THIRD PERSON POV

"Edward, I want you to tell me the truth." Bella said turning to Edward. She had watched as her cousin ran inside and slammed the door. Edward nodded once.

"You know I will never lie to you." He said softly kissing her hand. She blushed and giggled.

"I'm serious." He smiled and nodded. Bella took a breath.

"What did Jasper really say to her?" she asked. Edward closed his eyes.

"I do not think it is my place to say my darling."

"You said you wouldn't lie to me!" Bella exclaimed.

"And I haven't." he replied softly. She frowned.

"Then please tell me. I am worried about her. She has changed a lot since the last time I saw her." She looked back out the window. "I didn't think she had but it's becoming clearer that something really bad happened to her in those years we never saw her and obviously what Jasper said upset her and I know small things don't upset her easily." She turned back to him. "So please Edward please tell me what happened." Edward sighed. She made it so hard to keep things from her. He closed his eyes and nodded.

"Okay." He said before telling her everything that had happened between Jasper and Odette. From Odette's blood singing to him, to him wanting and almost biting her, to both of them finding each other attracted to each other, to the talks and finally what had happened between Odette and Jasper. Bella shook her head and closed her eyes tightly when Edward finished.

"How could he say something like that to her?" she exclaimed after a few minutes of silence. "How could he be so mean?"

"I think he said it out of shock and anger more than anything. I know Jasper, Bell and he very rarely snaps." Edward ran his fingers through his hair in a very human way. "I don't know there is just something about Odette that Jasper either finds interesting or is scared of."
"We have to keep them away from each other." Bella said quietly. Edward raised an eyebrow at her.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I don't want her getting hurt by him and she will more than likely find out your secret." That last comment shocked Edward.

"What makes you think that?" he asked. Bella sighed.

"She is always reading vampire books and is a massive fan of the whole supernatural/horror genre. That and she is really, really intelligent. She will pick up on it."

"Maybe I should stay away as well." Edward said quietly. Bella looked at him filled with horror and panic.

"No! Please don't do that." She grabbed his hands ignoring the biting cold. "She seems to like you and it would look suss if you just stopped coming over or seeing her after you guys have gotten closer. Besides you are my boyfriend and she will defiantly pick up on something shifty if we suddenly stop seeing each other." Edward kissed her hands.

"All you had to do was say no." He chuckled. "I don't think I could have stayed away anyway." Bella smiled and lent in and just as their lips touched, a scream came from inside. They broke apart and Bella looked horrified at Edward.

"I can smell blood." He said and that was all she needed to hear before she ripped the car open and ran inside, Edward closely at her heels.

"Odette?" Bella yelled entering the house.

"She is in the kitchen." Edward said darting past her. They ran into the kitchen to see Odette running her hand under the sink.

"Odette? Are you okay?" Bella raced over. Odette smiled wobbly, her skin a sick ashen color.

"Yeah just a little accident." She said quietly. "can you pass me the tea towel?" Bella handed it over and Odette wrapped her hand up. Within five seconds it was covered in blood.

"Shit." Odette whispered. Bella looked queasy but stayed close and Edward kept a respectful few feet away holding his breath.

"Oh my god Odette! What happened?" Bella asked. Odette shook her head.

"Just a little scratch. Nothing to panic about." Before Odette could stop her Bella ripped the towel from her hand. They couldn't even tell where the cut started and where it ended as there was so much blood over her hand. It started to run down her wrist and onto the floor.

"Odette we should take you to the hospital." Edward said but Odette shook her head viciously.

"No! No hospitals! Please I will be fine I just need to keep it wrapped." She went to walk back over to the sink but started to wobble and grabbed the table with her good hand, the little color that was in her face now gone. Edward walked over and wrapped a clean tea towel around her hand before helping her up.

"We are taking you and that's final." He smiled softly at her and she shook her head looking about ready to pass out.
"No please. I hate hospitals." She mumbled. Bella grabbed her other arm and together they help her back into the car.

"You don't have a say in it Etty." Bella said sitting in the back and helping Odette in keeping her hand raised ignoring the bile rising in her stomach. She had always hated blood.

"How are you doing?" Bella turned to Edward who was speeding towards the hospital. He looked back in the review mirror and nodded.

"I'm alright. Not nearly as bad as Biology." They shared a small smile before Bella turned back to Odette who had her eyes closed.

"Etty?" Odette groaned.

"What happened?"

"Just a small cut I was making something to eat and it slipped. I don't really know."

"Don't worry Odette. We are here now. They will fix you up." Edward said as they pulled up at the hospital. Odette shook her head,

"Please don't make me go in there. Please don't make me." She mumbled over and over.

"I think she is losing conscious." Edward said as he opened the door to the back. "Her thoughts are all over the place. It doesn't make any sense. Quick grab her!" he moved so fast Bella didn't have a chance to react. Edward had Odette out of the car and up the stairs, holding her bridal style, before Bella could shut her door. She rushed up the stairs and over to them just as Edward's adoptive father Carlisle rushed over.

"Edward, what happened?" He asked looking shocked.

"This is Odette, Bella's cousin. She cut her hand and has now passed out. We couldn't tell how big the cut is as there was too much blood. Can you help?" Edward said. Carlisle nodded and lend them through the doors to the ED and over to an empty bed.

"Lay her down please Edward." Edward did what he was told and stepped back to hold Bella who was shaking.

"We are here now. She will be fine." He whispered into her ear. She nodded but didn't take her eyes of Carlisle as he check Odette's vital signs and pupils before finally unwrapping the tea towel wrapped around her hand. Blood began to pour out and onto the bed. Carlisle pressed the tea towel to her hand again and called for a nurse. Edward started to lead Bella away.

"NO! I am staying here." She protested.

"Darling, there is nothing you can do and Carlisle will tell us when they have fixed her up. Please, let us go and get fresh air." Edward whispered soothingly.

"I don't want to leave her." Bella mumbled tears welling up. Edward very slowly and carefully led her away. Meanwhile Carlisle and the nurses worked on Odette. She had managed to cut herself from the left corner of her left wrist right to the tip of her pinkie. She had just nicked the artery and apart from that it was an easy fix once they had stemmed the bleeding. What startled and confused Carlisle more was the fact that all up her left arm Odette had scars. Some long, some tiny, some years old and some no newer then a month or so. The same went for her right arm except her right arm also held some burn damage. On a hunch and after he sent the nurses away he looked at her legs. They were covered in scars and burns not cut as badly as her arms but the burns were considerably a lot worse and more frequent. He shook his head. Most of the ones on her arms were self-inflicted one way or another but all the other including the burns were done by someone else. Someone had tortured and beaten the poor girl at one stage. He sighed and bit his lip, a human habit he had picked up from one of his nurses. He shook his head and began to check her ribs and face for other signs of abuse. There was nothing that he hated more than abuse especially towards young women and those close to his son's love. He didn't mean to pry but he just couldn't help himself.