I DONT OWN
"Is that the last of the boxes?" I asked as we finished unpacking my things.
"Yeah, I counted." Ella giggled, looking around the room.
"Good. This means that we can begin preparing for the nursery," I pointed out, looking around the living room. Edward's house actually looked a little bit more home-y with my things in it. I love living here already.
"I can't wait. Do you want to do neutral," I asked him thinking about the color options. He nodded. I grinned, trying to sum up a list of items in my head. We've even been discussing themes for it. "Good...because I love the color green."
"Edward's eyes are green," Ella commented and I chuckled, knowing that she'd pretty much caught onto the idea.
"How about I make dinner before we have to get to work?" I asked and they all nodded, agreeing immediately. My cooking is pretty famous around here. They all seem to love it as if they've never eaten a real home-cooked meal.
I guess, living with Edward, they probably haven't had many of those. I know Esme makes their lunches, and breakfast, but they probably eat out for dinner most of the time. No wonder they're so crazy for my food! I smiled at the thought, liking the fact that I was needed. It's not something that I'm totally used to.
I went in and quickly put together some ravioli. That's always been one of Ella's favorite, and I've yet to make it for us all as a family. I hope the others like it too, because I tend to cook it all the time. Well, once every other week is all the time for me. I don't cook a lot with work, but when I do, I try to make things that my sister likes.
"Can I help mix it, Bella?" Emmett asked as I made my homemade sauce. Edward was in the living room with the girls right now.
"Absolutely, hop up here." I patted the counter beside me, and he climbed up swiftly. After making sure that he was settled, I handed him the bowl and the mixing spoon. "Okay, so, if you mix this way..." I showed him the technique, and he caught on quickly. "There, you got it."
"So...Alice calls you momma'?" He asked and I nearly froze.
"Um, yeah."
"Is...would it be a bad thing if I wanted to call you mom too?" He asked, speaking softer. I turned to look at him. His green eyes were wide and hopeful. I pursed my lips, feeling a smile take over my face.
"Is that what you want?"
"Well...yeah...you act like a mom to me. Alice wants to be your daughter. I want to be your son." He pointed out as if it were obvious. I felt my smile grow.
I walked over to him, and took the bowl. Carefully, I moved it and sat it across the counter from us. After it was out of the way, I wrapped my arms around the boy. He sat still for a second, but quickly returned the hug. I couldn't stop – I was just overly filled with joy that Emmett was accepting me into his family so quickly. I sighed, pulling away a bit so that I could look him in the eyes.
"I'd be more than happy to call you my son, Em." I breathed and his face lit up.
"Thank you, Be-...mommy!"
"Oh, you're always welcome." I chuckled, hugging him again. "Thank you."
"You too," I laughed.
After dinner, we had to part with the kids. I ended up dropping Ella off at her house – since dad's off tomorrow. Edward and I dropped Alice and Emmett off at Esme's afterward. I actually felt bad for having to leave Ella with Charlie, while the others got to go to Esme's. It's almost like she's getting rooked in this situation.
Edward and I went to the station and quickly changed out. I wasn't really in the mood to work – I wanted to be with the family. Edward insisted that I go today, because I'd already turned in my two-weeks resignation. In two weeks I'll be switching over to work with Esme, with the children. I was excited about that too – so it didn't make me feel any better about having to work as a paramedic.
We were out on the road when it began to snow harder. I hated being in the bus when it snowed, because of how dangerous it was. I could tell that Edward felt the same way because he was tensed into his seat. His knuckled had turned white with how hard he was gripping the wheel. I took my free hand and rubbed his shoulder, hoping to make him more at ease. My other hand rested comfortably on my belly.
"It's okay, Edward." I giggled. "You're driving like a slug as it is."
"I don't trust these streets, Bella." Edward mumbled and I rolled my eyes. We were going insanely slow. Slower than I've ever seen anyone like Edward drive.
"We're fine."
"Until we get a call and we have to drive faster." He grumbled and I rolled my eyes at him. That's Edward – king of the overprotective. "You know...I may be called over protective...but Bella, think of all of the times that my over protectiveness has saved your life...or anything close."
