I was relieved when Emmett had dropped the subject about my bruise and continued driving to his house. It was quiet until Emmett started making jokes about sports and such. He actually had an easygoing personality, which was surprising. His demeanor and reputation at school was a scary one. Everyone was always intimidated about how large he was. He wasn't overweight or anything, he was just tall and buff. I, of all people, should know not to judge people by what other people say or how they look. I made a mental note to remember that and glanced out the window to see that it was still raining. It was ironic how the weather always matched my mood.

Mother nature is such a bitch.

Then I slowly began to realize that I was riding in a car with Emmett Cullen. The mysterious Emmett Cullen. He and his family tended to be reclusive, which was something that everyone thought was intriguing. If I was like everyone else, I would have probably been thrilled to be going to the mysterious Cullens' house. But I wasn't like everyone else and frankly, I didn't give a shit.

The only thing I cared about was getting the hell away and keeping my secret locked up safe. I was already risking too much. He had seen my wrists and my bruised face; it was just a matter of time until this all ended badly; even though things couldn't get much worse than they already are. I absentmindedly sighed and leaned back in my seat. Emmett gave me look and asked,

"What's wrong Sunshine?" I cringed at the nickname, that was what my mom use to call me before she died, before all this shit happened.

"Don't call me that." I said my voice falling flat. I tried to hide the pain behind my voice and looked ahead so he wouldn't be able to see my eyes. My eyes were the thing that always betrayed me. They would give away exactly what I was feeling. I could feel his amused eyes on me even if I wasn't looking at him. He clearly didn't get that I was being serious.

"But, Sunshine— I"

I interrupted him immediately, "I SAID DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I was looking at him angrily now. My blue eyes digging into his golden ones. He was looking at me intently, but eventually turned his full attention back to the road. Fortunately, it wasn't busy, so I doubted we would be hit by another car or something.

Then, suddenly, I heard a loud horn honk. I turned my head to see a Semi coming toward us. The driver was driving on the wrong side of the road and he was coming straight toward us. The bastard was either drunk or a madman. "SHIT!" I heard Emmett yell. He tried to swerve, but it was too late. The Semi hit us and everything went black. The last thing I heard was my screams and someone yelling out my name.

*Emmett's POV*

The Semi had hit us head on. The car spinned and flipped over. Finally, we were stopped moving. The car was upside down and had landed in the forest that was next to the road. We weren't that far from the house.

The smell of blood was burning my throat and my thirst felt almost uncontrollable. I cringed and looked over at Stormy. She was unconscious, bleeding from multiple places, and I was almost certain she was dead. The thought almost brought me to tears. I hadn't known this girl for long, but there was something about her that drew me in. That was the whole reason I talked to her today. She had such a dead look in her eyes and now she could actually be dead.

I heard people from the road calling 911 and trying to find the car the Semi hit.

I knew the ambulance would take to long to get here, so I did the only thing I could do. I pushed down the pain in my throat and unbuckled her seatbelt. I carefully got her out of the car, took her in my arms, and sped off to the house. I had to get to Carlisle as soon as possible. I wasn't going to let this girl die, not if it was the last thing I would do. I couldn't stop thinking about how it would be my fault if this girl died. If I hadn't got her all dirty and wet, then none of this would have happened. It was my fault.

"Carlisle!" I yelled at the top of my lungs when I rushed into the house at vampire speed. Every one of my family members showed up in less than a second. Alice looked worried. Rosalie looked pissed off as always. Edward cringed at my thoughts. Jasper looked in pain at the smell of blood like me. Esme looked worried and Carlisle looked the calmest out of all of us. I replayed the scene in my head for Edward as Carlisle took the limp body of the girl out of my hands and rushed off with her. I was left standing there with her blood all over me. I could hardly stand it. Her blood was like nothing I had ever smelt before. It was like the smell of alcohol for an alcoholic.

Under his breath, Edward muttered, "I know how you feel." I knew it wasn't meant for me to hear, but with super hearing, it was hard to dismiss it.

Alice stepped in front of me and gave me a reassuring look, "She'll be okay."

*Stormy's POV*

My eyes fluttered open and a dazed feeling washed over me. I didn't know where I was, at first. I looked around the white room and figured I was in a hospital room. I groaned in pain, everything hurt, but I wasn't surprised. Whenever I woke up, something would hurt. Whether it was from multiple beatings or I just banged myself up. This time the reason was different though. I had been in a car crash from what I remembered. I looked to my side and saw Emmett standing near the window, looking out of it. My eyes widened at the sight of him. He was standing there, unscathed and alive. I was surprised, yet disappointed, that I was alive too.

"E-E-Emmett?" I stuttered. He turned around and I knew he was surprised to see me awake. There was something else under his expression though…was it relief? I stared at him. It felt like I was actually seeing him for the first time. His pale skin contrasted with his golden brown eyes and dark brown hair. He was inhumanly beautiful. I mentally scolded myself and remembered that there were other things to ponder about rather than stare dreamily at some guy. That's what he was, just some unspecial, unimportant guy.

"Stormy?" He said clearly concerned. He had lost that easygoing personality that I had saw earlier.

"Yeah?"

"How are you feeling?" He said. He was still standing near the window as if he was afraid to come near me, which was weird. "Everything hurts…" I said trying to stay calm. I was panicking on the inside. I had barely realized I was in a hospital gown, meaning that a doctor or nurses had seen all of my wounds and scars. I praying in my mind that they would think that they were all from the car crash, but I knew they couldn't be that stupid. They would either conclude that I was abused or self-harming.

"Well yeah, you're pretty banged up." Emmett said still keeping his distance from me. I was barely listening to him as he explained what happened. My thoughts were focused on what my father would do to me when he found out about this.

If the Semi didn't kill me, he will.

Suddenly, another Cullen boy walked into the room. He was also pale, had golden brown eyes, and messy brown auburn hair. "Hey Edward. Stormy is awake." Emmett said to him. Edward looked pained as if he was hearing horrible things or seeing something bad.

"Emmett…I need to speak with you outside." He said clenching his teeth together.

*Emmett's POV*

"What's up?" I asked when Edward and I were out of earshot from anybody.

"Her thoughts…" Edward said clearly disturbed. He looked like he wanted to kill someone.

"What about them?" I said narrowing my eyes, trying to figure out what was wrong.

"Her dad…she…ugh…" Edward groaned and placed his head in his hands. I frowned at how he was struggling. He dropped his arms to his side and balled his hands up into fists.

"She's been raped and abused." He choked out.

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