Bpov
I found out Tanya and her gang was with her among Riley and James but they added someone new. I avoided them at all cost that was until there new friend blocked my way from walking and he grabbed my wrist. What is it with these people grabbing something that already hurts. What do I have a sign written on me that says grab my hurt wrist.
"You're just going to walk by me without saying hi! By the way the name is Mike Newton." He told me.
"Well Mike Newton I would ask you kindly to let me go please! I asked him nicely and he looked me up and down like he was undressing me with his eye's. "You'll do!!" Then he started to drag me and I tried to stop him.
"Let go of me please!" I pleaded with him. But he kept dragging me off towards the woods. I kept trying to pry his hand off my wrist but he was stronger than I was.
He pushed me down on the ground and tried his best to hold me down but I was fighting him. I kept screaming at him to get off of me but he ended up punching me in the face. I took my nails and dug them into the side of his face as hard as I could and he climbed on top of me screaming at me. I finally was able to get him off of me thank god but not without the proof I got the shit beat out of me.
I got up and ran as fast as I could. I found myself in front of Edward's door. But then I knew he wasn't here. I turned around and slid down his door.
I pulled out my phone and texted. Just some simple words.
Bella: I miss you!
I got up and went back to my dorm room and placed my phone on the nightstand next to the bed. I laid in my bed and cried myself to sleep that night.
I spent the rest of the week and weekend hiding in my dorm room not even leaving to go eat. When Alice came back I acted like I was sleeping and hid my face from her. The next day I got up early and got ready for a acrobats class I signed up for and then I had singing class, plus history II and Math. That's just Monday and Wednesday classes. Tuesday and Thursday I had regular music, English II, and art class. On Friday I took dance, also defence class and what good it was to do me. Plus I took up a basic gymnastic class. I wanted to keep myself busy and keep myself fit I guess so I could avoid everyone.
I put my hood up and put on a pair of sunglasses to try hide my black eye and the bruises on my face. Please don't make me. He just looked at me with concern but didn't push me.
On Tuesday though Edward kept looking at me with worry on his face. After class I waited a few minutes after class to go to my next class and I was grabbed by my left wrist. I hissed in pain and yanked my hand away in fear and because of the pain. When I looked up Edward was standing there. He took off my sunglasses and I turned my face away. But he took and gently turned my face towards him.
"What the hell happen Bella?" I tried not saying anything. "Did this happen the same night you sent that text?" He asked me. I backed up against the wall. "Yes it did." I told him. "What happen Bella?" I started kicking the dirt. "I don't want to talk about it Edward." I told him. "Why! It's obvious someone did this to you." He told me. I was holding back the tears. "Just please Edward I want to forget it ever happen." I walked away.
I was having a hard time to forget though when I had nightmares about it. But I was wrong about just the nightmares because sitting in class was the trio of my nightmare. It kinda of scared me what the three of them could do together.
"Bella what's... What the hell happen to you girl?" Jacob asked me and then he glared at the trio. Jacob and Embry sat next to me. "I know one of them did it which one was it?" Jacob asked me. "Alright I'll tell you. It was Mike just don't make me tell you what happen please!" I told Jacob. He gently took my wrist but I flinched in pain.
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A Life's Lesson Book One
RomanceBella Swan starts her new life at college. When she left Phoenix to go to Seattle, Washington she had no friends, never had a boyfriend and she grew up bullied in school. She always believe what the kids told her and that was that she was no good an...
