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Hurt

Chapter 1

Bella sat on her bed, staring at the wall without really looking. She just sat there, not doing anything. She didn't move, she didn't frown, she didn't smile, hell, she didn't even eat. And the one thing she could not do that she wished she could do was speak.

Edward drove home, Alice sitting next to him and Jasper in the back. The whole Cullen family had not seen Bella in a few days, and was wondering if she was alright. What if something happened? Everyone knew that Bella was a danger magnet, what if something happened while they were away while hunting?

Alice looked at Edward, "I'm sure nothing happened to Bella. She'll be in school tomorrow, and everything will be alright." She said.

He nodded stiffly, and felt a wash of calmness spread through him from Jasper. "Thanks Jazz." He said.

Jasper nodded.

Edward sighed, "But what if something happened? Anything could have happened and-"

Alice gasped softly, though Jasper and Edward could still hear, as she had a vision.

Bella and Charlie was driving in the police cruiser, coming back from dinner at Port Angeles. They were both talking about things, enjoying the car ride.

Then suddenly, another car came speeding towards them on the wrong side of the road, straight for them. The two cars banged into each other, Charlie not being able to avoid the impact.

Bella screamed, the car flipping over onto its roof and sliding a couple yards away from the other car. The glass from their car shattered, embedding themselves into Bella and Charlie.

Charlie did not make a sound and Bella was now unconscious.

The other car was still upright, though they didn't move to get out of their car. The person was dead.

Alice's mouth hung open, still not seeing the scenery in front of her. All she could think about was that car crash.

Edward's eyes widen as he saw Alice's vision too, he immediately turned his car around, to Port Angeles.

Bella looked up at the clock; it was now 6 in the morning. Time to get ready for school. Silently, she went into the bathroom, taking her towel and her clothes. When she got out she put on her clothes and walked out the door.

It was only 6:15, and she decided to walk to school, not feeling like driving that loud truck of hers. She didn't even eat breakfast before going.

Edward drove even faster, why did he have to be so far away? He was on the opposite side of town, and the road where Charlie and Bella were was in the middle of Forks and Port Angeles. They were at least two hours away, but how he was driving, he could make it in an hour if they go faster.

When they got to where the crash was, all there were was black tire marks from the cars, broken glass, beer cans, and some policemen who were cleaning up the site.

Edward got out of the car, staring at the skid marks and glass. Where was Bella? Where could she be?

"The hospital." Alice said, as if reading his thoughts.

Edward nodded stiffly, and drove back just as fast. He was going in circles. Damn it!

Bella was halfway to school, not once had she said anything, looked up, or thought about anything. All she concentrated on was going to school. Hell, she didn't even concentrate on that either!

It was like walking through mist, she didn't know where she was going; well, she did, though that was not the point. She didn't notice her surroundings, she didn't feel anything. She was numb. Just like the time when Edward left, she had blocked out the pain and felt the numbness of it. That was what she felt now. Numbness.

"I need to see her. What is her room number?" Edward said hurriedly. Jasper and Alice stood next to him.

"What is her name?" The lady asked him, looking up from her computer.

"Isabella Swan." He said.

The lady nodded and searched through the files. "I'm sorry; we don't have an Isabella Swan here."

"Damn it! We need to see her! Her father's name is Charlie Swan, tell us where he is."

The lady looked up at him impatiently, "he's not here either, but there is a Charlie Swan in the morgue."

Edward froze, but immediately ran off to that place.

Alice and Jasper followed him silently.

When they got there, Edward burst through the doors and looked at the information on the little tags.

Alice and Jasper looked at the tags too, looking for either Charlie or Bella. Did Bella die? Did Charlie die? What happened? How long ago was this accident?

Alice paused in shock as she stared at this tag, 'Charlie Swan.' The tag read, it said more, but Alice was just staring at his name. Charlie was dead.

Jasper, sensing Alice's distraught, he sent waves of calmness, to help her calm down. Alice smiled at him gratefully, but stared back at the body that was covered in the white sheet. The body was cold. It had to have been days for it to become cold this fast.

Edward ran over to her and stared at the tag. He looked up from the tag and looked at Alice, "How could this be? Your vision was of nighttime, and it is night now, when did this happen?"

"I don't know." Alice murmured, "But…it might be that…" Alice frowned, and then thought to herself, though Edward heard, 'What if my vision was of the past? Not of the future? Is that even possible?'

Edward looked at her, "It might be possible. But then where could Bella be? She's not in the hospital, and not in the morgue. Where could she be?"

"Going to school?" Jasper asked.

Edward looked at him and nodded, "Yes. That's it. Come on, we have to get to school."

The two nodded and followed Edward out of the hospital.

When Bella got to school, everyone was staring at her in shock. She ignored these looks, and didn't answer when Jessica called out her name.

People were wondering why she was back in school so early.

She walked straight into her first class and sat down. She did not want to talk to anyone, nor could she even talk to them. She just wanted them to leave her alone; she was in a very bad mood right now.

Edward got to school on time, and parked next to Rosalie's red convertible.

He got out, and Alice and Jasper followed suit. His first class just so happened to be with Bella. When he got to his class, he sat down in his seat next.

Bella looked up to see Edward sitting next to her. She put her head back down.

Edward looked confusedly at her, "What's wrong Bella?"

She didn't answer. She was wearing a black hoodie, her arms crossed on the table and her head resting down on them. Her hood was up, covering her face.

"Bella, what's wrong?" He whispered again, moving closer to her. He lifted up her chin to make her look at him, and frowned when Bella did not even flinch. Her eyes were blank and emotionless, she wasn't even paying attention.

"Bella." He whispered.

Bella looked down at the table before looking up into his golden eyes.

"What happened?"

Bella just stared at him.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Bella looked at the board, Edward's hang still on her chin.

"Please talk to me!" He begged.

Jessica walked up to them, and Edward looked at her, not releasing Bella's face. "She can't talk." She said softly.

"What?" Edward said, narrowing his eyes.

Jessica took a small step back in fright but continued, "She can't talk. Didn't you watch the news two nights ago? She was in a car accident, and Charlie was killed. Bella lost the ability to talk."

Jessica turned away as she saw the raw pain in his eyes. She sat back down in her seat.

Bella looked at Edward, still not showing any emotions. She just stared at him, waiting. But waiting for what exactly?

Edward let go of her face and sighed into his hands.

Bella looked at the front of the class again, not looking at Edward after that.