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Bella POV

Pain shot through my body, I wished I was dead, I was sure I would be soon. Another fist on my face. He'd already raped me once. When would he give up and put me out of my misery? He had grabbed me as I walked down the street trying to find somewhere to stay out of the way for the day. That had been my day since running away from my latest foster home.

Every day trying to stay alive, trying to stay out of trouble, now I just wanted to die, I'd never seen the man before, I never wanted to see him again. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to be anywhere but that filthy alley with this monster on top of me.

"Hey, What are you doing?" I heard the shout, I didn't know where it came from, I didn't really care, I felt the weight being lifted off me, I heard a thud, I gasped, I felt like I could finally breath.

"Are you okay?" I opened my eyes looking up into the blue eyes of who could only be an angel. "I'm calling 911 the ambulance and police will be here soon, don't worry about him." He spat and with some pain I moved my head and saw my attacker whoever he was, was knocked out on the ground.

I was having trouble breathing, I sputtered. "Shit." I heard the man saying, I tasted blood. Moments later the sounds of police and ambulance swirled around me.

"Are you the man who called 911?" I heard a voice I recognized but couldn't place at that moment.

"Yes Emmett Cullen, I was walking down the street when I heard noises so I went to investigate, that's when I found…" I don't know what else he said at that moment a women was leaning over me.

"Can you tell me your name?" I shook my head, I couldn't even speak.

"Isabella." I couldn't look but someone seemed to know me. It was the same voice I had recognized earlier when he was talking to my angel.

"is that her name?" the woman who I could only guess was an EMT asked.

"Yes Isabella Swan." The man who must have been an officer answered.

"Not chief Swan's daughter?" the woman gasped.

"Yes." I could hear the sadness in the other man's voice.

"Okay dear we're going to take you to the hospital." The woman said. I finally got a look at the police officer and realized it was Officer Tyler Crowly.

"Oh Bella," I heard him sigh sadly. The angel said something and I heard an okay come from officer Crowly as I was loaded into the ambulance and the angel came with me.

"I'm Emmett Cullen." The angel finally told me his name. "I requested you go to the hospital my dad works at he'll take care of you I promise," and for the first time since my parents had died, I actually believed someone was going to help me. Who ever Emmett Cullen was he was my savior.

I hurt all over, we made it to the hospital and I was unloaded from the ambulance, I felt someone take my hand it must have been Emmett, well part of me wanted to pull away, to never be touch again. Something about his touch soothed me.

"Lauren call my father." I heard Emmett' s voice command someone named Lauren.

"Emmett?" I heard shock from whoever Lauren was.

"Now there is no time." He snapped. I was taken into a room, he never left my side. Then what felt like forever but was probably on a few moments another voice joined. It was a man with blond hair and a doctors coat. I had to guess he was Emmett's father.

"Bella, I am Dr. Carlisle Cullen. This is my nurse Lauren." He pointed towards a blond girl at his side. "We need to examine you Bella and get the evidence to the police okay?" I could only shakily nod. "Emmett son please go wait out in the waiting room." He directed the angel I felt a lose when he let go of my hand and left the room.

I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see anyone, I tried to make myself not feel as they examined me, and collected the evidence they needed. At one point the nurse Lauren helped me into a gown. I laid back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Why did this happen? I just stared, I was once a happy go lucky girl with two loving parents. Then their was a car accident and they died on a slippery road one late fall night, and I was shoved into foster care. One home after another for a year and a half until I turned sixteen and ran away from the last one. I had been living on the street since then.

Then this had happened, because of course it did. I seemed to be a magnet for everything bad.

"Bella we're going to take you up to a private room now okay." I heard Doctor Cullen's voice and looked over at him.

I nodded. I still hadn't talked, I knew I could I just felt like all the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat. I didn't know where I would go now. Could I escape out of the hospital without them seeing me. I knew if I didn't, they would thrust me back into another foster home. Another living hell. I wasn't safe no matter where I went.

I wondered where Emmett the Angel had went. I scoffed softly at myself, I figured he

Had gotten tired of playing the hero and went about his own life. The story of my life, all alone against the world. That was until two days later when I would find out just how very wrong I was. He was going to be my saving grace, my angel my Emmett.

A/N okay so this is going to be a really tough story to write, I can only do this if I know People want to read this so send in your reviews, your favs and your follows, next up will be Emmett's POV and you'll learn about him and his family and see how he will Bella's Saving grace.