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BPOV
Charlie was standing in the middle of the hall, obviously drunk. Broken beer bottles were scattered across the hall, and the picture frames on the wall were shattered into a million little pieces. But that wasn't what made me gasp.
Charlie was holding a gun in his hands. And it was pointed right at me.
I froze, wondering if I should just run back out the door now. Charlie made the decision for me. He came up and grabbed me by my hair, and dragged me fully inside.
"Isabella," he said, his rough voice slurring my name. "You are a fucking disgrace. I come home expecting a hot dinner and this house spotless. Instead, I come home to find you not here; probably at some guy's house like the whore you are. The house is filthy. And I don't have any dinner. You ruined my life, and drove your mother away. Tonight, I will finally get my payback you bitch."
I shivered. I knew that tonight was going to be much worse then any other nights.
He pulled me upstairs, and he let me fall down to the bottom.
He dragged me upstairs to his bedroom. He threw me roughly onto his bed, and tore open my shirt.
"Stop," I whimpered. "Please."
He slapped me right across my face, hard. "I am your father, and I own you! I can do whatever the hell I want to you!"
I kept quiet after that. He ripped off my bra, and started kneading my breasts, moaning as he did so.
I knew I deserved this. My mother hated me; why else would she leave me here alone? I probably did make her leave. And I should have cleaned up and gone home tonight. He could have been home anytime and I knew that, but I selfishly went to see Jake so that I could have fun.
He took off his pants and unbuttoned mine. He slid them down quickly, and soon after that my panties disappeared.
He entered me and I felt an intense pain. He didn't let me get used to him, pumping in and out as fast as he could.
I wanted to scream in agony, but I knew I couldn't. I was used to this, and I knew that making any noise would just make everything worse.
After he was done, he collapsed on the bed beside me. But he didn't stay there for long. He got up and told me not to move. As if I could.
He went downstairs and got something, but I didn't know what.
I soon found out that it was a knife and the rifle.
He started punching me, bashing my head against the wall. I felt the knife carving into my stomach, like a pattern.
"You are mine and no one else's! Let this be a reminder to you!"
I forced open my eyes and looked at my stomach. I concealed a gasp. He carved his name into my stomach, an eternal reminder of this night. It was bleeding uncontrollably.
After a few more punches and stabs, he stood up and grabbed the rifle.
"Goodbye, Isabella."
I heard a bang, and I could no longer keep my eyes open. I started to drift into the darkness. The last thing I heard was the voice of an angel calling my name.
APOV
Edward was getting angry fast, growling loudly.
I cut the vision off.
"Edward!" I screeched. "Calm down!!!"
He gave me an incredulous look, and then it looked like he was thinking about something else.
He took a deep breath, and then his expression turned neutral.
"Sorry, Alice. That was hard to see," he admitted.
I laughed. Not at him, but because it was so obvious that he was in love with Bella. I saw them together, and I knew it was only a matter of time before he admitted it to himself too.
He looked serious again "When will it happen?"
I tried to concentrate. Looking into Bella's future, I saw that in my vision, she was wearing the same thing as she was today. For part of it anyway…
"Tonight," I said confidently. Edward looked worried.
"Don't worry," I comforted him. "If we get there in time, then she'll be fine."
EPOV
I knew that we could save her, but I don't know how Alice expected me to go. I doubt I would be able to control my blood lust with her covered in blood.
But Alice said that there would be no problem with that, and I trusted her.
Alice and I were the only ones who knew about the vision, so we would be going to get her. Hopefully before that vision can come true.
"Alice," I said. "We need to talk to Carlisle about this. He needs to be prepared if Bella does get hurt. We need to bring her here. The hospital would be too obvious. Everyone else needs to know too, especially Jasper, so that they can be ready to leave if the need to.
Alice agreed, and we called a family meeting. Alice and I told Carlisle and everyone else about the vision, and by the end, Carlisle looked grim.
"You did the right thing by telling me about this now. I'll go to the hospital and see if I can sneak out some equipment and morphine. I think it's best if everyone else leaves until we clean up all the blood."
We agreed, and soon it was getting dark, so Alice and I ran to Bella's house.
When we got there, I heard yelling and tortured screams. Alice and I broke the door down and ran upstairs. I heard a bang. Charlie shot her! My vision became red with rage.
I threw Charlie off of Bella, and Alice picked up and wrapped her in a blanket.
It looked like she was unconscious.
"Bella?" I said. "Bella, can you hear me?"
No response. We ran faster, into the woods and back to our house. When we got there, Carlisle told me to bring her to my room and put her on the bed.
I did, and then I paused. Since when did I have a bed? I raised my eyebrows at Carlisle. He understood what I meant.
"We thought that she would be more comfortable on a bed. Esme went and bought it after you left.
Alice was right. Before now, I barely even noticed the blood. Now I could smell it at full force, but I stayed on my couch and watched Carlisle, not breathing.
"Edward," Carlisle started. "Maybe you should go hunt really fast. You need to control yourself."
He was right. But I wasn't about to leave when Bella needed me most. "I want to be here when she wakes up," I insisted.
Carlisle sighed, but let it go. After a few minutes of patching up her stomach and things like that, he left. And I began my long wait.
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