"You're lucky I love you." I sighed, taking one of his hands. He smiled impishly before looking back at the snowy, dark roads.
Things went similar to that for a while. Us going at the pace of a slug, and the snow building up. That's why when a Porshe came speeding by, cutting us off, Edward flipped his lid. He cursed a bit, and hit the wheel, but calmed down for a while. The car stayed in front of us though, and it didn't turn. That's when another car, a vanquish, came speeding up and cut the car in front of us off. It hit them though, barely chipping the front of them.
"Aw, shit!" I yelled as Edward attempted to stop the bus. It didn't work though, and we slid over the ice and right into the two cars. There was an SUV behind us that knocked right into the back of us, shoving us right off of the road all together.
And then everything went black.
"Bella!" I heard Edward's voice. He was screaming. That's when I felt the pounding on my chest. Why was he hitting me? I groaned, and sputtered out a few coughs. Edward sighed, yelling my name again. "Bella, love, look at me. Open your eyes!"
"It's cold, Edward..." I huffed as I came to terms with the fact that I'd been laying in the snow. Snow? Edward must have been doing CPR on me. I coughed again, proving my thoughts further. Edward sighed again, and kissed my cheek.
"But you're okay, Bella."
"I thi-...mother fucker!" I cried out as I felt a cramp in my abdomen.
"Bella? What hurts?" He pleaded and I felt another one.
"The babies...oh, Jesus. The babies, Edward!"
"Where do you hurt?" He asked, feeling around my abdomen. I just cried out again.
That's when I heard the other ambulances and cars coming.
"Edward..." I moaned, going light-headed again.
"Bella, so help me...just wait. You'll be okay. Everything will be okay, Bella. I promise you." Edward called over the noise.
When I opened my eyes, it felt as if I'd just blinked. But I hadn't – instead I'd passed out...I guess. I looked around, recognizing that I was in the hospital. I looked around, trying to keep things straight. That's when I realized that someone was crying to my right. I was surprised when I turned to see Edward sitting there. He had his face in his hands, and his shoulders were shaking with each cry.
"Edward..." I whispered and he looked up.
"Oh, Bella, love. How do you feel? Do you need anything?" He asked me, taking my hands into his. I frowned at him.
That's when I remembered the car accident. I thought about the pile-up, and all of the people. I thought about waking up in the snow, with blood everywhere. It hadn't processed at the time, but now that I could see the gauze wrapped around Edward's head, I knew that he'd been injured. I then remembered the pains that I had during the accident...the babies. I felt my eyes tear up again.
"We lost them?" I asked him and his eyes widened.
"No! No...just...one."
"Oh God..." I began to cry with him. He wrapped his arms around me and cried too.
"Bella..." He sobbed and kissed my temple. "There were three. There were th-three babies. You lost one, but the other two are one-hundred-percent okay. Okay, honey? It'll be okay. We'll be okay." He sobbed harder and I just cried with him. It wasn't okay – losing my baby would never be okay. "I love you so much, honey. I tried...there wasn't anything I could do."
"No...you did g-good." I sniffled and kissed his cheek. "I just...my baby."
"I know, I know." He sighed and held me close.
We spent the day together, just crying. I knew that we should have called the family, and told them that I was awake – I just couldn't bring myself to do so. All I wanted was to have my baby back – I never even got to meet it. I loved it so much, for being so small. I cried harder as my mind drifted back to my baby.
"How do you feel?" Carmen and Esme came in together. Carmen was in uniform, and Esme had a basket of goods with her.
"B-better...in some ways. Worse in others." I sniffled and she walked over with her arms out. She wrapped them around me, apologizing for everything. "It's certainly not your fault, Es."
"I know. I still feel awful for you two. I've suffered many miscarriages, so...I know how you feel." She told me softly and I shrugged.
"I never even got to meet it..."
"It was a little girl," Edward sniffled and I shook my head. "Bella...they all were."
"Baby girls? I'm having girls?" I began to cry again. This time, I was partially smiling. I was thinking about my daughters.
"Oh, honey." Esme sighed.
The next couple days went worse than that. The more I thought about my lost baby, the more I hated myself. I was so angry because I didn't take care of it right. It hurt my body just thinking about my lost little girl. I was always afraid that I was going to do something wrong – that I would lost my other girls.
