Life is a joy
Disclaimer – sadly I do not own Twilight or its characters . . . oh a girl can wish
All Human.
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"Why did you hurt her?" I finally managed to say. My voice not sounding like me at all. He seemed to be deep in thought. Emmett made a noise showing that he better hurry up. His eyes snapped from Emmett to me. He actually looked mad at me.
"I could ask you the same question!" He said simply.
WHAT? The emotions rushing through my body were to confusing to understand. I hurt her? How? When? How dare he even say that! How dare he, the one who just beat her up say that to me!
"You know Harry you shouldn't lie." A strained and soft voice snapped from next to me. I snapped my head down to see Bella been held up by Rose and Alice. More blood had covered her top and it was now completely covered in bright red and clinging to her skin. She was paler then any paper I have ever seen. Her voice was like music to my ears. I couldn't help myself from grinning like an idiot.
I never hurt her! She just said, he shouldn't lie.
"You get wrinkles that way." Everyone said at the same time. Everyone looked at each other before we all started to laugh. The back of my mind was screaming Bella is injured and you're laughing. Who does that?
"What? Wrinkles? What?. . . No you don't . . . do you?" Harry mumbled. Sounding so confused it just caused me to laugh harder. I looked at him to see him patting his face desperately trying to find any wrinkles. Emmett stopped his bellowing laughter to give him a weird look.
"You can ask Ren. She knows about getting wrinkles when you lie." Bella suddenly snapped at him. Everyone stopped laughing. I looked once again at Bella. She looked weak and like she was about to faint at any second but her eyes held determination.
"Who's Ren?" Emmett attempted to whisper to Jasper.
"My mom. They call her Ren . . . it makes me want to gag" Bella answered before Jasper could explain. Emmett nodded his head in understanding.
"Ren has nothing to do with this!" Harry yelled suddenly. Alice and Rose quickly moved Bella so she was further away from him. Jasper, Emmett and I took a threatening step forward. Making sure we were in his way if he tried to even touch . . . or breathe on her again.
Bella yet out a quiet sarcastic laugh. How much blood had she lost? What about the cut on her head? Leave Harry . . . the others can deal with him! Bella needs a doctor, she hates hospitals . . . my dad, I'll take her to my dad!
I moved from the line Emmett, Jasper and I had moved and walked over to the girls. I kept eye contact with Bella the whole time. That way I could tell if something was happening to her.
"I'm taking her to dad. To get her sorted out. Don't kill that thing"- I pointed to Harry- "I don't want to have to come and bail you all out of prison." I told Alice and I slowly wrapped my arm around Bella's shoulders and slid her so most of her body weight was resting on me. She's to thin for her own good!
Rose laughed once without humour. "You can't bail someone out of prison for murder."
"Yes, but we know the Chief of Police. I think he'll be very interested in this." I said as I glared at Harry. Letting the loathing clear in my eyes. Bella tugged at my arm and I slowly stopped my glaring to look at her.
She looked absolutely concerned. I could see the pain she was in clear in her eyes. She seemed to ignore it.
"What's wrong with my dad?" she asked quietly. I forgot she didn't know . . . that's what started this whole thing off. If she hadn't of gotten mad – was it only yesterday! Yikes!
"I'll tell you on the way to my house. We need to get you sorted out." I muttered as I more or less pulled her towards my car. Leaving my family to deal with that thing. I walked slowly to my car; Bella's breathing was becoming deeper and heavier. The pain was getting to her now. If I rushed she wouldn't be able to keep her breathing even.
I opened the passenger-side door and lifted her into the seat lightly. Making sure not to put to much pressure on the areas that were injured (So everywhere!) I wasn't sure if I should do her seat belt because of her stomach . . . I'll driver carefully!
The drive to my house was the quickest I've ever done (That's kind of amazing) most of the time Bella used her energy to complain about her getting blood on my seats. I told her to stop being stupid and gently got her out the car.
I would have carried her into my house, but I couldn't. Everywhere was covered in some sort of cut. I managed to open the door. My mom was watching some sort of TV and jumped when I barged the door open. Her eyes landed on me and I scowl landed on her face. Her eyes then landed on Bella and her eyes widened and started to fill with tears her mouth dropped open.
She started to say something but I cut her off as I screamed for my dad. He ran down the stairs, his eyes darting around the room before they landed on me and Bella. He quickly went from "dad" mode to "doctor" mode.
"Take her to my office Edward." He ordered. He started to tell my mom to get something but I was already dragging Bella upstairs. Tears were starting to form in her eyes now. The pain was getting too much for her (When I get my hands on that bastard I'm going to kill him!)
I put her down on my dad's desk as he came running into the room with his bag; he was quickly followed by my mom.
"Sorry for getting blood on you're desk." Bella muttered. The pain very clear in her voice. I rolled my eyes and my mom half chuckled half sobbed.
"Same old Bella" my dad sighed as he lighted her top and started to wipe the blood away. The blood was cleared easily. The thing had managed to rip open two wounds she had on her stomach. The largest stretched halfway across her stomach and looked little over a week old. The second was almost as big; it crossed the smallest and the largest. I was surprised the thing hadn't ripped all three. The rest of her stomach was covered in little cuts and bruises. The stomach and arms were more or less purple.
My dad injected Bella with some sort of pain-killer. She smiled slightly as it dulled the pain. Her eyes started to drop like she was about to fall asleep. I relaxed a little; she was going to be okay.
"I'm not . . . that old . . . Edward's older" she said almost silently before she fell asleep. My dad chuckled as he started to put an ointment onto her wounds and then stitched them up. I flinched watching it. He started to look at her head. He let out a large sigh.
"What? What's wrong?" I demanded as I jumped forward and next to him. He patted my shoulder trying to calm me down. He turned to face me; I only just noticed how tired he looks. His eyes were filled with sadness and they flashed down to Bella.
I know it's not a lot and i'm sorry i haven't updated in a bit. I was ill when i started the story and now i'm back at school - oh the joy's of school.
Review and tell me what you think please.
OOO do you all feel better knowing Edward never hurt her?
