Broken (EDITING IN PROGRESS;)

Chapter 5

Isabelle's POV

RING-RING-RING-RING

Yessss. School was out.

I had gone to Advanced writing with Mary-Anne and we had cracked jokes and laughed like no tomorrow. Everyone was eyeing us with disgust because,  first off, I was laughing and secondly,  I actually had a friend.

I guess my happiness was killing them. Good. 

But I had to sadly depart from Mary-Anne and head to AP European History and then now Ap Language/Writing. Even though I was basically a servant in my father's eyes, he refused to let me go without an education; for that is the only thing I am grateful of from him.

I smiled for once without being forced to and packed up my stuff. I hummed to myself a song my mom had  sung to me every time before bed, before the whole incident of me not turning into a werewolf.

"So whose your little friend, huh?", said a familiar, cold voice. I froze while zipping up my raggedy , old backup but then continued to zip it. Please Christopher, just leave me alone for once. 

I glanced up at him and saw he hadn't moved from his spot. Had he not got the memo? Oh right. He couldn't hear me. 

"What do you want, Christopher?", I said with distaste glaring at him.

"Oh come on, Bella. Can't two friends simply.... talk?", he said inching closer with an evil smirk on his face. Most girls found his smirk attractive, but I for one found it revolting. His bullshit charm wouldn't be working on me. 

I smirked back at him and making sure we were touching. I put a finger on his chest and trailed it downwards to his abs. I had no clue where I had all of a sudden got this confidence or this evil, mini plan but, I went along with it.

He looked at me with lust in his eyes as his hands wrapped around my waist.

"Come closer", I whispered seductively. He gladly did so our lips almost  touching. Just as it appeared that I was going to kiss him ;  I moved my mouth towards his ear.

"Just one problem. WE. ARE. NOT . FRIENDS", I screamed in his ear and ran like my feet were on fire. I knew werewolves had heightened hearing so that must've been super painful. I saw him clutch his ears as I ran off towards the parking lot. 

Boy was I in for some shit. Or maybe he wasn't going to tell anyone out of embarrassment..

I just hope he won't kill me , I though bitterly.

......

I met up with Mary-Anne on the bus who had one eyebrow up as I sat down next to her panting.

"What happened to you? You look like you were chased by the devil", she said with a smirk but her eyes were playful and teasing.

"Oh jee thanks. I appreciate how much you care about me", I replied back, smacking her shoulder. I then began to tell her what happened. 

She began to laugh so hard I started to become creeped out. I knotted my eyebrows together and looked at her with a frown.

"I - .. CAN'T...BELIEVE...,..YOU ....DID... THAT", she managed to say in between laughs while clutching her stomach.

"What can I say doe? I iz cool", I said with a ghetto accent.

She stopped and made a straight face. 

"Don't do that. E-V-E-R  again. LIKE NEVER. You trying to be ghetto is like Mrs. Rianberg hitting on Alexander : WRONG" , she said pointing a finger down her throat and pretending to gag.

I smiled at her.

"WHATTTT?" , she asked knotting her eyebrows together and sticking her lower lip out. 

"Nothing I- ", I began to say how amazing she was,  but she cut me off.

"Yes, you're happy you met me . Who isn't?  I'm beautiful, I'm intelligent, I'm ta-", she began to rant about her awesomeness but I put a hand on her mouth.

"Getting a little TOOOO cocky now aren't we?" , I said, not taking the hand away and rolling my eyes.

"MDFHSKDJFHSKSKDHFKSJHFI", she mumbled through my hand.

"WHATTTT? I can't hear you", I said making sure I tightened my grip. I smirked evilly and pretended to be bored while looking at my nails. 

But all of a sudden it got a little TOO quiet. I looked over at her and Mary-Anne had a mischievous look in her eyes. 

Oh no... what - 

"OWWWWWHHHHHHH!! YOU RATCHET HOE YOU BIT MEEEEE!!" , I screamed grabbing my hand is pain. I playfully smacked her shoulder as she smirked.

"Stop don't touch me there. That's my no-no square", she replied wiggling her eyebrows totally dismissing the fact that she fucking bit me. 

I looked at my hand and saw it  turning red and swelling up. Not to mention  her teeth marks were pretty prominent. Great, screw you Mary-Anne.

"Ya idiot. You're a werewolf remember?", I said annoyed.

"So", she shrugged, " So are you!" 

I became quiet. She looked over at me. Then it hit her.

"Oh. My. God. You're not a werewolf are you?! And-and-and I just fucking bit your hand! And-and-and now you won't heal as fast- ", she gasped and began to rant clearly flustered.

I put my other hand reassuringly on her shoulder,  " Calm down its fine".

"NO, ITS NOT FINE. I JUST MET YOU AND I BIT YOU OMG YOU MUST HATE MY GUTS!", she screamed. I looked around the bus but it was just us two and a couple others. I forgot everyone basically had cars but sometimes they would ride the bus out of laziness. Those people gave us smirks and nasty looks. Typical. 

I turned back around to Mary-Anne.

"Mary-Anne, calm your titties", I told her and she stopped spazzing and actually smiled. 

"Wow. I don't know where I've heard THAT one before!" , she said , "But seriously you could've told me!"

I glanced down at my hands and stayed quiet. How could I have? I would have probably scared her away. Who knew being normal was bad? But it was if you lived in a place dominated by werewolves. 

"I would still be your friend you know? And yeah I understand you weren't quite ready to tell me that but hey you could've and I wouldn't have judged you like those twats!", she said with a smile but I could see the hurt in her eyes.

I looked back down then  smiled as I looked up. I had to tell her. I just had to.

 I began to tell Mary-Anne everything from the beginning to the end because, she was worthy of knowing the truth. 

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