Ok so I know the last chapter was bleh! So as soon as I posted it I began to work on the next one. So here it is! It skips a whole month, yea I know a long time for the heart broken lovers but don't worry they'll get back together soon.

One Month Later

Point of View (Stasia)

I scrubbed vigorously at the stubborn dirt spot. I sighed frustrated that it would not come off the carpet. It had been bothering me everyday that I had been at home.

"Come on you stupid dirt spot." I stared down the spot as it still refused to budge. I stuck my tongue out at it then stood up aggravated.

"Ah, great now i'm talking to dirt." I muttered to no one.

I dusted off my clothes and walked toward my dad's unmade bed. I gathered the sheets so I could wash them. This had become a regular routine. I wake up every morning my body crying protests, my heart breaking more each minute, and knowing that it will never get better.

With that thought in my mind I began to become obsessed with cleaning. I would clean the spot were I had been beaten the worst the night before. It seemed to help me forget it, to help me just toss it with the other beatings. I never remembered a particular beating anymore.

Only ones I remembered are the ones that left cruel scars. The burning water, the glass incident, and a few others.

As I poured the soap into the washing machine I pondered what may have happened at school the past month. I, myself, had no idea. I had not gone to school since the glass incident. I shuddered involuntarily.

Once I knew I had nothing else to clean I went and lay on the couch. I closed my eyes hoping that I could finally rest without dreaming. I had not had one good night sleeps since Paul's last visit.

I hummed myself to a fitful sleep. The dream was a replica of the one I had the night before and the night before that.

I was standing in a dark room, I could see nothing but I could hear everything. It started out as I murmur of words, which were so low that you could not decipher word from word. It slowly grew louder and faster. It reverberated around the walls as it crescendo.

I began to hear the words now. They were clear and distinct.

"You are such an idiot! You are a slut!"

I frantically tried to cover my hears but they were tied together with nothing. It was if a magnetic force pulled my hands together. After those futile attempts I tried to run, to run out of the room. Yet, there were no windows, doors, or holes. It was a sealed, locked, an inescapable box.

I fell to the ground of the box sobbing. I wished to escape of these painful memories; I wished to remember the happier ones.

I awoke to a loud pounding sound echoing throughout the house. I looked fearfully at the front door. Someone was at my house. Who was it? Was it a school official here to drag me back? Or maybe I had been screaming so loud that a neighbor had finally decided to care.

I jumped up from the couch and hobbled over to the door. I stood there staring at it unsure if I should open it or not. The pounding continued as I continued to stare at the door.

I grasped the cold knob and pulled. The door opened revealing the 3 most unlikely and unwanted people. Bella, Edward, and Carlisle Cullen stood at the door with fear plain on their painfully beautiful faces.

"You're alive! I heard so much screaming! What happened to your face?" Bella pulled me into a tight embrace, but her face look horrified.

"Good afternoon Stasia." Carlisle smiled at me looking me over with a calm face.

Edward stood in the back looking at me with a face of pure rage.

"Hi, w-w-what are you guys doing here?" I kept my face down.

"Well I am here to remove that cast and Bella insisted she come along. Edward was too very worried about you…" Carlisle's voice faded

"Oh…well I guess you can come in…" I backed out of the way of the door way, they inspected my house almost as if they were looking for something.

I bit my lip nervously, keeping my face down.

"Stasia what happened to your face?" Bella grasped my chin, she was quite strong for someone that tiny, and made me look at her.

"I uh…fell…" I finished weakly.

"Sure, i'm so going to believe that." I flinched a bit at Bella's sarcastic tone; it reminded me to much of something I didn't want to remember.

She must of notice because her face softened.

"I didn't mean to snap at you it's just I have been so worried about you."

"It's ok, I do not think you should be worrying though. I'm fine." I smiled at her.

"Well exclude the long scar on the side of your face, you look perfectly fine." I bit my tongue, I guess she forgot to mention the bruises, possible cracked ribs, and oh so many cuts.

My heart beat faster as I, swear, I heard a growl coming from Edward. I glanced toward him his face was calm, inhumanly calm. His eyes seemed to be full of rage.

I turned my attention back to Bella who was looking at me anxiously.

"Umm…Stasia can you please take a seat so I can remove that cast." Carlisle gestured to the couch in his other hand was a small saw.

"Yea sure." I whispered as I hobbled over to the couch.

He pulled my leg up and began to work on getting the cast off.

"Bella how has school been?" I looked over to were she was standing.

"You've missed so much. You know how we had that snow storm a few days ago?"

"I remember." Snow was ruined for me now, when your left outside in it during the night, it loses its magical touch.

"Ok well a lot of people decided to have a really big snow fight." Her eyes were lit with amusement as she recalled the story.

