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Epov

When my first class ended I was relieved it went by with out too many problems. My only concern was for Bella I think her name was. She had bruises everywhere and I could see an Ace bandage popping out from her shirt.

As she got up to leave the room she tripped so I wondered if she got into an accident of some sort because of her clumsiness. As much as I hoped that this was it, that she was just a klutz, I had a nagging feeling in my gut that it wasn't. She needed help of some sort and I wondered why no other teacher had noticed this before.

I could tell this wasn't the first time she had showed up looking like this because of the fading bruises, and scars all over her.

My next class went by in a blur with a similar speech on my part. There were also a few students ogling me for some reason. I was beginning to grow self-conscience. As I walked to the teachers lounge I thought of other teachers that would surly have noticed Bella's injuries. I thought I would talk to the gym teachers first.

Biggest waste of time in my life.

They ended up giving me the biggest speech on how 'we treat our students with up most respect and leave their personal lives out of our business.' Of course. I mean who wouldn't let their student get abused on a what seems like a daily basis. What the hell is going on in their heads? It makes absolutely no sense at all.

I decided to take matters into my own hands and talk to Bella myself.

Bpov

As I walked through the lunch line in the cafeteria and picked my assortments of food and place them on my tray I wondered why Edward was starring at me most of the time he was teaching. He wasn't staring in a rude way or being judgmental. He was just looking.

I took a seat at my usual table in the back of the cafeteria and sat alone like always. Or so I thought.

"May I sit here?" Asked my English teacher Edward. To say I was surprised would be an understatement.

"Uh, sure?" It sounded more like a question then an answer.

"Thank you, Bella it is right?"

"Yeah. Um, not to be rude or anything but why are you sitting with me and not with the teachers?" I asked curiously.

"I wanted to get to know some of my students. So, Bella, how did you break your wrist?"

A look of pure horror came over my face. I could almost feel the blood draining from my head and racing throughout the rest of my body.

"I… Uh… Well you see… I'm kind of a klutz and I fell down going up the stairs at home." Way to sound natural Bella.

"Are you okay Bella. You seem upset."

Suddenly I could feel every bump, bruise, and cut on my body. The pain was to much to bare, and it didn't come from the various injuries in my body. I could feel all the stress I had built up over the years from keeping my secret from the rest of the world. I felt every knot in my back and neck, and a horrible migraine way causing my whole body to shake. A quiet sob ripped through my body painfully as I tried to keep it in.

"Bella? Do you need to go to the nurse?" Edward asked with evident worry in his try-to-be-calm tone.

"N-n-n-n-o-o-o. I'll b-e-e o-o-o-k-k-a-a-a-y." I struggled through the sentence as another sob wracked through my body.

"Bella come with me please." Edward said as he stood up from his seat.

I stood up and took his arm for support. It felt as if a small shock came from his touch that I'm sure he felt by the way he flinched. I took hold of him anyway.

He took me to his classroom and took a seat in one of the students desks in the front row and motioned for me to sit next to him.

"Bella, you didn't fall up your steps did you?"

"No." My answer was short but in a way said everything.

"Bella, who did this to you?"

I shook my head side to side as a fresh round of tears took hold of me.

"Bella I can't help you if you don't tell me who did this to you." His statement was true but the real question was 'do I want to be helped?' I knew the answer immediately.

"Charlie… My dad." The look on Edwards face was one that said 'Why haven't you told anyone?' I didn't have an answer to his unasked question.

"Bella, we have to contact the police." I knew that he was going to say that, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that Charlie would kill me if anyone else found out.

"No! Charlie would kill me if anyone else found out about this!" More tears.

"Bella you need to calm down."

"Plus, where would I live?"

Epov

When Bella told me that her father had been the one to torture her this badly to the point where she couldn't even speak of him without sobbing I wanted to kill him. I felt very protective over Bella. She was a nice girl who doesn't disserve this.

"Bella we have to contact the police." After I said this I could see a look of pure horror come across her angelic face.

"No! Charlie would kill me if anyone else found out about this!" More tears came crashing down her already flushed cheeks.

"Bella you need to calm down."

"Plus, where would I live?" She had a good point about that. Foster care would do nothing for her because of her age. All she would need was a temporary home far awhile.

"Bella, you can live with me." She looked shocked by my statement.

"Edward I could never impose like that. Especially because you're my teacher, it would never be allowed." She had a point there.

"Well we won't tell anyone. Bella I can't let you go back to him knowing what happens at your house. And my sister Alice visits my house sometimes so you can use her room and clothes" I caught myself basically begging for Bella to live with me. She couldn't live anywhere else. I wouldn't allow it. I could provide her with everything she would need until she graduates.

"I don't know Edward. I mean I don't have anywhere else to go but are you sure that you want to?"

"Of course." That was the easiest question I had ever answered.

"Well, just for awhile I guess, but what about the police? Won't they want to know where I am going to live?" She had a point there.

"We can tell them that I'm your uncle." I proposed.

"Um. Okay I guess." I could tell she was still a little uncomfortable about the situation but being uncomfortable is better then getting beat on a daily basis.

I got up and grabbed my cell phone off of my desk. As I dialed 911 I thought about how this would effect Bella. Sure she wouldn't be hurt anymore, but would she be able to move on? I could worry about that later.

"Yes, I would like to report a child abuse." The operator connected me with the police department and I explained the situation and how she would stay with me, and they said they sent a cruiser to pick up Charlie. Bella would never have to see them again because they had already suspected him of abuse before many times so there was no point in making it any harder on Bella.

I told Bella the news and she responded by giving me a hug.

"Edward thank you so much for all you are doing. You have no idea how grateful I am to have met you." I held tight to her as she cried quietly into my chest.

I couldn't deny how much I enjoyed just having her in my arms. However twisted that sounds it's true. She is a very beautiful girl and I could tell she would be a very good roommate.

I know I'm moving a little fast with this story but it isn't about Bella getting abused so much as it is Bella and Edwards possible relationship. So keep that in mind when you review!

-twilighter1357