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Beautiful, Mysterious But Broken

Chapter One: Beautiful Stranger

BPOV:

"Emmett!" I yelled in the phone." Leave Jasper with Rosalie and Alice and meet me outside the bookstore," I said panicking. Just the thought of someone getting hurt while I was standing there completely helpless, sent shivers down my spine.

"Bella, what's wrong?" he demanded. I could tell he was getting worried about me.

"Emmett, I'm fine. Just meet me outside the bookstore right now, please," I pleaded.

"I'll be right there, Bells," he said. I shut my phone and started pacing back and forth like I always do whenever I'm worried. I listened intently trying to figure out what was going on. I heard those muffled sounds again, it sounded like someone crying out in pain. I could also hear...punches and kicks?! What the hell was going on?!

Please hurry up, Emmett. I thought to myself. I should have taken Emmett or Jasper with me just like Emmett suggested when I left him with Jasper, Alice and Rosalie at the diner and headed to the bookstore. I promised that I'd be right back, but then I heard these muffled cries of pain. That's when I called Emmett and asked him to meet me outside the bookstore.

"Bella, what's wrong?" he demanded as soon as he parked his Jeep.

"I think someone's in trouble and needs our help. I heard these noises. It was like someone was crying out in pain," I explained quickly.

"Stay in the car and lock the doors. I'll go check it out," he said.

"No way. I'm coming with you," I said stubbornly. "Let's go. We're wasting time here," I said before he could protest.

"Fine," he muttered.

We walked to where I heard these voices. There were a lot of thick bushes blocking my vision. Not to mention that is was dark, but finally I saw a car and two figures - Who I assumed looked like two men- standing outside the car, by the river. It was dark but I could see that one of them was tied up and gagged, while the other was punching him and pulling him towards the river. I looked at the car and saw a female with glowing bright red hair, sitting in the driver's seat.

As we got closer, I could see that the man who was punching the other, had long hair, tied in a pony tail. He had his back turned to me. That's why I couldn't see anything but his hair. The other one, who was getting punched, was taller though. There was something odd about his behaviour, he looked so defeated. He wasn't even struggling at all, he looked so vulnerable. Why wasn't he fighting at all?!

"Bella, get back to the car now," Emmett commanded. "It's too dangerous for you," he continued before I could protest.

"Emmett, I'm not going anywhere," I whispered. "Let's just help him, please," I begged.

"God, why do you have to be so stubborn?" he muttered. "At least stay here until I see what's going on. I can't stand the thought of my little sister getting hurt, Bells," he said softly.

"I'll be right here, then. Just go," I said as I pushed him gently. "Be careful," I whispered before he left me standing there, not knowing what to do or what to think.

I watched intently as Emmett approached the two men cautiously. "Hey, what's going on here?" he yelled as he saw the man with the pony tail punching the other one. The latter cried out in pain softly, sending a shiver down my spine. Before I could even blink, the man with the pony tail turned around startled as he had his back turned to Emmett. Then everything happened so fast, the guy with the pony tail pushed the guy he was punching into the river, and Emmett hurried to rescue him instantly. The guy with the pony tail ran to the car and the female drove off quickly, causing an irritating screeching sound by the tyres.

I ran to help Emmett who had jumped into the water to rescue the guy as soon as the latter was pushed into the water. By the time I got there, Emmett had pulled him out of the water. We untied him and removed the gag. He was tall and skinny. He was wearing a ragged white T-shirt and faded blue jeans, which now looked darker as they were soaked.

Emmett helped him to the Jeep and I called Alice to tell her to meet us at the house with Jasper and Rosalie. I'm sure she'll even beat us to the house with her fabulous Porsche. I sat in the backseat with the beautiful stranger's head on my lap. He was shivering a little bit, so I took off my jacket and covered him with it. "It's alright. You're safe now," I whispered to him soothingly while running my hands through his wet hair. He snuggled closer to me in response but said nothing. He looked so vulnerable and defeated but yet heartbreakingly beautiful. His skin was pale and flawless except for the bruises and the blood. He had the most wonderful emerald eyes I have ever seen. They were mesmerizing and hypnotic. His hair had a remarkable reddish brown shade. I just wanted to hug him and tell him that everything is going to be alright. Where did that come from, Bella?

Who is he? What happened to him? And why wasn't he fighting that man who was beating the hell out of him at all? Who was this man beating him? Why was this man beating him ruthlessly in the first place? This beautiful stranger looked completely harmless to me. In fact, he seemed incapable of hurting a fly. So, why would anybody want to hurt him? A million thoughts were running through my head and what was killing me that I couldn't come up with an answer to a single question. I should keep my curiousity at bay for now and focus on his recovery. That's what really matters here. He's the only thing that matters and I should stay focused on his recovery, I reminded myself.

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