EPOV:
I watched Bella as she slept, her breathing finally calming from the rough, quick breathing she was doing earlier to a more relaxed, steady pace. I was still shook from what had happened. Never, in the years that I had known Bella was she like that. It pained be to see the fear in her eyes as she looked at me and hurt even worse when I saw the anguish in them when she realized who I was.
As a doctor, I knew that I had to get her out of the place she was having a panic attack in to a place where she was on often and could recognize easy so she would realize where she was at.
Bella gasped in her sleep, and I looked down at her as her eyebrows furrowed and she mumbled something that didn't make much sense, and her death grip she had on my shirt tightened and she snuggled her warm body into me more.
I sighed quietly and wrapped and arm around her waist do I could pull her closer to me. We didn't have much room on the couch, and I didn't want to move her and end up waking her up and having her scared again.
I twisted around on the couch and looked at the clock above the TV to find it was nearly three o'clock. I was glad I didn't have work today, and Bella didn't have school. It was s Saturday and she shouldn't have to go to school after that. And I would like to talk to her some.
I looked back at her, her pale and beautiful features completely relaxed, the soft shape of her jaw unclenched and her soft, pink lips parted slightly, moving every single often as if saying something but right now no words came out.
Her purplish eyelids fluttered lightly as I watched, and she muttered something about rain before settling back down into her sleep.
I tried to ignore her warm body against mine, tried to ignore the way she was pressed up against me in a completely innocent way that didn't seem do innocent, and that she was wearing a simple white tank top and grey boy shorts. She just had a panic attack for crying out loud! I had no right to think those things, and gives then out of my mind as I snuggled closer to Bella, appreciating the warmth and it in a vulgar way.
"Edward." she murmured quietly, twisting around, and an unknown heat filled my face. Me? She was saying my name in her sleep? The thought of her dreaming about me made me happy and scared at the same time.
I fell asleep shortly afterwards, and when I woke up again I was alone on the couch against the back edge of it with the blanket tucked around me neatly. Bell a was nowhere in sight, but there was a not written on a plain piece of paper on the dark brown coffee table beside of a cup of coffee in a thermos.
I grabbed the note first, quickly seeing that it was only five in the morning and she was gone.
Edward, I'm sorry about last night and freakin out on you. I didn't know exactly what that was, but I'll talk to you when I get home.
Alice's parents called me this morning saying that she had tried to run away again and was screaming for them to let me see her. From what I heard, it's bad. I'm taking her over and we'll stay out of your way.
Sorry, Bella
I sighed, knowing that no matter what for Bella, Alice always came first. It was really sweet, though, because in a way Alice was like Bella's kid, and Bella was like her mother.
Alice was a 5 year old little girl, with short dark brown hair that stuck up in every direction as if she were electrocuted, but she insisted every time that she liked it that way. She had brown eyes, almost the same color ad Bella's, although they were nearly opposites.
Alice's parents were in their 50s, Alice being some kind of miracle child for them, and though the knew how to take care of her, Alice preferred Bella.
Overtime Alice had gotten PTSD and anxiety disorder. Nobody knew their backgrounds, they only moved here 2 years ago, but Alice felt everyone would leave her, therefore that included Bella.
The front door opened and shut quietly, and I looked up from Bella's messy handwriting to see her with Alice over her shoulder fast asleep. The pink backpack that she brings everytime Alice is over is swing over her shoulder carelessly, and she's in simple grey sweats and an oversized t-shirt with her hair threw back in a loose bun.
She looks exhausted, and much older then she really is with the tiredness and wisdom in her eyes. She eyes me warily, looking apologetic, and she sits down with Alice in tow and cradles her against her chest with tears fallin out of her eyes slowly.
"Bella?" I murmured, looking at her with worried eyes as she cried.
She looked at me with sadness and torture in her eyes, as if she had been trapped in her head for a long time. When she spoke her voice was shaky, "It's gotten worse Edward. She was screaming at Angela when I got there, telling her she thought I didn't want her anymore. She tried to run away. Again. She hit me when I picked he run until she realized who I was and fell asleep."
I frowned and my eyes were drawn to Alice as she rolled over in Bella's arms and sighed.
I didn't know what to say. I never have understood the bond that Bella and Alice had, and I probably never would.
Bella seemed to understand my silence, and stood up, "I'm going to put her in my bed to sleep. I'll be back in a minute." she said, I thought I heard her bubble something about needing to talk, but wasn't entirely sure bells went upstairs and came down a minute later, slumping onto the couch tiredly.
I was a bit scared at what was about to come. So far Bella hadn't told anyone her whole story. It was known and reported by social services that she was found on the street. People reported abuse from places near, although Bella refused to say it, and when she attempted to the panic overtook her.
"What do you want to know?" she asked, her voice sounding haunted and hollow.
I took a deep breath, "Don't tell me anything you're not comfortable with, but I need to know what that was last night." I said, my voice sounding pleading almost.
She ran a shaky hand through her hair and sighed, "I had a bad dream last night and I wasn't sure if it was a dream or real. When I couldn't find my lamp switch in he dark, I thought I was real and you scared me because I was to scared to recognize you." she said, her voice speeding up at the end and I realized she was panicking again.
I reached over to her, but dropped my hand when I realized I probably shouldn't startled her. "What was the dream about?" I asked quietly.
She took a deep breath, "It was something really bad that had happened to me... I forgot how I got like that and I freaked out." she said, shaking.
I caressed her cheek, and tears filled my eyes from how much this was haunting her.
