okay so i had the time to write another chapter. the last one got good reviews, i got to say that this is my most reviewed and subscribed story. thank you guys. your awesome. lol. this chapter might not be that long, but it gets some stuff out of the way, so i can get to some really good stuff later on. :)

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Bella looked down, avoiding my eye contact, "Rosalie said hi." She mumbled, her hair falling in front of her face. I sighed, and rubbed my head. She kept staring down. It was silent for a few minutes. I wasn't sure what to say to her. I wanted to get through to her, so I could know. Get something from her, to put Dan's ass in jail, and keep her with me, safely away from her father.

"Bella, your going to need to compromise with me. I can't help you, if your going to avoid my questions. Or turn away, when I'm offering you help. Please, just help me out. I want to take care of you. But I can't do that on my own." I rambled, trying to find the right thing to say, to make her talk.

Come on , Bella. I encouraged her in my head. She let out a breath that she was holding, and I could almost see the wheels turn in her head. I was only imagining how hard this was for her. I wanted to go back to the fun we were just having, but that was the, and now was work time.

Bella then got a wicked smile on her face. I knew she was planning out something. She looked up at me, then crawled onto my lap. Her legs were straddling me, her chest pressed firmly against mine. Her hands were on my chest, and she pushed me back on the headboard. Bella then very deliberately let her hand, run its way under my shirt, and up my chest.

"No, Bella. Not now. Later." I tried to say to her, but I was quickly loosing control. Bella didn't say anything, but jutted out her lower lip. She was pouting...at me. Damn her. She started to take off my shirt, raising it higher up, revealing my stomach. My breathing was shaky. I didn't even think Bella was breathing. I let out a growl, as Bella trailed one of her hands to my waistband of the sweatpants, that I had put on, when she was talking to Rosalie.

Her smile got bigger, knowing my weakness. I had the devil and the angel on my shoulders, battling. Devil telling me. have the fun. Touch her, feel her on her body that you know you want to touch. The angel saying, yes she's beautiful. But you can admire her later. When she's free from her problems.

I was panting when I removed her hand. She frowned, and straightened her posture, both of her hands free from me. I hated ending this, but I had to.

"Bella, baby. Later, I said. We need to focus." I said softly to her, taking her hands in mine, and leaning my face towards her, hoping this time it was going to register in her brain. Bella wrinkled her cute nose, and groaned.

"No, Em. I want my fun now. I never get to have fun...this. Please." She said just as softly, She rested her forehead on mine, and pressed her lips to mine. I gave her one, two, three, four small kisses. She made a protest sound, as I stopped, and put her hands on the sides of my face, forcefully kissing me now. Emmett, stop her now before you wont have the control anymore, my head told me.

I released myself from her grip. "Bella, listen to me. We don't have to go into detail about this. Lets just talk about some of the simple stuff. I'll ask you questions, and you can answer them. Alright?" I asked her. I was hoping that this would get her to say something. I wanted to do this before my dad got here. Cause once he did, Bella would be silent.

"What kind of questions." She grumbled. I smiled and kissed her.

"Simple stuff." I said to her. She sighed, heavily.

"Come on," I said. "I'll give you a massage, so that way you can relax."

Bella looked up at me, confused. "A massage?" She questioned.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Like I'll massage your back, or your shoulders. I can even do your feet, if you want."

"Okay. But Emmett, if you ask me something that I'm really uncomfortable with-"

"You don't have to answer it." I finished for her. She giggled.

I smiled at her, then turned her around, so her back was to me, in the same position we were in, in the shower. I placed my hands on her shoulders, her creamy skin exposed to me, my sweatshirt at least six sizes bigger than her. She looked adorable in my clothes. She would have to wear them more often. I started kneading her shoulders softly, not trying to put that much pressure on her.

Angel moaned, leaning all the way back to me. She relaxed more, and more in my arms. "Lets see. I'll start by asking you, how many times do you get hit a day?" I swallowed. This was going to both hard for me, and for her. Don't answer, I almost said aloud. I didn't want to know. At first I did, but asking her was difficult. What was my next question going to be? How many times do you get raped? There wasn't any way I was going to finish this...

"Depends," she started off honestly. "if my dads drunk, I'm looking at fifteen times a day. If he brings someone over, while drunk, I'm looking at thirty. If hes sober, like ten. Then theres my mom-"

"Jesus! Your mom hits you too?" I shouted, making Bella flinch in my arms. I took a deep breath, I was going to need to be strong for her. I couldn't do anything to drastic. I sighed, and got back to massaging her shoulders. I stayed quiet. "Continue," I whispered.

"Yeah she does. Not as often as my dad. I will get a slap from her, once or twice a day, if I didn't get her food done right. Or the laundry's not done. That kind of stuff. My mom just watches, and helps when I'm being-" She stopped.

I kissed her shoulders. Lingering my lips there, as I spoke. "Bella, you need to tell me. This is going to help. I promise. It's about time you told someone. Take deep breaths, relax." I encouraged. I was also encouraging myself. If I could get some story's from her, I would know what not to do to her. Or do something that might trigger something in her memory. This was a learning experience for both of us. She was learning to trust me, which I think she already did, and I was learning about her.

