Secrets That Kill
Summary: Bella has been living in Forks all her life. After years of bullying she turns to something that can kill. Later she is diagnosed with anorexia and she cuts daily. She's in the stage of depression. Will the new kids be able to help her out? All human.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters. I just own the plot of this story.
Ages:
Bella – 17
Edward – 17
Emmett – 18
Rosalie – 17
Jasper – 17
Alice – 16
Charlie – 43
Carlisle – 36
Esme - 35
Families:
Swans;
Bella
Charlie
Cullen's;
Carlisle
Esme
Emmett (oldest of the bunch)
Rosalie & Jasper (twins, the next in the family)
Edward (adopted in the family 3 years after the twins were born)
Alice (the youngest of the bunch)
(all of them are Carlisle and Esme's real children apart from Edward)
Bella Swan
Later that day, we were all sat in the front room playing games on the Wii. Emmett had decided to have a tournament with Edward, and let me tell you; they were both competitive!
I had to dodge as an elbow came flying my way. "Oops! Sorry Bella!" Emmett said to me; not taking his eyes off of the screen. "Haha! Edward, you loser!"
Rosalie rolled her eyes at me on the floor by my legs. "They're always like this."
Eventually, Edward acknowledged that he had lost, and collapsed against the nearest couch. This was the couch I was sat on. Thankfully he didn't sit too near.
"Bella?" Emmett said; standing by the TV. "You want a game?"
I raised my eyebrow at him. Me, having a game? I doubt it. "No, thanks though."
He shrugged and sat down.
Esme took the chance to take the remote and turn the Wii off. She put on some nature program and nearly every person in the room – apart from me, Edward and Carlisle – groaned.
Jasper and Alice settled themselves into a game of some sort – a game I'd never played or heard of before, and the rest of them got on with their own things too.
So to say that I was grateful when Rosalie said we could go for a walk would be an understatement. I was happy to get outside. The only downer was that Edward decided to tag along. It was only a downer because I couldn't talk to Rosalie about the things I'd wanted too. Still, I couldn't exactly tell him to go away. Maybe a new a face around would be soothing.
Carlisle agreed to take the IV out of me – as long as I'd take down fluids every so often - so I was free to roam wherever I wanted. I was happy and content. 1) I hadn't panicked when Carlisle had removed the IV. 2) Everything seemed okay for a little while.
"So, Bella," Edward began as we walked down a pebble-dashed walkway behind the Cullen house. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I murmured quietly; trying to step away from him.
He stepped closer. "Okay, good. Because Carlisle won't tell me anything that's going on."
I swallowed and looked at Rosalie from the corner of my eye. She was glaring at her brother.
"I'm going to be fine." I took a deep breath and didn't move away when he walked closer beside me. I had to show him I wasn't afraid. "I'm not supposed to say anything because…I don't even know why not…"
We sat down on a small bench at the edge of a river just below the Cullen property. Was this their river too?
I looked at Rosalie. "Why can't I tell anyone?"
She shrugged. "Carlisle decided himself not to tell the rest of them. Do you want to tell them?"
I looked over at Edward; at his soft topaz eyes and bronzed colored hair. His cheeks held a small amount of color and he smiled softly at me. He looked so innocent.
I pursed my lips. "Maybe just Edward."
Rosalie smiled. "If you only want too. Don't let this big oaf pressure you." She hit Edward on the arm playfully.
He grinned and rolled his eyes. "Really Bella, I'm just worried about you. It's not nice knowing you're not well and then having to be kept from the truth."
I bit my lip. "Sorry." I looked at the grass as I fiddled with my hands. How did I hurt all the people around me? I was like a sadness magnet.
He sighed. "Don't blame yourself, Bella. Please don't. It's not your fault. Carlisle is just bizarre; he tends to think what he thinks, other people think too."
I looked up at him. "Just…don't be angry at me, okay?"
Rosalie scooted closer to me and wrapped her arms around me. "Take your time."
So I told Edward. I told him everything that I was feeling; everything that had happened; everything that was reality. Rosalie helped a little too, just to make sure that Edward understood.
At the end of it, Edward was sat there pale as a sheet. His eyes were wide and his lips dry. "But…I…" He stumbled for words. "I'm so sorry, Bella." He wouldn't look at Rosalie; as if he was remembering what they had been through together.
"It's okay." I shrugged. "I guess. It's the life I have to live…"
"You – and other people – can make it better, though, right?" He smiled encouragingly.
"I guess."
We talked endlessly for what seemed like hours, before it got a little cold and Rosalie made her way inside.
Rain started falling gracefully from the sky but neither Edward nor I moved. He stared out at the water without blinking. He sighed quietly.
"I'm going to go inside now." I whispered kindly. But me being me, my foot slipped on the wet grass and I went crashing to the ground. I don't know what set me off; but as soon as my face hit the pebbles on the walkway, I began to cry. Maybe it was all the emotion I had let build up inside of me. I could taste copper in my mouth and soon realized it was blood. My blood. This couldn't get any worse.
"Bella?" Edward jumped to his feet and I heard him walk slowly across the pebbles. He seemed hesitant. "ROSE!" He bellowed; his voice getting cut off by the wind. "Damn." He cursed. "I'm so sorry, Bella." He apologized as his arms maneuvered around me and lifted me up. I sagged forwards like a rag doll. I nearly hit the pebbles again. I couldn't seem to find my feet. "Bella," His voice was strong and powerful. "You have to get up."
I clenched my hands around his coat as I struggled to see through the blood that was covering my face. Where was it coming from? I wailed loudly and he tightened his grip on me.
The scraping noise alerted us that the screen door was opening at the back of the house. "Edward? Bella? Are you guys okay?" It was Emmett.
"NO!" Edward screamed forcefully. "Bella's hurt, you idiot!"
I heard Emmett's curse even from where I was. "Shit!" There were soft noises in the grass as Emmett ran over to us. "God, what the hell happened?"
"She went and hit the pebbles. Give me your jumper." I could hardly hear Edward, and his mouth was right next to my ear.
"What, why?" Emmett argued.
"So I can clean her up, you jerk!" Edward then spoke to me. "Bella, you still with me?"
I grumbled a response as I was turned to lie across his lap like a baby. I flinched and grasped his wrist as he ran Emmett's jumper over my face. I must have had a lot of cuts.
How was it, that in my times of trauma, I could touch people without panicking? How was it fair? Was God trying to tell me I should be scared and worried for the rest of my life?
"Let me carry her, so you can get in the house quicker and freshen up." Before Edward could respond, Emmett had lifted me up and was carrying me to what I assumed was the house.
In a split second I felt the air shift from cold to warm. We were finally in the house.
"Carlisle," Emmett spoke. "Bella fell on the pebbles." He handed me over to someone but I knew it wasn't Carlisle.
I looked up through the haze to find Rosalie looking down at me. "It's alright Bella." How the hell was she able to hold me? I was huge. She sat me up on the couch and held my hand as Carlisle inspected my cuts.
I seemed a little out of it but when Esme suggested I take my wet clothes off, I jumped off of the couch and nearly hit Carlisle over. I wasn't taking my jacket off; they'd see the cuts.
"But…you must be cold." Esme reasoned.
"I'm fine." I tensed my jaw. I couldn't think of an excuse as to why I wouldn't take my jacket or anything else off.
"Um, I'll find Bella something to wear. C'mon, Bella." Thank God Rosalie was there to help me get out of it!
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