A/N: Thanks to my reviewer and especially to IamStalkingu for catching my error in chapter three. Thx and I fixed it so it makes sense. I have no idea what happened. Well, enjoy!
BeccaMarie56
Chapter Four
Flaskback:
"Daddy! Stop please! It hurts!" I cried as Charlie's hand whipped across my face. I whimpered in pain.
"Charlie, please don't hurt Bella. She did nothing." Renee pleaded as Charlie took his belt off from around his waste and whipped Renee with the belt buckle.
The belt whipped Renee in the back of the head causing her head to jerk back as she cried out in pain.
"MOMMY!" I cried as I crawled over to her noticing that she was unconscious.
"Get away!" Charlie screamed. He grabbed my mom by the hair and pulled her into the bathroom. Then he did the unthinkable, he threw her faint body face down into the tub and turned on the water while plugging the drain.
That was my chance to call the police. 'It might be the only thing that could save my moms life.' I thought as I dialed 911.
"Hello, how can I help you?" A kind, caring voice asked,
"M-My Mom is b-being beating. M-my- Charlie is drowning her. Help! He i-is going to k-k-kill her." I sobbed as I told the lady what was happing.
"Okay honey, where do you live?"
"718 Coconut Drive. It is the bright yellow house on the corner near the market."
"Okay. Help is on its way. Do you want me to stay on the phone with you until the paramedics get there?"
"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Charlie roared.
I could here the lady on the phone, "Hello? Hello? Are you still there? Hello?" But I didn't have the courage to speak.
Charlie came running through the kitchen screaming at me. On his way past the stove he grabbed a pan of boiling water that was going to be used to make dinner tonight.
"Please Charlie don't. I-" I tried to get out of the way, but gravity was to fast. The steaming hot water came pouring down on me. Blistering my fair skin immediately.
"AHHHH!!" I screeched out in pain. It hurt so bad. This was worse than anything that Charlie has done in the past five years.
Just then I heard the front door being knocked down. A couple of seconds later, 5 men came rushing into the kitchen. Two of them were restraining Charlie, and two were tending to me. The other person was calling for back-up.
To one of the men helping me I said, "M-my mom…in the bathroom…HELP HER" I stuttered, while worrying about Renee.
As I heard sirens coming down my street I started to worry even more.
A couple of seconds later, three people came rushing into the house, around the mess in the kitchen carrying equipment with them. One was a gurney, and the other was one of the machines that they used to re-start a heart. I think that it is called a defibrillator.
I freaked out when I saw the defibrillator and asked the man that called in for back up, who was know tending to my mom, "Is she o-okay?"
I tried to get up to go check on my mom but the man said to stay put and "Your mom doesn't have a pulse but we are going to try and start her heart back up. Don't worry, we will try everything that we can to help her."
But that was when reality kicked in. My mom was going to die. No. She couldn't. She can't. I need her.
End Flashback.
"Bella? Bella its okay. It's just a nightmare." My nurse said to me. I was crying and screaming at the horrific memory. I just wanted my mom.
"W-why me? Why d-d-did it have to be? What did I do to de-deserve this? I need my m-mom. I c-c-can't do this!" I cried.
"I know. I am so sorry. Is there anyone that you want me to call to be there for you?" The nurse asked kindly.
I thought for a minute and then thought "Ms. Davore."
"What? You want your social worker to come?" The nurse asked confused. I nodded. "Umm...Okay. I will call her. Just give me a couple of minutes." The nurse rushed out of the room and came back a little bit later.
"I called her and she said that she would be here as fast as she can. Are you going to be alright until she gets here, or do you want me to stay here with you?"
"Umm...I think that I will be alright. Thanks though." I said. As the nurse left, I let my mind wonder about the book that I was reading, which I really wish that I had right now.
About a half hour later, well at least I think that it was a half an hour later; I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in." I said. Ms. Davore walked in and came up to the side of my bed. "Bella what's wrong?" Ms. Davore asked concerned.
"I…..I just really need someone to talk to. I mean, I miss my mom so much. And I still don't get why this is happening to me. Not that I am perfect or anything, but I don't remember doing anything so bad to deserve this." I stated, sobbing at the end. Soon I felt warm arms come around me. I surprised myself but letting her, and I ended up putting my arms around her too.
"Bella……I am so sorry. I don't think that you deserved this either. I know that you probably hate this saying but, everything happens for a reason."
"Ughh…Now you sound like my mom., Ms Davore." I laughed. For the first time in a very long, four years. Ms. Davore laughed to. As we pulled away from the hug I looked at her and she said "You don't have to call me 'Ms. Davore'. It sounds too professional. You can just call me Rachel."
"Okay, Rachel. Thanks. It is much easier talking to somebody when you are on a first name basis." I said with a small chuckle at the end. 'God, it feels so good to laugh.' I thought.
"So what do you want to talk about?"
"I don't even know anymore. Just you being here makes me feel better." I said with a smile appearing on my face.
"Well I am glad that you feel that way, honey." When I thought about it, I realized that Rachel really did care about me. And she was not just my social worker but the only person that cared about me.
"You can go home if you want. You don't have to stay with me anymore. I think that I am going to be okay."
"Well, since it is 7:30, I think that I will stay because I was going to come by early this morning anyways." Rachel shrugged.
"Okay. So what do you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Well, let's save the chit-chat for later. How about you get some more sleep. I think that you need it after being up this early. Unless you want something to eat. Are you hungry?"
"Now that I think about it, eating does sound good, except that nasty hospital food. Do you mind getting my nurse for me so I can get something?"
"I could, but if you don't want hospital food I think that I could run to the store and sneak some food in here for you. Do you want me to do that?" Rachel said with a smile.
"You don't have to do that. I mean, it could get you into trouble couldn't it?" I couldn't forgive myself if Rachel lost her job because of me, and just sneaking food into a hospital.
"Don't worry about it. I did it all the time with people that I used to work for, but then they got adopted, so that is why I am on your case, but anyways, back to the subject. What do you like?"
"Umm, I'll eat anything. But please get yourself something. I don't like eating and people just watching me. It makes me feel selfish." I said shyly.
"Okay, then I will be back in about 15 minutes. Just try to rest until then please. I don't want you getting sick because of no sleep." Rachel scolded.
"Okay. But I will be waiting." I turned to my side that was facing the window to attempt to sleep. Rachel left the room a couple of seconds later.
A/N: So do you like it?? It was a little bit longer, I think. So if you like it or hate it review and tell me why plz!! I am still sorry about not being able to update the last couple of days. But I will go and type the next chapter when I get this posted. But remember, I still like reading my stories.
xoxo,
BeccaMarie56