OKAY! WELL all said and done I think 21 hits – although no reviews :( - is a pretty good deal to get this next part out ASAP for you lovelies.
*MWAH* Thanks so so so much for reading it. Hope it doesn't suck. And I'll try my very hardest to get a couple Edward pov's into this lovely fanfic… but me –a girl- in a guys point of view has never really worked out for me before! But I'll try
So here is CHAPTER TWO! *DRUMROLL PLEASE*
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M
My whole body felt stiff. Like I'd been sleeping for ages. My limbs felt heavy as if instead of blood, lead filled my veins, weighing me down. Where was I? Slowly my heavy lids flickered open only to slam shut as a painful light shone in them.
Where the hell was I? This time –learning from the first attempt- I slowly opened my eyes taking in my surroundings. Four white walls stared back at me. Where was I? Then I slowly remembered.
Burning skin. Shirt. Ripped in half. Duct Tape. Mike. Old Mans Hill. Cell Phone. Random images flocked my mind as I sat wondering what had happened to me. Was I dead? I immediately decided against this option. I was in too much damn pain to be dead.
Pain ripped through me as I accidently passed a hand over my stomach. I let out a gasp, but I couldn't hear myself! Shocked I tried talking. I could feel the words rolling off my tongue but I couldn't them! I started ripping desperately at the sheets, abruptly they where restricting. Holding me down to the bed.
I started thrashing around. This wasn't supposed to happen! I was supposed to be in Italy right now with Rose and Jaz, enjoying my year before university!
But no. Instead with my sheer dumb luck I ended up in this place –where ever this was- stuck in this bed.
Tears oozed out of the corners of my eyes and I gave up. Dropping my head into my hands I couldn't help the sense of loss and despair that hovered over me like a cloud. Why me? I sobbed soundlessly into my hands.
Someone gripped my chin and pulled my face up towards them. Mike starred down at me, smoke dangling from his lips. Wordlessly he plucked the smoking stick from his mouth and pressed it down into my skin!
Expecting to feel pain I cringed but nothing came. I peeked out of my fingers and saw him give me a frustrated glance. He brought out more and more cigarettes until my whole body was covered in a smoking mess. I laughed freely, and although I couldn't hear it apparently Mike could because he looked up with a cold rage.
I really could care less now. He couldn't hurt me anymore. Where ever I was, he was never going to touch me again. A cold decisive look descended on his face and he brought back one of his fists. It was clenched tight. Showing his anger.
"I might not get you know Isabella, but I will get you someday." And his fist slammed into my face.
"Bella! Bella! Are you okay!" Someone was shaking my shoulders. I woke up with a gasp and stared shocked at Rose who was sobbing silently at my side. What had her twisted? I'd seen Rose cry maybe twice in all the years that I'd known her. She was my tough cookie.
"Shh. Shh. Rose it's okay. What's wrong? Everything's going to be alright." I immediately broke into song.
Everything's, gonna be alright.
Everything's, gonna be alright.
Everything's, gonna be alright (Everything's Going Be Alright – The Killers)
Her head snapped up and she chuckled dryly before taking me in a hug that would strangle a professional wrestler. She sobbed against my shirt, for what seemed like ages before she was calm enough to talk to me.
"I… I thought you were dead! And they wouldn't let me beat that ass hole up! Stupid Newton! I'm so so sorry! It's all my fault! I set you up! If I didn't you wouldn't be here and we'd be in Italy right now! I totally understand if you never wanna see my face again but please please please…" I cut her off.
"Rosie. Now I know you tend to get random bursts of… insanity… but what are you talking about? I'm perfectly fine!" She gave me a strange look.
"Bella. Do you remember… anything? About Mike?" Now it was my turn to look at her strangely.
"Rose. That was just a dream. None of that," I broke off to shudder, "really actually happened to me." She looked at me with something like pity in her eyes. "What?"
Rose looked away for a second and then brought her shimmering blue eyes to meet mine. I could see the tears just threatening to tip over the edge a stream down her face. She really was the most beautiful person I'd ever met. Really, if I had a body like hers… Her tanned fingers tilted my face up to look at her.
"Isabella honey. All of what you…dreamed… actually was true. That's why were in the hospital. Because of what that…sick," Her face told me she'd like to use a different word. "Pig did to you." I looked at her. I remembered. My dream, the reality. They where mixing to create some twisted nightmare in my head. My shaking hand gripped the edge of my gown.
"Bella." Her voice was soft. "I really don't think you want to…" I pulled it up so it showed my stomach. I let out a strangled gasp. 9 sick yellow pussy marks adorned my stomach. I started shaking. Then started screaming.
"THAT STUPID PIG! LOOK WHAT HE DID! MIKE FREAKING NEWTON YOU BETTER NOT LET ME GET MY HANDS ON YOUR BODY OR YOU'LL BE DAMNED!" I quickly started to hyperventilate, gripping madly at the side rails on my bed.
Rose tried to calm me down, but I was beyond caring. I was a girl, who was stuck in the hospital all because a stupid dull date turned into a freaking living nightmare. And now I was scarred for life. A door was flung open and I heard Jazz' voice franticly ask Rose what was wrong. Wait Jazz?
