Chapter 3: Hero

My whole body was limp. Everything hurt. I couldn't move. I was on my apartment floor begging for the noise to stop and the pain.

"I KNEW YOU WHERE CHEATING ON ME WITH THAT-THAT PRETTY BOY! I MEAN HIM OVER ME? WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?! THERE IS SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG WITH YOU!" Mike didn't stop yelling at me about Edward and me holding hands. He was so paranoid with me cheating on him.

"YOU SELFISH BITCH," He swung his foot into my side. I whimpered in pain. The whole ten minutes he was yelling and beating me, I heard pounding on my door. Nobody could get in because mike locked the door. Nobody was going to be able to save me from my nightmare.

"Mike, please stop…" I whispered. I could hear the pain in my own voice. He bent down to my lever and yanked my chin up with his hands. My neck almost snapped.

"You want me to stop?" He whispered angrily.

I nodded. "Yes, please." I whispered. He stood up fast and stepped on my arm, but not hard enough to break it. I screamed in pain.

"PLEASE!" I screamed. "STOP," But he didn't.

It had been about five more minutes of his beatings. I tried to tell him to stop but it hurt so much I couldn't even talk. This was the worst beating he has ever given me.

I closed my eyes, still on the floor, waiting for another hit. Suddenly I heard my door break. I snapped my heard to look at it. There was a hole in the middle of my door and a hand was threw the middle of it, unlocking the doorknob. The door was kicked open, and there stood, my Hero. Edward. It almost seemed like he was glowing, but that was probably because I was almost to death. I closed my eyes again. Not wanting to see anything. I heard Edward's sweet voice speak first.

"You better step away from her." He said angrily.

"Yeah, what are you going to do if I don't?" Mike said.

"I will not hesitated to call the cops on you're sorry ass. So, if you step away from her now, I will let it slide. But if you don't, I can have the cops here in second." Edward hissed.

"I won't leave without a fight!" Mike yelled.

"My pleasure," I squeezed my eyes closed harder. I heard someone getting punched, but didn't want to see who it was.

After a couple minutes I heard the door slam shut. I barely opened eyes, to see who I was left with. Edward's bright green eyes were staring at me, making sure I was still alive. I let out a small sigh of relief. I gave him a small smile.

"Bella, I'm so sorry I let him hurt you, I tried to get through the door, but he locked it," He looked up and down my body, seeing what Mike had down to me.

"Oh…god Bella, I am so sorry."

"It's…not…you're…fault." Each word I said left me breathless. I had to pause in between each word.

"Yes it is. I told you I wouldn't let him hurt you and I let it happen." I was about to protest, but he put his index finger on my lips. That's when I noticed the cuts on his hands, blood was pooling out. My stomach turned, but I ignored it.

"Edward…what did…he…do to you?" I asked, my lips moved under his finger.

"Please, don't worry about me. Worry about yourself." I inhaled deeply and pushed myself to sit up. But Edward stopped me.

"Bella, you look like you're in too much pain to even stand up, let me take you over to my place I know I have a proper first-aid kit to take care of your…scratches." He picked me up bridal style.

"No, no, no, its fine I-" I couldn't even finish that sentence. I was too busy inhaling his scent. He smelled so…I couldn't even think of the word to describe it. All I knew was it for sure wasn't cologne. Edward noticed I had stopped mid-sentence.

"Bella are you okay? Is the pain worse?"

"No, the pains not worse, but…it's there." I gripped onto his shirt and leaned my head against his shoulder for better access to his scent. Edward walked out my apartment door, and closed the door gently. Before I knew it I was on his couch, surrounded by big, full, boxes; since he hadn't had time to totally move in yet.

"Okay now where is it…?" Edward asked himself, searching the room. He almost looked panicked. I looked around the room looking at different boxes, labeled differently. I spotted a medium-sized box labeled 'first- aid/Medicine'.

"Um, maybe it's in the box that says first-aid, over there in the corner behind you." I said slowly, not wanting to hurt myself from talking too fast.

Edward snapped his head around and found the box.

"Thank you." He said while picking it up.

"No, problem," He kneeled down next to my on the floor, while I was still on the couch. He opened the kit and took out, what seemed like- an alcohol packet.

"This may sting," Edward warned, while placing it on a cut across my cheek. I winched as the cold liquid hit my cheek.

Edward cleaned all my cuts and put bandages on them. Then, it was time for the bruises.

"Bella, can you tell me where he hit you?" I tried to remember.

"Um…my side…my arms and legs…everywhere," I breathed. I looked over to Edward. His face pained at my answer.

"Bella, I think you should go to the hospital-"

"NO! You can't do that! If I go to the hospital he will find out and…and…" I shuddered at the memory when I did go to the hospital.

"Bella, you're not safe with him." He took my fragile hand in his and cupped his other hand over both our hands. It felt nice, I couldn't remember the last time I felt comforted and safe when a guy held my hand.

"Bella, before Mike," I winched at his name. "…interrupted us at coffee shop, you were telling me the story. Would you mind finishing it? Just so I can get a better impression on him." Why was he being so nice? He just moved in today; he's has enough to worry about. He doesn't need an abused, stupid, selfish girl to put more wait on his shoulders. I pulled my hand away from his, and got up from my seat and started walking out his door.

"Wait! Bella, where are you going?" He caught up to me probably because I was going so slow since my body hurt so much. He put his hand on my shoulder gently, but I shrugged it off.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I shouldn't have gotten you into this. You have enough to worry about." I looked down at my feet, I couldn't look into his big green…beautiful eyes, or else it was probably make me change my mind. "I'm sorry," I repeated and headed across the hall to my apartment. I turned the knob and before I opened it all the way, I turned my head slightly to look back, but made sure I wouldn't see his face. And saw him motion-less. He didn't move the minute I left.

A/N- Hey guys! thanks so much for for all your awesome reviews! And someone did point this out, these characters are all human!! I'm sorry I didn't put that in my summary! Oh, and also I do re-read my stories, but I might miss a couple words, so if my spelling sucks in a few chapters I'm so sorry. And I know this chapter has a lot of 'bad words' but that is becuase of Mike =] And one last thing! I know my chapters are kind of short, and once again, I am sorry about that, but there is alot more to come! And also, I'm thinking of a sequel, I don't know? I'll think about it =] thank you!!