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Anyway uni is starting up again so updates are going to be very rare. Like once in every 2 months. Sorry i really need to study.
A lot of people hated Edward from the last chap and they DIDN'T want him to be the one to save Bella. Hopefully he wins your hearts in this chap (if not, maybe the next one), but hopefully he'll win them again. There is only and Edward POV. I don't think I could write what Bella's going through.
EPOV
I stayed in the room for a couple of minutes just going through what happened tonight and the events that lead me her. I remembered the first time I talked about The Freak to the guys. They all told me to stay away, but I didn't. James was right when he told me she was a freak and that I should get caught up with her. He was always right. James, my best friend. He would understand me. He would help with the whole Tanya situation. I don't know why I never went to him in the first place.
He was right about Bella. He never liked her, but he tried to make amens with her on my account. I needed to talk to him. I finally had enough. I needed to get out of this room. I don't know how long I've been in the room for. I slowly walked out and down the stairs. I started searching the hotel room, looking for James. I saw Em, Rose and Jasper. But no James. Alice was walking past me, with drinks, to go to Jasper and the others.
"Hey Alice, have you seen James?" I asked her, stopping her in her tracks.
"No. Have you seen Bella?" she asked me looking around the room. I never wanted to hear that name again.
"Who cares." I muttered as I walked off, in search for James. Who cares about the Freak.
"Hey Vic, seen James?" I asked Victoria, who was hanging around the bar.
"I don't know? Check his suite." She slurred and pointed to a hallway.
"Thanks Vicky." I started walking down the hallway.
I was walking down the hallway to James's suite when I heard some noises in the room.
"Mmph." I had no idea what hell was going on. I kept listening through the door.
"You taste good." I heard slurred. I prayed that James was eating something. I really didn't want to hear James having…
"Stop moving." He growled. Yep. He is.
"Shut up and stop moving. Don't make me hurt you." He growled again.
Oh God! He liked it rough. Oh God! I have to get out of here. Maybe pour acid on my brain. I was about to walk away when I heard another voice.
"Please let me go." Cried a voice, pleading James to stop. The voice sounded familiar. I stood there near the door and kept listening.
"Ahh." Slurred the voice. Oh God. I know this voice. No it can't be.
"SHUT UP YOU FREAK!" Yelled James.
Bella!
I tried to turn the knob but it was lock.
"James! Open up! James!" I yelled as I started banging on the door with my fist.
"Little busy, dude." Chuckled James.
"Ed- Mmph" I heard Bella trying to call my name, but something or someone was stopping her.
"James!" I roared and took a few steps back. I rammed into the door using my shoulder and the right side of my body. I kept doing this a number of times.
Bang! The door wouldn't budge.
Bang! The door loosened up.
Bang! And with that the door flew open.
I saw Bella. She was on the king size bed in the middle of the suite. James was on top of her. His left hand on her thigh and his right hand on her mouth. James stopped sucking Bella's neck and looked up too me.
"Dude?" he smiled at me, wondering what I was doing there. James rolled off of Bella and was now on her side, he moved his hand from Bella's mouth. The spaghetti straps on Bella dress were ripped.
"Help." She slurred. Her eyes were closed. She was squirming around.
"What the hell are you doing? She can barely sit up! " I yelled at James. I just had to make him understand this was wrong. He would let her go. He's just drunk, right?
"Relax dude we're having a little bit of fun." James laughed as his hand started going under Bella's dress. He was once again on top of her.
"Get your hands off her!" I growled at James. My fists clenched.
"What dude? Ohh..." a smirk appeared on James's face. Understanding?
"I promise dude, you can have the freak after me." He went back to paying attention to Bella's neck and bit it hard. Bella screamed.
"You son of a bitch." I roared at James. I grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him off Bella, to stand next to me.
"What the hell are you doing, Edward?" James asked. He tried going back to Bella, but I stopped him.
"Don't fucking touch her!" I yelled as I pointed my finger at him.
"Why the hell do you care she's just a freak?" he slurred my very own words from tonight.
"James!" I yelled for him to stop this non-sense.
"Fine if you have a problem I'll take my business someplace else. Come on freak." He walked back to the bed and grabbed Bella's wrist pulling her up.
"Ehhhh..." she groaned.
"Anderson!" I yelled as I pulled James off her, making him land on the floor at the foot of the bed.
"Come on, Bella." I whispered to her as I start to lift her off the bed. Supporting her back with my arm so she could sit up straight.
"Edward?" She murmured, still unaware what was going on. I whispered to her that everything was okay and that I was with her now.
"Cullen!" I heard a growl.
I looked up to follow the voice and next minute I knew… there was this pain in my jaw and I was knocked backwards, causing Bella to fall on the bed once again. She groaned as she fell back. James punched me a couple more times until I was backed against the wall. I grabbed the closest thing to me, which happened to be a lamp, and hit the back of James's head with it. Using the given opportunity, I swang James against the wall, forced the air out of him. I smashed James against the wall and punched him, first in the gut and then in the face. I got in another couple of punches on his face. James swinged me back around into the wall and punched me a couple of times in ribs until I got a hold of he's arm and ran him into the opposite wall. I start punching his face and jaw. I got a couple of good punches.
I pulled and tossed James onto the floor and started to kick him hard in the ribs. James grabbed my legs, losing my legs as a weapon I started pounded on his back with my fists. James brought me down on the ground with him. We rolled on the floor. We were still throwing body punches and weak kicks. James and I were on the carpet, taking punches by one another. I took hold of James as I stood up and threw him across the room. James landed against the window over looking the city, I strode toward James and spinned him around, to face me. James took a wild punch at me, which missed by a mile as I ducked down. I got in another body punch. James managed to throw me off. Causing me to land hard against the bed, momentarily winded. I tried to stand back up from the bed, but James was waiting for me as he managed to get in a hard elbow to my face, followed by a punch.
I quickly recovered and crouch down on my two feet. I half lifted, half pushed James into the previous wall. I kept punching him in the face a few more times, then a couple of more times in the gut. I grabbed James and threw him across the room, on to the floor. I strode to him and started to kick him as hard as I could in the rib cage. James was facing upward, as I kneeled beside him and grabbed his collar, pulling his face closer to me. I started punching him in the jaw like a maniac, my fist was going so fast I could hardly see it move. I finally stopped to see that James's face was covered in blood. I let go of James's collar and threw him back on to the floor. I stood up and pointed my finger at him.
"Stay away from Bella." I growled at him and kicked him once more in the ribs.
I quickly turned around to Bella, who was still lying on the bed. I jogged toward her. She was still in the haze.
"Home. I want to go home." She mumbled, her eyes still closed. I grabbed Bella's purse and the gift she brought for James. He didn't deserve it. I lifted Bella of the bed. One of my arms was under her knee and the other was supporting her back. Bella unconsciously nuzzled her face in to my chest. I walk us to the door when I heard James.
"You're ruining our friendship for the freak!" He groaned from the pain as he spat out some blood from his mouth and looked up and me.
"SHE'S NOT A FREAK! HER NAME IS BELLA! BELLA!" I yelled back at James. I felt Bella hold me tighter, her arms around my neck.
She isn't a freak. She never was. I was the freak. James was the freak. We were the freaks who used our 'power' to crumple her.
Bella never was a freak.
I left James there, in his suite, and headed off down the hall.
Everyone was too busy in their own world to notice Bella and me. Bella was still intoxicated, I have no idea what he did to her but hopefully during the long drive home she'll sober up.
I carried Bella down stairs to the parking garage. Balancing Bella and freeing on of my hands I opened the door. I carefully seated Bella and secured the seat belt around her, she was still in haze. I quickly ran to my seat and started up the engine and started driving to Bella's place.
~*~
On the drive Bella sobered up. I don't know when. She hasn't said anything every since she woke up. She just kept looking straight. There was no emotion in her eyes. She was in shock. She looked… dead. Like a zombie.
We finally made to her house. I drove up her driveway and parked the car.
"Bella, you're home." I told her and got out of the car. I started walking up to the front door, but notice something was missing. I turned around to ask Bella for the key of the house, but she wasn't there. She was still in the car. Looking straight out the window, but seeing nothing. I walked towards her car door and opened it.
