Elizabeth

"Someone like you. . .so beautiful. So innocent. "

"Lee, ignore them."

"Tat, tat, tat, such a . . .worthless person. I bet you enjoy everyone doing what they do. Don't you?"

"Lee. . " I tuned the voice out of my head, and looked at the guy who was taunting me.

"Leave me alone. I am me. I am happy with me. "

He chuckled and walked up to me stroking my cheek, "Are you really, baby? So. . . innocent. I cat wait to ruin you."

I jolted awake and whimpered, "Lizzy?" I looked up and saw Edward opening the door. I whimpered and pulled my hair. I felt him touch me, but I jumped out tripping.

I shook my head, his face haunting me.  I knew I shouldn't be so weak, that voice telling me to ignore them prroved that, but how could I not? Jasper, Carlisle, Edward, Peter. . .they were my anchors, so when each of them did; became something else. . .I just broke.

It was is bad enough with all the hate that I am getting, but to get it from them. . .well it was so painful. I felt someone stroke my cheek and I looked up to see I wasn't where I was before, and it was the guy who helped me. It was Weirdo.

"Where am I?"

"I know you think you should be scared, Elizabeth, but you shouldn't be. You shouldn't be at all. Understood? I am here to help you." he spoke, and I jumped forward to hug him, crying into his cloak.

He shushed me and stroked my back, "You need to go back. I can't keep you away."

"Will I see you again?"

He smiled and kissed my forehead, "Yes, I plan on it."

When I came back to my senses I noticed Edward still staring at me, as if I had not disappeared. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I am. Thank you."

"For what?"  Edwards spoke as he sat by my bed.

"For being here."

Edward smiled and stroked my cheek, "I always will."

I stood up and he followed leaving me to change, as soon as I changed into my outfit for school I walked downstairs and everyone stared at me. I looked down and Esme handed me a bag. I walked away and went outside getting into my car, I heard the door open and saw. . .Renesmee?

"What are you doing here, Renesmee?" I ask brokenly. After all, she had been sending people to rape me, I couldn't just not be sad and broken.

"I need to talk to you, Liz." I flinched at the nickname, "It's important. Dad already said you could skip school. Can we go somewhere private?"

I sighed and got out walking inside to see Jacob, Leah, Brady, Seth, Collin, and more people. It was the Black Pack. I ignored everyone and Leah stood up and followed us, as we walked up to my room.

I closed the door and looked at them. "Liz. . ." Renesmee whispered, and I walked up worried for her, "Liz, I'm pregnant."

I stared at her in shock, "May, you need to tell Dad."

Renesmee let out a sob, "I can't. Liz, what if he hates me."

I shook my head, "I'll be there with you if it's what you want, okay? Look, I have to go. I need to do something."

Before any of them replied I changed into a quick outfit that matched, and ran out to my car. I got in and sped off, until I got to the place I was told to meet at.

"You came." I heard him say and I turned to see One Direction.

"You asked, so I did."

They walked forward and sat down on the floor to which I followed, albiet hesitantly. "Liz, you're different. We can see that. But, you're broken, love. Why?"

I looked at Harry to see tears already streaming down his cheeks, and it hurt but felt good to know someone cared. . .at least I would think so. "Harry, I-I get bullied, raped, I get called harsh names, Harry I'm broken. Why act like you care?"

"Because I do care, Liz. We care. Your family may not see it, but the moment I saw you; I knew you would be broken.  Which isn't right. Liz, please listen to me; to us, we will love you. We will be there for you too, love."

I broke down into sobs and I felt someone hug me, "Please don't cry. Please." I heard Louis says pleasingly, and I heard them all agree. "Liz, if you were to cry we will to, please stop." I took in a deep breath and soon my sobs became quiet.

"You all don't realize how long it has taken me to wish for someone to wish for people like you lot. I have literally no one, because I'm scared that they will judge me."

Liam shook his head, "We won't. And we will all be here for you, so will Zayn, even though he may give off a 'bad boi' vibe." At the comment, for the first time in what seems like forever, I laughed a little.

Deep down, I knew these lad's would help me, would change me. So, what better thing to do then plot nickname's?