"Isabella Marie Swan. Calm down this instant! I know what happened was horrible but there's no need to disrupt the entire hospital community." Jaspers eyes stared at mine as I slowly began to calm down, sobbing dryly, and starring at my stomach. His hands rubbed soothing circles on my back and Rose scampered off to find a Doctor.
I lifted my red face and told Jazz a soft thank you. Embarrassed by my outburst. His eyes looked softly down into mine.
"S'okay Bells. I'd be freaking out to." I had to chuckle at this. "That slimy thing, Newton, is in the slammer and he's staying there for a long time. Bells." He looked at me again. Demanding my attention. "What made him burst like that? What did you do?" I looked down at the sticky wounds, ashamed at what I'd done.
"Well," I hedged. "I might have had one too many drinks and I just might have told him that it was the most boring date of my life." Hunched my shoulders forward, ignoring the hiss that Jazz managed to get out. I was in for it now.
"Isabella Marie Swan," Wow. My full name again. I think that's a record. "You. You could have prevented this if you had just not drank. You wouldn't be in the hospital now, and we'd all be in Italy." Italy. Suddenly I was wistful to get away from this white zone it was suffocating.
"Where still going right? To Italy?" Jasper looked down at me shocked. He'd obviously expected anger. They his face softened.
"Course Bells. Wouldn't miss it for my life." I sighed and opened up my arms. Offering a make up hug. He shifted into it, obviously ignoring my stomach. "You know I'm always here for you right Bells? I'll be the brother you never had." I sniffled into his shirt.
"Thanks Jazz." Someone coughed from behind us.
"Excuse me. I'm here to see Miss. Swan." Jasper sheepishly let go and let the doctor come in. He held out his hand which I hesitated to shake. Yes. He looked like a nice man. But Mike had looked like a nice boy. Look where trusting had gotten me.
"Nice to meet you." I mumbled to the floor. He, obviously having patients like me before, just let out a chuckle before introducing myself.
"I'm Dr. Cullen. I'll be your doctor for today. So Miss. Swan, care to tell me what is wrong?" I looked franticly around the room. Rose gave me the thumbs up and Jasper gave me a reassuring smile. I sighed. Sooner rather than later now. Slowly I lifted up my down until my stomach showed. Dr. Cullen let out a hiss of sympathy.
"Well, if I wasn't mistaken those almost look like-"
"Cigarette burns? Yup. That's what they are. Stupid idiotic MIKE NEWTON IM GONNA KILL HIM!" Jazz quickly went over to Rose to calm her down. Dr. Cullen looked down at me surprised. He opened his mouth and I cut him off quickly.
"I swear they weren't self inflicted." Doubt still lingered in his eyes. This really looked bad.
"Dr. Cullen? I'm Jasper. Best friend of Bella here, and I know for a fact that she didn't give these to herself. A guy did that to her after she turned him down." An unexpected spark of anger flew into Dr. Cullen's eyes as he stared wordlessly at my stomach.
"Umm." He was startled out of his own world and was reminded of me.
"Oh, my sincerest apologises Miss. Swan. Let us get these cleaned and wrapped up shall we?" I nodded mutely as he rolled me down the hall. He helped me sit up on a bed and informed me that it would sting a bit. I nodded again. Showing him I understood.
His movements where quick and fluid. Making quick and easy work out of my messed up body.
"So Miss. Swan. The boy who did this to you…" I was surprised that he would actually care enough to ask.
"Is in jail. But I doubt he'll be in there long. His family has the money to get him out." His quick darting hands slowed down as he looked at me. Determination lancing his eyes.
"Isabella, I know it's quite odd for a doctor to say this, but if you ever need, help, concerning this Newton character. Please feel free to call me. I have a, feeling; we'll be seeing each other very often in the future." I looked at him wonderingly. What a speech.
"Thank you Dr. Cullen. So… is it a clean bill of health?" He laughed.
"Yes. Just keep those bandages clean, and stay away from Newton. Have fun in Italy! I'll go and get your friends so you guys can leave and pack." With that Dr. Cullen left from the room to go and get my ever so lovely friends. Leaving me time to think.
But not for too long.
"BELLA!" Jazz and Rose through themselves at me. I shied away from them.
"Hi guys." I mumbled to the floor. They couldn't look at me the same way could they? They looked at me like breakable freaking china. Unnecessary anger burned my throat. I was the same Bella!
"Shesh guys. I'm not china. Stop treating me like I'll break if you touch me." I angrily huffed at them. Stalking out of the room. I knew my anger was unjust, but I really could care less. I was on my emotional roller coaster with no exit until the end.
"Bells?" Rose's whisper was filled with pain, but I just kept walking. I really need to run, but it would probably hurt, considering my stomach had holes burnt into it right now.
"Just let her get over it. She's still in shock and she doesn't know how to deal with it." Dr. Cullen's voice was soft and that made me even more angry. I slammed the door behind me. Throat burning with acid.
"Yay! Just in time for Italy." I whispered sarcastically under my breath. "Just in time."
So what about this one guys? I tried to make it longer… I really did.
WHOS READY TO GO TO ITALY??
I know I am. So come back for *DU DU DU* chapter THREE!! So exciting.
Anyway. I'll see ya soon!!
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M