Chapter 2:

It hurt to talk so Dr. Snow had me writing on a small expo board from the nurse's station.

"Bella, do you know who did this to you?" Edward asked as I was trying to eat my lunch, but it wasn't working, I was in too much pain. It hurt to swallow and digest. I just nodded in response, his eyes widened.

"Who?" He asked.

I swallowed back extra saliva, "I can't, and they'll hurt me." I said with a cough.

"Use your white board please." Edward begged. "Bella, they would touch you." Edward said in a convincing tone.

They will, they stalk me. I wrote. I didn't want to discuss the topic. How did you get here anyway? I scribbled.

"Alice just started to get your visions of you being abused. She's coming in a few days." Edward said. My eyes brightened at the thought of Alice coming to see me.

"I knew you would like that." Edward smiled.

Who found me? I wrote and turned it to him

"I did, Alice said you'd be in Port Angeles and I smelled the blood. I called the ambulance as I saw you were unconscious and I was afraid your neck was broken and I didn't want to move you." He answered

Alice didn't see who did it?

"No, they weren't turned the way of the vision." Edward said. "All she saw was you being kicked and beaten." His voice was full of disappointment.

Charlie walked in and I quickly erased my board with my hand. Hi Dad.

"Hi Bells. You feel alright?" He asked.

I'm okay, my stomach still hurts.

"It will for a while hun." Charlie chuckled.

There was a knock at my door. Edward went to answer it. It was Angela

"Oh, Edward, nice to see you again." She greeted.

"Hey Angela." I greeted softly.

"Hi Bella." She smiled.

"Bella has to use the white board to talk." Charlie informed. Angela nodded understandingly.

"These are for you." She smiled and handed me a bouquet of tulips. My favorites. I wrote. Thank you.

"It's no problem really." She said. "So what happen?" I looked to Edward and he nodded.

"She was in Port Angeles and she was jumped in a sense. She's being stalked and abused." Edward said.

Angela gasped, "How bad?" She asked. I lifted my shirt to show my bloody bruised stomach. Charlie left the room, as Angela lifted her hand to her mouth to hide the shock; it was too much to bear for anyone. Angela closed her eyes and kept her hand at her mouth to wash her mind of the image.

"Well, I brought you your work you missed." Angela said after she recovered.

"Thank you." I said hoarsely taking in a sharp breath.

"Well, I better be going." Angela said. I waved.

"Angela, we'd appreciate it if you didn't share why Bella is in the hospital." Edward said.

"I won't even say I was here, but if you want I could bring you your assignments and lessons if you want." Angela smiled. I nodded. "Feel better." She said and walked out. I took in a breath and ended up coughing up a little blood, but Edward didn't seem to be phased by it. Edward's eyes were golden as if he had just hunted. I wiped my mouth and threw the tissue in the trash can by the bed.

Have you hunted lately? I asked on my white board.

"Before I came." Edward said. "Carlisle said you were going to be coughing blood every once and a while and I would be exposed to your blood if I came so I had to be prepared." He smiled proud of himself. I smiled and shook my head. "Can I get you anything?" He asked

A new stomach and ribcage would be nice. I joked.

He chuckled. "Anything else?" I moved over on my bed and patted the spot next to me. I felt like being held and wanted for once. I didn't care if he didn't want me in that way; all I wanted was his body next to me for once. He smiled as he walked over and he sat where I told him to sit and pulled me gently close to him. He put his hand on my stomach and felt the wounds. I pulled the table/cart to me and looked through my homework, Edward's hand still on my stomach. His touch brought back fichus flashbacks, but he seemed to say something to make them go away.

"I have no idea who to do this." I whispered. When I whispered it didn't hurt so much.

"I'll help you." Edward smiled and grabbed the white board and marker. He wrote out the problem and went over it and taught me how do solve the problem. It was a good thing he's gone to school for over 100 years. I would probably have to repeat my senior year all over again.

"Bella, you are needed for tests and CT Scans." Charlie said walking into the room. I looked up from my paper. "What are you doing?" His question directed to Edward.

Before Edward got a chance to think I spoke, "He was helping me with homework Angela brought over for me Dad, chill." I informed this information with acid directed to him and it shot pain all throughout my throat and airways. "OW DAMN IT!" I swore.

"Bella, do you know who did this to you?" Charlie asked.

"No," I whispered.

"Can you describe them?" He questioned.

"No, everything is so dark."

"I'm calling the station. The nurse is going to take you down for tests." Charlie said and walked out of the room whipping his cell phone from his gun belt.

Edward was able to lift me out of bed and into the wheelchair without it hurting. He tended to take the pain away with him just being there. Edward wheeled me out to the nurse's station after a nurse hadn't come in the room to get me.

"We were told Bella Swan was needed for some tests." Edward said to a nurse.

"Right, a nurse was supposed to get her." A nurse said.

"Well a nurse never came to get me." I said holding my chest.

"I'll take it from here." A different nurse smiled sweetly. She took me from Edward and took me to the CT Scan Rooms and took a CT scan of my lungs and chest. Dr. Gerandy came in instead of Dr. Snow as I was waiting in my room with Edward and Charlie.

"I've looked over the results and your lung is punctured by your fractured ribcage. A piece of bone hit it on contact, that's why it is so hard to breath and talk." Dr. Gerandy said.

"Is it fixable? Charlie asked.

"Yes, we would be able to fix it. We would fix the air that is under pressure by inserting a needle attached to a syringe to the chest cavity and the rest is simple but too hard to explain orally." Dr. Gerandy said.

"How big is the puncture?" I asked.

"The size of a thumbtack head," He smiled. "It's not that big at all."

"Who is qualified to perform this surgery?" Edward asked.

"Dr. Snow and I are the only one's here in this hospital qualified." He answered.

"Carlisle can do it do if you would like him to." Edward whispered. I smiled

"Is there any other questions?" Dr. Gerandy asked.

I shook my head and he nodded and walked out. "I have to head to the station to fill out paperworl, will you be okay?" Charlie asked.

"I'll be fine Dad." I whispered. He nodded and kissed my head and left.