My updating will be on pause starting tomorrow and branching out until the 22! Not looking forward to my time without my beloved fanfiction. I guess I'll have to settle for my fiancée (well, husband in a couple of days) instead….LOL.

EPOV, October 7, 2009:

Sadness.

That was the only word that could describe the look in Bella's eyes as she walked through the door into Biology five minutes late.

She handed the teacher a yellow slip of paper; meaning this had been an unexcused absence. Who missed a week of school due to an unexcused absence? Bella sat stiffly in her seat, never once looking at me or moving her eyes from her lap. Her lips were trembling rapidly, and her fingers didn't stop twitching the entire class period. I made these observations as worry crashed down on me.

Where had she been?

Class ended and Bella started to dash off, but I grabbed her elbow. A startled cry escaped her lips and she froze, practically slumping to the floor.

"Don't." She whispered, her eyes closed and her lips moving quickly, though she wasn't saying anything else. I loosened my grip slightly but she didn't relax her stance. A light sheen of sweat had broken on Bella's forehead, she started breathing heavily, and I saw the pure terror that suddenly formed in her beautiful brown eyes. Her head dropped and she started shaking. Immediately, I knew what was happening. She was having a panic attack. I had never been more thankful that my father was a doctor.

"Calm down, Bella. You're okay, I'm not going to hurt you." I whispered in a soothing tone, pulling a stool over to her but knowing that I shouldn't touch her. She practically fell into the seat, and I could see the pulse in her neck picking up speed. My hands starting rubbing between her shoulder blades as Bella started to shake harder and gasp for breath; her eyes going wide with fear and anxiety. "In through the nose, out through the mouth." I murmured, looking around desperately for help. I couldn't leave Bella, but she needed medical attention.

"Edward, what's taking you so long?" Alice stuck her head in the door and immediately paled at what she saw.

"Get the nurse down here, Alice. Now." I said in a soft tone, trying not to agitate Bella any further. Alice did what she was told, turning on her heel and running in the direction of the nurses' office.

The nurse and the principal appeared within two minutes, Alice following close behind.

"You can go now, Mr. Cullen." The principal said kindly. "You've done enough, thank you for the help."

I didn't want to leave her.

"Make sure she takes this." I hurriedly ripped a piece of paper from my notebook and hastily scribbled a note, fully aware that Rosalie now stood in the doorway behind Alice, tapping her foot impatiently.

Bella,

Please call me and let me know you're ok

Edward

I tucked the scrap into the book she had been reading and smiled a little at the title.

Wuthering Heights.

Rosalie huffed from the doorway, and I turned around, breezing past my sisters. I didn't dare turn around and look at Bella, although it was all I could do not to rush back to her side.

Her recent problems contributed to her behavior, that I was sure of. I remember Rosalie telling me how she freaked out when Mike Newton touched her arm, which was exactly what I had done. It had scared her.

How could I be so stupid?

And what could I be missing? There was something wrong with Bella Swan, but I knew she wasn't crazy. No. She was broken, and no one could figure out how to fix her. She was hurt, and no one could figure out how to help her. But I would try.

EPOV, October 9, 2009:

I needed to see her. I needed to see if she was okay. She hadn't called me, but I still needed to know.

I was sitting in the living room at my house, restlessly flipping through my Spanish notes.

"Is something wrong, dear?" My mother, Esme asked kindly, putting her magazine to the side. I saw Rosalie and Alice both peer up from their own study materials, their eyes giving away their curiosity.

"No…I'm just worried about a girl in my biology class." I muttered, struggling to sound indifferent. "She was supposed to give me her part of our lab, but she's been gone for the last couple of days." Rosalie look back down at her books very quickly, a strange look on her face. But Alice didn't look away suspiciously, she just smiled a little before picking her note cards up again.

"Well, why don't you go ask her about it? It's only 8 o'clock on a Friday night, she'll be home." Esme frowned. "Of course, unless she's out with friends or something."

"I highly doubt Bella Swan would be out with friends." She snorted, then covered her mouth with her hand, her manicured nails shining in the light of the fire. My father, Carlisle, who had been working on paperwork on the couch next to Esme, looked up at the mention of Bella's name. He looked back down again quickly, but I caught the look in his eyes.

He knew something.

"I'll go over to her house." I decided, putting my notes down and getting up. "I'll be home later." I called over my shoulder, slipping my coat on and patting my pockets to make sure I had my cell phone and car keys.

I only knew the area Bella lived in, because I remembered trick-or-treating as a child and stopping at Renée Swan's home on for than one occasion. But as I pulled up to the neighborhood, I couldn't recall which house was hers, only that it was part of the cul-de-sac.

Then, I spotted the familiar red truck that Bella was picked up in every day after school and knew this was the house. An upstairs window was on, as well as the porch light. I gathered the extra biology notes I had copied for Bella; a lame excuse as to why I was here. I walked up to the house and rang the doorbell without hesitation, feeling oddly at ease.

The door swung open and Renée stood there, her face tired and worn. She looked confused when she saw me, but did not turn me away.

"You're Dr. Cullen's son." She furrowed her brow. "Edward, right?"

"Yes ma'am. I'm also in Bella's biology class and wanted to bring her some notes she missed. And to see if she had finished her part of her lab." Renée's face fell even further and she pushed the hair out of her eyes.

"I'm sorry Edward, but I don't think Bella finished that lab." She said apologetically, smiling weakly. "But…wait here, I'll see if she'll let you in." Renée ushered me inside the cozy house and pointed me in the direction of the couch before walking lightly up the stairs.

I could hear her knock on a door, then soft murmurs. Renée returned only a few seconds later, looking agitated and a bit confused.

"She says you can come in." She said simply. "Take this up to her." She slid a plate into my hands; containing a sandwich and an apple. "She hasn't been eating much." Renée explained in a whisper before pointing me up the stairs. "First door on the right." She added; walking into the kitchen with her shoulders slumped.

I took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door.

"Bella?" I asked balancing the plate in one hand and holding her notes in the other.

"Wait." A strangled voice came from beyond the doorway and I waited patiently, until Bella eased the door open.

I saw her , and I knew. Whatever was happening to her……it was bad.

I will be updating this tomorrow and maybe in the morning on the 13, but no guarantee's. Please review and stuff!

Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie