A/N: Here's chapter two. I hope you like it.
As always I do not own Twilight.
Behind Open Doors
Chapter Two Loss
"I have made arrangements for Isabella to be elsewhere," Dr. Cullen, Edward's father was saying looking at his son.
Edward gritted his teeth.
"You have no right," he said coldly, "She is my wife!"
Dr. Cullen laughed shaking his head at his son.
"Isabella Swan is no wife of yours, son and neither will she ever be. The two of you were never married. I have arranged for you to marry Miss Hale."
Edward growled at his father's words running his fingers through his hair.
"I am not interested of marrying Rosalie Hale," he said, "I only want Bella."
"We will see about that; say son who much does Miss Swan mean to you? Do you cherish her life?"
He looked at his father trying to see if he was truly serious and it frightened him when he realized that he was.
"What did you do to her?"
"I put her where she belongs, far away from you. Now the Hales are coming for dinner and I expect you to be charming and polite towards Miss Hale."
"Where is Bella?"
Dr. Cullen crossed his arms.
"Listen son, you will never see her again. She is not good for you; she is not a suitable wife for my only son."
"Please father, tell me where she is," Edward begged.
It had taken an engagement to Rosalie Hale for his father to finally tell Edward about Bella's whereabouts and when he did find out he was terrified. His Bella was at a mental institute. What had his father done to the love of his life?
The first time he saw his Bella after his father had taken her away was when he had visited her at the asylum. Her long brown hair was gone; they had shaved her head he realized, but even so she still was beautiful and she still looked like his Bella. She was skinnier now but her smile as she saw him was the same.
"Hello," he said.
"Hi," she whispered.
"I do not want her to come here."
Not knowing what to really say he just said, "I understand."
"Bella," he said softly.
She was so close now – if he reached across the table he would be able to touch her skin. Her hands were on the table and he gently grabbed them in his reveling in the warmth of her tiny hands. Her big chocolaty eyes were looking at him.
"I know that you might not want to hear this but I am deeply sorry for this. I know that sorry isn't a word that you might want to hear but I don't know what else to say," he said looking down at their joined hands. Hurt flashed in her eyes and he swallowed. He truly hated this, he hated the fact that he had hurt her and was hurting her still.
Too soon he and Bella parted their ways and he returned home and she returned to wherever she was residing in that horrible place.
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