My Angel-True Pain

B POV-

Today Charlie was off. He didn't go to work. This morning he went to the store and picked up four 24 packs of beer and two bottles of extremely strong wine. I shuddered at the thought of Charlie home alone with all that liquor. He still had a hangover from yesterday so he sat in bed most of the day. On the good note my truck is up and running again. I had Jake check it out and he fixed it. I was driving home from school. I was humming to forever and always by Taylor Swift. I love that song it makes me feel like it's written for me. I remember when Edward said he won't leave me; he would be with me forever and always. I sighed as I pulled in the driveway, ready to face more beatings from Charlie. I get them more and more often. Now it's every other day. I walked in to see Charlie waiting for me at the door with a belt in his hands. He yelled "ISABELLA MARIE SWAN, WHERE WERE YOU TODAY, I HAD TO MAKE FOOD BY MYSELF"! I cringed "at school Ch-dad" I stuttered. He growled and hit me with the buckle end. Then I ran into my room, locked the door and called Carlisle. My cheek was bruised and bloody from where Charlie hit me. This is not good, I have school tomorrow, he usually thinks before he beats me so he only hurts part of me where no one will see. But this is plain in sight. Tears was streaming down my cheek, I needed Edward more than ever now. Carlisle picked up, he asked what was wrong. I told him that I was seriously hurt but I couldn't go out because it will be worse. He said he would send someone to get me through my room. I sniffled and told him ok, my voice breaking. He hung up. Two minutes later there was a knock on my window. I realized it was Esme. She saw me and pulled me into a hug after I opened the window to let her in. she threw me over her shoulder than crawled out the window. When we got to the Cullen household I was passed out. Esme rested me on the couch in Carlisle's study. He was sitting in on the mahogany desk when we went in. "oh dear, what happened Bella" he asked. I winced as the tears burned into my cheek. Just then, Alice barged into the door, yelling "Bella, I am sooo sorry, I tried to tell them but they didn't listen". I smiled a weak smile and said it okay Alice it wasn't your fault, it was going to happen either way. She sobbed dry tears and sat on the chair next to where I was lying down. Carlisle sprayed disinfectant on a cotton pad and rubbed it into my wound. I winced at the burning pain. Then he took a wipe and cleaned the blood from my face and stopped the bloody nose that happened also because of Charlie. I wrinkled my nose as the smell of alcohol filled the room. It reminded me of Charlie's breath after he drank a lot of liquor. I passed out at the memory.

E POV-

Oh My gosh, Bella was unconscious when I walked in Carlisle's study because I smelled all the blood. It was Bella, my venom was flowing as I ran out the door, afraid that I might hurt My Angel even more than what happened. I read the mind of Carlisle it was full of worry for Bella. I ran to the meadow-my sanctuary, a place where is always peaceful. I winced as the scenes replayed in my head. My Angel, lying down, blood all over her face and tears scattered around her breathtaking features. She never fails to take my breath away-good thing I don't have to breathe. I laughed to myself.

B- POV-

I wasn't crying because of the pain inflicted on my cheek. It was the emotional pain. That was the true pain. Physical pain fades away on its own but emotional pain doesn't by its self. It depends on how bad the pain is, mine was horrible, just think, your beloved father in some sort of trance that leaves me broken. It shatters my already shattered heart. Family is the second best thing-after Edward. That is gone. When Edward broke my heart it left me worthless. When Charlie breaks my heart, I am nothing, gone, wasted. I don't want to live anymore. I wished I had died when I jumped off that cliff, what seemed like so long ago. I didn't wake up, I was in my own little world. I saw memories pass by my head. Happy memories, sad memories all mixed up into a jumble. I remembered the happy times me and Edward had, the sad ones, the break up, and Tanya. Then family memories came into my head, Renee and I at the statue of liberty, Charlie and I in the Lodge eating steak and cobbler, Phil and Renee's wedding, dancing, karaoke nights, game nights. I sighed. I realized true pain isn't broken hearts, it's when emotional pain is so deep that it cuts into your soul, making it spiritually pain. That's the kind of pain that breaks you beyond repair. True pain… true pain….

Awwwww.i cried writing this chapter. *sniffle* Please review. This is too sad. Poor Bella and Edward. Will they end up together or not?