|22| Aftermath |22|

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Put a flame to every single word you ever said
No more crying
To get me through
I'll keep dancing till the morning with somebody new

Tonight I'm getting over you







one month later

Ellie:

"Bella let's go!" I yell as I wait impatiently for my older sister to come down the stairs, "I'm the one with crutches and I'm still faster than you!"

"I liked it better when you were in the chair!" She yells back, I can hear her come down the stairs.


I finally got one of my casts off. My right leg just wasn't quite ready for be free so it's still in a cast.

I don't go to La Push high school anymore. I transferred to Forks high school. I also don't go to Sam's anymore. I don't consider myself part of the pack. Paul checks up on me once a week, makes sure that I don't pull a Bella because Jake broke up with me.


"Ready?" Bella asks.

I nod and hobble my way to her ugly ass truck.


Once we get to school, I go immediately to my new friend Amelia. She's timid and shy and really didn't have any friends before me. But we get along great.

"Hey Amelia!" I call.

"Yeah?" She asks.

"I'll race you to first period." I smirk.

"You do realize that you have crutches, right?" She laughs.

"What? I didn't realize!" I say sarcastically.


Just then Jacob Black rolls up in the parking lot on his homemade motorcycle.


Edward and Bella are standing not ten feet away from me so that makes me feel better.

"What do you want Jacob?" Edward growls.

"I need to talk to Ellie." He says.

I roll my eyes and hobble to class.


"She doesn't want to talk to you!" I yell.


"Ellie please!" He yells.

"Bitch, why are you talking to my girlfriend?" Amelia yells.

Oh my gosh. Shy, quiet Amelia is pretending to be my lesbian lover. I've found a true friend.


"What?" Jake asks, so confusing and hurt.

"You heard me! What are you, homophobic?" She yells.

Then she wraps her arm around my neck because she can't hold my hand and we walk to class.

"Holy shit thank you." I tell her once we get inside.

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