On the car ride to my house I tried to stall in anyway shape or form. I went to the grocery store to get the things to make dinner for Charlie tonight. Maybe if he likes it I wouldn't have to stay and talk about my day, and maybe get some sleep before I have to go to school. But it's just wishful thinking I know that it will never happen. When I get home I throw my schoolbag aside and start dinner. Everything happens the same everyday. Charlie comes home, he eats, he watches TV, then he hits me and if I'm lucky he will knock me out. But today was different. He came home like the dad I grew up with and loved.

"Hey bells. I'm home."

"Hey dad how was work?" I added with a smile.

"Same as usual the guys and I didn't have to much to do so we played cards and I won a lot." He told me as he shrugged off his jacket.

"Dinner smells good by the ways bells." He added with a grin.

We ate in silence and mostly it was nice to not have him hit me all the time. He told me goodnight as we went to bed, and I actually slept good that night and I dreamt this wonderful dream. I was walking along the beach holding Edward Cullen's hand as the sun set. He drove me back to my house and kissed me goodbye, but all to soon my dream turned into a nightmare as it always does. As I walked through the door Charlie runs to me screaming that I'm a whore and a slut to go out with him. I wake up crying like I do every night, but tonight I saw something in my room, something that shouldn't be there, or should I say someone.

The reason why I woke up from my dream was not because I was scared. It was because I felt something clod touch me and it shocked me awake. I thought I was hallucinating, but it couldn't be. Edward Cullen was in my bedroom standing there, like he got caught stealing something. But the real shocker was when he started to talk to me like nothing happened.

"You talk in your slept you know." He said with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I know I do my mom used to tease me about it." I said trying to make a joke but instead letting out a sob.

He was instantly by my side rubbing my back with his hands.

"What happened to you Bella?"

"She left me here with this man who is a shell of my dad." I sobbed.

He held me while I cried. Never once did I cry. Not at my mom's funeral, or when I got the news, and I didn't even cry afterwards. But I was crying now. After I cried all I could cry he laid me down and tucked me in. He hummed me a song that sounded like a lullaby as I fell into a peaceful sleep.

EPOV:

I watched as she laid there peacefully sleeping. When suddenly she started sobbing in her sleep. I went to lay a finger on her cheek when she suddenly awoke. I quickly moved to the other side of the room hoping that she wouldn't see me. She quietly moved her head to face me and stared at me with shock written across her face. I stared at her forever memorizing that face. The innocence that she has and the love that her eyes show.

"You talk in your slept you know." I said trying to make some small talk.

"I know I do, my mom used to tease me about it." She talked quietly and let out a small sob. I was at her side in a heartbeat, rubbing her back with my hand. Alice was right when she sent me hear to help her. She saw a vision of Bella dying from heartbreak. I couldn't bear to see someone that young and new to life die like that.

"What happened to you Bella?" I asked trying to comprehend the reason why she was crying.

"She left me here with this man who is a shell of my dad." she sobbed.

I held her as she cried. Her smell was so appealing in this room that I had to hold my breath, but as soon as I saw a tear roll down her cheek I knew that I would never cause her to hurt. To see her like this would be hell. When she stopped crying I laid her down in her bed. I pulled the covers over her and started humming a song that just came to me. I watched as she fell peacefully asleep. I stayed with her all night to listen to what she had to say. Once she said my name I was sure she had woken up again, but she turned over and said my name again. I felt this emotion go through me at this moment. One that I will never forget. I couldn't convey it, but what ever it was I liked it and it felt good.