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A/N I am so sorry guys I haven't updated in over 2 months. I really don't have an excuse but Geography coursework is literally killing me (well, maybe not literally) as well as science write-ups, and I've been reading some seriously amazing fanfics that I read every moment I get a bit of spare time.

If anyone wants a good fanfic to read I'd recommend Pink Fluffy Pencil Case and Bella Swan: Kidnapper (BS: Kidnapper is an M rated fanfic though)

Chapter 6 – Apologize (Timbaland)

I am not going to talk to Rose! I am not going to talk to Rose!

I keep repeating this in my head, though I know that I'm not actually going to go through with it. So okay, I know giving her the silent treatment is childish, and probably not the best idea, but she betrayed me! She left me to go sit with Lauren and Jessica for God's sake!

As soon as I finished lunch I went straight to my last class, History, which I had with Angela. I saw Rose going to get up but I quickly hurried off, not wanting to talk to her. Maybe I overreacted a little, but it stung. I had always known that Rose was going to be more popular than me, and that I would just fade into the background. Everyone would say "Oh, that girl's just Rose's sister."

But Rose always stuck by me. And now it's like she realises that I'm not cool and has left me to hang out with them. I always knew I wasn't good enough to hang around with her – but when it actually happens it hurts more than you can imagine.

Yet no matter how much I try and be angry at her, I know that I still love her. I could never not love her. We're twins, and it's something that you can never break or take away. So now I don't know what to think, or act like, when I meet Rose.

It's the end of the day and I have to get home. But both Rose and I drove to school this morning in the same car, so we'll have to travel back together as well. And that means I'm going to have to face her. Okay, I have three options:

Don't talk to her. Don't look at her and pretend she doesn't exist – okay that's a bit too harsh and I know I'd never go through with it.

I start shouting at her, saying how much she hurt me, and probably end up crying. Well, that's a little dramatic and probably wouldn't have a good ending.

Or option 3) I act as if nothing happened and we're still the best of friends (well sisters)

Hmm. Option 3 doesn't seem too bad. I'm not exactly a good actress, but I could try and pull it off. I know Rose will see right through me though. But what the hell am I supposed to do! This is so damn frustrating! I smack my head with my hand and take a deep breath. Getting a headache from over-thinking is probably not going to help anyone. I sigh and walk slowly towards the car park. Rose is already there, in the driver seat of our rusty red car.

I walk towards the car, looking at the ground and not making eye contact. As I get in the passenger seat there's silence. She starts the car silently and drives onto the road, and after a minute, she starts apologizing, "Bells, look I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for it to happen like this! I didn't know you were going to be so upset – I wouldn't have sat with them otherwise!"

I finally looked at her, and her perfect face was twisted in pain and agony. I was torn; torn between still being angry at her, and at just wanting to comfort her, to be comforted. But the angry part of my mind was swelling up.

"Rose! How could you? How could you sit with LAUREN, for Christ's sake, after everything she's done to me today! She nearly made me unconscious, have you forgotten that?" I shouted at her, not caring that she winced as I shouted.

Rose had tears running down her face. "Bella. I know you don't like her much, but that was an accident! She apologized sincerely afterwards, and you should forgive her. Everyone deserves a second chance!"

"Rose!" I screamed at her, frustrated now. "Can you stop thinking everyone is good for one second! You can't actually think she was being serious when she was apologizing to me? No! She was saving her own backside while smirking at me all the time! She's pure evil, Rose. Why the hell can't you see that?"

"Bella! Can't you listen to yourself?" Rose's voice was uprising, which usually never happened. "Why are you saying such mean things about her? No-one's pure evil – everyone has some good in them! And you shouldn't judge people after knowing them for a day."

"But what about other people Rose? From what I've heard everyone seems to think she's a total bitch, and they've known her for years!" I contradicted.

"They're RUMOURS, Bella! Rumours twist things and make out that someone's worse than they really are." She sighed and continued calmly, "Look. You know you'll always be one of the most important people in the world to me. But Lauren – and Jessica – are nice girls Bella. They've been so inviting to me! Just give them a chance," Rose pleaded. We had finally reached our house and Rose stopped the engine. But we still both stayed in the car.

I stared at her. A dozen emotions whizz through my head. Anger, happiness, hurt, sympathy, and finally landing on pain. "I can't" I whisper, barely audible. I say slightly louder, "I can't Rose. You may think that everyone's good, but the world is a harsh place! And there are people in the world who aren't good. And I'm sorry, but I can never see myself getting along with Lauren and Jessica."

I just stood there, waiting for her response. She looked at me, sadness and something else I couldn't identify in her eyes. "I'm sorry you feel that way Bella. But it's like you're forcing me to choose between you and Lauren."

I looked at her bright blue eyes. My breathing hitched, and my tear ducts started welling up. "I'm not trying to make you chose between me and her Rose. I'd never do that! I just don't want to see you get hurt. I won't let you get hurt!" I told her, tears staining my cheeks and making it hard for me to see straight.

"Bella!" She whispered. "I'm not going to get hurt, and I can look after myself. You'll always be my sister and I adore you, but maybe we need to go in different circles. Make different friends. I'm sorry Bella, but maybe it'd be good for us if we spent some time apart!"

The tears were flowing freely now, and I couldn't stop them. All the hurt and pain was suffocating me. "FINE! Become friends with Lauren and Jessica. But soon you'll see them for what they really are!"

I stormed out of the car and ran into the house, into my bedroom, away from the rest of the world. I crawled onto my bed into a foetal position and took in deep, shaky breaths.

I continued sobbing, until I finally fell asleep on my bed, dreaming about a perfect world where everyone was nice and loved each other. Where we were all the best of friends and there were no wars or fights or rape in the world. A place where all was well, and yet I knew would never be real…

A/N Okay this chapter is a bit depressing but I needed to write about the fight between Rosalie and Bella. Next chapter will be Alice, Edward and the others trying to cheer Bella up, so hopefully it will be a little happier.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do about Emmett though. His friends (Edward, Jasper, Alice) are going to be with Bella, but he likes Rosalie, and she will be hanging out with Lauren and Jessica. So I don't know what he's going to do. Maybe I could leave him torn between who to hang out with. I don't know! Any suggestions?