A/N: Ok so this is not particularly my favourite chapter, but it will do. My brain is fried from exams so yea... Please enjoy!

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Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer.

I woke up and immediately wanted to sink back into unconsciousness. First I was aware of the throbbing in my head, but I slowly became aware of other pains. I looked down to see my naked body covered in bruises. My sides were colored different shades of purple and the tops of my arms ached. As I saw the evidence, the memories started flooding back.

His arms forcing me to be close with him. His fist finding my face over and over again. I grabbed the sheet next to me and wrapped it around me. I tried to get up, but the pain stopped me. That was when he appeared at the door.

'Morning Honey. How you feeling?' he said as he approached me with a coffee in his hands. I automatically turned away, ignoring the pain, and squeezed my eyes shut, hoping he would disappear.

'What's wrong?' He said as he sat next to me on the bed. 'Last night you were amazing and now, well you're just being plain rude.' He grabbed my bruised arm and forced me to roll over and face him. 'Open your eyes.' I kept them shut; I didn't want to see his face.

'Goddam it! Open your eyes now!' The anger in his voice scared me into opening my eyes. As I did this he smiled. 'There you go. I love your eyes, they are beautiful, just like you baby.' He handed me my coffee before standing up. 'Oh, I have to go now, but I'll be back later.' He said this in a cheerful tone, a normal tone. What he said next was anything but cheerful. 'You better be here when I get back.'

He gave me a look that sent a shiver down my spine. A smile then spread across his face. 'Love you Hun!' Will then turned and left.

I waited for 5 minutes after I heard the door close before I got up. I didn't know how long I had before he would return, so if I was going to get help I would have to act fast. First I went to the phone, only to find he had cut the vital wires. Too late now to regret not getting a mobile.

Just after I got changed and was ready to make a run for it, the door opened. He walked through and the smile that was on his face quickly disappeared.

'Are you trying to run away from me?' He yelled at me, throwing the take-away he had in his hands across the room. He stepped forward with a look on his face that produced fear that brought me to my knees. The pain flared, leaving me unable to move. As hard as I was trying to hold them back, my eyes filled with tears.

They were tears of regret. Tears of sorrow. But most of all they were tears for him.

I tried not to think of him much, but as Will approached, I assumed there was a good chance I wouldn't get a chance after this to remember him.

I miss his cold body pressed against mine. I miss his scent. For the first time in 4 years I allowed myself to think his name. I miss Edward. I want nothing more than for him to be with me right now.

Will's voice snapped back into reality. 'You have been very rude Bella Swan. First, I take you out to dinner and show you a lovely evening. Then I bring you coffee in bed and you shy away from me. Now I go to get you some breakfast and you try to leave me.' He stopped in front of me and sank to his knees. His face was in mine. 'Why are you crying? Why are you afraid of me?' He yelled. It made me cringe away.

He punched me in my already bruised stomach before he grabbed my wrists and pulled me from the ground. He pulled me into my bedroom and flung me on my bed. I braced myself for the impact of his punch, but it didn't come. Instead he stood in the doorway. He turned to me. 'I'm going to make you some breakfast. I can't trust you to be home alone, so you will just have to deal with toast. You don't deserve anything special. I swear if you ever try to leave me again or tell people about you and me I will make you pay'

With that he turned and walked to the kitchen. I sat at the edge of the bed. I had to get away, and fast. I remembered Charlie's going away gift to me, a baseball bat. 'It's not to play baseball with Bell's' He had said when I had given him a weird look. 'It's for protection. You can never be too careful.' I was suddenly thankful for Charlie's odd gift.

I reached behind the bed, where I kept it, and pulled out the steel baseball bat. I could hear Will whistling to himself in the other room. I suddenly wanted to do more than just hit him with a baseball bat. I wanted to kill him. It was a thought I had never felt in my life, but the rage consumed me so quickly. He was in there whistling away, while I was on the ground struggling to get off the floor because of the pain.

I managed to get up, more tears escaping in the process, and started to head for the kitchen. He was still whistling to himself. I walked until I was behind him. 'Will.' I said, so he would turn around. He turned to face me, but before he could react to the bat in my hand, he as on the floor. I'd hit him hard and I looked as he now lay unconscious on the floor.

I dropped the bat and walked as fast as I could manage until I was out the door. The stairs posed a challenge, but I didn't care. By the time I got the bottom of the stairs my legs were in terrible pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain in my stomach. I knew I had to get to hospital, so I headed for the buildings parking lot, where I kept my truck.

Once I was inside I felt comforted. The smell of tobacco, gasoline and peppermint has a calming effect. I started my truck, the loud engine echoing in the underground lot. I drove through the streets on the way to the hospital. The pain in my legs and stomach refusing to stop pounded the whole way there.

When I got to the hospital I walked into emergency and up to the counter at the front.

'Hello, how can I help you?' The nurse at the counter asked.

'I ah, um. I fell down some stairs and I've really hurt my legs and stomach.' I said. I'd panicked at the last minute. I promised myself I would tell the doctor what really happened.

'Okay dear come straight through.' She looked at me with a worried look. I walked through a door and into a small room with a bed. I lied down on the bed when the nurse asked me to. She took my temperature and blood pressure, a frown on her face the whole time. 'A doctor will be in to see you soon.' She said before departing.

I lay there thinking of what to tell the doctor. I was in the middle of this process when the doctor entered.

I looked up when he came in the room and gasped.

'Carlisle?'

Sorry if the baseball bat was a bit typical, but it was that or a fry pan so I think baseball bat was a bit better.

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