Needless to say, I'd turned into quite the numb-butt.
Edward took care of the kids, and Esme helped him. I got a lot of calls from my mother, and her kids. I just wasn't in the mood for it though. I knew that I was neglecting them – the family that I did have. I just didn't know how to turn things around. I just didn't know what to do with myself...I felt so wrong being alive when my baby wasn't.
I was sitting for my sixth day straight when I heard the door slam in the kitchen. I didn't even flinch. That's when the door opened and Edward walked in. He was still in uniform, he had what looked like more than a five-o-clock shadow, his hair was a mess, and he looked exhausted. I pursed my lips, and looked down at my fingers. I didn't know what to say to him. He just walked over and sat down next to me. I watched him as he placed his hands on my thighs and looked me in the eyes.
"Bella." He said my name and I nodded once. "You need to get out of bed."
I shrugged.
"I'm serious...get out of bed."
"N-no. I can't." I mumbled and he shook his head.
"Bella, do you see yourself? You're a wreck. You need to get back into your life. You cannot spend the rest of this pregnancy in bed. I love you, and the kids love you. They're all terrified – Ella thinks that you're sick and lying to her. Alice's ticks are back. Bella, you need to get out of bed. Esme and I can't do this alone. I know you're these babies' mom...but you're the others' mother too." He explained and I felt my lip quiver.
"I can't, Edward. What if I lose them..."
"You won't. What happened was a freak accident. That baby must not have been ready – what if it was going to be born too small? Put you into labor too early? What if you lost all of them, because the other wasn't ready yet? Bella, what happens...it happens. I love you, and I refuse to let you sit in here like a homebody. I refuse to let you put up your damn walls again. I. Love. You."
"I love you too...I just...I don't know...Edward..." I cried suddenly, surprising myself. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried. "I love you."
"I love you too, honey."
"I just...I get so scared."
"I know you do, but honey, I'm here. I love you. And I promise to help you with the others. For all we know, that baby could have been lost long before the accident. I loved it too, Bella. But you honest-to-God need to get a move on."
"I'm s-sorry! I'm a horrible mom!"
"No, you aren't." He whispered.
"But I am...I can't even take care of the kids that I have."
"Bella...you and I are a team here. You have got to get over this. I love you, you're a perfect mother when you get out of bed in the morning. I know you're mourning...but we just can't do this anymore. Please."
"You sure? You don't hate me?"
"Why the hell would I hate you? Bella, if anything...I love you more! You've proven to me how strong...and beautiful...and amazing you are." He sighed and kissed my cheek and then my lips. "You're the most important thing in the world to me. Our relationship, and our children. Don't ever doubt that."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too, Belle. I really do."
"Edward...I want to marry you."
"Okay...we will get married someday. That went unspoken." He chuckled and I shook my head.
"I want to marry you...soon." I told him seriously. "I want...I want to elope. I don't want to wait, Edward."
"Are you serious?" He asked and I nodded. A slow grin spread over his face. "I would love to marry you, Isabella Swan."
"When? When do you want to...I mean." I mumbled and he chuckled at my nervousness.
"Bella, we can go...we can go tomorrow morning. What do you say we go see the kids at mom's first. We should tell them what we're doing – I don't want them to feel excluded...you know?" He asked and I nodded.
"I would love that," I sighed.
"Good. Can I get half an hour in the shower first? I'm sure I smell like fish." He murmured and I smiled at him.
"Sure...can I...join you?"
"Do you wan-..."
"I'm not ready to do anything yet...but...I need a shower to." I smiled sheepishly at him and he grinned back, and kissed me smack on the lips.
"Anything for you, my lady." He whispered before helping me out of the bed.
When we finally got to Esme's, we went on up to the kid's room. Alice was asleep, but the other two were up and talking. I stopped with Edward, outside the door, and we listened in on them for a moment. Edward gave me a questioning look, but I just pressed my forefinger to his lips, telling him to wait silently.
"I wish I had a mommy like you." Ella whispered.
"I have Bella. But I don't have one...at least, you and I both have just Bella."
