This is a story from my wild imagination that uses the awesome characters from Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn. Stephanie Meyer owns The Twilight Saga and all its true glory.
AUTHORS NOTE: Alright so this is my 7th story and it feels so great to say that I have now finished four of my stories. I am currently working on my other two stories and this new one. Please check out Unwritten, Rolling Love, Street Racing, Cats Love Bats, Meals-On-Wheels, and Doctor's Psychologist.
Unlike my other stories I have no idea where this one is headed. I began writing one day and every now and then I add to it. For now the same updating rules will apply, 10 reviews=an update. Later this may change.
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~Always-B-Happy
P.S. Never let life hold you down, be happy.
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Extended Summary: (Chapter 1 Below)
Bella flies to Forks after a horrible accident. She is attacked and taken to the hospital where she meets the handsome, caring, and wonderful Dr. Carlisle Cullen. She is in a unconscious while Carlisle treats and becomes bound to her. When she wakes up he tries to help her find her family. What happens when her wrists are broken and she can't communicate? This is the story of how Carlisle falls in love with Bella while never hearing her speak.
Cullens Vampires, Bella human, no wolves.
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Chapter 1: Arrival
BPOV
I got off the plain and went to get my bags. I walked out of the airport hoping to get a cab for the three almost four hour drive from Seattle to Forks.
I hailed a cab and wrote down Forks, Washington Police Department on a piece of paper and handed it to the cabbie. He looked a little creepy but I was probably being paranoid.
He looked at the paper nodded and started driving.
I sat patiently waiting for what was to come. All I knew about my father was that he didn't know much about me because Renee had kept him out of the loop. I know he wanted to a part of the picture but Renee kept him out. I know he had a picture of me that Renee had given to a lawyer to deliver to him, but that was all.
I know his name is Charlie and I have a picture he sent to me. I look a little like him.
As we passed the "Welcome to Forks" sign the cabbie took an exit that lead to a rest stop.
I tapped him on the shoulder but he brushed me off.
What was going on?
He pulled into one of the last parking spots and locked the doors. I starred wide eyed as he opened his door and opened the back passenger's side door, my door, and got in. he pushed my back. I pulled back and tried to open the door. I banged on the window but there was no one around. It was around five in the morning. No one was even on the highway.
I started crying knowing what was about to happen as he pulled me roughly under him with my face pressed into the seat. He started touching my body, ripping of my clothes and rubbing against me. I cried like there was no tomorrow.
I did not want to lose my virginity until I found the one, now a stranger was going to take it from me.
I heard him taking of his clothes, and then his skin was on me. I struggled trying to get him off of me. He hit my head, but I continued to struggle hitting the window harder. He put his hands around my neck choking me then he pushed into me…and all went black.
CPOV
I came into work early going down to the emergency room where a patient had just been brought in from an ambulance. A hiker had stopped at the rest stop entering Forks and found a girl naked and battered with bags of luggage lying next to her, but no I.D. or purse; he called the ambulance, which brought her here.
I called a nurse over and did a rape kit. The poor girl was unconscious still.
I tended to her wounds and the nurse cleaned the rest of her body. She had two broken ribs, and hand prints on her neck, her wrists were broken, and she had a nasty cut on her head. I took pictures of the hand prints and gave them to the nurse. We took the picture and the rape kit to storage, we had to get her consent to run the kit and if she pressed charges she would need the pictures and x-rays.
I returned to her room after my shift.
I finally took the time to really look at her. She looked about four feet eleven inches tall. A petite body, with all the features of a woman.
Who was she? She was beautiful, even under the bruising. She smelled wonderfully too. But it was more than her looks, I felt…protective of her. Not to mention I was furious that she had been hurt.
I wish….
I wish I could have stopped this from happening to her.
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~Always-B-Happy
P.S. Never let life hold you down, be happy.