Chapter 15

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.

Jacob's POV

Are they kidding me? After everything Bella's had to go through, she's finally told the police about Charlie so they can stop him and instead they hurt her even more by saying there's nothing they can do? I'm so angry I feel like shoving my fist right in the officers' face but I ignore the red behind my eyes and stay holding onto Bella's hand, she grips it back like her life depends on it. This whole thing makes me feel so bitter, what did Bella ever do to deserve any of this? It breaks my heart to see her so sad and I wish I could wrap her up in a cocoon and protect her from this cruel world.

"Let's get out of here" I mumble to her under my breath, she nods and we hurry out of the station. I can feel Edward's anger hanging in the air behind us, but after all what right does he have to be mad over Bella's struggle when he's the one who cleared off and didn't know anything about this whole thing in the first place? I turn around to look at him and his weird gold eyes stare me down challengingly, as if daring me to comment on how I feel about him intruding even when Bella's upset. Forget him, wanting me to be selfish so Bella will fall out with me and he can have her all to himself, I can practically see through him and the pure jealousy gleaming in his eyes. Ha, what does he expect, for nothing to have changed since he left nearly seven months ago and for Bella to be begging him to come back? What an asshole!

"Well, it's obvious Bella won't be living with Charlie anymore but who is she going to live with?" Edward asks.

I look at Bella questioningly, secretly hoping she'll live with me and everything will be happily ever after, but even I'm not that naïve, it'll take a long time before she will recover from this, and even then it'll always be at the back of her mind, haunting her every day. Bella looks at us both with huge eyes, tears threatening to fall down again, looking vulnerable and scared. She's adopted the old position of sitting with her legs up and her arms crossed over them, just like she did after Edward left, to hold herself together.

"I.. don't.. know" she whispers, her small frame racking with huge sobs. Out of instinct, I rush to her and hold onto her hand to comfort her but Edward stays where he is, frozen still, looking helpless watching Bella cry, not knowing what to do to make her pain go away.

Bella stays sobbing like that, her arms around herself as I hold onto her hand for a while, both of us needing each other. I watch sadly as Bella's face goes paler and her expression becomes more and more detached. I know what she's doing, because I did it after my mom died in the car crash when I was 9, your emotions become too painful to live with so you cut yourself off from the rest of the world and live in your own little bubble of misery until either it gets easier to cope or someone helps you and you come out of it.

Edward paces back and forth over and over again, his eyebrow scrunched up in thought. He's been doing this for the whole time, until suddenly it's like a lightbulb goes off in his head and he's got an idea.

"I'm going to go away for a minute and take a phone call, okay Bella?" he says, making sure she doesn't mind him leaving her but she just gives him a blank stare until he gives up and walks off anyway.

"Bella?" I try, seeing if I can get more out of her than Edward did but she just glances up at me slowly before turning away again. I sigh in desperation, wanting my bestfriend back instead of this fragile shell of a person that's left behind.

Ten minutes later, Edward comes back, a smile on his face, god knows why.

"Bella, I've found you a place to live".

She looks up at him, interested.

"You can live with Alice and Jasper, I told them you don't want to stay with Charlie anymore, I didn't say why in case you wanted to tell her yourself but she said she'd love to and that she'll find an apartment for you all right now, you know how she is."

Edward looks at Bella enthusiastically, and she just stares at him in return until she slowly smiles, not the kind of smile I love but a dull one that barely reaches her mouth. Edward doesn't seem to notice though as he smiles back, as if he's resolved everything in the space of a minute and Bella's about to start dancing and laughing in happiness. He clearly doesn't know her as well as he thinks then, I can't help but mocking.

The next day, me and Edward bang on Charlie's door angrily whilst Bella cowers in fear back at mine, she was too terrified to even step out of the house, she kept crying and saying he'd punish her for telling and that he'd never let her leave him. It makes me so mad that a nasty old man like Charlie can make someone as kind and beautiful as Bella live in fear of his every move. When he opens the door, looking surprised at seeing the both of us here, I have to use every inch in my body not to go flying at him, and treating him the exact same way he'd treated my Bells for all this time. I smile at the thought of a piece of trash like him feeling scared and vulnerable for once.

"can I help you?" he asks, still pretending to be that same kind friend of my fathers' he was when I first met him.

