14Chapter Six
(Thoughts will be in Italics.)
EPOV:
The burn in my throat eased up the farther I got away from Bella. All during my last period I listened for her. I still hadn't figured out exactly why her mind was such a mystery to me so I was forced to listen to her through the people around her. Eavesdropping on my classmates was getting me nowhere, teenagers and their petty human problems. I just kept listening until I found her.
I cannot believe she wore that today…
Crap! I forgot my homework…
I hear it's supposed to snow tomorrow…
Man I look good…
Please don't call on me…
Where are they going? I still can't believe they're dating…
Where was she during Biology? Cullen wasn't there either…
So people did notice we both missed biology. Oh well…Wait was that Newton?
Looks like she went into the locker room…good…BPOV:
Thankfully Coach Clap let me sit gym out today. He knows I suck at all things athletic so he took pity on me. I headed back to the girls' locker room to change back into my school clothes. I figured I'd just stay put in the locker room until the end of class, no use boring myself watching volleyball.
"Bella!" I heard someone call.
"Uh, I'm changing. Give me a sec." I stuttered buttoning my pants. Mike burst through the double doors.
"Bella where were you last period?" he asked leaning against the lockers.
I crossed my arms over my bare chest. All I had on was my bra and jeans. "Mike this is the girls' locker room."
"Whatever Bella its just you." He walked closer, tossing me my shirt.
"Thanks. What do you want Mike? Shouldn't you be playing volleyball?" I asked while slipping my shirt over my head.
"Shouldn't you?" He retorted. "Why did you miss class?"
"Mike you really freaked me out and I just needed some time to think." I told him.
"With Cullen?" He questioned.
"He was just trying to help."
"Cullen needs to mind his own business." He shook his head.
"His name is Edward and like I said, he was just trying to help." I assured him.
"Well next time you want help, especially from him, DON'T." His yell echoed through the locker room.
"Mike?" I whispered.
"What Bella?" He said loudly.
"You're scaring me. I don't understand. You've changed Mike." I said sitting on the changing bench.
"No, I haven't." He said coldly. He turned around and walked out the double doors. I sighed and put on my shoes. I didn't move from the bench until the bell rang. I gathered my stuff before the girls from gym crowded the locker room. I rounded the corner and there was Mike.
EPOV:
After school I searched for Bella in the parking lot but she wasn't there. I needed to talk to her about Newton without her knowing I'm talking about Newton. If I straight out tell her what I think is going on...what I know is going on... she'll just deny it and that won't help her. The parking lot started to empty out and the only cars left were my Volvo, an old Saturn, and two trucks. One of those trucks was Bella's. If she hasn't gone home yet then where is she?
"Edward can we go now." Rosalie asked impatiently.
"Rosalie, you can leave whenever you like." I answered.
I'm not running home if that's what you think. – Rosalie thought.
"Well the you're gonna have to wait." I replied to her thought.
"Why are we still here anyway?" Alice questioned walking around the front of the Volvo.
"I'm waiting on her."
"Waiting on who bro?" Emmett asked.
"Bella Swan." I said scanning the parking lot.
"Isn't she the reason why you left? Now why would you be waiting for her? You're not gonna kill her are you because I refuse to have to start over in another town because of you." Rosalie hissed.
"Rose, Eddie wouldn't do that, Wait, Would you?" Emmett raised an eyebrow.
"No. And don't call me Eddie." I said quietly. "I just need to talk to her."
"Well I think she left with Mike Newton right after the bell." Alice interjected.
"What? Why would she do that?" I asked angrily.
"Well, they are dating Edward. Why do you care so much anyway?" Alice asked.
"I know they are dating it's just… I don't know why I care so much. I just… I just do." I took in an unneeded breath of air and let it out slowly.
You alright Edward? – Jasper asked silently.
"Yeah, lets go." I got into the driver's seat and waited for everyone else to follow.
BPOV:
"Mike, why couldn't I drive myself home? Or at least dropped off my truck?" I asked irritated.
"Because you're not going straight home."
"What, well where am I going?" I was getting worried.
"Over to my place. My parents are out of town for this week so I figured you'd come over." He smiled.
"You weren't even gonna ask me?"
"Bella, you're my girlfriend. I don't have to ask." He said placing his hand on my thigh.
"Yes, you do." I snapped pushing his hand away.
He came to a slow stop in the middle of the road and turned to face me. "Excuse me?" He hissed.
"I-I said you h-have to ask." I said shakily. Crap! Me and my big mouth.
He grabbed my jaw and pulled my face up to his. "Why do I have to ask to take something that is mine?" He kissed me hard briefly right before he slapped me in what would be in any other situation a playful gesture. But I knew different. "You're my girlfriend Bells." He gave me a smile and continued driving. When we reached his house I refused to get out of the car. There was now way I wanted to be alone with him inside that house. He came around to the passenger side and opened the door.
"Come on Bella." He extended his hand out to me.
