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Beautiful Strangers

Chapter ten

'Memories'

New York City,

Bella.

He took a deep breath and looked me in the face, "has Edward ever hurt you before?" he asked and my mouth flew opened; pure shock on my face.

"OF COURSE NOT!" I yelled. I couldn't believe that the he would assume that kind of thing, all I had was a couple of bruises, why would automatically assume that Edward was responsible for them.

"I'm sorry, Bella. It's just…I spent all last night thinking about of how you could of gotten those bruises and this was the most probable answer, so if your saying 'no' because your afraid he will hurt you, I can promise you now, that you'll be safe" he said, Edward would never hurt me…would he? No of coarse not, he loved me.

"I'm saying 'no' because Edward would never do that do me" I glared at him, but a thought came to my mind, Jacob had told me that he loved me and he hurt me, Why would this be different? Would Edward really hurt me, like Jacob.

"Bella…have you actually looked at the bruises closely?" he asked.

"No…" I said and slowly pulled up my hospital gown, the bruises were almost gone but they were still visible, I lend in closer so I could get a better look at them. They were all shaped like a large hand, much bigger then Edwards...

***

"Why haven't you been answering my phone calls?" Jake asked while shutting the door and locking it.

I looked up at him with pure shock in my eyes, my nightmare was coming true, "I haven't gotten any phone calls from you, I told you not to call me" I whispered.

"You weren't kidding?" he asked and kicked me in the stomach. I cried out in pain but he didn't seem to notice, "I miss you Bella, I need you" he groan and kissed me with too much force, I tried to break away from him but he held my face to his with his hands, making escape impossible.

He grabbed my waist and dragged me to the bedroom, "JAKE!! NO!!" I screamed, he put his hands over my mouth to silence me.

***

The memory flashed past my mind, I held back my tears so Dr Fishers wouldn't ask me what was wrong, and he would probably assume they were about the bruises, "Can you please go get Edward" I asked.

"Of coarse" he said and head towards the door, but just as he was about to leave he paused and turn around, "Bella, please remember, your safe no matter what" he said and left the room.

I sighed and fell back onto my pillow, I put my hands threw my hair. I was so stupid to think that the bruises might have been from Edward; of course they were from Jacob. Jacob hadn't really crossed my mind while I was in here, but thinking of him only mad me burst into tears.

"What did the doc want?" Edward asked as he walked through the door, he looked at my face and saw the tears, "Bella!" he ran to me, "what's wrong?" he asked as he held me close to his chest.

"I remember" I whispered, he slowly stopped rubbing my back.

He pulled me away at arms length, "How much?" he questioned, sound wary.

I wiped away some of my tears, "that night with Jacob…I'm guessing you already know" I assumed, he'd probably seen the bruise's when he got back and I would have told him.

"Of course I know, I was there" he whispered in my ear.

This made me angry, he just stood their and watched while Jacob hurt me, "why didn't you stop him from hurting me!" I yelled.

"I tried to but…wait, what exactly do you remember?" he asked.

"That Jacob came to my house, I thought it was while you were away but if you were there, then obviously it wasn't" I muttered and turn away from him.

"Oh…no, I wasn't their for that, even though I wish I had of been, because I would have got him the hell off you, he is the most repulsive human being that has ever walk on this planet for doing that do you" he hissed.

I felt like I was missing something, "For doing what?" I asked.

"For raping you, I'm so terribly sorry I went away, I should have stayed with you like you asked me too, if I did, we wouldn't be here" he said while pointing out the door, "I should have asked my mother to send everything over" he sighed, "but I honesty didn't know it was that bad" he said stroking my cheek and looking at my in the eyes.

"He-raped-me?" I tried to say it as loud as I could but I began to cry as soon as I thought of it

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"I thought you said you remembered that night?" he questioned, feeling uncomfortable

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"I remember him hurting me…not violating me" the thought of it made me feel sick to my core. Edward opened his arms and I held onto him as tight as I could.

A few moments later when I finally stop crying, I asked, "Where is he now?"

"Last time I check, here…" he said softly, but as soon as he said it, I knew he wished he hadn't, he saw the pure shock in my eyes, "Don't be scared, he can't hurt you here, and I'm pretty sure he's left by now" he assured me, but I didn't feel better.

"Why was he here?" I whispered.

He sighed, "I guess you don't remember that night either..." he mumbled.

What night? "Can you tell me?" I asked, while wrapping my arms around him.

He thought for a moment, "I suppose if you could have told me about Jacob coming to your house, I can tell you this" he tightened his arm around my waist, "well you and me went to the movies to see 'My sister's keeper'…"

***

"Edward, are you crying?" I tried to repeat him from what he had said to me earlier.

He wiped away some of his tears, "come on…it's sad…"

I laughed aloud, "I told you, but why are you crying sooo much?" I questioned.

***

I laughed aloud, "I still can't believe you were crying"

He raised an eye brow, "you remember?" he asked.

"I just remembered then", a thought came to my mind, "maybe when you tell me some of the things from the last couple of days, I'll probably start remembering" I said, this seem to upset him, but I tried to ignore it. "So what happened after the movie?" I asked; eager to remember something else.

He looked away from me, "Bella…If there's a chance that you won't remember that night, I want to take it, I don't want you to remember, it'll make you sad" he muttered.

"I want to know" I whispered.

He held my face between his hands, "No you don't" he whispered.

***

Edward had spent the entire day trying to help me to remember, I started to remember most things but I still hadn't remember the two things I wanted to the most, which were the night Jacob came to visit, I only remembered that Edward and I had gotten Chinese food and when I walked into the apartment I saw Jacob on my couch, but after that It just went blank. I also couldn't remember Edward and I making love.

"Why do you think I can't remember?" I asked Edward.

"Well…maybe you didn't like it, so your memories doing you a favor" he shrugged; I couldn't tell if he was trying to make a joke or not.

"That seems highly impossible" I smiled and held his hand, I looked up at him and he looked sad, like as if my question had upset him. "Edward, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Its just very strange to me that you can remember what you had for breakfast that morning but you can't remember the best night of my life" he sighed and kissed my hand.

"I promise you that I will remember that night, maybe my mind isn't ready to hold a memory of such great pleasure" I smiled at him and he tried smiled back but ended up rolling his eyes, "I'm trying really hard to remember but I keep coming up with nothing" I stroked his cheek.

"Please try not to" he whispered.

"Why not?" I questioned.

"Because it may trigger another memory of yours, and that will do more harm than good" he said while pulling a loose hair behind my ear.

"Well I might remember it, if you gave me a little hit of what happened that night" I said and winked at him.

He shook his hand, "nope…your just going to have to remember it on your own" he looked around the room, "are you hungry?" he asked.

Even though I was absolutely starving, I didn't want to change the subject, "no…" I mumbled but just as I said it, my stomach rumbled.

Edward laughed, "let's go to the cafeteria" he said while getting up and stretching, I moved my feet of the bed and tried to stand up, my legs were acing from not moving in such a long time, I hurt a loud crack, "that's gonna hurt in the morning" I laughed

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He smiled at me and held my hand, "so what do you feel like?" he asked and shut the door behind me.

"Anything that will make me full again" I said as we walked into the cafeteria, there were patients everywhere, all of them were wearing the ugly white hospital gowns, Edward seemed to be the only one in there that was wear jeans and a t-shirt, this confused me, "how is it that you get to stay here?" I questioned as he sat me down at the closest table.

"I'm your boyfriend, and since you don't have any family living in New York, I'm basically a family member, so I get to stay when ever I like" he smiled.

I rolled my eyes and looked over at the black board that had what I could to choose to eat, it was either pasta or nachos; I choose pasta because I'd be able to get through it quickly.

While Edward went to get our food, I somehow thought of Alice, Had she come to see me? Did she call Edward asking about me? I ran through these questions in my mind, Edward would have told me if she had called. I sighed and rested on the back of my chair, I missed Alice so much at the moment, I remembered when she came to help me with my clothes for my first day at the restaurant and that she saw the bruises straight away, she helped me so much through that day and listened to everything I needed to say.

Edward placed the plastic bowl in front of me and sat down, "Have you heard anything from Alice?" I asked.

My questioned seemed to have court him off guard, "She came to visit while you were sleeping the other day and she's called a few times, like this morning, but she's been really busy at work" he said and took a bite out of the pasta.

"Oh, alright" I muttered and grabbed my fork

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"Why, do you miss her?" he asked.

"Yes, I miss her too much, as soon as I get out of here, I'm going straight to her house to visit her" I said and took a few more bites.

"Oh yeah, speaking of you getting out of here, I talked to Dr. Fisher before and he said that you can go home tomorrow" he smiled.

I was happy to be going home, but I was curious about what else Edward and Dr. Fisher talked about, "Did he say anything else?" I asked, casually.

"Not really…why?" he wondered, Edward could read me so well.

"It's nothing" I whispered and took a few more bites.

"Haven't you learned by now that you can tell me absolutely anything" he smiled and held my hand from across the table.

"Well he saw the bruises…" I trailed off, not knowing how to say it.

"Yes, he asked me about those, but don't worry I told him I'd never heard of them" he smiled, but he wasn't getting the point.

"Well…he asked me about them too…and he thinks you did that to me" I whispered.

"He what?"

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