Different // Twilight [1]

{13} - Prom

*No-one's P.O.V*

Arielle winced as she re-dressed her wounds, the bandages covering most of arms. All of the bites on her left wrist had healed, there was only her right wrist, elbows and neck to heal, including her broken wrist and concussion. She wore black leggings and a black sweater that covered her neck and arms.

James had not only ruined her trust in the Cullens and Bella, but he ruined her self-esteem. She refused to wear anything that showed her scars, which meant no shorts for the scars on her legs and no short sleeved tops that showed her neck or arms. For short, she was always covered.

A small thump from the hatch made her jump, and slowly open it to see Jake with a stick below, with Quil and Embry on either side.

"Thought I'd keep you company while Bella dances in the moonlight with Cullen," Jacob grinned as she slid the stairs down for him.

He climbed up and wrapped her in a gentle hug, as did Embry and Quil once they were up.

"So, we bring movies, sweets, popcorn, a face mask I think, and ice-cream," Embry spoke dumping everything on her bed.

"Yes, that is a face mask, and I love you guys," Arielle grinned, grabbing her laptop and sitting in the middle of her double bed.

She put in Karate Kid and set it at the end of her bed before they all laid down watching the film.

It was times like these that Arielle loved the most. When she didn't have to remember how scared she was for her sister in that studio, or how she felt everyone else's hungry, scared, angry emotions that they didn't know they were projecting onto her as she fought for her life. She loved how Jacob, Embry and Quil understood how she didn't want to show her scars. For short, she loved them.

"Fucking bullies," Embry frowned as the bullies beat up the main character.

"I know right. He didn't even do anything wrong, he just wanted the Chinese food," Arielle complained, sitting up to lay the face mask sheet on her face.

"That looks so complicated and confusing," Jacob scrunched up his nose as he watched her tilt her head up, smoothing out the creases in the sheet.

"It's cold," she chuckled, pulling a face.

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The film ended quickly, and her face was now smooth and glowing from the face mask she previously had on. The boys had left, leaving her feeling calm and less anxiety ridden.  It was past midnight, and her father was asleep and Bella in her room. She pulled her sleeves down over her hands as she shivered. She was constantly cold after James had attacked, and found herself always shivering. Climbing down the ladder, she knocked on Bella's door, her heart pounding in her chest, the bracelet clutched in her hand.

"Bella," she whispered, and slowly slipped through the door, clicking it shut.

"Arielle?" Bella visibly smiled, as lately her sister avoided contact with her at all costs.

"I don't want us to fight anymore," Arielle whispered, as she shook her head folding her arms across her chests in the cold.

"Neither. I'm sorry about what I said before I left. I never should of said those things," the guilt radiated off of her in waves, and Arielle struggled to not just drop to her knees.

"It's okay. You were right on some level. I thought you'd want this," Arielle dropped the bracelet that Bella had gave back into her hand.

"I'm gonna be honest, I felt withdrawal without it," Bella joked, tying it around her wrist smiling. "Stay in here tonight? I missed the 'Sis Snuggle'," Bella slightly smiled at the small name.

Arielle nodded quickly and dived into Bella's bed, Bella joined soon after. When they were younger, the Swan girls' mother wasn't kind to Arielle, and the solution to boost her mood was the 'Sister snuggle' that Bella and her would have.

The rest of the night, Bella stroked Arielle's hair, Arielle slowly slipping asleep. Once she was asleep, Bella sighed, thinking over everything that had happened since she met Edward. Edward soon appeared at the end of Bella's bed, willing himself to not sympathetically sigh for the younger Swan. She made it clear she wanted no sympathy, and also for the Cullens to give her space.

"How is she?" He asked Bella quietly, sitting at the end of her bed.

"I think she's gonna be okay, " Bella smiled, a happy tear rolling down her cheek.