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"Thank you," I murmured.
CPOV
I can't believe that bastard who had no right to call himself her father. I could already see her as my daughter and I have a feeling she might be a daughter-in-law soon. Well, perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself. But I know I want to help her, at all costs. She, of all people, doesn't deserve the pain of that horrible bastard.
I couldn't allow my anger to control me though- I would surly do something I would regret later on.
"Can you sit on that couch please?" I asked Bella and she did.
"Alright, I'll just ask you a few questions first." I told her but she held up her hand to stop my first question.
"You're going to look at Edward's hand before you do anything with me," she stated sternly even though I could see how much pain she was in deep within her eyes.
"Bella, please, I'm f-" Edward started but Bella cut him off with her finger.
"No, you aren't. I will not allow you to be in pain for something Charlie did." she said sternly. She didn't wait for him to reply before she turned to me and said, "Please, Carlisle. He needs it more than I do."
I was momentarily shocked by this and Edward was too. We both knew that was a lie but we had no idea why she would lie.
"Um, ok." I agreed reluctantly and walked over to Edward, bringing him a bit further from where Bella sat so I could talk to him privately. "What happened to your hand?" I asked under my breath.
He placed his hand in mine and I examined it. It appeared to be broken. "The bastard stepped on it. I can't believe she thinks I need it more than her." he whispered back.
"I believe she's just so used to putting others before her no matter the circumstances." I told him quietly.
"She's too self-less." he stated sadly.
I nodded in agreement. "It looks-"
"Don't say it out-loud if it's broke, I don't want her worrying." he cut me off and I was really proud of him for caring about Bella.
I nodded in understanding. "It's only a sprain, I'll put a splint on it." I said louder so Bella could hear.
Bella sighed in relief and I went to find a splint in my bag. I put it on Edward's hand and turned back to Bella.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Edward asked, taking her hand again and squatting next to the couch.
"Mhm," Bella mumbled uncertainly.
I kneeled before her and looked her straight in the eye. I didn't want to cross any boundaries with her but I needed to know some things. "He raped you?" I decided to start with.
She winced but nodded and Edward put his arm comfortingly on her shoulders and she leaned into him.
"You feel comfortable being with Edward like this?" I asked and she seemed shocked.
"Of course," she said, rolling her eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Edward and I chuckled and Bella smiled shyly.
"Why do you ask?" she asked curiously.
"Well, some rape victims get a traumatic disorder where they don't allow any sort of touch." I explained.
She was shaking her head before I finished. "First- I know Edward would never do that to me," she paused and smiled up at Edward and he smiled back. "Second- it didn't really effect me that much... I guess because I was expecting it." she continued with a sad sigh and a sniffle.
Expecting it? I felt my anger bubble ever-so-slightly. "What did he do?" I asked quietly, keeping my anger in check.
My question seemed to make her a bit uncomfortable but she answered, "He... he had already done some... acts on me so I kind of guessed it was coming."
I was momentarily shocked, my heart tugged for her. "Do you feel uncomfortable with me here?" I asked.
He eyes widened ever-so-slightly. "Well, not really... I think. It's just... it's only been, men that hurt me. So I'm just... nervous." she admitted with a slightly worried look in her eye. She glanced between me and Edward. "Is it alright that I'm being honest?" she asked timidly.
"Of course, I want you to be honest and am glad you trust us enough to be honest with us." I reassured her with a kind smile and she returned it.
I took in a deep breath, time for the physical part. "Now, are you sure anything's broken or sprained?"
Her smile disappeared and she held up her right hand which had a bandage tightly wound around it- showing it was easily bigger than it's normal size. "I'm pretty sure this is broken and probably a few ribs," she told me with a sad sigh. "And my ankle is probably sprained." she added pointing to her left foot.
I nodded and braced and tapped everything I could. Her ankle just escaped being sprained so I just put a splint on it.
Once I had finished, Alice came bouncing into my office wearing a huge grin.
"Bella's room is ready!" she said in a sing-song voice.
BPOV
Alice came skipping over to me and took my not bandaged hand. "Come on! I know you'll love it!" she exclaimed excitedly as she pulled me towards the door.
"Gentle, Alice!" Carlisle called but we were already out of his study and down the hall.
She pushed me towards a door and gestured for me to open. I smiled and opened the door to reveal the most beautiful room ever- no exaggeration.
It was a million times bigger and more extravagant than my room at Charlie's. In the middle there was a queen sized, four post, canopy bed with a white comforter that had intricate gold patterns sewn into them. Against one wall was some Chester drawers, beside it was a desk. Against the far wall was a small leather, white couch and near that was two doors.
I stood there, taking it all in; it was amazing! Alice really did too much. "Alice..." I just trailed off, unable to think of anything good to say.
"Do you like it?" she asked, bouncing in place.
I turned and gave her a huge hug, using all my strength. "No, I love it! Thank you so much, you're a fantastic friend." I said, meaning every word.
She hugged me back gently. "I'm glad you think of me that way." she said, I could hear the grin in her voice. She pulled back. "You haven't even seen the best part!" she squealed and pulled me to one of the two doors.
My mouth fell open as she revealed what was behind it. The room was by far bigger than the bedroom- and it was a closet! There was millions of clothes and shoes- so many, I won't be able to wear them all in my lifetime.
"Yea, I know it's not a lot, but we're going shopping soon." she promised in a knowing voice and I simply stared at her with wide eyes.
(A.N.) Soooooo sorry this has taken so long to upload! I've been so busy (and grounded) and haven't been able to get around to typing! Please forgive and forget, let's hug and make it better! LOLZ! Love you all, please review, favorite, alert anything will make me happy!
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