I sincerely apologize for taking s long to write, but I went to Texas and we spent the weekend there. So, I'm trying to type as fast as I can so I can please my fellow readers. Well hope you guys enjoy this chapter, it kind of determines everything for the rest of the story. -Shalaina

BPOV

Chapter 3

Finally, she was done, and tried to hide what she was coughing into that rag, but before she could put it away, I saw it soaked and stained with blood.

I tried to stop coughing because I knew people were starting to stare. The pain in my chest was unbearable when I coughed. Finally when I was finished, I looked into the old rag I had brought with me incase I started in on this coughing again, and it was covered in blood. I knew this wasn't good, but I couldn't go to the hospital. They would ask questions, questions that I wouldn't, couldn't answer. What? I was going to use the same old 'falling' excuse? Even if I did they would ask why Charlie hadn't brought me in as son as it happened. But when it all came down to it, Charlie would run in the room on the verge of tears, asking what happened, if I was going to be okay, and try to sooth me. I would be wary against his touch. Even though he knew everything.

I looked around the table to see everyone looking at me with sympathy, "I'm fine guys, I just have a little cold. Nothing to worry about."

"Are you sure Bella? You could come by after school and have Carlisle look at you."

"Carlisle?"

"He's our adopted father. He's the hospital's new doctor."

"NO!" I answered a little to quickly, "I mean, I'm seriously fine. I don't need anyone to tell me what I already know."

I noticed Edward hadn't said anything when he's usually the first to speak up. I cautiously looked over to him, and he of course was also staring at me, only in panic.

"Edward, really I'm perfectly fine." Another pain rocketed through my chest, and I clutched it with my good arm. Gotta remember to talk less. I ground my teeth together.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked warily. I hesitated a few seconds then nodded.

We got up and walked toward the side exit, where no one ever goes because it's the least protection against the rain. But today it was just drizzling, but Edward still guided me to a nearby tree, with my arm still holding my chest gasping for air.

"Bella, I know there's something you're not telling me."

"No, there isn't!" I gasped out in a yell.

"What is it? What hurts?" He held his arms up in a an attempt to help me.

I wouldn't give into him and tell him. I couldn't risk his life in an effort to save my own, so I turned to go back into the school. I was almost there until my clumsiness took over, and I tripped on the edge of the concrete. Surface. I braced myself for what could be the worst pain in my life. I hope maybe Edward was close enough to catch my fall, but I heard him yelling my name as the ground spiraled toward me. I hit the ground, and screamed at the top of my lungs in pain. Edward reached me and felt my chest.

"Bella, my dad's a doctor, so I know enough to know that you can't get four broken ribs from the way you fell." he felt my arm, the one that he grabbed today and I had gasped in pain. He felt around my wrist, and I groaned, "You also have a broken wrist. Come on I'm taking you to the hospital whether you like it or not."

I groaned in defeat, and he lifted me off the ground. Suddenly everything went black.

EPOV

I felt her body go limp in my arms, but I could still see her chest rise and fall, so she just passed out. She still had her sunglasses on, so I carefully slid them off, to see both of her eyes black, and then suddenly her lip was bleeding, it had been busted open, but not from the fall.

"It'll be okay Bella." I said to her unconscious body, as I slipped her into my car. I quickly started it and sped to the hospital.

I carried her inside as soon as we go there, I carried her into the emergency building. I already knew some nurses there, but very few. But today I was lucky enough to find one I knew sitting at the desk.

"I need Carlisle, hurry!" I yelled.

"Oh my!" She panicked and paged Carlisle. Then I saw him quickly immerge from one of the doors down the hall.

"Edward! What are you doing here? Who is this?" He asked.

"This is Isabella Swan. She has four broken ribs, a completely broken wrist, a busted lip, and two black eyes." I said in a rush.

"You can tell me what happened later, son, but right now we need to get her in a room immediately, before those bones start to heal, and rupture the lungs in any way." He called to a team of nurses, and assistants and got a gurney to put Bella on. He hurried her into one of the hospital rooms, and started to put her back together. (A/N: Metaphorically that is.)

I wasn't allowed in the room with them, so I paced the halls. After a few minutes Carlisle came out.

"Is she okay?"

"We don't know. Her rib is completely misplaced, but the others are just broken, and her wrist is completely detached. A clean break. But I noticed in the x-ray that this didn't happen. The rib that has been misplaced, has been that way for a day or two, along with the other broken ribs. The same with her wrist. Her lip has already swelled, and is starting to go down, and the black eye will of course eventually heal."

"It's only been that way for a day."

"How do you know this?" I couldn't answer him, "Edward, you need to tell me how this happened."