"But Bella's my sister. I want a mommy. Someone to make me cookies at Christmas, to teach me things, and to be...my mommy. Bella just isn't that." Ella sighed and Edward's brow furrowed. "I love Bella, I love her the most. Always. But she's not my mom."
"I understand. It's like that with Nana Esme and I." Emmett pointed out.
"I wish Nana Esme was my mom..." Ella mumbled.
"She's great." Emmett agreed.
We waited a couple seconds before knocking and coming in. I went in and sat down on Ella's bed. I wrapped my arm around her while Edward pulled Emmett into his lap. They looked at us expectantly, knowing that we were keeping something from them. Edward was the one who began talking, telling them that we loved them very much.
"What's wrong, Bella?" Ella asked.
"Edward and I...we decided that we're going out of town for a week, tops. We decided to get married while we're there. We want to make this small – not a big ceremony. You understand?" I asked her and she nodded, her face frowning.
"Okay. So...when you come back...you'll be a Cullen?"
"Absolutely." I nodded and she grinned widely.
"I can't wait for you!" She hugged me and I smiled at her.
"I'm happy you understand..." I sighed and kissed her cheek. "When we get back, we're taking you guys wherever you want for a day. The zoo, park, wherever."
"You mean it?" Emmett's eyes lit up as if it were Christmas again.
"Absolutely." I promised and they giggled, immediately talking to each other about what we could do that day.
"Okay, we're going to hit the road. Call us when you need us." I whispered and hugged both of the kids goodbye.
"Bye twinnies!" Ella kissed my belly and I smiled softly, my heart aching a bit. She had no idea about the loss of the third baby – she never even knew of the third baby to begin with.
"Yeah! Bye!" Emmett giggled, kissing my tummy. I kissed them both one last time before following Edward to Alice's room.
We walked in to see her awake in her bed. She was looking around as if she'd just woke up, and she kept scrunching up her nose. I sighed, knowing that she always did that when she was scared of something. Edward carefully lifted her from the crib and her eyes brightened with happiness. I smiled at her, kissing her little cheek as we sat down on the love-seat that Esme had put in for us. She held out her arms to me and I sighed.
"Momma can't hold you, remember?" I sighed, brushing my fingers through her hair. "I love you, baby-girl."
"Momma!" She smiled at me, her two new teeth showing. "Momma!"
"Alice! Alice, Alice!" I mocked her playfully and she giggled happily.
"What about daddy, little girl?" Edward asked her and she just kept looking at me. He gasped playfully, setting her so that she was facing him. "I know you've grown into quite the momma's girl, but I love you too!"
"Daddy...da-da." She smiled at him and he blew a raspberry on her little cheek. "No! No!"
"Yes!" He chuckled and hugged her to his chest. She drooled on his shoulder and patted his back. I smiled and rubbed her back smoothly. She was truly such a sweetheart. I smiled and leaned into his side. He sat her down so that she could sit and fiddle around in his lap. "Alice, baby, daddy and momma are going away for a couple days. Okay, baby?"
"We love you very much, sweetie."
"Love! Love!" She clapped and I smiled.
"Yes, baby. We love you." I laughed at her antics.
"Maybe you should rock her to sleep..." He murmured and led me over to the rocking chair. We never knew why, but Edward could never rock her to sleep. I always had to do that part, if we were around. I sat down and Edward sat her in my lap. I wasn't lifting her in the process, but rather just holding her close.
Edward smiled as I rocked her for a while. We whispered random things to her, and even sang at one point. It didn't take long for her to fall fast asleep. Edward smiled and lifted her from my lap after I kissed her cheek. He placed her in her bed, tucked her in, and gave her her favorite stuffed animal. I ran my hand through her curls one last time before following Edward downstairs.
We walked in to find Esme and Carlisle in front of the computer.
"Hello you two," Carlisle smiled. He was still dressed in his uniform. "are you headed somewhere?"
"Actually...we just talked to the kids..." Edward scratched his head. Esme had been here when we came in, and we told her, but Carlisle had just now arrived.
"They're eloping, Carlisle," Esme whispered, giving him a pointed look. His eyes widened as he turned to look at us.
"Eloping? Like, Vegas?"