"Before you continue Bella I would just like to say that I must be off." Carlisle had finished removing my cast, so I quickly pulled down my pant leg.

"Ok Carlisle were just going to stay here a bit longer."

"I do not mind but this is Stasia's house." He glanced toward me.

"It's fine." I muttered.

"Oh good, ok so as I was saying…"

It went on like this for hours, literally. Bella talked about everything that had happen of importance at the month I had not been at school. Then she moved onto her own family, recalling the silly banters, the bets between Jasper and Emmett, and the shopping sprees Alice insisted on taking her on.

I just sat there listening as intently as I could. Her talk was distracting enough that I could forget everything. Edward had added in only a few words most of the time he sat there staring at Bella. Occasionally he would glance at me with a confused look on his face.

Bella was in the middle of telling me about a horrific experience on one of the shopping trips when the door crashed open. My dad walked in with a bored expression on his face. I jumped up my heart pounding this was not good.

"I'm home, were the hell is dinner?" I clenched my hands into fist, my fingernails tore my skin.

"Dad…" He looked toward me then towards Bella who had gone to stand next to Edward.

"Who the hell are these people?" He walked toward me anger bubbling in his eyes.

"This is Edward and Bella Cullen there father is Carlisle Cullen, the doctor." I whispered looking down at the floor.

"I know who the fuck he is! But why are they here?" His anger had bubbled over, no spewed over.

"Dr. Cullen came to take my cast off and they came with him." I refused to even glance at Edward and Bella.

"Where is Dr. Cullen?" He sneered the name.

"He left a few hours ago." I mumbled.

"Then why are they still here?" His jaw clenched and unclenched as he waited for my answer.

"They had to fill me in on all the school I have missed."

"So you decided to completely ignore your other responsibilities? I'm guessing that dinner isn't even ready yet."

"No, no it's not." I looked up at him hoping he would not do anything in front of Edward and Bella.

"Just as I thought." He turned toward Bella and Edward who had been silent throughout all of this. "You two may leave, now."

"I'm sorry for the trouble we have caused." Bella looked apologetic but Edward was glaring at my dad.

"Sure." My dad opened the front door for them. They walked out hand in hand, Edward looked back at me once more before my dad slammed the door shut.

Point of View (Edward)

Hot rage filled my stomach. That vile, disgusting, man was the reason Stasia was so hurt. I knew it, from the point I began to read he mind and that little show of character back there.

I clutched the steering wheel.

"Edward, what are we going to do?" Bella's voice was not soft or sweet, it was a low harsh sound.

"I say we kill her father." I muttered as I pressed the gas pedal a little harder.

"I agree with you but think rationally Edward. We have no real proof."

"What are you talking about? There's plenty of proof."

"Name one thing."

"His mind is pretty obvious, Stasia's isn't though."

"Sure, let's go tell the police that you can read minds. That'll work out real well." I grinned as her sarcasm seemed to calm the tension.

"Ok well fine, but what if we make Stasia confess?"

"How do you plan on making her?"

"We won't, but I know someone who can."

"Who? Jasper?"

"No, Bella do you have Paul's number?"

Point of View (Paul)

I was sitting in my apartment staring at the ceiling. I wanted, no I needed, to see Stasia. My heart depended on it. It was so feeble and broken that I knew only one thing could fix it.

Yet I could not ever fix it. I was being forced to never see my Stasia. Sam had ordered me to stay away from her, for the good of the pack and me. I did not understand why. She was nothing to any of them, not a threat at all.

I felt my phone begin to vibrate in my pocket. I grabbed it ready to throw it but I caught the name and stopped. I flipped it open not knowing what to expect.

"Hello?"

"Hey Paul, this Bella."

"I know, what do you want?"

"I think you need to go see Stasia." My heart beat faster as her name was mentioned.

"Why? Did something happen to her?"

"Possibly, please just go see her. She hasn't been to school for a month and there is something going on in her house…"

"I'm not allowed to go see her."

"Says who?"

"Sam and Jacob."

"Well I don't give a damn about there stupid orders. Go see Stasia." Bella's voice was harsh, harsher then I have ever heard her speak.

"Ok I will, but…why do you care?"

"The day after you left, I talked to her and…well go ask her yourself."

"I will, thanks Bella."

"Your welcome, bye Paul."

I snapped the shut standing up. I would go see Stasia. Screw what Sam and Jacob thought. If only they really knew the agony I had been.

I walked out of my apartment into the woods.

"I'm coming Stasia." I whispered as I morphed.

There! That was a long chapter, full of good action! Happy? Next chapter though will not be up very soon, I have a lot of stuff to do this weekend!

Until Next Time

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