I have a suprise for you this week, monkies. (: I said when I started writting this story that it was going to be an all BPOV story, but I've decided to let you into the heads of not one, but TWO, other characters this week. Exciting, is it not? Well I know you want to read so I won't keep you much longer. My reviews this week were great! And thanks to all who participated. So, on with the story my little flyng monkies. (: We're gonna start off with Edward to see what's going on inside that beautiful head of his, but to find out who the other character is you just have to read... Enjoy, monkies.

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Chapter 14: A Different Veiw of Things

EPOV

Bella's hand lay over my heart after the hot day we just had. It was like a marathon of nothing but her and I and I had to say that it was wonderful. She was sound asleep, had been for a couple hours. I couldn't blame her. I was cocky enough to say, yes, I am that good in bed. Sounds like an arrogant thing to say, but it was true. I looked over at the alarm clock to see how long I had been avoiding sleep. After I saw that it was thirty past midnight, I looked back down at Bella. She was peacfull and you couldn't help running your fingers through her hair when she looked like that. I strokedher hair for what felt like forever and it usually put me to sleep quick, but tonight was different.

I couldn't sleep because I couldn't think of anything else besides what Bella told me the night before. Not only had this dickweed left her because she couldn't have children, but he also gang bangged her? And she was voulnerable enough not to realize he had brought people together to rape her? It was sickening. Not on her part, because she thought she was doing the right thing, but how could they do that to someone? I looked back at her face and silent tears started to fall. To know that someone had hurt this sweet, innocent woman was bringing out things in me I didn't even know I had.

First, it brought out rage. I wanted to kill Mike for doing this to her. She didn't deserve it. And how anyone could hurt her was beyond me. But it was Mike, after all, who had done it, so I could see the king of creeps creeping on his prey. I was angry and I wanted to hurt him. I had never been so angry in my life, not even when I found out Tanya was cheating on me. I wanted him to know how it felt to go through a pain you couldn't help, and I would be glad to do it for him.

Second, I felt guilt. Guilt that if I would have stayed witih her through college, like we planned, none of this would have ever happened. She wouldn't have been hurt, because I would have never hurt her. And she wouldn't be emotionally hurt either, because we would have found another way to have a baby. I wanted alife with her, but instead I had to go to fucking Oxford and screw everything up.

And third, I felt sad. Hence the tears falling down my face and the sobs that were shattering me. I felt like it was my fault. And that she shouldn't have gone through that. Why had God chosen her to do that to? Not that I wanted it to happen to anyone else, but it seemed all the bad things happened to the best people. And Bella truely was the best. She was caring and kind. Loyal and beautiful. She had the best taste in everything and all around was the most practical woman I had ever met. So why her? Why did it appen to her?

"Babe?" she asked groggily, rubbing her eyes so she could see me. My shaking must have woken her up. I tried to wipe my eyes quickly so she wouldn't see that I had been crying. She reached over and turned the light on, squinting at what must have felt like the sun to her. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I stated, but my voice cracked in the middle. She looked at me and scooted closer. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling more comfertable than I'd ever been.

"What is it?" she asked, cupping a hand to my face.

"I was just wondering, why did it happen to you? Why did it have to happen to you?" I asked, starting to cry silently again. She wrapped her arms around my torso and hid her face in my neck. I could feel warm, wet tears sliding down my cheek and I knew I had upset her. I shouldn't have brought it up.

"I don't know. I never really got that answer myself," she whispered. This woman was the most amazing human being ever.

"I will never let you get hurt like that again," I said firmly. The tears had stopped now and I was just angry. I wanted to punch a wall, but I knew that would probably be a bad idea. For my hand and her wall. She nodded and burried her face deeper into my neck. That's when things started to get bad. Her sobs became uncontrolable and I could tell she was having a hard time breathing. Almost to the point that she was hyperventilating. "Shhhh, I got you, baby," I told her as my grip tightened. I had never seen Bella cry this bad, and I was starting to wonder if it was something else. "Shhh. What's going on?" I asked, running my hand through her hair to comfort her.