"Exactly...Esme agreed to watch the kids for the next few days. You don't mind, do you?" I asked and he shook his head, smiling.
"No. If this is what you two want...then go. Enjoy your time."
"Thanks, Carlisle." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. He chuckled, froze for a second, but eventually maneuvered around so that he was hugging me back. "It means more than the world to me...you guys' support."
"You know that we always have your backs," Carlisle chuckled and rocked me for a moment. It reminded me of when my mom would hug me, when I was young. It was comforting. "you two go, have a good time, and just spend some time together."
"Thank you." I sighed, and pulled away. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist.
"I hope you know that we're going to expect pictures," Esme smiled softly. "If I don't get to see my boy get married, I want the closest thing to it."
"I'm sorry, mom. I didn't think about it. I just think that this is the best thing for us. I don't think, with the babies and all, that we'll have much time to plan a wedding." He explained and she nodded knowingly.
"Don't worry about me. You know that I love you guys no matter what. Besides, I still have many other grandchildren to expect a wedding from." She winked and we nodded, grinning widely at the thought.
She did.
We got into the Volvo and drove off quickly. I got giddier as time passed. Just the idea of going on this trip had me going crazy. I just wanted to be married to Edward. I just wanted to be his, and his completely. That's exactly what we're taking this fifteen-hour drive for. It was hard for me finally go to sleep when Edward told me to.
We got to a hotel about half way and took a break, so that Edward could get sleep. The only thing that got me to sleep there, was the idea that tomorrow we would be getting married. I quickly fell asleep in his arms that night. And when we woke up, we all but sprinted to the car, ready to get our show on the road. Edward sang the entire way to Vegas – songs like, Marry You by Bruno Mars, and Marry Me by Train. I couldn't help but laugh, as he was such a hopeless romantic; he was just as ecstatic as I was.
When we got there, we decided to go buy our clothing. He went to a tux store, while I went to one of those shops for quick dresses. I found a pretty white one. It fell just above my knees, and had a pink bow on the front. It made my bump look beautiful, but not so prominent that it's all people would look at. I then found a pink pair of flats and went out to find Edward. He smiled, walking across the street and wrapping his arms around me.
"My beautiful, beautiful bride." He murmured and pressed his lips to mine.
I guess you could say that I was the blushing bride.
We walked to the chapel and filled out all of the paperwork to be married. We even put in some extra money to have the church's photographer there. We quickly got our things together and found our way to the front.
Saying our vows didn't take too long. It felt faster because I looked right into his green eyes the entire time. He grinned, his eyes watery as if this were the best thing that could have ever happened to him. Just thinking about that made me cry with him. He chuckled, swiped away one of my tears, and then placed his hands dutifully on my hips.
"Do you, Edward Anthony Masen – Cullen, take Isabella Marie Swan, to be your lawful wedded wife?" The preacher asked and Edward grinned.
"I do." He said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Do you, Isabella Marie Swan, take Edward Anthony Masen – Cullen to be your lawful, wedded husband?" He asked me and I nodded frantically.
"I do!"
"I now pronounce you, husband and wife, you may kiss the bride!" He smiled at us and Edward leaned in to kiss me on the lips.
I leaned into him as he placed his hands on my belly. I put my hands on his chest to prevent myself from losing my balance. He chuckled into my lips as the kiss deepened. I couldn't help but giggle with him. The preacher cleared his throat noisily, and pulled us both from our little world. We laughed in unison and pulled away.
Later, after we left, we decided to go eat out. We were still dressed up as we walked into a nice restaurant on the strip. Edward held me close as we made our way to the bar. Neither one of us had plans to drink. The bartender smiled widely when they saw us.
"Drinks on the house, for the newly weds," The woman winked and I blushed.
"You see, she's pregnant and I'm driving." Edward chuckled and the woman awed.
"Well, congratulations. How about some tea, or a soda, or something?" She offered and we thanked her, telling her that that would be lovely.
"An iced tea would be lovely," I thanked her.
"I'll take a coke." Edward smiled and she went back to get our beverages.
"Thank you Edward, for bringing me."
"Ah, but here's the best part. I decided that I wanted to do this now...instead of when we wed." He told me and I nodded, frowning.
