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Ahaha. Anyway. Beforeeee I start chapter threeeee, I have two quick replies;:

-Inu-ru831: Sorta. You're On the Right Trackkkk.

-Chriss128: hahah. Yess we'll deffinatly see more Edwarrdd.

I'm disappointed thoughhh. I was totally hoping people would be predicting what would happen & suchhhh. /

Byythewayy, for all you confused, yes. Edward is the one Bella goes to, when she feels depressed, or when she cuts. You'll see a bit more of his role in this chapter, along with feelings for each other. Now, before I give you every main detail in the author's note, I shall let you go on & read the story. Again, review. It'll make me smile like a little kid on Christmas day, or whatever the simile iss (:

As her tears stopped, and the front door unlocked, Bella began to regain herself. Pulling up her phone, she called Edward. She swore under her breath though, when reaching his voicemail. "I need you" is all she said. Yet, those three words ment so much more. She needed him physically, to wipe the new tears, to press his cold hands on her burning hip, to hold her while she slept. Yet, she needed him emotionally even more. To be there when she broke, to tell her he loved her, because that was Edwards job. He was the one to make her feel like she actually has a reason in life. He was like a guardian angel, the one who knew everything about her, and the one she'd tell anything to. Though she'd never say it out loud let alone admit it to herself, she never needed someone so badly. She felt horrible cutting, when she knew how he felt about it. This time though, she had a good reason…

"Tell me something" He said. It was around two AM, & once again Edward was lying in bed with Bella, her shorts off, with ice on her newest cut. To anyone else, this would look wrong, but to Edward the only thing wrong with the picture was the fact that Bella was hurt. "You Know everything about me Edward" Bella replied, sighing and wiggling a bit. "Its itching for some reason..." Edward but Bella's hand over the ice, as he gently pulled down the right side of her underwear, and checking out the semi-deep cut. Dragging his hand slowly across his hip, he frowned a bit. "It's bad. I don't think I've seen one this swollen." He got off the bed, and went to her the hidden drawer in her closet. Grabbing the extra bottle of hydrogen peroxide, a towel, and another pair of underwear for Bella, he slowly crawled back into bed with her. "Here" He said, handing her the new pair of underwear, "Take these. It must be the fabric from the other pair." She nodded, pulling the covers over her and throwing on the new pair.

"What'd you use?" Edward asked quietly, as Bella pulled the covers back down. "& why…there?" She shrugged, "Charlie's knife." He shuddered, and she nodded, taking his hand in hers. "And... I guess, because that's where my first one was done. I Guess, it was to prove that I've made absolutely no progress. Two years, and no progress." She shook her head, aggravated. "No god damn progress.. I should have forgotten. I should have stopped." Small tears began to fall, as Edward pulled Bella close to him. "Shh, shh. You'll wake up Charlie" he said, keeping his hands around her. She shook her head again, cradled in Edwards arms. He glanced at the clock, and slowly started to get up. Bella took his hand, and smiled weakly. "Please?" a small smile came to Edward's lips. "I'll see you in four short hours, No longer. Get some sleep." He whispered against her cheek, kissing it. "I love you Izzy."

At the sound of Bella's scream, Edward cursed. "Bella! Bella! WAKE UP." She shook her, attempting to get her to awake. Instead, she shouted back, still obviously in her dream. "No. Help, No! Get Off Me!" Edward shook Bella again, finally succeeding in waking her up. "You'll wake up Charlie.."

"Too damn bad, it's too fucking late for that"

Edward removed his hands from Bella, despite her pled. "I'm so sorry" she whispered. Charlie ignored her comment, and looked at Edward. "What are you doing her rapist!? Don't you understand the power of a lock?. & You!" He turned toward Bella, "Did you just want a quick fuck? Out of everyone Bella, you should know not to trust him" The way he said his name, filled with venom, Bella lowered her head, nodding in agreement. Charlie calmed down a bit, and turned toward Edward again. "Do your parents know you're here?" "No Sir" Edward said, "I shall go now." He nodded a goodbye to Bella, and turned to leave. Bella quickly wrapped her arms around him, turning him to face her. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have screamed, it was a stupid nightmare…" Edward smiled, "Its okay. I'll be back tomorrow." He kissed her forehead, and carefully walked down the stairs. He frowned on his way down, feeling pity for Bella, who must now face Charlie alone, and sorrow for what he know would happen once Bella was left alone, each hidden spot holding different tools, and different stories.

Edward went home, and stared at the ceiling.

Charlie left, only to complain about being woken up two hours early.

&Bella, she was left alone to find herself the razor.

A/n: Alright, just so you all know, this is the last chapter for a while,

where Bella cuts. I'm getting tired of writing her so depressed. So, yeah. Lol.

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Lol. :b Short chapter. I'm sorryyyy.

I myself am not a fan of this chapterrrr. 

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