"Bella. We're home." I whispered. She still didn't move. I grabbed her hand and lead her out of the car. Placing my hand on her back, leading her to the door. I was waiting for her to open the door. Bella didn't move. I took the purse from her and got they keys out. It took me a while to find which on of the keys opened the door. When I finally found it, I opened the door and lead Bella in first. It was dark.
I started turning on the light. Flicking random switches. I stood Bella in the middle of the living room.
"Bella. Where is you're room? Bella?" I whispered to her. Bur she didn't answer. She just kept looking straight ahead with her dead eyes.
I gave up on asking her. She was too shocked. I assumed her room was upstairs. When I came here last week, Bella came down stairs after her 'makeover'. Her bedroom must be upstairs. I slowly walked Bella upstairs, encouraging her to move her feet up on the steps.
When we finally made it upstairs, I started searching the rooms on at time. I found Bella's room and lead her in. She was standing still in the middle of her room. Her dress was ripped, there was bite marks neck and starches on arms. She needed to clean up and change her clothes. She needed to get reed of the memories of tonight. I looked around her room, looking for something she could wear. Anything to get her out of the red ripped dress. I started looking through her drawers, frantically looking for something comfortable for her.
I found an old grey sweat shirt and sweat pants. I handed them to Bella and told her to clean up. But she didn't move. She just stood there with the clothes in her hands. I figured out that I had to take her to the bathroom myself.
We were in the small bathroom. I started the shower, knowing Bella wasn't going to, finding a soothing temperature. When I stepped out I turned to Bella. Still a zombie.
"Okay Bella. You need to get in the shower. Can you do that?" I held her face in my hands and looked in her eyes. She slowly nodded.
"I'll be in your room. Okay?" I whispered to, achieving another nod. This was the most communication we had ever since…
I walked out of the bathroom, closing the door and walked to her room.
I looked around her room. I didn't find it suitable to sit on her bed. My eyes came across a rocking chair across from Bella's bed, near her window. I took a seat in her chair and slowly calmed myself by rocking back and forward. Back and forward. I started gazing out the window. The sky was empty. There were no stars to be seen and the moon wasn't out tonight. A new moon. The events of tonight started flowing in my head. Tanya. The fight with Bella. And James. Maybe if I hadn't yelled at Bella. Maybe if I hadn't told her all those awful thing she wouldn't of…
I couldn't help but blame myself. If I didn't follow Tanya up to the bedroom. If I didn't ask her about Jacob. If I didn't take my angry on Bella. If I didn't tell her to leave. If I didn't say that she was a… freak. I winced at the memory.
I wonder if none of those things happened tonight… would Bella have been James's victim. Was it my fault?
I kept looking out the window as I was rocking in Bella's chair.
Back and forward. Back and forward. Back and forward. Back and forward. Back and forward.
I was rocking in the chair for about 45 minutes now. I was worrying about Bella. She still hadn't returned. I got off the rocking chair and headed to the bathroom. The door was closed, just like I left it. I could still here the shower running. I was on the other side of the door.
"Bella?" I knocked on the door, but maybe I didn't close it probably or something, it slowly opened making a squeaking sound.
"Bella?" I whispered. I hope she was okay and covered. I didn't want her to think I was going to take advantage of the situation. But what I saw was more shocking.
There was Bella. In her red ripped dress. Fetal position. Rocking back and forward. Trembling. In the bathroom tub. Under the shower head. The water pouring down her.
I slowly walked towards her, trying not to scare her with sudden moments. I was at Bella side, outside the tub.
"Come on Bella you need to get out." I whispered to her giving her my hand. I didn't want to touch her with out her permission. She was as delicate as glass. Bella was furiously rubbing her wrists and arms.
"It doesn't come off." She whispered.
"Bella?" I was trying to get her attention.
"I'm trying to rub it off. But it doesn't come off. The dirt. I can't get it off. It's still here. I feel so dirty." She whispered as she kept scrubbing her arms.
I took a closer look at her skin. She had bruises on her wrists, James's finger prints. She had teeth marks on her neck and shoulder and scratches on her shoulder where James ripped her dress. I knew Bella wasn't talking about the actually dirt compound, but the way James's marks felt on her skin. What they felt like to her. I didn't want her to strain herself about what he did. I didn't want her to think about it. So I lied.
