Blood loss ~Twilight new moon fanfiction~ read discription!

~Part 4~

Well, this is a couple weeks after the previous chapter and Bella is out of hostipal. If it was me I would just skip Bella being in hostipal because it would be a little boring. If you want me to write an extra small chapter on her time in hostipal I will probably write it but it would not be very interesting. Alright I will shut up now... ENJOY! :-D

P.S: I have changed the title to 'Blood loss' because it sounds better.

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2 WEEKS AFTER PREVIOUS CHAPTER...

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I woke up, shrieking my head off. Agian. I sighed, trembling from fear and emotional torture. A thin veil of sweat was sinking into my lightly tanned skin. I lied there for a moment. I shot a glance at my small, black alarm clock and it was time for school. Charlie had refused to let me go because he reckons im 'still recovering' hopefully I can go today. He is still furious at me for trying to kill myself and Renee calls me EVERYDAY. Jacob stops by nearly every second day if he can, to help me with school and stuff. He is shocked that I tried to commit suicide but he comforts me and I can feel my torn heart slowly, very slowly mending. I know it will take a long time but hopefully I will stop hurting so much, one day.

I slowly got out of my bed, still slightly shaking. I walked to my mirror and the reflection of myself looked nothing like me. My hair was a slightly darker brown and was mattered since I had not brushed it for a couple of days. My skin was a ghostly white and my eyes looked completely drained of all emotion. My bones were sticking out slightly and I looked scrawny and under fed. My cheeks were weakly blushing a pale pink and my lips were slightly ajar. I stared in horror of what I had become.

"Bella!" I heard Charlie yell from down stairs. I shook my head and had one final look at my horrible figure before changing. I were a brown turtle neck with some faded black jeans which had a couple of thin tears in the knees. I quickly brushed my hair and got the tangles out. I left it down framing my face. It was straight but the ends were slightly curled. I didn't bother to put on any shoes and I left entering the hallway and madde my way weakly down the stairs.

"Bella?" Charlie called agian, this time slightly louder.

"Coming Dad," I called back softly. I shuffled my way to the kitchen where my dad was leaning agianst the bench table near the dishwasher. He was looking down into his half-full cup of coffee as he swirled it. His eyes were completely blank but slightly tear stained. Standing infront of him was a very professional looking lady about 30. She had a very kind face with shoulder length strawberry-blonde curls wich bounced around her cheeks. She had bluey-grey eyes with a small, pointed nose and a small kind smile. She was wearing a white blousse with a black blouser which had one button done up in the middle. She had a black skirt which clung from above her knees and above her waist showing her small curves and small hips. She was just a little taller than me but without her shiny, black heels she would be about my height. She was holding a folder and she held it tightly to her chest with both arms.

"Hello sweetie! The names Ellis," She beamed, she took a hand away from her book and stretched it for me to take. I stared at it dumbly, refusing to take it. Her smile faded and she flung her arm back to the folder. "Very well then, young Isabella don't shake my hand," she huffed.

"What is she doing here?" I growled at Charlie who was still stiring his coffee with a guilty look on his face.

"Bella you need help," Charlie muttered, looking up from his coffee refusing to look me in the eyes.

"Are you sending me away?" I croaked, tears building up in my throat. How could he do this to me? The LAST thing I need is to be taken away from the handful of peolpe that ACTUALLY love me. Charlie nodded, finally his eyes hooked onto mine, his dark brown eyes were filled with pain but I did not care. He cannot just send me away like a letter!

"No, Charlie im not a fucking parcel you can just send away and make it someone elses problem! I am your daughter! If you think I am going to allow you to send me with this bouncing idiot your wrong!" I shrieked, pointing an accusing finger at Charlies chest. I was supprised that I said that but suddenly I was filled with rage and anger. I was never like this but I have changed and I'm not taking this bull shit any longer!

"Bella!" Charlie gasped, straightening up and placing his coffee down on the bench.

"What Dad?" I snapped.

"How could you say that?" He croaked, his eyes filling with pools of tears. He quickly blinked them away as he stood there completely shocked. Ellis was standing there, obviously hurt and her jaw hanging open.

"Oh! Not this agian! 'How could you do this Bella? What about your family?' Well, Charlie, I have had it! I am hurting and you always have to relate it back to yourself!" I snapped. Ellis darted out of the room at the break of tears and just moments later I heard her car start and pull back out onto the road.

"Bella! Listen to me! I love you but ever since ed... I mean HE left your a mess Bella, I hate seing you like this!" Charlie pleaded, he hesitated when he was about the say THE name but I gave him a furious glare.

"You don't give a damn about me and you never will! Just shut it, I'm leaving," I yelled, turning around and rushing up the stairs.

"Bella! Come back, Bella!" I heard Charlies desperate calls down stairs but I ignored them and grabbed my suitcase and shoved all my clothes in and everything else I would need. I raced down stairs and grabbed some food. I couldn't stop the tears that were flowing down my face, I shook them off and continued packing. I ran back up stairs and dived onto the floor. I had a loose floor board where I kept a healthy stash of money which should get me far enough in till I can get a job. I needed to bye plane tickets... Oh! Wait! I have tickets to Jackson Ville from THEM. My mother and Phil were off in Australia so I did not have to worry. That could save a TON of money and I can get pretty far out of Jackson Ville by

the time Renee returns and no one will look for me there because they know I won't take the risk being so close to people I know. I smiled, my plan was not that thought out but I am sure it will go fine. I can finally get away from the dump and get on with MY life. Wait, what about Jake?

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It was not very long I know! Anyway, hope you are liking it so far and please check out my other fan fictions! Luv ya! See you soon.

-Crystil