"Mike I want to go home." I crossed my arms so he couldn't grab my hand.
"Just get out of the car. Don't make this difficult." He said unfastening my seat belt.
"No. If you won't drive me I'll walk home." I hopped out of his car and headed for the road. He snatched my arm and pulled me back to him.
"Ow, That hurts Mike, there is a bruise there. Let go." I cried.
"Shut up. Come on." He dragged me into his house and locked the door behind him.
"Michael! You're acting crazy! What the hell is wrong with you?" I yelled trying to open the font door.
"Are you hungry?" he asked walking towards the kitchen.
"No." I went and sat down on his couch after giving up on the door. He brought out two glasses of soda and a bag of chips.
"Well here's something to drink then." He sat the glasses down on the coffee table.
"Thanks. I'm not thirsty." I pushed the glasses away.
He sat down beside me flipped on the T.V and started eating his chips. "Are you sure you're not hungry?" He asked stuffing chips in his mouth.
"I'm sure." I rolled my eyes. "What about my truck? I really should be heading home. Charlie will get worried if my truck isn't home, or me for that matter."
"Don't worry about it. I asked Jessica to call your house and leave a message saying you were spending the night at her house." He smiled obviously proud of himself.
"What! Why would you tell her that? She would never lie to Charlie like that." I almost yelled.
"I told her I had a surprise for you and didn't want her to ruin it by coming to you." He put his arm around me.
"A surprise? What the hell are you talking about? I think I want to go home Mike. And if you won't take me I'll call Angela to come pick me up." I said searching through my purse for my phone.
"Looking for something?" Mike waved my cell phone in the air.
"Hey! Where did you get that?" I asked snatching it from his hands.
"You left it in my car last night."
"Oh, right. Wait a second, where is my battery?" I flipped my phone over examining the hole where my battery belonged.
"With me for safe keeping." He patted his pocket.
"Safe keeping?" I yelled. "Mike, give me my damn battery." I stood up sticking my hand out.
"Come and get it." He grinned stretching his arms across the back of the couch.
"You are unbelievable!" I threw my phone at his head and walked over to the front door. "Mike unlock this door! I want to go home. Let me out." I fidgeted with the door handle.
"Bella!" He yelled. "That was my face!" He walked over to the door also.
"Good, that's what I was aiming for you jerk." He pushed my face into the door and put his arm up blocking my path around him.
"Bella, Bella, Bella, when will you ever learn?" He put his other hand on my cheek. "You brought this upon yourself babe. You should have just went along with everything last night. I had it all planned out. But you ruined it. But you're not going to ruin it this time."
"This time?" I muttered. "What do you mean this time? What's going on Mike?"
"We're going to do this right..." He stroked my face.
"Do what right?" I pushed his hand off my face.
"This is how it's supposed to be. You're mine. You're my Isabella and I love you. And you love me. You may not think so now but you'll see. I'll show you how much you love me. You'll see." He went in to kiss me but I ducked and his head hit the door.
"Damn it Bella." He rubbed his head.
I ran for the back door but tripped over the area rug in the living room. Mike was still by the door with his hand to his head until he heard the loud thud my body made with the floor. "Ow, Crap." I picked myself up and turned to see Mike in front of me.
"Now just where do you think you are going?" He grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me backward onto the stairs. I fell back on my wrist and heard a crunch. My stomach churned at the noise but that was the least of my worries. I rolled over and started to limp awkwardly on all fours up the stairs. He grabbed my leg and pulled me back to my starting point. "Would you just stay still?"
I kicked him in his shin and tried to squeeze through the opening on his right. I made it down three steps before he snatched my hair and flung me into a bookshelf. All of the books and picture frames came toppling down on top of me. Broken glass and books were everywhere. I slid out from underneath the bookshelf and closed my eyes to get back to my senses. My head was throbbing and I felt as if were going to throw up. I opened my eyes and saw Mike standing on the last stair taking off his jacket. "Look what you did!" He walked over to me. "Get up."
I just laid there unwilling to move, afraid that if I did I would throw up everywhere. "M-Mike…" I stuttered weakly. "I think I'm going to be sick."
"Not on my mother's floor you're not!" He slung me over his shoulder and took me into the kitchen. "She would kill me if I messed up her floor while she was gone." He set me in a chair at the kitchen table and brought me the trashcan.
Oh, so she wouldn't mind you trying to rape me, just as long as you keep her floors clean. I thought to myself as I purposefully missed the trashcan he held up to my face. I threw up all over him and his mother's precious floor. He threw the trashcan down walked over to the sink. "Bella what the fuck?" He yelled washing his hands and taking off his shirt.
I didn't say anything. I just laid my head down on the table and closed my eyes as another wave of nausea passed. I didn't know where but I had to have been bleeding. The smell of blood was the only thing that could make me sick to my stomach. I moaned fighting the urge to throw up again and stood up slowly. "I'm s-sorry Mike." I cried. I'll stop. I'll do whatever. Just please, stop." I walked over to the sink and stood beside him. "Just…Just stop." I begged.
