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CHAPTER 3:
[Edward's Point Of View:]

The day started out normal except for one problem. Bella wasn't there. I was worry. With the way she had spoke with me yesterday and how she'd text me saying not to pick her up this morning, I couldn't help it. I just wasn't like her.

'Edward...the teacher's about to call on you.' - Alice

"Señor Cullen puede traducir la frase en la pizarra, por favor," Miss Scarlet said. (Mister Cullen can you translate the sentence on the board, please.)

"Un héroe es un hombre que tiene miedo de correr," I asked, not even looking at the board. (A hero is a man who is afraid to run away.)

"Muy buena," she said, turning back to the board. (Very good.)

"Alice, can you see her," I whispered low enough that only she could hear me.

'No, Edward, I can' - Alice

"I'm gone go see her after school," I whispered.

'Remember...You take go right after school...Bella's grounded.' - Alice

TIME JUMP: AROUND SIX O'CLOCK

"You ungrateful slut," I heard as I drove down Bella's street. At first, I thought it was the Moore's, but I realised it was Charlie. Why was he yelling at Bella like that? He never usually yells at Bella.

I pulled my car into an old sideroad just up the road from Bella's andran to her house.

[Bella's Point Of View:]

"Ugh," I said, as I woke up. Everything hurt. I tried to remember what happened yesterday, but all I could remember was Charlie coming into my room and then pain...nothing but pure pain.

I looked around and saw I was on the floor. I stood up and swayed a little. I grabbed onto the bed post to hold myself up, when I saw the bruises. I had bruises on my arms, but what made me take another look was the bruises on my wrist. It looked like Charlie had tried me down to something.

I took a step and froze at the sharp jolt of pain that shot through me. I looked down and felt my blood turn cold. I had on my bra and my shirt, but that was it.

It took everything in me to get to the bathroom and lock the door before I started puking.

'He won't do that...He just won't do that to me.'

I thought over and over again. But to be honest I really don't him or what he would do to me anymore.

When I finally was done being sick. I went to look in the mirror. I wish I hadn't. My face was pretty banged up-black eye, swollen split lip, and a few bruise. My arms had some bruises and cuts, and my legs looked the same way.

I wasn't going to school. There was no way for me to explain this. And honestly, all I wanted to do was take a shower and crawl into my bed and cry. And I all did that. I got into the shower and I just broke down crying. I stayed in the shower until the water ran cold. I went to my room curled up on my bed, and I broke down all over again.

TIME JUMP: SOME TIME IN THE AFTERNOON

Bang...

I woke up to the front door being swung open and banging into wall.

"Bella...I got pizza for dinner. Come and eat," Charlie yelled. But I didn't move. I hear him walk up the steps. I pulled the blanket up over my head and closed my eyes. I hear him open the door and then walk over to my bed. I felt the bed dip down where he sat. He just pull the covers down and smoothed down my hair.

"It's alright, Bella...Everything's fine," Charlie sai. I hadn't even realized I was trembling.

"We won't have to go through this if you would just corroborate with me...we could be a happy little family," Charlie said, "We can go away. We can leave behind the werewolves and vampires."

"You lie...I'll never be happy with you," I said.

"No...You'll see you'll be happy," Charlie said, standing up.

"How can we be happy, when all you do is hurt me," I said, just as he reached the doorway.

"I'm doing this for your own good," Charlie said.

"No you're not...you're doing this because you can't stand the thought that Edward makes happy," I yelled.

"You ungrateful slut," Charlie screaming walking toward me. I had gotten up somewhere between my and him yelling.

"I'm not a slut...or a whore...or any of the names you call me," I screamed, and then Charlie slapped me. I fell onto the ground from the forcus.

"You need to learn to keep that mouth of yours, or else..." Charlie said, "If I say that you're not going to be some bloodsucker's personal bloodbank, you're not...I'm your father. You will listen to be."

"You're not my father...I don't know what you are," I said, looking up at him from the floor and handing my cheek.

The vein in his head started to pulse, and his face started to turn red. I thought he was going to hit me, so I was shocked when all he did was slam the door shut.

I heard a high pitched whine noise, and it took me a moment to realize it was coming from me. I heard a low bang and then a knock on my window.

[Edward's Point Of View:]

"You need to learn to keep that mouth of yours, or else..." Charlie said, "If I say that you're not going to be some bloodsuckers personal bloodbank, you're not...I'm your father. You will listen to be."

"You're not my father...I don't know what you are," Bella said, looking up at him and holding her cheek.

I was frozen in shock. This just couldn't be happening. Charlie couldn't be abusing my Bella. But looking at her now, I saw that it was true. My Bella was being abused...by her father.

I heard Bella quietly sobbing, and tried to open the window to get to her but is wouldn't move. I looked to see if Bella or Charlie had locked the door, but saw four screws in the window frame. The window was sealed. I could easily break the window, but that might scare Bella. So I knock on the door.

When she turned to face the window, my heart broke. Her beautiful face was bruised and her lip was split.

"Edward," she said, and then limped over to the window. I wanted to hold her..to tell her everything would be okay...that I'd get her away from Charlie. But what she told me next stopped me.

"He knows everything, Edward...I don't know how, but he knows...and if I don't stay with him, he'll tell everyone," Bella sobbed.

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