A/N Hello everyone. This chapter was written by my fantastic beta. She has gotten all the rights to writing my stories for me, until midterms are over. So, thank you so much to her! This is just a short little chapter but I hope you enjoy it, I know I did! Thanks for reading! Enjoy!
Megan :)

BPOV

"What?" I asked, my voice barely there.

Edward just smiled at me, a small tear forming in his eye. "You're just so perfect. I can't understand why you love me, but I don't ever want to live without you. Please, Bella, marry me. Promise me you'll only be mine. Promise me we're forever."

"Of course we're forever," I whispered with a smile, running my non-bandaged hand down his face. Edward just nodded his head and stared at me. I looked at him for a moment, wondering why he was staring so intently at me.

He kept staring, and I finally just asked, "Edward?"

"What's your answer Bella?"

"Oh!" I quipped in realization, "Oh Gosh! Of course!" I yelled. I laughed at myself. I had been so wrapped up in his speech that I never told him I would be honored to marry him.

His smile could have split his face as he jumped on the bed next to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. I tried to twist in to him, but yipped loudly when I felt a strong pull from my side.

Edward flew back from the bed and quickly called a nurse. I rolled back on to my back and looked at the source of the pain.

I began hyperventilating when I saw a sickening plastic tube sticking out of the side of my body. I grabbed at the foreign object, and pale hands quickly met mine, pulling them away from the tube.

"Bella, don't touch that." Hands wrapped tightly around my wrists and held them above my head.

Hands wrapped around my wrists and I screamed and yelled against the person holding me. I began kicking, praying that would get him off of me. A sickening laugh came from my right and I felt a sharp pain in my ribs. Someone had kicked me. They began screaming at me, telling me I would never get away, that I would always belong to them. They were always going to be a part of my life. They would kill anyone important to me if I told.

"Bella!" A voice screamed, pulling tightly again on my wrists. I was thrashing, pulling, screaming, and doing anything I could to escape.

"Nurse!" He screamed again, holding me tighter than before. I felt hot tears leaking out of my tightly closed eyes.

"Don't touch me!" I screamed. "Let me go!"

"Bella!" The voice yelled. "Bella it's me!"

"Don't hurt me!" I screamed, extremely unable to endure another rape. "Please." I cried, slowing my thrashing and allowing my tears to pour. "Please don't hurt me again."

I felt a sharp stick in my arm and felt drowsy. I wasn't sure how long it took, but soon, everything was black.

***

I woke in the same position as before, lying on my back, blankets tucked up around my chin. I tried to bring my hand up to rub my eyes, but couldn't move my arm more than an inch. I tried the other arm and realized I couldn't move it either. I pulled hard on my arms, feeling fabric wrapped tightly around both wrists. I groaned.

"Bella?" Someone asked, and I tried to look up from where I was laying to respond. I tried to sit up, but my ribs hurt and I couldn't move without my hands.

Edward's face was in front of me within the next few seconds. His eyes had tears in them, and his irises were bright red. He had been crying.

"Edward?" I asked lightly, "What's wrong?" He quickly brought a hand up to his face and furiously rubbed his eyes.

"I'm fine." He said dismissively, bringing a hand down to caress my face. I leaned in to his warm touch, still bound by the bed.

"Can you free up my wrists?" I asked with a slight laugh, wincing at the pain it brought.

"No." He said seriously. "I don't think that's a good idea." He leaned forward to kiss my forehead, but I yanked away rather quickly.

"Why is that not a good idea Edward?" I asked irritated. "Please let me go."

"Bella, do you remember what happened when you first woke up?" Edward asked, leaning in close to me with a worried expression.

I thought about it for a moment. I remembered waking up, and hearing Edward talk to me. I knew we were in a hospital, I could smell it. My brain felt foggy, and my body felt light. I knew I was packed full of pain meds. I thought back to what Edward told me when I woke up.

"You proposed." I smiled brightly at him, and he nodded sadly back. I furrowed my brow, wondering why he seemed sad.

