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Ch 4: I'm no Damsel in Distress.

Pull yourself together Bella. No one knows that your boyfriend has taken to beating you like a punching bag.

I stand up from where I had fallen in the shower. Turning of the water, I step out, wrapping the big white towel around me.

I head towards the mirror and throw my duffle bag on the counter, pulling out my blue skinny jeans, black lace thong and matching black lace bra and my black v-neck shirt.

I gently cover up my eye, as best I could. My eye was not really for any other kind of make up.

Edward knocks as on the door as I finish braiding a fishtail braid into my hair.

"Come on." I turn towards the door.

Edward slips in and smiles, "Hey."

"Hey, yourself." I smile, and throw my long light brown hair back. "Thanks for the shower, it was amazing."

"Glad I can be of help." Edward grins, looking me up and down.

"About the marks and the bruise.." I start.

Edward cuts me off, "Don't worry about it, it's not my business."

I step towards him, "No, I want to explain, its really embarrassing actually."

He stares deeply into my dead brown eyes.

Can he see my deep dark secrets?

I stare back into his beautiful green eyes, "I'm really clumsy and when I'm drinking or been smoking pot. I kind of end up walking to into things." I smirk, staring at his face.

I'm not clumsy, I'm just stupid. And I've become everything I was running from.

"Well, that's just funny." Edward laughs lightly, pushing a hair off my cheek and behind my ear. My heart flushes. I just meet Edward but I feel like I've known him forever. He feels safe.

I would've blushed if I remember how. I smile. Stepping into the space between us.

What am I doing? Am I asking to get killed?

Edward phone buzzes in the main room, he coughs, "Uhh, I should get that,"

I nod, "Right, yeah. I should get back too."

He turns and heads out of the backroom.

I turn and look at myself, my eyes looked a little brighter then before. That's weird.

I dismiss the thought as I grab my bag and head out of the bathroom.

Edward is on the phone, pacing around and speaking in French.

I start towards the door, when I hear Edward, "Hang on, I'll call you back."

Delilah runs towards me, and jumps up, "Hi Baby." I whisper holding her close, kissing her little head.

"Sorry about that," Edward says apologetically.

I look up at him, "It's all good, thanks again for shower. And just let me know whenever you want me to look after Delilah." Delilah barks at the sound of her name.

Edward looks down at his dog, then back at me, "Of course. She really like you."

I smile, "I really like her. Give me your phone and I'll add my number, and just text me anytime."

Edward nods and grins, "Sound great." I hand him Delilah and he hands me his Iphone.

I send myself a quick text just so I have his number already.

"Okay, Great, well I guess I should get going." I'm sad to leave them. Edward looks sad as sad as I feel. "Yeah maybe."

I step forward and wrap my arms around his buff muscular body, "Thanks Cullen." I kiss his cheek, as he squeezes me back. I want to kiss his lips.

The door opens behind me, and four body shuffle in.

"Shit. Sorry Edward," a boy with a French accent says behind me.

Edward and I step back from each other.

"Hey Guys, This is Bella, Jacob's girl. Bella, the guys." Edward smiles at his band mates.

I smile and wave, "Guys."

The one with a square face and light brown hair spiked into a faux hawk, "Hey I'm Peter." I shake his hand.

"Jasper," He's got these beautiful piercing brown eyes, my eyes used to look like that. I sigh but smile at Jasper.

"and Emmett." Emmett has a cute baby face with a buff body. He holds a camera.

"I hope you don't mind being on camera?" Emmett asks, laughing.

"No, its all good. Well it was really nice meeting all of you." I smile, heading towards the door.

"Yeah, you too." they are all say at the same time.

Edward comes up behind me, "I'll text you later?"

I smile, "I'd like that," I turn and head down the hallway.

"Dude, what the fuck are you thinking?" someone says to Edward unaware that I can still hear them.

"You said that's Jacob's Black girl. He's a fucking beast when it comes to his girl. He maybe small but he is a monster." Emmett gasps.

"She could use a friend." Edward mutters. "You don't understand how lonely she looks."

"Edward, I know you have this need to say girls. But be fucking careful unless you have a death wish." Jasper says, calmly.

You don't know the half of it. I tune them out, trying not to think of what waits for me when I get back.

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