AN: Another chapter in one night?! YES! Sorry for the cliffy last chapter, but hopefully you didn't get to agitated with me. Haha. Also, this chapter contains more unpleasant events.
Unbeta'd, mistake by me.
I know what you're doing
I see it all too clear
I only taste the saline
When I kiss away your tears
You really had me going
Wishing on a star
The black holes that surround you
Are heavier by far
I believed in your confusion
So completely torn
Must have been that yesterday
Was the day that I was born
There's not much to examine
There's nothing left to hide
You really can't be serious
If you have to ask me why
I say goodbye
'Cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
Don't know who I'm kidding
Imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
I don't suppose it's worth the price
It's worth the price, the price
That I would pay, yeah yeah, yeah
Everyone keeps asking
What's it all about?
I used to be so certain
Now I can't figure out
What is this attraction?
I only feel the pain
There's nothing left to reason
And only you to blame
Will it ever change?
'Cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
Don't know who I'm kidding
Imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
I don't suppose it's worth the price
It's worth the price, the price
That I would pay, yeah yeah, yeah
But I'm thinking it over anyway
I'm thinking it over anyway
I've come to find
I may never know
Your changing mind
Is it friend or foe?
I rise above or sink below
With every time
You come and go
Please don't come and go
'Cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
Don't know who I'm kidding
Imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
But I don't suppose it's worth the price
It's worth the price, the price
That I would pay, yeah yeah, yeah
But I'm thinking it over anyway
I'm thinking it over anyway
Well, I know what you're doing
I see it all too clear.
"Barely Breathing" by Duncan Sheik
"Bella, stop fighting it. It'll be alright. I'll go slow, it won't hurt for long." The voice is soft and familiar. It's young and…
"Garrett?"
-YGAPOM-
I'm struggling beneath him; he's heavy on top of me. I can't believe this kid can weigh so much to make me unmovable. As I'm wiggle around I begin to notice things around me, more importantly what's going on. Over the past hour we've sat in this room, on a bed the size of Esme and Carlisle's and somehow my long-sleeve shirt has gone missing. I'm sitting in my bra and my skirt up to my hips.
I'm scared and drunk and nearly naked beneath another drunken teenager. But more importantly, I'm scared.
"Garrett, please get off of me, this isn't funny." I pled and push his chest.
He's resistant against my pleas and fury of pushing. His hands are beneath my skirt, reaching for my panties and his mouth is hot on my neck. "God, Bella, you smell so good. I bet you feel amazing, too. I can't wait to be inside of you."
Inside of me?
"Garret, no! Please! STOP!"
I'm trying to shove him off of me, but my body is tired and so is my drunken mind. I know what's going to happen if I don't get him off of me. I'm scared.
Even with the bass from downstairs, I hear a zip and a rip. I'm now panty-less. I'm terrified.
"Please, Gar, PLEASE STOP! NO!"
I don't stop pushing, but neither does he.
I feel it, hot and hard. I'm struggling against his chest. It hurts, it burns. Tears stream down my face and I'm screaming for him to stop.
In a flash, somehow someway, Garrett is removed from on top of me. I wipe my eyes frantically, searching the room for my savior-already know who it could be.
"Edward."
His green eyes shine so bright in the dark room only I can tell they're burning with anger and desire at the same time. He leaves my eyes to retract his fist back and swing at Garrett's jaw.
Edward's loud fists against Garret's slack jaw make a lot of noise, making me cringe after each impact. As I watch this quick interaction, my eyes search for my clothes. Once I find them and place them back where they belong, Alice and Jasper come rushing in.
"What the fuck is going on?!" Alice is livid and Jasper's eyes are frantic as they assess the scene. I see Alice take in that Edward is beating the ever-living-shit out of Garrett across the room while I'm still missing important articles of clothing.
"Bella? What happened?" She rushes to me, tears already forming in her eyes. "Edward, what the fuck?" That gets Edward to stop pounding his knuckles in Garrett's gut.
"Garrett raped Bella."
-YGAPOM-
Sirens are in the distance as the house clear out quickly. I stay put in the top bedroom with Alice beside me, crying and Edward across the room making sure an unconscious Garrett doesn't try to leave. I try to roll my eyes but they're stiff from no blinking, dry from no tears.
I'm petting Alice's hair as an officer comes into the room with a couple more behind him. They ask what happened and separate each of us.
A woman officer with a tag of S. Marion asks for my statement.
"I came here with Alice and Jasper, along with Garrett, who I had gotten into a fight with earlier today at school. We came here to get away, to have fun for one night." I'm still unemotional and I don't know why. "I'm pretty sure I got trashed, I don't even remember coming all the way upstairs. At some point I remember Alice and Jasper coming up here, but that's it. I spent the entire time downstairs dancing with Garrett and drinking whatever he handed me."
That catches Officer Marion's attention. "Do you think he could have put something in your drink?"
"What do you mean?"
"A drug, a date-rape drug that make you unconscious enough to embrace you in a way that is unwanted."
I shrug. I never thought Garrett would ever do something like he did. "He didn't even really…I mean he didn't…"
"Isabella?"
I'm embarrassed as I whisper, "He didn't even make it all the way in, just a centimeter."
She smiles sadly, "That is still considered rape, dear."
Esme and Carlisle arrive soon after along with Jasper's parents and his cousin's, too. Garrett's parents are half way across the world trying to make it back in time.
Esme is crying and Carlisle is talking with Edward about something serious. Edward's eyes are only on me and have been since the cops arrived. I want to talk to him, tell him I love him, tell him thank you, and tell him I'm sorry.
A couple of officers cuff Garrett, who awoke from unconsciousness when they arrived as well, and take him outside. Other officers are still talking with our parents. It's nearly five in the morning and I want to do is go home.