"Hey Bella. Nothing there." I said, shifting closer to her. The water was ricocheting off of her on to me.
"It's right here. Everywhere." She whispered as she started rubbing her neck, shoulder, arms and legs. Everywhere.
The water was running down her skin, down her face. But I could tell her the difference between the water and the tears running down her face.
"Do you want me to try and get it off?" I asked her.
She quickly nodded her head and more tears came down her face. I slowly stood up and got into the tub next to her, letting myself get wet. Bella was still rubbing frantically. I grabbed the body wash container. It was pink so I assumed it was hers. I stopped Bella's frantic hands and held them in mine. I gentle as possible added the soap on Bella wrist and started rubbing it a circular motion. Slowly and softly. I didn't want to alarm or scare Bella, after what she has gone thorough tonight. Bella leaned her head on my shoulder, watching me rub off all the… dirt.
"Is that better?" I whispered as I kept rubbing, as if I could rub all the bad off her. All the dirt.
"Yes." She croaked into my shoulder. Bella was shriving at my side.
"Are you cold?" I asked her.
Bella has been here more that 45 minutes. The generator must have stopped. The water was freezing. Bella nodded her head. I turned the water off and made a move to step out of the tub, but I couldn't move. I looked behind me to see Bella grasping my wet shirt as she shivered.
"Bella, I'll be back. I'm going to get a towel." I slowly explained to Bella, but she didn't let go. I stood Bella up and helped her get out of the tub. I grabbed the closest towel in my reach and wrapped it around Bella, over her shoulders.
Bella and I slowly approached her room. I stood her in the middle of the room. I looked around the room, looking for something comfortable to wear. I went to her drawers to find something. I found a long t-shirt and some sweat pants. I slowly walked back to Bella, who was still there with the towel over her shoulders.
"Bella. I need you to change out of these clothes. They're wet. Umm you get sick. Please. Can you change on your own?" I asked her. I've never done this before. I've never been in this situation before. I really hoped she didn't need my help.
"I'm fine." She whispered.
"Fine. Freaked-out, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional." I quoted the line from Italian job, but I don't think Bella heard me. Thankfully. Sometimes I say they stupidest things in these moments. My nerves get the better of me.
"I'll be outside." I muttered as I walked out of her room. I waited for a few minutes. I was scared that I would have a repeat of what happened in the shower. However I heard the door creak.
Bella opened the door, changed in warm clothes. She seemed okay now. I didn't want to be a nuisance any longer than it was needed.
"It's late, I should get going." I walked off.
I felt something grab my wrist and stop me in my tracks. Bella.
"Bella?" I whispered. Maybe she needed something or maybe I forgot something. Maybe she was going to beat me up for what I said early tonight.
"Please stay." She whispered. I was about to decline when…
"Stay with me, Edward." She pleaded. "Please." Her eyes looked into mine. They were glistened from the water in them.
I walked Bella into her room and tuck her in. I was about to head out the door. I didn't want to take advantage of her state. But I was stopped again, when Bella held my hand
"I don't want to be alone tonight. Please." She softly pleaded.
She was scared. She needed someone to be with her. I had to be a man. Tonight. I had to think about someone other than myself. I had to push my awkwardness away and focus on Bella's fears. Tonight. I'll but aside my boyish feels and devote all my attention and comparison on Bella. Bella needed me. Tonight.
"I'll stay Bella. I'll be here until you fall asleep. I'll be on the rocking chair. Okay." I pointed at the rocking chair, across her room.
"Thank you, Edward. Thank you" she mumbled in daze as she pulled the covers up and rested her head in the pillow.
I walked to the chair and watched Bella as I kept rocking in the chair. I was thankful that the chair was didn't creak or make a sound as I kept rocking in it.
Back and forward. Back and forward. Back and forward. Back and forward. Back and forward.
Time passed.
I could hear Bella's breathing, indicating that she had fallen asleep. It was my time to go. Enough. Enough now. I needed to go.
I stood up from the chair and headed to the door. As I turned the knob I heard murmurs. Bella's murmurs. She had woken up. I had woken her up. I turned and looked at Bella lying in her bed. She was still asleep.