I watched as he pulled out a satin box. He pushed it my way, and then pulled out his own band. I felt my eyes widen as he placed it on his left hand. A wedding ring. He chuckled and told me to open it, which I did, slowly. Inside of the small box, lay a ring. It had a silver band, and there was a single diamond in the middle. The diamond had a very colorful, pink tint to it. And it was the shape of a heart.
"Edward..." I breathed.
"I realize that we've gone out of traditional order here...but would you do the honor of wearing this ring...as my wife?" He asked me and I giggled.
"Yes! Absolutely, honey." I wrapped my arms around his neck for a moment, and kissed my way back into my seat. "Of course!"
"Good," He chuckled and took my left hand into his. I smiled and blushed as he placed the ring on my finger – a perfect fit – and then kissed my knuckles softly. He sighed as he pulled away, and kept my hand in his. "You really do make the perfect bride, my Bella."
"Just as you're the most amazing husband ever!" I shook my head as I looked at my ring finger.
"So, what would you like your first meal as Bella Marie Cullen to be?" He asked and I smiled widely.
"I would die for some eggs right now..." I muttered and he laughed, getting a kick out of my constant cravings.
"You want some eggs, honey?" The bartender from earlier, the one with the dark skin and eyes asked.
"Yeah, but I don't see them on the menu." I chuckled.
"Oh, the craving days." She shook her head and tutted. "I'll whip you up some. Scrambled, or fried?"
"Scrambled would be magnificent!" I thanked her again as she took Edward's order of steak and potatoes. What a guy.
That's when a woman sat down next to me. I couldn't help but stare as I looked over her business-like apparel. She had dark, long hair and dark eyes. Her skin had a slight olive-tone to it and she looked very professional in her pant-suit. I raised my eyebrows and pursed my lips when she caught me staring at her.
There was something all too familiar about her face.
"Is something wrong?" She asked, her voice a bit sharp.
"No...sorry...I zoned out for a bit there..." I lied as I went back to my husband. Edward chuckled at my awkwardness.
"Have you ever eaten here before?" She asked a couple moments later.
"No, but I'm getting eggs." I patted my belly awkwardly. "Cravings..."
"I've eaten here every-time I'm in town." She smiled coldly at me. "I meet my ex-husband, Charles here once a year. I'm not around much, but I like to know what my daughter's been doing. Her name's Raelin. Raelin Swan."
I froze in my place at the last part of what she'd said. Raelin Swan. Charles. It suddenly connected, why she looked familiar. I could see it in her nose, her jawline. I was looking at Ella's mother. She was Sue Clearwater – I was once friends with her son, Jacob Black. I felt my mouth snap shut and Edward's eyes on me.
"Raelin...Swan...Charlie Swan?" I squeaked.
"Yes, yes."
"Aw shit..." I groaned.
"What did I do?" She looked at Edward and he sighed.
"Raelin doesn't go by Raelin – she goes by Ella. Because Bella over here didn't know even who she was when Charlie brought her home eight years ago." Edward told Sue, whose eyes bugged out of her head.
"You mean to tell me...that she's not 'Raelin'? He talks about her like she's his pride and joy when he's here. What do you mea-..." She gasped, not understanding.
"Pride and joy? Are you shitting me? He doesn't even talk to her! And when he does, he's always putting her down. You made the biggest mistake in the world, the day that you gave Charlie custody of that little girl!" I yelled at her and her face paled.
"I had no idea..."
"She doesn't even know her name. Raelin. Fuck! I named her Anabella Swan. Anabella Marie Swan." I told her and she pursed her lips tightly, and looked at the floor in front of her. "I can't believe you. I think you're a worse parent than Charlie himself, just for not being there for her. I can't believe you. Honest-to-God, I don't understand."
"Bella, you shouldn't stress." Edward sighed. That's when Charlie came in.
His eyes immediately locked on us. Rage burned in his face, and I was suddenly happy that Ella was at home with Esme and the others. That she was safe. Charlie charged out of there and away as fast as he could. I thanked the bartender, paying for the food that I'd never even gotten, before walking out with Edward.
We had to go change Ella's name. I refuse to call her Raelin. Who names their kid Raelin anyway?