"I went over to her house yesterday after school, and when I got there she had a scared expression on her face like she was scared of me, but it wasn't me she was scared of. When Charlie came home, Charlie is her father, he yelled at her, more like screamed. I had a suspicion that he hit her because she had bruises up and down her arms-"

"Yes, we noticed that, as well." He interrupted.

"Anyway, that's why I went over there, to make sure she was okay, and she was fine until Charlie showed up. She told me he had just had a bad day at the station, and she was completely fine. So, I left, but when I was walking to my car, I heard two crashing noises, both a few seconds apart. I ignored it and left. I feel like this is all my fault. I should have went back and helped her. She came to school like this, but came in around lunch. Charlie had to have done this to her, no one else could have. She drives to school so she couldn't of gotten mugged or anything. I feel so bad."

"You're saying, Charlie, the sheriff, did this to her? Edward, I don't think that would have happened-"

"No, it did happen. He did this! Who else would have?" I put my face in my hands.

"Son, this wasn't your fault. When Bella wakes up, she'll tell us what happened."

"No, she won't. I tried to get it out of her today, and she knows I know, she just won't admit it. She wouldn't tell a doctor, afraid that Charlie would find out and hurt her more."

"Trust me, we'll do our best to find out what happened."

Suddenly, a nurse came out of the room, "Doctor, she's awake."

I made a move to go into the room, but Carlisle stopped me, "Edward, I think you should go back to school, and tell the others what happened. You can come back after school is over."

"No, I can't leave her."

"Edward, you just met this girl, what, yesterday? Are you sure your feelings for her aren't that developed that you need to stay by her side every second? I don't want you to get hurt, son."

"I'm sure, dad. I can't help it. I'm too drawn to her."

He sighed, but nodded his head, and I moved passed him.

When Bella saw me, she looked confused, but relieved at the same time, "Edward? Where am I?"

"You're at the hospital Bella. They're taking care of you." I was right beside her and she frantically grabbed my hand. I felt a spark of electricity run through my arm, and I heard Bella gasp. She must have felt it too.

She quickly resurfaced, "Edward, I can't be here. What if Charlie finds out, he won't pay this hospital bill, I'll have to pay it myself, and I don't have the money! And I will be 3 times worse, if I go home. Why did you bring me here? I can't tell them Charlie did this! They won't believe me, Charlie will just come in and act innocent just like last time." She stopped herself before she could go any farther.

"Last time? He's done this to you before?"

She sighed and then her face contorted in pain. Then she recovered, and nodded.

She took a deep breath and began to tell me the story, "A few years ago. It was new years, and he caught me kissing a boy that I liked. He told me I was a slut, and didn't need to be kissing guys like that. I went up to my room, after he told me he would come up there and 'deal with me' later. Eventually, he came up. He kicked me around a little, then dragged me to the stairs, and of course, me being to weak to stop myself, I rolled down them. He brought me here then, and pretended to be worried. He told the doctors that my clumsiness had made me trip and fall down the stairs. I had a broken leg, arm, and a pretty bad concussion. I don't know what he'll do if he finds out you brought me here, and if he finds out I told you that-" She cut herself off, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. She suddenly realized she was holding my hand and then quickly took it away. I saw a beautiful blush display across her cheeks.

"Bella, don't worry. You'll be fine, but I won't let you go back with him. He's dangerous and I don't want him to hurt…you." I quickly said you before I ended up saying My Bella. That had the best sounds to it. My Bella. I wanted her to be mine.

"Edward, I have to go back. I can't tell anyone."

"Actually, Carlisle, your doctor is right outside, and he probably heard everything you just told me." As if on cue Carlisle walked in.

"I'm sorry to be eavesdropping, but I did hear everything Bella, and I have to tell the police or I may lose my job. I have to tell them this was an assault case. If they find out on their own things might now go smoothly." Carlisle gave her a reassuring smile.

"I can't." Bella broke down and started sobbing. I tried to sooth her but nothing helped.

"Bella, the police need to know. Charlie won't be able to hurt you like this anymore."

She finally gave in and nodded her head, "I'll call a detective. They will probably come and ask you some question if that's all right." She nodded and wiped the tears from her face.

"Are you hungry, Bella?" She nodded. She never ate anything that I saw. I could almost see her bones. I had to ask her, "Does Charlie feed you, or give you any money to feed yourself?" She shook her head and started to cry again.

"I'm gonna help you Bella. One way or another."

Okay, so are you happy Bella is going to the police? I am! HaHa. So I'll start writing the next chapter to make up for the days I didn't write. It will be up later tonight, I promise! Hope you guys keep reading! -Shalaina