Chapter 4
WARNING- THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES SUCH AS SELF HARM AND ABUSE, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS MAY UPSET OR TRIGGER YOU IN AN WAY
I have suffered with self harming before not long ago, and please if you or any of your friends/family are going through it, get help and just remember it DOES get better and you're not alone. I'm always here if you need any help I'll understand xx
Disclaimer- I do not own 'Twilight' or any of the other books written by Stephanie Meyer. All characters mentioned in this fanfic belong to the wonderful author and not me (although I wish Jacob aka Taylor Lautner belonged to me )
This story is set in New Moon, just after Edward left Bella and she is depressed and lonely.
Last time….
I look back at him, and see the hurt in his eyes. He truly must care about me, and that fact makes me feel better. I haven't had someone who actually cares about me for a while, not after Edward left and Mom died. I've felt alone for so long and it's a relief to know that there's someone who is my friend and will be there for me when I need them.
"Now are you going to tell me what's going on?" Jacob asks softly.
I look into Jacob's eyes, unsure, and see the warmth and friendliness in his eyes. I come to my decision easily, he's my best friend now for gods sake, he's helped me through hard times especially since Edward left, he deserves to know the truth.
"Fine, after we get out of here though" I say, not wanting any of the nosy patients to hear my personal life problems.
"Of course" Jacob says, squeezing my hand gently.
"Isabella Swan?" the nurse calls.
"Come on then, that's go" Jacob says, helping me walk to the examination room.
I am checked over by the doctor and sent to have an X-ray on my leg. The results come back and it turns out I have fractured part of my leg so I have to wear a cast for six weeks apparently, I panic at first, imagining Charlie seeing it but then I realise that I can just cover it over with my jogging bottoms and he'll be too drunk to notice anyway.
I have a purple cast put on and I tell the nurses I fell down the stairs when they ask how I broke my leg. Jacob just sits there without saying anything to them, watching me the whole time. When they finally tell us we can go, with me having to wear a medical ankle shoe so I can walk, we leave.
"So, are you going to tell me in the car or what?" Jacob asks, speaking up now we're out of the hospital.
"No, that's go to the beach" I say, wanting a quiet place to tell him.
"Our special place?" he says with a smile.
"Yep" I answer, smiling back at him.
We go to the place where we first met, a year ago, at First Beach in La Push. It was here where Jacob had first told me about the Cullens being vampires. It was a old legend, and he hadn't believed it for a minute, but there was something off about Edward and his family and that explanation fitted it so I had asked Edward and he had revealed the truth.
It hurts me to think about Edward and all the times he'd told me he loved me. I thought he actually did, but obviously not. Why would someone as perfect as him like someone as plain and ugly as me though? It never did make sense. I wrap my arms around my chest, wondering if my broken heart would ever heal now he was gone.
"Thinking about him again?" Jacob asks, studying me.
"Yeah" I say sadly.
"Just forget about him, He never was good enough for you anyway, Bella."
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Well, you're smart, pretty, kind and funny. He didn't deserve to have you" Jacob says, seriously.
"You know Jacob, normally I'd be flattered but you do realise you're super biased" I say.
Jacob just laughs and takes a seat on the small piece of driftwood we'd always sat on. I take a seat beside him and he holds my hand gently, I like the way his rough, tanned skin feels against mine so I don't pull away.
"So, what happened today then?" Jacob presses gently.
"Where do I start?" I ask quietly.
"From the beginning" Jacob answers.
I tell him about how after Mom died, Charlie turned to drink. About how he'd come home from work one day and had slapped me across the face and how after that, he'd beat me everyday when he could, using different methods. I explain how today, he'd gone further than he ever had before, and had stood on my leg on purpose and that's how it broke because the bone had snapped.
Jacob listens, with an angry expression on his face.
"Charlie beats you?" he asks, disgusted.
"Yeah.." I say but before I can say anything else, Jacob starts ranting.
"You're telling me your own dad has been beating you for months and you haven't said anything to me or to anyone? You just let him hurt you again and again everyday and take the pain like it's a normal thing to happen? What the hell Bella!"
"Jake, calm down" I say, beginning to get scared. What happens if he gets so angry he beats me just like Charlie does? I shake my head, Jacob would never do that, he's my best friend, just because Charlie does that, doesn't mean that's expected for every male.
Jacob sees my scared expression and stops ranting. He pulls me into a hug and whispers in my ear.
"I'm sorry, I was just shocked that's all, I can't believe Charlie would do something like that."
"It's fine" I whisper back.
"What are we going to do now Bella?" he asks, distressed.
"Nothing", I answer simply.
"Nothing? You can't just go back home and let him carry on beating you Bella."
"I have to."
"What?" he asks, confused.
"He said that if I told anyone, he'd kill me" I say, starting to cry again.
"He said that?" Jacob asks, sucking in a sharp breath.
"Yeah" I say, shaking.
"God, Bella."
"You can't tell anyone though, Jacob" I say, looking into his eyes fearfully.
"But if I don't tell anyone then you won't get any help" Jacob protests.
"I don't need any help."
"Fine, I won't tell anyone" he promises.
"Really?"
"Yeah, only because no one would believe me, they'd think I was making it up. The Chief of Police abusing his very own daughter?"
"Still, from now on you have to tell me everything that happens, I want to know if you get hurt again, ok?" Jacob pleads.
"Ok" I say.
Jacob shuffles over to where I'm sitting on the driftwood and we hold hands, just sitting there, looking out at the sea in silence, wondering how the hell we got into this mess and if we'd ever be able to get out of it.
Ok, so I know that this chapter was probably rubbish and I'm sorry but I couldn't think of another way that Bella telling Jacob about the abuse would go. Some of you might be wondering why I let Jacob not tell anyone even though Bella is in danger, but he is confused and doesn't know what to do, he doesn't want to tell someone and get Bella into even more trouble with Charlie. The next chapter will be from Jacob's POV, please review or else I'm not sure I'll continue this story x