"What happened after that Bella?"

"I said yes." I said, almost making it a question. I thought about it a moment more, after I said yes, we kissed, and then the pain hit.

I was breathing rapidly when I whispered my answer. "James." I said softly, not believing myself even.

"What do you mean James?" Edward asked quickly, "He's in jail, Bella. He's never getting out of there."

"Edward, I know that, but he was here. He was in this room."

"Bella, I was the only one in here. You tried to pull your chest tube out, and I grabbed your hands. You went berserk."

"No, Edward, you don't get it." I said, quickly growing frustrated. "He's still getting to me. Mike almost killed me."

"Mike will pay for what he's done." Edward said gravely. "You're safe now."

"What about Eve?" I asked, almost hysteric. "What about you?"

"What about us?" Edward asked, sitting further away from me, as if I repulsed him.

"Edward," I said, feeling a few tears slip out of my eyes. "When they raped me, they did more that rape me. They taunted me, kicked me, told me they would kill my family."

He scooted even further away from me, and I wasn't sure why. It killed me.

"Please don't move so far away." I whimpered.

He looked intently before walking back to my bedside. "I'm sorry Bella," he said sincerely, "it's just that whatever happened earlier, I sparked it."

"No, that wasn't you." I said quickly. "That was Mike. Don't you ever blame yourself for that."

"What happened Bella?" He was scared, I could tell it in his voice. "The doctors said you had some kind of episode, like a panic attack or something."

"I saw the chest tube." I said quickly. "I wasn't expecting to roll over and see a giant tube sticking out of me. And then I really remembered the whole thing with Mike. Realizing that James could still get me, even when he is in jail; that sent me in to overdrive. It was like the first night all over again."

His hands were on my wrists quickly after that, untying me quickly. I wasn't sure why he was doing it, until he was back in the bed with me, holding my hands at our waists.

"I'm sorry." He said softly, a small tear leaking out of his eye. "I was just so scared. The nurses had to sedate you, and then they tethered you to the bed so you wouldn't hurt yourself if you had another episode."

"So we're calling it an episode?"

"The nurses are at least. You were screaming and thrashing and begging me not to hurt you." He whispered. He looked so hurt when he uttered the words.

"I know you would never hurt me." I whispered, bringing a freed hand up to his hair. "I wasn't here when I was screaming that. I wasn't in your arms."

He nodded, tightly closing his eyes to prevent more tears. "They're going to make you go to therapy." He whispered, pushing his eyes even tighter, as if he didn't want it to be true.

"That's okay." I whispered, and his eyes slowly opened. "I don't want whatever happened today to happen again. I'll do what I need to make sure that never happens again." He looked at me, as if he was searching my skin for the answered to some question.

I didn't let him look for long. I closed the space between us and kissed him softly, pushing our bodies as close as they could get. When my lungs and ribs began to hurt, I rolled off my side and sighed.

"What's wrong with me anyway?" I asked him, trying to tilt my head up and wondering why I was on a completely flat bed.

"You broke a few knuckles when you punched him. He broke two ribs when he punched you back. One of the ribs punctured a lung. When your head hit the locker, you got a pretty good-sized cut. My dad put about a dozen stitches in there. You also have a mild concussion. Do you have a headache?"

I thought about it. I did have a headache, but it wasn't bad. "How did you know all of that stuff happened?" I asked.

"Well I found you in the hall, and I rode with you in the ambulance. I haven't left since we got here yesterday." I nodded in astonishment. He had stayed this whole time? "Charlie went to the school and got the video from the security camera in the school. He arrested Mike this afternoon. He's already got the court agreed to try him as an adult and to push the trial up as quickly as possible. He can't make bail, so he's not leaving any time soon."

I digested all of the information that Edward had given me. Mike was in jail, and James and Connor were never getting out. I nodded at him, happy tears flowing out of my eyes.

My family and I were safe.

A/N Hello again! Thanks for reading! Please review just let me know that you like the story. Thanks!!
Megan :)