"How much did Esme and Carlisle know?" I asked quietly, watching her carefully and getting upset when she sobbed and hugged me tightly.
"I hadn't told them m-much, but when they died I went to their grave and told them everything. Everything I remembered, anyway." she explained.
"Remembered?" I asked, sounding shocked.
She took a breath, "There's a lot that's just... foggy... and even more that I can't even try to think of. I'll try to remember a certain point of my life, only to completely forget it happening. They had me on a lot of medicine and I was in a dark room up until I was about 11, maybe 10, but after that I was just dumped on the streets." she said, crying silently, each tear falling from her eyes pain in me even more.
"What did they do?" I whispered, wanting and not wanting her to answer at the sane time.
"Edward." she said, her voice pleading and broken at the same time. I stayed quiet after that.
She stood up after a second and walked to the kitchen, and after a couple minutes, I heard pots and pans rattle and figured she was cooking.
I turned in the TV, mainly for sound, and went to my room to get my phone. It was almost 6 o'clock now, and I was a little upset that I wouldn't be able to have a free day with Bella.
We usually spent our Saturdays staying in and watching movies. Sometimes we would go out to eat at some restaurant, but not that often.
I got dressed in some jeans and a loose black t-shirt before I heard Alice talking in Bella's bedroom, confused, I walked to her door and put my ear up against it, listening to what she was saying.
"No, no, no. Don't do that!" she said, giggling, her high pitched voice sounding do familiar yet different.
She waited before speaking, so long that I was about to decide to leave her be, but she spoke up again, this time sounding more stern.
"Belly wouldn't want that, Felix." she said, and although she still had the slightly babbling tone of a young kid, she pronounced her words easily.
I figured Felix must be her imaginary friend, so I opened the door and saw her sitting in the middle of Bella's bed, holding a doll that Bella had given her a long time ago that she carried around everywhere.
She smiled at, showing dimples and perfectly white teeth and bounced up and down on the bed, "Ed, Ed, Ed!" she giggled, reaching out towards me.
I chuckled and picked her up, holding her at my hip and leaning back to look at her. "Who's Felix?" I asked curiously.
She giggled, "My friend! He told me to tell Bella something she wouldn't like very much. I said no, way!" she said dramatically.
I was a little creeped out at he fact her 'friend' would want her to tell Bella something, she a little surprised Alice would talk to him like that.
"What did he tell you to tell her?" I asked, hoping she would give me a clue. I stopped so we could talk without Bella hearing us.
She shook her head, "No! I can't tell you either. Last time I thought about telling somebody, he made me run away!" she said, her eyes wide.
"What do you mean 'made you run away'?" I asked.
"He said he would hurt me if I didn't. But it's okay, I'm fine. He also said sorry because he needs to do what Aro says. He told he had a job to finish." she said, looking at her nails casually, as if she didn't jut tell me the creepiest damn thing in the world.
I kept my eyes on her, watching her movements as we walked through the house and to the kitchen, where the strong smell of bacon and eggs was coming from.
I watched Bella and tried not to chuckle as she hummed what sounded like the song young, dumb, and broke by Khalid, but she turned around and blushed when she saw us watching her.
Alice giggled, "You're turning into a tomato!" she said, letting me put her down. I forced my arms. She may be a small kid, but she wasn't very light.
She ran up to Bella and hugged her leg, sliding down it so she could sit on Bella's foot as Bella struggled to get around with a weight on her foot.
Bella finally groaned, although I could tell that she over exaggerated it for show, and stopped with a huff.
"Kid, I'm sorry, but you're not so light." Bella said with a chuckle.
Alice stood up and stood on her tiptoes so she could see the counter and what was on it.
"Ooh! Bacon!" she said, grabbing a piece and grabbing it before yanking her hand back with a shriek.
Bella knelt beside of her and grabbed her hand, looking at it closely, ur I could see the smell red burns from here, as Alice cried and sobbed.
"H-he did it!" Alice cried, clutching her hand away from Bella, but Bella's eyes were on her from the first words out of her mouth.
"Who did, sweetie?" she asked, looking at her in confusion and disturbance.
"Aro did! He said I was allowed to!" she cried.
I don't exactly recall what happened next, one minute Bella was looking at Alice and the next second Bella's eyes were full of pure fear and terror as she stood up and clutched onto the counter for support.
"What do you mean?" she asked Alice, the harsh words skipping from between her teeth.
Alice frowned, "He said to, Belly! Sorry!" she wailed.
Bella clutched onto the counter tightly, shutting her eyes and looking a little green as she took deep breaths.
"Who's Aro?" she asked, but I heard hope behind her tone, as if she were hoping it was somebody completely harmless.
"My imaginary person. He's tall with black hair and wrinkly skin. He smells funny, though. Stinky and funny." Alice said, wrinkling her nose as if remembering the smell.
I didn't see it, but I probably didn't want to, but I heard Bella fell to the ground with a sickening pop as the corner of her head hit the coffee table loudly.
"Bella!" I yelled as I ran to her quickly, my stomach rolling at all the blood that was pouring from her head and onto the floor.
Something was up. Something bad.
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Okay, so in this chapter you kinda get the idea that Bella has extreme PTSD and somehow up with Alice.
Just a little warning before you get caught up in the story, thus will NOT be some hop and skip love story. There will be drama and horrible backgrounds that will be revealed later.
There is no updating timeline, but I'm hoping to post at least once every other week. Sometimes more, sometimes left depending on how much real life drama I have going on at the moment.
Next chapter will be in BPOV and you will get a little view on how she sees the world.
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