Love Bite

Chapter 9

I DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS OR TWILIGHT

Bella was running through the hall when everyone else was walking, spilling out of the classrooms and chattering loudly considering it was the end of the day. She bumped into more than a few and darted between the rest, eyes streaming and head down, ignoring the angry muttering whenever she ran into someone.

She hit the parking lot before anyone else and finally slowed to a fast walk, breathing hard. She sped over to her truck, eager to get away, out of this damned school, away from the fact that she had been outed to her classmates and knowing that soon it would be everyone that knew.

That bastard Mr. Gordon. Damn him. Damn it!

Bella reached her beat up truck, vaguely catching the sound of people exiting the school with their friends, filling the parking lot. Anxiously she swung her bag around higher on her shoulder, having a little trouble seeing because her stupid eyes were overflowing and her breathing was ragged from running. She shoved her hand frantically into her pocket to get her keys, feeling as if everyone was looking at her even though that could not possibly be true.

Bella knew logically that they could in no way all know so fast, though surely it would already be spreading like wildfire from anyone who had been in History with her, the way all news in boring ass Forks did. Angela and Jessica knew already, that was just fucking perfect. Already she had two friends she would lose over this. She had heard the way they talked about Coach Basselor, and she wasn't even really gay. Eric, Angela's boyfriend knew, too, and if he was anything like his Church bound father, that was another friend gone too.

"God damn it!" Bella shrieked as she yanked her hand too quickly out of her pocket and her keys slipped out of her hand. They skittered under her truck and she swore so loudly that several heads turned towards her.

Blushing and half hysterical, she turned away from them, pressed her side against her truck and her face into her hands. She fought the sobs beginning to build in her chest. Why is everything going so wrong? She asked herself morosely, miserably pressing the heels of her hands into her eyeballs to press back the tears lest she break down right there in front of everybody.

Realizing that standing there like this was making everything worse, she took a ragged breath and dropped to her knees, ignoring the nasty concrete as she lurched under her truck, fumbling for her keys in the darkness beneath it. She found them beneath the front left wheel, grabbed them, and scrambled back up.

She quickly unlocked the driver's side and jumped in. She wanted to sob, and actually did a little as she saw her passenger side door swaying open in the breeze. She couldn't drive with her door swinging around everywhere.

"God damn it, God damn it, God damn it!" Bella cried, slamming her hand into the steering wheel.

She could not even properly flee from her issues. God, why was this happening to her?

"Bella! Bells! Bella!"

She shuddered and glanced up to the window, knowing that it could only be Alice calling out to her. It seemed her friend had finally caught up to her. Moments later the pixie appeared at her door side and gave her a plaintive look through the window.

Tears running down her face, Bella opened the door and stepped back out, shutting it behind her as Alice stood back to give her room and looked at her with her big beautiful amber eyes wide and her lovely face filled with an expression that tore Bella apart.

"Oh, Bells," she breathed and that was that.

Bella flung herself at her, sobbing as Alice arm's came around her waist and held her steady. She wrapped her arms around the pixie's neck and cried into it, burying her face into the spot where her shoulder sloped into it to hide away from all the prying eyes. Alice did not flinch or shy, just squeezed her close and murmured soothingly into her ear.