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This chapter is kinda short. But, all of my chapters usually are.

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Chapter 7

Dunn Dunn Dunn

Jasper's POV

"Bella, open the door," Jasper shouted, knocking on the door.

"If this is about revenge than don't worry, nothing will be happening today."

Taking his credit card out he swiped at the door a few times till he finally felt the door open beneath his hands. (How does swiping a door with a credit card open it?)

When he walked in, he saw that everything was gone.

Where did Bella go? Jasper wondered. Why didn't she tell me? Jasper thought, his confusion growing.

Turning around he headed out of the door and knocked on the door next to it, in the hope that he might be able to find some answers.

"How can I help you?" A beautiful pixy asked politely.

"I uh oh um I'm looking for someone." I said, realizing that I was stuttering again.

"Who are you looking for?" The pixy asked.

"I'm looking for Isabella Swan," I replied.

"Oh, well some movers came the other day and moved her stuff. I can only assume that she left. I'm Alice, by the way." Alice said and held out her hand.

Taking her hand I shook it politely.

Where could Bella have gone? I thought wearily. Then Alice answered my question.

"If you're looking for Bella, she probably went back to her home in Washington."

"How do you know Bella?" I asked.

"Oh we're friends," she replied.

"Ok. Well my name is Jasper. If Bella ever contacts you can you let her know that I'm looking for her?" I said.

"Yes, yes I can Jasper. Oh and here is my phone number if you have any more questions." She handed me a piece of paper with her phone number on it.

"Thanks Alice, for everything," I said, as I turned around to leave.

Alice's POV

Oh gosh, Jasper sure is handsome, kind, and caring. Alice thought after Jasper had left. How did Bella manage to catch a guy like him? Wondering, still. It is kind of odd for Bella to just up and leave. It's not like she has any family to go home to.

Shaking herself from her reverie, Alice went to her kitchen and started doing the dishes.

Tanya's POV

Getting home she stepped out of her car slammed the door as hard as she could and walked vigorously towards her small apartment. Once inside her apartment she took a vase full of red roses and threw them across the floor.

Just some stupid roses from a meaningless guy, thought Tanya. If I'm to be getting roses it should be from Edward! I want to get out of this life, I want the glamorous life. Edward was the one that could give it to me, and now it's all ruined because of that, THAT girl Isabella, Tanya thought only getting angrier.

Laughing her best evil villain laugh Tanya started forming a plan to get rid of Bella for good.

Edward's POV

"I'm so sorry Bella," I whispered, noticing Bella wince when she moved slightly.

Bella was in a lot of pain. Luckily she had fallen asleep soon after I gave her some strong pain pills.

Leaving my angel for a few seconds I went into the other room and called Emmitt.

"Emmitt, I need someone here to take care of Bella. Someone who can wash her, help her with her dressings and such," I said into the phone.

"I'll get it done. When do you need this person by? Emmitt asked.

"TONIGHT! You dimwitted fool!"

"Tonight it is," Emmitt said and hung up.

Turning around I got back to Bella and noticed that she was still located on the squeaky, uncomfortable leather couch. Trying to be careful; I lifted her up and took her to her bedroom, noting that every time I moved her eyes would scrunch up in pain. Laying her on her bed I sat down beside her and continued my routine of running my hands through her beautiful curly hair.

After an hour of watching Bella sleep and caressing her hair I glanced to the bathroom and noticed her little black pup still in the corner lying asleep. Getting up I walked to the bathroom and immediately the puppy sat up and started shaking like a leaf.

The poor little creature. If Bella loves this puppy, then I shall love it too, I thought.

Picking up the shaking puppy, I pet it compassionately and took it outside so it could do its business.

Returning to Bella's room I set the puppy down next to her just in time to hear the doorbell ring.

Walking to the door I opened it and revealed a beautiful woman with long blond hair. I wondered if she was the help.

"Are you the help?" I asked her.

"Yes. A man named Emmitt called me and asked me to be of service to a young lady with 2 broken ribs and a broken wrist. My name is Rosalie," she said.

"What are your pay rates?" I asked.

"It's $12.00 an hour sir," she replied.

"You will do. Follow me." I motioned with my hand for her to follow.

"Rosalie, there are rules in this house that you must follow," I explained to her.

"First off, you can never enter my bedroom. You are only here to help Bella. You may cook your own meals but I insist on cooking mine and Bella's. Also, you must know that Bella's father recently just died and she is in a bit of shock. She hurt her own self. She has somewhat become insane by the loss of her father, none the less I still care for her. Just be aware that anything she says to you is most likely a lie. If she asks to be let go, inform me immediately. When you go into her bedroom you will lock the door and when you go out you will do the same. When Bella is better, we will no longer require your services. Do you understand?" I asked Rosalie, knowing that I just told her a large truckload of lies.

"Yes sir, I understand. Now let me see this poor girl," she replied.

Opening Bella's door I noticed that she was awake.

"Hello Bella. I'm glad that you're awake. You must be in a lot of pain," I said to her and handed her two pills and a glass of water. She didn't hesitate this time to accept the pills.

"I would like to introduce you to someone, Bella," I explained to her. "This is Rosalie. She is going to be caring for you until you are somewhat better."

Bella looked stunned that I let a complete stranger into my house. I couldn't blame her, of course; everything about Bella made me do things out of the ordinary.

"N-nice t-t-too meet y-oouuu Rosalie," Christine said, her voice slightly slurred.

"You poor girl. You look like hell. We will have you better in no time, and please call me Rose," Rosalie said to Bella.

Rose walked up to Bella and took her good hand and rubbed it as a motherly instinct. Edward had always wished for a mother that cared for him, taught him to love, be generous and kind to others. His mother had never showed love or kindness to him.

Bella would change that in time. Edward thought, his hopes lifting high.