Forty-five minutes later when a cruiser drives off with Garrett in the backseat, we finally leave for home, too.
Alice is hugging me hard the entire ride, with Edward on my other side barely touching me. When we arrive back at the house Alice offers me to either sleep in her bed or mine together. I don't want to be mean, but I tell her I want to be alone and she cries an 'I'm sorry' over and over again as she retreats to her room.
She thinks it's her fault and it's not. It's my own; I shouldn't have drunk a single drop.
Esme tries to coddle me but I assure her I'm fine and go to my room.
I toss my things in the corner and lock my door behind me before letting myself fall to the floor in sobbing tears. Curling my body into the fetal position, I lie on the carpet in front of my door for what seems to be hours.
Footsteps come and go from beneath the door, mostly Alice and a couple Esme. Asking if I'm alright and if I need anything, I don't answer. I sob loudly, I sob quietly.
I sob and sob and sob.
-YGAPOM-
When the sun is shining through my eyelids, I know it's after noon and I'm missing school. For multiple reasons I don't care, for even more reasons I'm curious how I got in my bed. At least it's softer than the carpet I fell to last night.
I swear this family is psychic or some shit because not two minutes after I pee, there's a knock at my door.
"Bella, are you awake yet?" It's Alice. Her voice is harsh and scratched. I can tell she's been crying just as much if not more than me.
I go to my door and unlock it, opening it to a sad and lonely Alice Cullen. Her eyes are puffy like her red cheeks and ruffled hair. Beneath her redden eyes are dark circles for not sleeping all night. For some reason, with my door locked, I slept like an infant.
Alice jumps into my arms, releasing more unshed tears. This time though, I cry with her.
-YGAPOM-
Alice and I dry our tears after we start hiccupping and laughing. Then we start talking about how we're missing school, laughing at how pissed Mrs. Gowdy had to be this morning.
We don't talk about last night.
We don't cry anymore.
And most importantly, Garrett is never in our conversations anymore.
Esme enters my room with a surprised smile at our laughter, feeling sad for having to ruin it with the mention of an officer downstairs. It's Officer Marion from last night with a rape kit. Alice and Esme leave me alone with the Officer for a few moments for the test and a couple extra questions.
When she leaves, I'm thankful and hoping this entire event will be over with. Nothing really happened; I want it all to end.
Before Alice can cling to my side, I knock at Edward's door before realizing he's at school. Saddened that actually went to school; I walk back across the hallway to my room when I hear the knob of his door turn.
"Bella?" His voice is quiet and scared. When I turn back around I see his emeralds are red and puffy.
I run to him and crash through his door.
Like Alice, I cling to Edward as if my life depends on it and right now, it does.
His tears soak in my hair as he hugs me close, so close that I'm barely breathing. But I like it and I squeeze him back just as tight. We're in this embrace for many moments.
"I'm so sorry, Bella," he whispers in my hair through his tears. "I should've been there sooner. I should've gone with you. I shouldn't have let you go. God, I am so sorry."
"Edward, you can't blame yourself for anything that happened or didn't happen. You saved me anyways, thank you." I kiss his cheeks and wipe his eyes free of tears. He nods. "I love you."
His greens are hard and melt-worthy. "I love you, too."
-YGAPOM-
I fall into a sweet slumber in Edward's arms on his bed. He's the big spoon and I'm his small spoon. Without him I don't know where I would be right now. I am so grateful for him, so completely and utterly grateful and thankful.
He is my savior.
He is my soul mate.
He is my love.
I'm awoken by sniffles and murmurs of apologies.
"Damn it, Edward, I don't you to stop apologizing," I groan as I wake and turn to face him.
He wipes his eyes roughly and he apologizes again, ruefully. "I just can't believe he…"
"He didn't get far…" I say. "I mean, I'm still… you know….a virgin."
He shakes his head, "I never cared if you were or not anyways Bella. All I care about is that he hurt you and I wasn't there fast enough to prevent it. Or smart enough to stop you from going."
"Why does it matter anymore, Edward? It's over, done with. He's going, alright? We'll never have to see him again, deal with him or talk about him. It was a drunken mistake and for the record-I'm a sober for life now."
He laughs and kisses me.
God, I've missed your lips.
"I've missed yours, too." He says in laughter against my lips. I blush in embarrassment from speaking my mind again without noticing.
After a few more sweet kisses, we cuddle and come to terms with never speaking of last night ever again.
-YGAPOM-
A month goes by and soon it's spring.
It's also time for the court hearing I was assigned to attend from the rape incident. I haven't seen Garrett since that night, I'm nervous to see him now, too.
Since he's underage, they're not charging him as an adult but they're keeping him in the juvenile center until further notice.
When Officer Marion informed me of the court hearing and told me to get an attorney, that's when I realized things just got real serious.
Esme and Carlisle got the best one in town for me and on the date of the hearing we all got together to go over everything I was to do and say or not do or say. Mr. Truman, my attorney was a very nice man with gray tips to his black hair and glasses that frames his soft brown eyes. He reminded me of my father.
Oh, daddy. How I wish you and mom were here.
"So Isabella," Mr. Truman said as we sat together at the coffee shop down the street from the court house.
"Just Bella, Mr. Truman." I blush and sipped my Twining English Breakfast Tea.
"Bella, then." He smiled. "Call me Hal, Bella." I nodded and let him continue on with what he had planned to say. "When we get in there, you're going to be called to the stands to recall everything from that night. I know it's going to be tough doing so, but I'm going to need you to be strong and get through it, alright? Do you think you can do that for me?"
AN: Will Bella be able to go through everything again? What will Garrett say? REVIEW PLEASE!