Bella, my daughter and my son, Emmett were outside playing in the garden with there friends Rosalie, Edward, Alice, Jasper, Charlotte and Peter.
Jasper and Peter where brothers, there mother Jennie and there father Ryan Whitlock where wealthy and younger than any of the parents in the street.
Charlotte was an only child, her cousin Rosalie was here because her parents were divorcing, and her mother was moving in with Charlotte's widow mother, Helen.
Alice and Edward were twins, and close as ever, stuck to each others side. They were like soul mates, just not in a romantic way. There mother and Father were the oldest of the parents, but the nicest couple I'd ever met. Esme and Carlisle Cullen.
Then there was me and Charlie, we are so in love and I couldn't hope for a better life, we had social gatherings with all the parents down the street, having game nights and dinner at each other others houses. We were all best friends, a close nit group, like a big family.
I was washing up in the kitchen, watching all our thirteen year old children play, they were about to split up and play hide and seek. I had a soft smile on my face, cleaning the same plate for about twenty minutes, but I didn't care at that minute I was happy and our children were. Things were perfect.
Charlie came up behind me and started kissing my neck; I giggled and leaned into him.
"Charlie…" I moaned, in an attempt to warn him off, even though I didn't want it to.
"Come on Renee, they'll be fine, there playing fine in the garden and there thirteen, they don't need babysitting…" he said, burrowing into my hair and kissing it.
I gave in then and we both dragged each other upstairs, giggling and ripping each others clothes off. I kissed and he grabbed, then we both connected and it was heaven for both of us.
Twenty minutes later we came down to see all the children in having ice pops and heading back out to sit in the deck chairs, when I noticed Bella wasn't with them.
"Emmett, hunnie, where's your sister?" I said walking outside, they were all smiling and laughing, sucking on there ice pops, and sticking tongues out to see the colours of there flavour.
"Urmm, I don't know. We couldn't find her, I guess she's still hiding" he said, not turning to look at us and sticking his green tongue out.
"Bella!" I shouted as I walked about the garden, I laughed at her, always determined to win, just like her dad.
"Bella!" I shouted a little louder, starting to worry, when I still had no reply, I began to panic and ran back to the house. I ran past the curious eyes of the children and through the house, Charlie close behind me asking what was wrong.
"Bella!" I screamed as loud as I could, there was no reply, no whimper, no cry. No Bella.
I started running around the street, screaming her name, Charlie was calling his police friends to come and search the place.
I finally returned to the house, where the children where in tears, not understanding what was happening, I broke down in the middle on the room.
Crying hard, she was my baby, what had happened to her?
Was I just over reacting? Was she still just playing hide and seek?
"Emmett, where did she go to hide?" I asked, he wiped at his eyes and nose, sniffling.
"Urmm, the tree house I think…" I was up and running towards the Whitlock house before I even knew it. I got to the tree house, it was on there front lawn, the house in a big old oak tree. It had the most beautiful leaves in autumn.
"Bella!" I shouted again, climbing the tree house, I got to the top and looked inside. She lay there, in the middle of the floor, huddled and silently crying.
The spacious tree house was big; the yellow curtains were from the girls and the car posters the boys. There was little furniture, a radio a chair and a rug. Bella was on that rug, its yellow and blue pattern had dots on from her tears, but they weren't the only stains.
Big crimson circles surrounded her, as her body shook, I looked at her properly.
I had put her white sun dress out this morning and she had worn it, but the dress I saw now looked completely different.
It was dark red and had grass and mud stains, it looked like someone had run it through a wet muddy field. The blood clung to it. I didn't dare go near her, in case something was broken.
"Charlie!" I screamed, I fell to the floor at the bottom of the tree house, letting the sun and grass try to calm me. I needed to be strong.
Charlie came out and the kids followed all looking around, he came over to me and looked at me worriedly. He brushed my hair out of my eyes "Renee?" he question, I just looked at the tree house.
Before I could blink he was clambering up the rope ladders and stopped dead in his tracks…
"Call an ambulance!" he shouted, I could hear his boots stomping on the wood panels above me, it made me panic and I rushed to my feet.
"Don't touch her, she could have broken something or gone into shock, you could make it worse!" I shouted, more tears came and I blinked them away.
Sirens rung in the air, I could hear them getting closer and closer. Me and Charlie finally left her in the tree house, still on the floor; it was the hardest thing I had ever had to do.
