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'This couldn't be happening. Not again,' I thought to myself as I ran through the forest. I stopped and hid behind a tree. I was amongst a group of trees, pretty well hidden. I had become good and finding hiding places. I sat down against the base of the tree, with my back against the tree. I wasn't sure if this was wise or not. On the down side I wouldn't be able to see him when he comes for the attack, actually maybe that was the upside as well.
'Bella!' He screamed. I flinched and pressed myself further against the tree, clutching my knees tightly against my chest. I hardly dared to breath. He was good at finding me. No matter how well I hid, he found me in the end.
'Don't you hide from me you stupid bitch!' He screeched.
Tears where pouring down my face. My head was throbbing- a reminder of what he could do.
I prayed he would go away. I asked myself what I did to deserve this. I was a good kid. I behaved for Charlie and Renee, I got a A in all my subjects. I got accepted into a decent college. Never once did I misbehave. So why was I being punished?
My prayer went unanswered. I could hear him coming closer. I shook in anticipation. This time I knew it was going to be bad. Worse then before. It always got worse. I was a fool to think he would change.
I heard him stop beside me. I shrank back into the tree, 'There you are,' He said concerned.
I glanced up at him against my will. His blue eyes were glittering with sadness, 'Why do you run from me Bella?'
His eyes changed to hatred, he reached out and shook me, 'Why do you run from me?' He shouted in my face. He threw me against the tree. The air left my body as I fell to the floor. I was silent, with tears pouring down my face. I didn't even raise my hands up in defense as he prepared for a blow. There wasn't any point. He only hurt me more if I tried to defend myself. I didn't even want to defend myself anymore. I felt defeated. I just wanted this to end but I couldn't help the gasp of terror, that left my mouth, as his fist flew towards me.
I jumped awake as I felt something damp on my forehead. I sat up quickly, making everything around me spin. I could make out an outline next to me. I focused on it and soon the blurriness left. It was a woman. A incredibly pretty woman, she had copper skin and long black hair. I gasped as I looked at the right side of her face. She had 3 red lines going from her hairline down to her chin. I pulled the blanket that covering me tightly around me.
She smiled, 'I'm Emily.'
I just stared at her.
Her smile faltered as she took in my scared expression.
'I promise I won't hurt you.'
I studied her face a while longer. Although the scars screamed danger, I knew by the concern in her features that she wouldn't hurt me.
I relaxed slightly. She gave me a tiny smile.
'Will you tell me your name?' She asked.
I didn't answer for a minute, but then against my will I felt my lips part,' Bella,' I whispered so quietly I wondered if she would actually hear me.
'Bella,' she repeated smiling, 'You know that's a really pretty name.'
I didn't respond. Instead I looked around the room. I was on a sofa in the corner of the room, with the television opposite. There was another, smaller sofa close by this one. I could see a few photos on the wall. My eyes were drawn to the window.
I could see a few trees a short distance away through the window.
I wondered where I was. Surely I couldn't have run that far?
'Where am I?' I whispered to Emily.
'In La Push,' She responded.
La Push?
'I've got to get out of here,' I said, standing up quickly. The room spun around me and I could feel myself starting to fall.
Emily steadied me, 'Bella,' She said pushing me lightly back onto the sofa, 'You're not going anywhere for a while. At least not until your wounds heal.'
Wounds?
I looked around me noticing the bowl of red coloured liquid and the blood-coated sponge.
She picked the sponge back up and pressed it against my forehead.
I flinched at the pain. She smiled at me in sympathy.
'It's not as bad as it could have been, 'She said as she cleaned my face, 'If Sam hadn't found you when he had…' She trailed off.
Sam? I had a feeling he was good… I could hear the love and adoration when she spoke his name. It seemed unlikely that she would like Sam if he was horrible but then how did she get those scratches?
'There. That's your face cleaned up. Your lucky none of those cuts need stitches.'
I just sat there while she picked up the bowl and left the room.
I wondered what was going to happen now. I shuddered in terror as I thought of the possibility of him finding me.
Emily came back in seconds later with another blanket. She pushed my shoulders lightly, making me lay down.
She placed the blanket over the other one, 'You should rest,' she said in a motherly tone.
I turned my head to face the ceiling. How was I supposed to rest when I knew he was out there searching for me. He wouldn't stop until he found me.
I wasn't sure what the time was. I wasn't really sure of anything.
I could hear hushed voices talking. It sounded like it was coming from another room.
'And she hasn't said anything else?' That male voice asked.
'No. She only said her name was Bella,' I heard Emily reply. Was the man she was speaking to Sam?
'She must have family somewhere looking for her,' the voice said.
'I know Sam but what can we do? She's not going to tell us willingly, at least not yet. She looks awful. Some of those bruises,' I heard her breath out heavily, 'They look like someone's inflicted them.'
It was quiet now. I could only here the sound of my heart beating quickly. How much would they figure out?
I felt a sting as tears rolled gently down my cheeks. I ignored the pain.
How I wished I could be young again, where the only thing I had to worry about was what Renee had packed me for lunch and cooked for dinner. She never did have the best ideas. I smiled bitterly to myself as I thought of Renee. I bet she wasn't worried about me anymore. She has Phil to take care of her now. I wasn't needed by anyone anymore. Renee had Phil, Charlie was the chief of police and that was his family. The few friends I had didn't need me in fact I hadn't spoken to them in so long they probably won't even remember who I am. So the question is what was the point of me still being here?
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