"yeah, we're coming to collect all Bella's stuff so she can get away from you" I say matter of factly, watching as his expression becomes darker.

"what do you mean?" he asks, still hiding behind the nice man façade.

"cut the shit Charlie, we know what you've been doing".

His false smile turns into a grimace and his fists clench at his sides. I ignore him completely and push past him into the house.

"You coming, Edward?"

"yeah".

Charlie stays angry at the door whilst me and Edward start filling carrier bags with all Bella's stuff. The whole thing is just sad, there's pictures of baby Bella on the landing walls and one of Charlie, Renee and Bella before she upped and left him. Things aren't meant to be this way, what with Renee dead and Charlie an abusive monster, it's weird how things can turn out, your whole family crumbling apart around you.

When we've took everything we could from Bella's room, we leave straighaway, but the creepy thing is Charlie's still standing there, his fists clenched and that dark expression of his, exactly the same as he was an hour ago, he didn't even fucking move.

Charlie's POV

I can't believe it, I've never felt so angry in my life, there's a pool of red behind my eyes and I feel like murdering someone. How dare she, that bitch I'm not proud to call my daughter has told people the very thing I told her to shut her ungrateful mouth about. And, not only that, but she thinks she can just get up and leave me! Well, fuck her and Billy's kid having the cheek to talk back to me! I bring my fist back and hurl it into the wall, it feels so good I don't even notice the bloody knuckles and the deep gash in my hand. I do it again a few times, the extreme furiousness I felt a few minutes ago already forgotten. By now, my hand is just a bloody pulp but I feel such a high I don't even feel the pain. The phone goes off, the high pitched screech of the rings abruptly bringing me out of my rage. I pick up the phone, and a jolt of surprise runs through me as I hear the familiar voice of my friend at work, Yvonne.

"Hi Charlie."

"Hi Yvonne, how come you're calling?"

"Oh, I shouldn't really be telling you this but I feel you need to know."

"go on."

"Bella was in today, accusing you of abuse, they examined her and everything but decided there wasn't enough evidence to take it any further, thank God. What's going on, Charlie?"

I'm so shocked and angry I can't answer her at first. Is that bitch completely out of her mind? What the actual fuck was she thinking going to the place I work and spreading lies about abuse? Yes, I give her a beating now and then but she deserves it. To think of her walking into my station, all smug accusing me of stuff to all my colleagues makes me want to strangle her until she's lying dead in front of me. Wouldn't be so arrogant then, would you my dear Bella? Finally, I come to my senses and realize I'm still on the phone to Yvonne and she's waiting for me to say something.

"I have no idea Yvonne, she's been absolutely fine with me until today, and then she starts telling such serious lies and decides she's moving out all of a sudden. I'm really worried about her, she hasn't been herself these past few months since her mom died and her boyfriend left her."

"bless you, Charlie. I knew you would have never done a thing like that, maybe she's just confused although I sure don't go accusing people of abuse when I don't know what to do with my life."

I laugh nervously, glad she believed that crap. It's one thing to have Edward and Jacob knowing but a whole other thing having respectable adults who I work with knowing. They would never look at me the same again, and besides I really need to keep my job.

"I know, I don't know what's going on inside her head, must be a impulsive thing, I bet she'll come back tomorrow, begging for my forgiveness and that she's so sorry for telling those lies".

"probably. Anyways, I have to go, speak to you soon Charlie."

"bye Yvonne."

I hang up and slam the phone down on the table. Who does that girl think she is, leaving me to cook and clean for myself and telling people all sorts of things about me? Well, she'll get what's coming for her. If she thinks she's already been through the worst of it and things can only get better now she's away from me, I'll prove her wrong. I'll show her what real hell is, I'll find her and beat her so hard she can never walk again. Forget that, I'll kill her if I have to, I'm not letting nobody get away with disrespecting me. I'll make her regret ever opening her mouth.

Hi, I don't know how to feel about this chapter. I wrote from Charlie's POV for once because I thought it was important to understand him more, but I think it might have been too much. Again, like I said, I've never experienced abuse before so I don't really know fully what it's like, I'm so sorry if this chapter offended/triggered anyone. That wasn't my intention at all, I know where I want to go with this story and what I want to happen so I'm going to try my best to carry on writing it and not let life get in the way. If you have any suggestions/ anything to do with the story, please say. Thanks, and give it a review if you could please :)