"Its disgusting." I felt the anger in her words. "You wanna know what she does? She helps my dad, when hes raping me! She fucking holds me down, when he's touching me! While I'm screaming for him to stop, she watches! She watches me get tortured, Emmett!" She yelled, braking out crying.

"Shhh, shhh. Baby, shhh. Its okay. I'm sorry. Its over now. Shh, shh. Don't cry." I said comforting her, rocking her in my arms. Note one, never forcefully hold Bella down. She cried for a bit, and I kept whispering sweet nothings in her ear. "Tell me about Dan. I know its hard, I'm just trying to understand. Tell me about him." I asked, after awhile.

"I had just gotten in trouble with my dad. I was hiding behind the staircase, as my dad answered the door. He had called someone earlier, giving me a warning saying that my punishment was coming. He was drunk. no shocker there.

"When he opened the door, a guy wearing an officers outfit came in the room. They greeted each other. The man wasn't drunk. I remember saying, 'mommy' as he grabbed at me. I have no clue why. After the things she did to me, why I would even think about asking for her help. I don't know.

"The man, that I later found out was named Dan, starting taking off my clothes. Charlie was sitting in a chair, drinking his beer, watching. It still makes me sick to my stomach, thinking about how he was just sitting there. Dan didn't beat me, just raped me. It wasn't the first time, I had been...touched. But it was the first time, I was actually raped." She said, her anger fading away as she told me. She was picking at the lint that was on my blanket. I had stopped massaging her shoulders. I got a weird feeling, if I continued.

We kept quiet. I didn't know what to say next. That story was good enough, to testify against Dan. She would have to say more details, though. But I didn't want to be there. I didn't want to know, how that man touched this angel.

"Emmett...I need to tell you something." She said, starting the conversation. I wrapped my arms around her tightly, in a protecting way. And nuzzled my head in the crook of her neck.

"You can tell me anything, Angel." I told her. She nodded, and she took a deep breath. Her muscles relaxing just a bit.

"Today, when you saw me get raped." I shuddered, closing my eyes, Bella continued though. "That guy...his name is Michael. We used to be...something. Like in a relationship, I guess you could say, We were really close. Best friends, since the third grade. We told each other everything."

I stiffened, thinking about that creep. "We trusted each other. But all of that trust ended, when I told him what happened to me, with my dad, when he very first raped me. That's when my some what of a normal relationship with Michael, sorta turned upside down.

"At first with him, when he found out, he cried with me. Hugged me, comforted me, like you are right now." Her voice didn't sound confident, at the end.

"You should know that I will never be as sick, and perverted as him. Or anyone else that has ruined your life. I can't even think about doing something...that wrong. Please, tell me you know that."

She sighed. "It's day one. Anything can happen. I do trust you. But that doesn't mean that I don't have doubts. All of my trust just seems to be wasted, over, and over again. I trusted people, many of them. And I'm not sure if I want to trust again...I already do though. With you. But...I don't know."

I was speechless. How I could say, how I was never going to do something like that. There were no words. Like she said, she was most likely done hearing the excuses of why, these people have hurt her. I wasn't. That was for damn sure. It was going to take time. Day one, wasn't the end. There are going to be many days in our future, were that trust will build.

My phone started ringing, and I groaned. I didn't want to move away from Bella. She turned her head, and kissed my cheek. "I think you should answer the phone." She said. I pulled away from her, and went to it. The caller ID said it was my dad.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"I can't make it. I'm sorry. It's just going to have to wait till tomorrow." He said right away, and in the background, I could hear that he was driving.

"Dad, I'm pretty sure her leg is broken. I can't let her be in pain, tonight." I said.

"I'll see what I can do. I have to make many stops tonight. If I do come over, it won't be until around five in the morning. So unless you want-"

"Thats fine. Just come over, when your done. What can I give her to stop the pain right now?" I asked him. This sucked. I needed him here.

"Hmm...just give her Tylenol. Or some other pain reliever like Advil, until I can get there. Make sure you keep her leg elevated. You know this stuff, you've seen me work at the hospital."

"Yeah, your right. I just don't have the medical stuff. But I think she will be okay, until then. Thanks dad, love you. Bye." I was trying quickly to get back to Bella.

My dad seem to notice from the rush of my words. "Alright, go back to her. Remember what I said. And I'll do my best to be there." We hung up after that, Bella was still picking at the lint on my blanket.

"Does that keep you entertained?" I asked, getting back on the bed. She shrugged, not really paying attention. I pulled her on my lap, and kissed her. She smiled, giggling a little, before kissing me back. Our kisses were soft, and sweet.

"Your dad's not coming then?" She asked. I shook my head no.

"Are you in pain? Do you want me to get some Advil...or...ummm..." I was loosing my train of thought, as Bella rubbed my chest. I closed my eyes, enjoying every second of her touching.

"No, all I want right now is you. I want you to hold me, kiss me." She was back to straddling around my waist, kissing up along my collarbone, gently kissing the scratches.

"We've had a long day," she continued. "Now, I think its time, just for some playing around." I whimpered at her words. This woman, this beautiful girl already had me wrapped around her finger. Me enjoying every minute of her presence.

And it was only day one.

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