Chapter 3

"This tastes so good!" My sister says, taking another bite of her ice cream. I stare at her in awe, wondering how she could deal with all of this.

She was so happy with Jacob. I saw them, saw how she looked at him; she looked so in love. She laughed all the time and had a twinkle in her eye. She blushed every time she looked at me, smiling slightly. I was so happy for her.

And then Jacob just had to fuck it all up and sleep with Victoria! How could he do that to my sister? Why? Why would Victoria do that to her only sister? Sure, they never got along, but still!

When I saw Bella after she found out about the two of them, I didn't recognize her. She looked...broken. Too skinny, too pale, no twinkle in her eyes, no smile on her face. I never realized how severe her condition was until I got a call my dad one day. He was freaking out; crying and whimpering and yelling and more crying. I was on a movie set at the time, just about to shoot the first scene. I got the call, and then immediately went to the director. I told him I couldn't be in the movie, that he would have to find a new lead. He didn't question me, just let me go.

I hopped on the first flight I could get and waited anxiously the entire flight. When the flight landed, I hailed a cab and told him to drive me to the hospital. He went as quickly as he could, probably hearing the urgency in my voice. When I got to the hospital, I saw Jacob. He looked worried, and you want to know what I did? I walked right up to him and punched him in the face.

I left him, bleeding on the floor and went to go find my sister. I found her in ICU. I couldn't go up to her, I couldn't go and hold her hand and tell her that everything is going to be okay. No, I can't do that. All I can do is help her get better and support her.

"Hey, are you going to finish that?" Bella asks me, pointing at my ice cream with her spoon. I shake my head and hand it to her. "What were were you thinking about just now?"

"That day." I say, just staring at her.

"Benjamin, I'm fine. I'm better now," Bella says, taking another bite of her ice cream.

"Bella, I don't know. I see you now and I don't know if you're happy. You haven't dated anyone since you broke up with Jacob. I'm worried about you." I say, taking her hand. She slips it out of mine and glares at me.

"I said I was fine," she growls.

"Isabella, don't you dare take that tone with me. I deserve the right to be worried about you. I almost lost you that day."

Bella sighs and sets her spoon down in the empty bowl, just staring at it. She looks up at me with tears in her eyes and her chin is quivering. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Bella. Please don't cry," I say, wiping away her tears.

"I'm so sorry. Swear I didn't mean to scare you. I was just so tired of feeling all the pain and betrayal. I just wanted it to go away," Bella sobs, crying into her hand.

Shit, need to get her home.

"Come on, Bells, let's get you home." I help her up and into my car. I drive her home quickly and take her inside. I tuck her into bed and pull the covers up to her chin. She falls asleep immediately.

I just look at her sleeping form. I kiss her lightly on the forehead and walk to the door, turning off the light. I leave the door cracked opened, so I could hear her if she woke up. I walk downstairs and start the dishes.

As I am closing the dishwasher, I hear the doorbell ring. I glance at my watch, 11:30. Who the fuck would be coming to my sister's house at 11:30 at night?!

I grab a dishtowel and dry my hands as I walk to the door. Opening it, I almost tear off the doorknob.

"Jacob," I say through clenched teeth.