"Take me home… I want to go home… James… What are you doing? Stop… please… stop… Help!... Jake help!" she cried in her sleep. I ran to Bella, after hearing her cries.
"Bella! Wake up! Bella!" I yelled and shook her.
Bella started hitting me. She screamed and shot out of bed. Continued to hit me as she pulled away, terror in her eyes.
"It's me, Bella. Edward." I whispered as I put my hands up, showing her I meant no harm.
Bella looked at me. Her eyes scaling my body. Tear still falling down her face.
I was about to explain myself. Tell her that I wasn't going to hurt her. That she asked me to stay and that I was just about to leave.
Before I could let a single word leave my lips, Bella leaped into my chest. Her arms snaked my waist as she buried her head on my chest. My arms were hanging at my sides. I froze.
I'm not good with people when they cry. I'm not a guy who is known to be a good listener or who always had a crying shoulder to lay on. I never knew what to say. Things like 'it will be okay' or 'it will get better', because I don't know. I don't know what will happen. I'm not going to claim to someone that everything is going to get better when I don't know if it's true. I'm not going to claim to someone that everything will be okay, because it's a cliché. I'm not going to claim to someone that everything is going to be fine, when there is higher statistic that it isn't. I never know what to say. I could never make anyone feel better without making it seem like a lie.
But tonight, Bella was crying in my arms because of me. I can't handle her tears as they soak my shirt. They reminded me that those tears were from me. So I started doing something I never done before. I comforted someone. I comforted Bella.
I slowly lifted my arms and wrapped them around Bella's body as she kept crying on my chest. I embraced Bella. I embraced her fears and pain. I started rubbing my hand on her small back and brushed my fingers in her hair, with my other hand. Bella kept letting out her sobs. I tried to calm her down by rubbing my hands in a soothing motion on her back and through her hair. She nuzzled her nose deeper in my chest. Slowly her cries became quiet weeps, but she was still shaking. I had to soothe. Get rid of her tears and fears. It was my fault and I had to make it stop. But how? I didn't want to lie to her. I didn't want to say a line that was meaningless. I didn't want to give her false hope.
So I told her what I knew was true. It wasn't an empty promise or a meaningless line. It wasn't a lie or a delusion.
"I'm here, Bella. I'm here." I kept repeating as I rocked her back and forward. This motion soothed me. I only hoped it soothed her. Bella had stopped crying. She was not in my lap. She had my shirt in the clutches of her hands, in a very strong grip.
I lifted my head from her hair and looked down at her. I saw her eyes. They were closed. She was asleep.
I made my way to leave. Bella's grip on my shirt but it was tight. She was still awake.
"Don't leave. Please. I'm scared I'll dream about… it again." She begged.
"Please Edward. Just stay until I fall asleep. Please." She wept as she let her head fall on my chest.
"I'm here, Bella. I will be here as long as you need me." I held her close to me.
I laid Bella and me on her bed. It was a single bed, which meant that Bella had to rest her body on top of mine. Bella wrapped her arms around my waist and nuzzled her face in my chest. I stroked Bella's arm as I held her and combed my hand through her hair. Too comfort Bella.
Bella fell asleep in my arms. I was in thoughts about whether to leave Bella or not. I did say to her that I will be here as long as she needed me. But she did say that she only needed me until she fell asleep.
But what if she wakes up from another nightmare? She's all alone. Her father's out. I didn't want her to wake up alone, especially tonight.
So I decide.
I'll wait a bit longer. Maybe wait until she's in deep sleep. Until I'm sure she's alright.
I don't know when, but my own eyes fluttered close. And I slept that night next to Bella...
AN: Sorry about spelling and grammar mistakes. Okay. Was i the only one who thought Edward and James's fight was HOT? Edward sure can carry out a punch. I love it when two guys fight (like that). The fight scene was slightly based on the character of Logan Echolls's fight scenes in Veronica Mars. Yeah he's hot when he's angry and bashing people up. I'm totally like Edward when it comes to people crying. I freak out and just freeze. Or i think about stupid things that shouldn't be mentioned while somone is crying. I get really awkward and wait for them to finish crying.
I didn't talk about the pain Edward was in when fighting, because one thing was on his mind... protecting Bella. He forgot about the pain.
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