Edward and I spent the rest of the night in the hotel together. We did some things, and then we didn't do some things. I was in and out of a mood for a while, no thanks to Charlie and Sue ruining my trip. Charlie would always ruin things for me – but I wouldn't let him fuck this up. Especially not with it being so important to my baby sister.
When we got home, we didn't go straight to Esme's. Instead, we went back to Edward's house. He was about to call in, and find out how to get Ella's name changed, when his pager went off. I was already off the job, so, I knew that whatever they needed, must have been personal. At first, I thought ti was Edward's sister. That maybe she went into early labor. Edward looked at it, checking the address, and then at me.
"Bella...it's your father's house." He told me and I felt myself freeze in my spot.
"Edward..."
"No time to wait. Let's go." He grabbed me and rushed me out to the car. We sped straight to Charlie's. When we got there, I was thoroughly pissed to find them putting Charlie into a police-car.
"Ella!" I screamed, jumping out of the car and running up to where they were pulling a gurney out. It was Ben and Angela, two of our co-workers. "Ella!"
"Bella, don't scream," Angela sighed as I caught up to my sister. She was covered in blood and bruises, and barely conscious.
"Ella, oh, Ella baby...look at me. Look at Bella. I'm here. I'm here now. Oh, God..." I sobbed as I held her little hand in mine. "I'm so sorry, baby."
"Bella...it hurts." She cried loudly as they lifted her into the ambulance. I attempted to climb in after them, but Edward caught up.
"Can we both ride along, Ben?"
"Yeah," He nodded grimly as Edward climbed in, and then lifted me in. I thanked him, before rushing over to sit with my baby sister.
"Hang in there, sweetheart. You're okay now. It's okay." I breathed as they put her under a sedative. "Who did this? Who did this to her?"
"It was her father, Belle." Edward sighed as he wiped her forehead off. With a rag, in attempt to make it easier for the police to give her stitches. I sniffled, leaning over and kissing her bruised cheek.
"It looks like whatever happened has been going on a while, Bella." Angela murmured as Ben gave Edward directions as to where he should check for bruises. He found many faded, and yellowing bruises on her stomach. Proof that this has been going on since before the last week. I choked on another sob as I gripped her tighter. "When she called...she was begging for you guys. I guess he came and got her from Esme's and then beat the crap out of her."
"Oh, oh God..." I sobbed harder.
"It'll be okay, Bella." Edward sighed and I shrugged, kissing my sister's cheek again. That's when my phone buzzed. It was Esme.
"Hello?" She asked when I answered.
"Esme..." I sobbed.
"You're back already?" She asked, her voice was calm. She had no idea about any of this.
"Oh, Esme..." I cried harder.
"What's going on? Is the babies okay? I just called to let you know that Charlie came and got Elle a while ago. I figured you'd want to know who was watching her, in case something happened." She spoke, her voice getting more worried as I hadn't stopped crying.
"Esme...you need to come to Forks General, and fast. It's Ella. Charlie hit her...bad. He beat her up, Esme. Please...just meet us there. We're in the ambulance." I cried and she gasped, promising immediately that she'd follow us.
When we got there, Carlisle was waiting at the door. His eyes held a lot of sadness underneath them as he took her. I cried, backing away from my sister. I was still in my dress from yesterday, as I hadn't even had time to change when I got home. There was now blood all over it. The thought only made me cry harder as Edward led me back over to the waiting area.
Esme came rushing in with the kids not too long later. She immediately pulled me into a hug, knowing that I needed the most comforting. Edward sat down to explain what was going on to Emmett. Alice merely sat and watched us, her hands flexing in and out with her nerves. I sighed as I pulled away from Esme. She hugged me and apologized again.
"I just...she never told me a thing. Why didn't she tell me? I wouldn't have ever left her alone! Not for a minute!" I cried as Edward came back over. This time, he had two kids on his hips.
"She was afraid honey...she was probably afraid of you getting hurt, you and the babies, if I know Ella." Esme pointed out and I shook my head.
"I just...I don't get it."
"She did ask me something while she was at my house," Esme pointed out and I frowned at her. "Since all of this has happened...I'm beginning to think that it may be a good idea..."
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