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"Bella? Oh God." The southern drawl was easily recognizable.
"Jasper?" Bella's eyelids fluttered open and she noticed with great relief she was back on the Cullen's side of the line.
"It's me."
She searched for his face, her gaze grasping every image it could hold onto. She felt dizzy and the pain… Oh God.
"No." she whispered. She held her breath for several seconds before summoning the strength to lift her head. She was naked. Blood coated her thighs.
"Bella, who did this to you?"
But she wasn't listening anymore. Instead she turned her head away and allowed the sobs to come freely.
How long she stayed that way she did not know. How long Jasper sat beside her sending her calming waves as he whispered comforting words she could not fathom. Hours maybe. But when she could once again control her own thoughts only one thing came to mind.
"Jasper, you can't tell Edward what has happened."
"What?" he was clearly shocked.
"Jasper, please."
"No. You can't keep this a secret."
"Yes, I can. I will."
"Damn it, Bella!" he shouted.
When he saw her flinch away he sent her another wave of calm.
He tried for a softer tone. "This isn't something you can just hide. Alice probably knows by now anyways. I wouldn't doubt it if she was bringing Edward now."
She cringed at the thought. This would kill him. He would hate himself forever. Would she ever stop bringing pain to everyone she loved?
"Let me take you home." Jasper said softly. Keeping his gaze to hers, he slowly removed his shirt and wrapped it tightly around her broken body. "We can deal with everything when we get there."
She did not struggle as he lifted her into his arms, did not cry out as he ran at high speeds through the trees, and did not protest as he carried her to the front door of the Cullens' house.
She would face what she had caused. She had to.
Edwards POV
He heard him first, heard the familiar sound of Jasper's footfalls as he ran towards the house. He had been gone longer than usual on his hunt. The family had just started worrying.
"He's here." Edward announced to the tiny pacing Alice behind him. Her eyes shot up quickly and she raced to the front door. When she pulled the wooden mass back he heard Jasper in his mind.
It'sBella.She'shurt.
Edward's feet glued to the white carpet beneath as he dug deeper into his brother's thoughts. He saw Bella bloody, broken, her naked body strewn out on the unforgiving ground…
Edward,shewasraped.
"No!" the words came swiftly, angrily. He threw himself into the night air, found himself in the presence of the two, witnessed his Bella wrapped in Jasper's plaid shirt. Her eyes were distant and lost.
Calmyourself.Youwillonlyscareher.
Scare her? He lifted a hand to caress her swollen face. She shied away. No. No. No.
"Bella." He whispered, attempting and failing to keep the anger from his usually calm voice. "It's me. It's Edward. You're safe now."
She shook her head ever so slightly, lifting her eyes to meet his gaze. He had to stop himself from drawing back. There was so much pain there, so much hurt, so much fear, but worst of all there was so much guilt.
"I'm so sorry." She whispered almost inaudibly before slumping in Jasper's arms, not unconscious but unresponsive.