"What's happened?" one of the paramedics asked, I just looked at them and shrugged, I didn't know what had happened.
"She's up here!" someone else shouted from the tree house, I could hear Bella screaming vaguely as they brought her down and strapped her to a bed and wheeled her into the ambulance.
The police then came and questioned all of us, took pictures and left to go see Bella.
I took Emmett into the house and made tea, Charlie had gone to the hospital with Bella and I needed to care for Emmett.
I heard the phone ring and I went to answer it, leaving Emmett to watch cartoons on the telly and eat his spaghetti.
"Hello" I whispered my throat still raw from screaming and crying.
"Hey, it's Bella…she…she…oh god Renee" he broke into sobs, and I presumed the worst. Starting to tear up I managed to ask what happened. "She was sexually abused…and has some internal bleeding, but they've said she'll be physically fine."
"Physically?" I asked, not knowing what that meant, but hoping for the best.
"It means she's mentally more damaged than she is physically. They don't know how bad any of it is yet, that just what they've told me. They've had to sedate her and then in the morning they want to see how well she's doing before she can come home, but it might be a few days" he said sniffling.
"I'm coming to the hospital." I said and put the phone down, I went and grabbed a bag from Emmett's room and went threw his clothes, putting him some pyjama's in and some day clothes, his tooth brush, some toys and sock and underwear.
I then went downstairs, putting on my jacket and grabbing my slip on trainers. I grabbed his coat too and then his sneakers, walking into the living room, I put his bag and stuff onto the chair.
I grabbed his plate and cup, putting them into the sink, I washed them hurriedly.
"Come on" I said sticking his coat on him, he could do it himself, but I wanted to do it.
"Where we going mum?" he asked, I just tied the laces on his shoes and bragged his bag. I walked us over to the Whitlock house and knocked, I hadn't realised how late it was.
They had probably hears and it made me sick that nothing could be kept private, but this wasn't gossip, it was the kids, not that I blamed them.
The light turned on and the lock turned.
"Renee, I am so sorry, I heard what happened. Do they know what's wrong? Can I help?" Jennie asked, Ryan behind her looking sympathetic.
"Urmm, would you mind watching Emmett for the night, I need to get to the hospital…?" I asked looking down at him.
"Of course, of Corse. Why don't you go fine Peter and Jasper, they should be in there rooms asleep, but I doubt It." she said smiling at him, he grinned kissed my cheek and ran off into there house.
"Are you going to be ok?" she asked looking at me cautiously, I nodded.
"Yeah, but I really need to get going, ill e here in the morning." I said walking away, toward my car.
"Ok, but take as long as you need, he'll be fine with us" she shouted so me, I nodded, not caring weather she saw me do it or not.
I got into my car and drove, not going anywhere in particular, just driving. I needed to get it out of my system before I got to the hospital.
If Charlie hadn't come up to me, she would be fine, she would still be her. It's his fault, why couldn't he just wait until tonight?
I arrived at the hospital and parked, it wasn't very packed, but inside was buzzing with noise and action, rare for forks.
I found Charlie, his head in his hands outside her room. I sat next to him, and sighed.
We didn't talk all night, just sat there like that; we had nothing to say to each other. I could blame him all I liked, but it was just as much my fault as his. I should have said no.
When morning came, the doctor approached us.
"She's awake, were going to asses her now…" he said, looking at us sympathetically now.
"Wait, I don't know what's even happened to her yet, so before you go asses her, tell me what's wrong with my daughter!" I snapped angrily.
"She seems to have been sexually assaulted…" wait what did that mean.
"What do you mean when you say that...?" I asked, dreading the answer.
"She was raped Mrs. Swan" he said gravely, looking at the floor, a ragged breath was taken in by me and it burnt my lungs.
"Carry on…" was all I said,
"We managed to stop the internal bleeding, she was beaten in the stomach and it caused some of her argons to feel strained, resulting in the bleeding. We removed the strain by feeding her fluids and taking the swelling off of her argons, she seems to have some extensive bruising though.
She was ripped in vagina from forced entry but we sewed her up and gave her some aanesthetic to stop the pain and any unpleasant feelings down there.
She may have some physiological problems, mentally she could be unstable but we don't know until we asses how much damage has been done. She was still in shock when they brought her in." he said, it was all too much; my innocent little girl was gone.
I nodded and stood to leave.