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Dead Inside

Charlie absolutely hates Edward and Bella. He's become abusive. Bella has had to break up with Edward or else Charlie will kill her and her mom. Now, none of the Cullens will speak to her or even look except to give her glares. Edward never glares, but he never looks either. Both or their lives are terrible, both are missing their soul mate, their other half, but Bella can't tell anyone about Charlie. So what will happen?

Not Stephenie Meyer, don't know her, unfortunately never will.

3. Chapter 3

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Rosalie's POV

I never thought Bella could do such a thing. I mean, they told me she loved him as much as I loved Emmet. And, I never thought anything could match that amount of love.

Edward was terrible, he looked so depressed, worse than he was before Bella. I didn't think he would ever recover.

I blamed Bella and I still do. I mean why? I thought she loved him.

But then, at school, she looked so pale, paler than even I was. And her clothes were baggy and long sleeved, yet anyone could tell that she wasn't eating right, that she wasn't eating anything. Never, had I seen her in teh cafeteria since the day before she . . . Well, did that. But worst of all, was her expression.

It looked . . . awful. Imagine someone killed all of your family, rihgt in front of you, torturing them to death, while you had to watch, unable to do anything.

It looked worse than that. Honestly, I didn't know she'd broken up with him.

I don't know why, but I'd gone from hating her guts to being scared for her well-being. Very un-Rosalie-like, I'm sure.

Alice definately wasn't helping. All would she do when she saw Bella would be to glare. Honestly, could she not see? I mean, just look at her.

I had asked Jasper what she was feeling and he winced at the mere memory of it. He said he had never felt so much pain come offf him, except for Edward of course.

He said she was feeling pain, both mentally and physically. Why physically? Why mentally? It didn't make sense. Nor did the rest of it. I mean, he said when she passed Edward in the halls, all he felt was love, enough to break his self control and want to go over and kiss Edward!

Really though, I was concerned and how Alice could ignore her best friend when she needed her most was past me.

So, perhaps I? As far as I knew, she talked to no one when at school. There would be some questions and she would reply with a yes or a know, never any elaberating answers.

Maybe I could take her out of her shell and if not, at least help her, watch over her.

I know, I was shocked too. Me? Rosalie Hale? Helping Bella Swan, who quite possibly broke my brother's heart???????

But she seemed to need a friend, someone to weep with, an arm to cry on. And I was going to be that arm, that friend. No matter what I had to do, I would try and make her that bit happier, nad make her see I was there for her.