to Nick's like she was waiting for something. I got the message the same time she did.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. She grimaced and left the table.

"What was that about?" he sat down in her seat. I shrugged and waited for him to continue.

"Look, we both know I'm here to talk about Kyle," he explained, getting straight to the point. I didn't say anything. I didn't want to talk, so hopefully he'll go away. I sighed when he continued.

"Kyle's a good guy... but he's been through a lot," his face turned hard as he spoke. "You have no right to judge him for what he did."

He was angry with me. I could tell and I was starting to get scared. He could be really creepy when he wanted to, but he was right. I couldn't judge. He didn't try to commit suicide, that was my sin, and I'm sure if he tried he would've been dead by now. He wasn't a coward like me.

"Like what?" I asked referring to his last statements. Kyle never shared anything personal with me. I never knew about his past because he never told me. I'm such a hypocritical bitch; a horrible friend and person. Kyle always listened to my problems without any complaints or criticism.

"Ask him... It's not my business to tell," were Nick's parting words before he left and walked back to his table where Kyle and Lexi sat.

Okay, this is shorter than it's supposed to be because I had to post while I could. I still don't know when I'll post again because I'm not supposed to have my iPod...