You Rock My World

Before, I thought I was bruised. Cracked. But now......I know I'm broken. He finally broke me. He destroyed me. I wanted to die. I wanted to give up and I wanted it so bad. I got up from the sofa, grabbed my ripped, discarded clothes and ran to the bathroom. Slamming the door shut, I locked it and turned the shower on full blast. I climbed in and stood under the hot jet of water, letting it cascade over my sore and bruised body.

I scrubbed my body red raw but I still felt dirty. No matter how hard I scrubbed, I could still feel him on me. Inside me. I felt hollow and numb. After a while, I stepped out the shower and wrapped a large towel around my red body. I ran back to my room and quickly dressed, then dried my hair.

Not long after that, I ran from the hell house and stuffed my hands in my jean pockets, trying hard not to burst into tears. Keeping my head down, I walked in the direction of school. Behind me there was the low hum of a car. I tensed but continued to walk. The car pulled to a stop and the door opened and closed with a slam. I thought it was Charlie and I started to panic. I heard him say my name. But I kept on walking, my heart in my throat. My name was said again. And again, I ignored it. Why? I don't know.

He grabbed my hand, surprisingly gentle. I spun round, a scream building up, to see Edward standing, holding onto my hand.

"Bella? What's wrong? I was so worried."

I ripped my hand from his grasp. I didn't want him to touch me. I'm so dirty. I don't want him to know. He would be disgusted by me. I can just imagine the look on his face. It would kill me. He was the first person to ever be nice to me since my mothers death.

"Please, just stay away from me."

And with my heart screaming at me, I turned away from him and ran, tears streaming down my face, leaving Edward hurt and confused in the rain.

I avoided where the Cullens would be during the day, not wanting to explain, or even think about what had happened. People in the hallways avoided me, after the threat from the Cullens, for which I'm grateful. I don't think I could handle anyone touching me. Lunch soon came, and I practically ran to my music room, wanting to stay away from everyone.

Closing the door behind me, I walked over to the other side of the room and slid down the wall. With my knees tight to my chest, I buried my face in my crossed arms, unable to stop my tears. I couldn't believe what had happened. Why did this have to happen to me? Why can't I just have a normal life? Why did have to be me?

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria

Edward slumped into the chair and leaned over the table with his hands fisted in his hair. The rest of the band sat down either beside him or in front of him, each with a frown on their faces.

"Edward, what's wrong?"

"It's Bella. She....some thing's wrong. He's done something. I know he has."

Rosalie's eyes narrowed at Edward, her heart beating painfully as she tried to push back memories that tried to overtake her mind.

"What do you mean, done something!"

She hissed it at him. He looked up at her and flinched away from the pain in her eyes.

"She was terrified of me. She told me....to stay away. I....I think he's hurt her."

Rosalie closed her eyes. She wanted to speak with Bella. She had to. Letting go of Emmett's hand, she stood up.

"Babe, where you going?"

She hesitated before saying

"I'm going to Bella. Don't come. Just leave us to talk."

They nodded, apart from Edward who just closed his eyes again and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Rosalie opened the door to the music room and stopped in mid step. On the other side of the room, Bella sat with her knees to her chest and her arms folded on them. As soon as she had walked in, Bella's head snapped up and Rosalie could see the tears strolling down her face. Her heart broke for the girl. Closing the door, she walked towards Bella and slid down next to her. Wrapping her arms around her, she pulled her into an embrace. Bella's right hand went to her head and her fingers turned into claws as she started to sob.

Rosalie stroked Bella's hair as she cried. She wanted to whisper comforting words, to tell her that it was going to be alright. But she couldn't lie, not to Bella. Rosalie knew what had happened last night after her dad had picked her up. She could tell by the sobs that shock Bella's body. She didn't need Bella to tell her. After all, someone who has been through the same thing, knows the after-affects of rape.

"Bella, I'm here for you. We all are."

Time slowly passed and Bella's sobs quietened down to small hiccups. She leaned into Rosalie, feeling tired and weak. Rosalie wanted to kill Bella's dad. Fathers were meant to protect their children, not abuse and rape them.

"Please.....*hiccup*....don't tell Edward. I don't want him know. * hiccup*"

Rosalie sighed. She knew Edward had an idea of what had happened but she didn't dare tell her that. Bella obviously didn't want Edward to know for whatever reason and she would respect that. For now.

(a/n) Yeh yeh. i know its short. please dont hate me. i havent updated in a while cause my exams have started so ive been busy revising.

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