He grabbed a towel and cleaned of my face through my tears. "Bella you are fucking impossible." He laughed. Why is he laughing at me? I give in to him and he laughs at me? Is my weakness amusing?
He picked me up and set me on the counter. "I'm sorry you got hurt Bella but if it's the only way you'll learn then so be it." I sat there still crying as he walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He grabbed a bottle of unmarked pills and handed me the water and two of the pills. "You make things so difficult. Here take this."
"What is it?" I questioned, still crying.
"It'll make you feel better. Trust me, just take them." He said taking the water back and opening it for me.
"I-I don't know Mike. How am I supposed to know what you're giving me?" I continued.
"Bella. It's not gonna kill you. If I wanted you dead you would be now take the pills." He laughed, handing me back the bottle.
"You promise?" I gave him a wary look.
"Promise." He nodded rubbing my knee.
"Swear?" I checked again.
"Everyday." He laughed winking at me.
"Mike!?" I started crying more.
"Yes Bella. I Swear. This will not kill you. Its just a pain pill." He said wiping away my tears.
"Because if I die, Charlie will kill you!" I said half-joking, but deep down I meant it.
"Just take it." He smiled.
"Fine." I took the pills and drank almost all of the water.
"Good girl. Now I guess I'd better clean up this mess. Go lie down on the couch and I'll be there in a minute.
"Mike…"
"Yeah Bella?"
"Sorry."
"It's alright, Now that you know at least. Things can be so much better just as long as you don't cause trouble. Now go lie down before you give me an even bigger mess to clean up." He helped me off the counter and nudged me towards the living room.
I did as he told me and laid down on the couch. It took him half an hour to clean up the mess we had made. When he finished he came and sat beside me. "How do you feel?" He asked.
"Like a bookcase fell on me." I coughed. He laughed.
"Well besides that." He rubbed my thigh.
"Mike, I know where this is going and I really don't feel good. Not tonight Mike. Please not tonight." I said into the arm of the chair.
"Of course not. Its okay, just go to sleep, I know you're tired." He soothed. He was right. Out of nowhere I was exhausted. I couldn't help but let my eyelids droop and let the darkness come over me.
I woke up the next morning in a bed. I didn't remember how or when I got there. The room was dark and I couldn't see where I was. I rolled over and felt a shooting pain in my abdomen. I let out a yelped and heard someone roll over and wake up beside me. "You okay Bells?" Mike whispered.
"Where am I?" I breathed.
"In bed." He yawned.
"Whose bed?"
"Uh. My bed?" He clarified confused.
"Mike?" I assumed.
"Who else." He questioned.
"What time is it?" I looked over to the illuminated alarm clock. "Six o' clock…. In the morning?"
"Yeah. I guess we should wash up and get ready for school."
"School!" I shot up, Which I instantly regretted. Every muscle in my body hurt.
"Yep, let's get up." He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He left the door cracked so the light from the bathroom filled into his room.
I swung my feet over the bed and looked down at my body. "Mike! Where are my clothes?" I yelled, covering myself up with his sheet.
"I don't know. Uh look on the floor." He called back.
"What? Mike what happened last night?" I asked as I picked up my clothes and put them on.
"Well I was gonna have a little fun but I'm not a big fan of shark week." He came back into the room and flipped on the light switch. The light hurt my eyes.
"Mike…" I trailed off. "Shark week?" I asked confused. "Oh..." It suddenly became clear to me what he meant. Saved by mother nature. I will never complain about getting my period ever again in my life.
"No no Bella. I thought we talked about this last night." He said throwing me some clothes I've never seen before.
"But…" I was gonna lose this argument.
"These should fit you. Take a shower and meet me down stairs."
"But…What…Mike…" I whined.
"Oh and here" He threw me another bottle of pills. "Take one. It'll make your headache go away."
"I don't have a…" He cut me off.
"You will. Trust me. And you'll want to take those." He walked out the room.
If you say so…I thought to myself before dry swallowing a pill.
I took a shower and dressed as slowly as I could. It hurt to move and was hard to get ready with my wrist so swollen. I wasn't sure what was wrong with it but I knew it hurt. I just wanted to go back to sleep. I made it down stairs within forty-five minutes and met up with Mike in the kitchen.
"You look better." He snorted.
"Thanks. I feel like crap. What did you give me?" I huffed.
"That's not important. Are you hungry? I have some pop tarts."
"No, I don't really have much of an appetite." I said.
"Alright, lets head out then." He grabbed his keys and headed for the front door.
"Sure." I followed.
"When we made it to school he let me off by my truck. He went to go park while I threw my stuff in the bed of my truck and waited for him to come back. It was freezing outside and I didn't have a jacket. I sat on my tailgate and hugged my backpack. It started to snow and I knew my day could not get any worse.