"He rapped me. They rapped me," she sobbed. Realization was finally hitting her. She realized that Mike hadn't done it out of love for her because she wanted a child. He had done it to tourture her, and he had succeded. "I know, baby, I know," I whispered, holding her as tight as I could. All I wanted to do was make it go away, but I knew it was far from over. That her past would come back because Mike wouldn't stop until he was dead.

And I would gladly be the one to put a bullet in his head.

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A couple weeks had passed and summer was quickly arriving. We were at that stage in the school year where no one wanted to do any work at all. And though, I hated to do it, I knew I had to give them work until the last day. They never said it couldn't be bussy work...

I passed out the Pirates of the Caribbean cross word puzzle to my students before heading back to my desk. They did it in no time, listening to their iPods and working in groups. By the time class was half over they were all bored. So, I interviened. I stood from my desk and walked up to my podeum.

"What's everyone's plans for summer?" I asked. A light buz of excitement ran through the room at the mentin of summer and they were suddenly all talking at once.

"I'm going to the lake!" a girl said.

"My parents like to take me and my brother camping," another guy said.

"That summer camp for the school," one person said, and then it was all talking about that.

"Are you going to be there, Coach?" a student asked. I nodded.

"Of course. And a few of my friends," I informed them.

What are your other plans for the summer?" Chelsea asked me. I smirked.

"Well, I'm getting married. I'm pretty sure it's going to be happening in the summer. Or at least I want it to," I said. The class was now quiet and intent on hearing about my wedding. I didn't know anything about it though. That was up to Bella, Alice and Rose, because I was not a good decorator. I only knew who the bride was and to me that's all that mattered.

"Who are you marrying?" they asked. I rolled my eyes. I had been waiting for that question because they all very well knew who I was marrying.

"Ms. Newton." I explained. I hated saying that as her last name, because it reminded me of him. I was just glad that very soon it would be changed to Cullen and we could all get on with our lives and be happy. Bella didn't say anything when I called her Swan, so that's what I was going to call her. Not the vile name on her dry erase board at the front of her classroom. All the girls giggled in anticipation and most of the guys either looked jealous or just downtrodden. I laughed at it all right before the bell rang. It was my last class of the day, so I made my way to the baseball feild. I was coaching there today, football wouldn't miss me. I stopped by Bella's room first, letting her know practice shouldn't run that late. She grabbed her purse before nodding and kissing me to leave. I smiled all the way to the field. I was happy to say that I would soon be her husband.

MPOV

"Why the fuck can't you do anything right?" the snarrling bitch asked me on the phone.

"I can do everything right. Its you and your stupid ass plans that are making things difficult. Why can't I just go beat his ass? Its not like I would kill him or anything. Just hurt him enough for him to know that Bella's mine," I said.

"Because, if this plan is going to work-"

"There you go with the damn plans again. Shit, can't we just do things my way once?"

"No!"

"And why not?"

"Because your way of doing things is pure and total shit. You're hot, but you're not smart," she said into the phone. I rolled my eyes on the recieving end.

"Fine, then just find a way to do things so I can get my wife back,"

"I will. I'm not letting that bitch get anywhere near my Edward and an alter." she said before hanging up. She was probably one of the more sexy women I'd ever been with. Even when I was cheating on Bella when we were married I had never found anyone like her. It was amazing. Too bad after we split the shit heads up she would fawn all over Edward. But, who said we couldn't fool around even if we were married? It is a win/win situation. I planned on getting Bella back, and she planned on landing her husband. If I knew anything, I knew this was going to work. Thing is, as hot as she is, I would turn on Tanya any secind if I didn't get my way. I would put a bullet straight through stupid Edward's brain if it meant getting my wife back.

I started getting ready for bed. This damn little appartment wasn't sitting well with me. I'm a lawer, damnit. I deserve a big house. Something about the plan was getting the house back. I was going to re-marry Bella, screw her brains out, and then killing her. That way I would get the house, the money, and be a free man again. I would also get the bitch back for getting everything in the divorce. I was going to get my end. And I was going to do it my way, not Tanya's.

Ok, I know the Mike POV was kind of short, but I can't give everything away. (: Review for me and I'll write even more! (: