Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the ones I make up and the plot.


No Boundaries: Chapter Two

She took me to my balcony and I wondered how she knew where my room was.
"Twilight," I heard Bella say softly, "so sad." She shook her head with misery.
"Well," she said optimistically, "Why don't we try and get to know each other?"
"Twenty questions?" I suggested.

"Sure, you can go first." She leaned against the railing, staring at the sunset.
"How old are you?" I asked. She responded immediately, "Twenty, turning twenty-one September 13th. What about you?"

"Twenty-one," I replied. "Bella," I said hesitantly, "Why would you agree to something like this?"
"My father," she said reluctantly. "He always wanted to literally be related to his best friend, in some way. So when our fathers turned eighteen, before they had us, they made a deal. Their children were to marry, just so happened that there were three girls and three boys." She huffed.

"It's stupid, idiotic. But my father made us swear we would and he had signed a contract. We couldn't allow your father to go to jail." She snuggled into her gray hoddie. "Guess we're stuck but, trust me if we're not married in a year, all three of us, including your father, will end up in jail and I don't want to end up in some place where cigarettes are currency." She shuddered visibly at the thought. I chuckled silently, but agreed with her.

"Can we go for a walk? I want get away from my thoughts for a second." I nodded my head as she started walking towards the door. I ran to catch up to her but she was already at the stairs, waiting for me to get there. "Come on," She said excitedly. I shook my head at the bizarre change of attitude.
She led me to the brick fence in our back yard. It was old and many of the neighborhood children would write graffiti on the wall. It was simple things like 'Jade loves Henry' or the old nursery tune about getting married. It bordered a trail leading to the forest; most hikers used the path every weekend.
Dad had put it up to ensure privacy from the noisy neighbors, not thinking about their children.

Bella went towards our trash cans, placed right next to the wall and far from the house. She hopped on top of the can, steadying herself before swinging her leg over the wall. "Are you coming?" she questioned as she swung her other leg over. I didn't steady myself as I followed Bella's lead, only hoping I wouldn't hurt myself. I fell over trying to grasp at the wall, only to fall on top of Bella, who was standing on the other side waiting for me.

"Aw, Shi- god," She exclaimed as I hurried to get off of her. "This is what I get for trying to hop a wall," she muttered bitterly. I examined her, noticing it wasn't bent in an awkward way. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"No, I think I twisted my ankle," she held her foot in pain. "I don't think I could make it back to the house. I swear it's this heredity gene, I'm so clumsy." She laughed. I held my hand out for her, ready to support the extra weight. She took my hand willing, and I was surprised to find she was so light.
We walked around the wall, back into the house, up the stairs, and into my room. I laid her on the bed, hoping she was right about her ankle being sprained, not broken.

Walking down the hallway, I stopped at Emmett's room, where I heard yelling, I was tempted to open the door, but decided against it. Emmett would never lay a finger on a woman. With haste, I made my way to Dad's office.

"Dad, could you check out Bella? I think she broke her ankle when we went for a walk." I said when I spotted him still in his office. My mother was sitting in the chair I had previously occupied. Her face showed the concern she felt for Bella.

My father grabbed a brace, just in case, and headed upstairs; I followed. Bella was still laid where I left her, but now she was propped up by the pillows at the head of my bed. Her foot was propped up too.
Dad chuckled when he saw her foot and I glanced at him in curiosity. "This just reminds me of what Charlie would say 'Not a day goes by that Bella isn't injured or doesn't have some sort of brace on.'" Bella's eyes watered and she looked down. I nudged Dad to stop talking and thankfully he took the hint and began putting her newly acquired blue brace on. "Sorry about the color, it's my wife's old brace. Back when the kids would make her chase them around the yard." He laughed again.

"It's okay, blue's my favorite," she responded. "Do you have anything for the pain?"
"Carlisle, could you get the Advil from my medicine cabinet?" I questioned. He walked into the bathroom and came out with the bottle and peculiar.

"This should knock you out for a few hours," he said as he handed her the bottle. She chugged down two pills and a bottle of water. "Keep off the ankle and get a lot of rest." Bella's eyes started to droop. Carlisle noticed this too and walked out of my room.

"Is your father a doctor?" Bella asked groggily.
"Yes, he's a cardiologist." I lie down next to her and put the cover over both of us. She sat her head in the crook of my neck, letting her thick brown her tickle my throat.
"I have a lot to learn about you family, don't I?" she asked rhetorically. I was getting tired myself, and closed my eyes. Again I thought of my little boy, Matthew. Would Bella like him?

- Second Chapter :D Thank you Mimi1997 for helping me rewrite. If you haven't already checked out her stories, they're awesome! I'm watching Cyberbully; it's the saddest movie ever. I've been a victim of cyber bullying so I know how it feels. People can be such assholes. They have no life so they've got ruin the lives of others, amazing and sad movie.