Okay so here it is. Tomorrow is Monday so I won't be able to update till Friday, sorry.

This chapter is, more calm, I guess you could say. I took a break from the dramatic life threatening moments.

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Soundtrack:

Just a bunch of sad songs. Lol, I can't right them all down, sorry.

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BPOV-

I wasn't sure how it happened. I was calm, which was even more of a surprise. I sat in the bed, staring at the white roof. The only sound I could hear was my own heart beat. Every thing was a blur. People would come into the room, but I couldn't speak, or look at them. I was frozen in place, I felt like stone. I couldn't see the faces of the people that came into the room, it was all blurry. I just saw them come over to me. Their faces were so, sad. I didn't blink, didn't speak, didn't move. I was frozen in the memories.

The pain shooting up my body, the screaming, the rain, the video camera. In my head, I was thrashing around and freaking out, but my body didn't do anything. I sat there, emotionless and dead. The only thing that I could hear was his voice, the memories and my heart rate. "Scream, damn it!" I could hear it so clearly, like he was yelling at me again. The jolting pain leaking up my leg, making my mouth open to scream, but no sound. The rain hitting my face, blinding me. The sudden pain in my back, my wrist, my legs. The memories over whelming me. I blinked.

My heart rate suddenly sped up and I found it hard to breath right. The choking, the pain cutting off my mind. It over took me, shutting my throat. His laugh, haunting me. I returned to that day, the thunder booming, his laugh, the pain striking me.

He leaned down closer to my face and snarled a little, "Scream for me Bella, scream," he demanded. I let more tears run down my face with the rain, leaning forward a little. "Scream," he screeched in my face, slicing the knife down my wrist. I screamed louder than I ever had as the pain struck up my arm and extended across my body.

I blinked again, the memories driving me into insanity. I thought I heard someone start talking, someone I knew but couldn't think of the name. Pain blistered inside of me, my eyes fluttering a little. My eyes searched the roof, and everything started to become clear. The memories bit at me, but I fought to come back to reality. One thing kept me fighting, him. I swallowed, it stung. I closed my eyes, and saw his crooked smile. The last thing I had seen before, before Jake tried to kill me.

I suddenly sat up and screamed. I felt cold hands grab my shoulders and push me back down, making me relax. I couldn't see. My eyes were stuck in the memories of him leaning over me. The camera lens, the rain, the lightning, his dark evil eyes, the gleaming of the knife. It all hit me. I opened my mouth to scream again, but nothing came out, but I coughed. My left hand grabbed right wrist and I could almost feel the warm blood. I struggled to breath normally, trying to push the thoughts out of my mind.

"Bella, it's okay, I'm here, calm down," he soothed me. I stopped screaming in seconds. My eyes fluttered, his velvet voice stopped my heart. I smiled faintly, and fell back into the bed. I let my wrist go, and closed my eyes. If Edward was by my side, I would be fine, and I knew that. I fell asleep, somehow.



EPOV-

I sat at the side of the hospital bed. Her face was pained; I knew she was dreaming of him again. She always did. That bastard had almost killed her, and I hadn't been there to save her. I held her right hand, staring at her bruised face. I didn't like seeing her like this. I didn't think it was as bad as it sounded. I knew he hit her, but I didn't think he'd leave scars that she'd have to live with for the rest of her life. He had cut her wrist open, and her thighs multiple times. It was sickening to see it. I didn't want to imagine what her thoughts were like, the memories. The video was heart cracking enough. The way she screamed, and that pleased him.

He found joy in her pain. That is truly sick and twisted. She had to know he would try to kill her sometime. I didn't understand why she didn't run when she had the chance. That day, I saw him in the store. I had confronted him about her, and he looked pretty pissed about it. When he said she was gone, I almost attempted murder right there in a little gas station. Somehow I knew she wasn't dead though, but it took forever to find them. I remembered hearing her scream. It was the most horrorific thing ever, besides the video of her pain and agony. The look in her eyes, the horror.

I glanced down at her wrist, it would scar. She would have to live with the memories forever, every time she'd look at herself in the mirror; the memories would flood in on her. I shook my head and closed my eyes, laying my head on the edge of the bed.

Alice and the others were all out in the waiting room. They were only allowing one person to see her at a time, and it crushed all of us to not stand in here all together. Renee and Phil were on a business trip and we couldn't get a hold of them, so Charlie was the only parent here. I had come at just the right time when I found he though. He was about to slit her throat when I walked up. Of course the police had taken him away, but I had to hold myself back, trying to not kill him right then and there. She had passed out by time I was there, but I had thought she was dead.

I was just glad, she was still alive. She had lost a lot of blood from her wrist, but somehow kept her heart beating. I bit my lip; her amazing face was ripped apart. He lip was cracked open, the bruises covered her face. She had woken up a few moments ago. Screaming and calling out in fear and pain. She calmed down once I spoke up, that made me feel better. I had heard that Jacob went straight to jail after they saw the video.

Eventually a nurse came in and nodded towards the clock. She smiled apologetically and I nodded, sighing and walking out into the waiting room. Charlie walked by and patted me on the shoulder. I smiled, more fake since I was lost in thought. I stood there, my hands crushed into fists as Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmet stared up at me. I shook my head and sat down. They all had concerned looks on their faces. I rested my forehead against my hand and continued shaking my head.

We all sat in silence for almost an hour. They didn't ask they would get to see soon enough, just how bad it was. We all stared at the floor, silence piercing our ears. I heard someone scream, and my head shot up. Everyone looked at me. I glanced at them all for a moment, and then stood up and ran back towards her room. The nurse caught my arm and 

started explaining that I needed to go back to the waiting room. I finally broke past her and spotted Bella curled up in a ball on her bed, crying and hitting the nurses away.

I ran over to her and she looked at me, he eyes narrowed and she jumped on me. I fell back but steadied myself. She dug her face into my chest and practically crushed me with her grasp. "Don't let me go, please," she whispered to me. I stared at her in astonishment. What was she talking about? I blinked, coming back and nodded, wrapping my arms around her. She was tense and flinching a lot, but slowly calmed down as I held her.

After a few moments of everyone in the room calming down she pulled me onto the bed and curled up next to me. I didn't dare let her go, who knows what would happen. She didn't loosen her grasp on me shirt. She glanced around in a frantic manner, the tears silently falling. I leaned down and whispered into her ear, "It's okay Bells, I'm still here," she slowly relaxed her muscles but didn't let up on her grasp. She curled closer to me when one of the nurses took a few steps closer to us.

"She seems to like having you around," I glanced at her, nodding slowly. "You should stay in here with her, until she's more calmed," she nodded at the others and they left the room, Charlie left also. We were alone for a few moments after that. She still didn't loosen her grip on my shirt. She rested her head against my chest and tried to even her breathing. I bit my lip, not sure if I should stay silent of try and talk to her. She finally loosened her hands a little; I wiped away the tears on her cheeks. She froze a little but quickly relaxed again. There was an electric vibe that seemed to run through the touch of her cheek and my finger, it surprised me. I assumed it was because I hadn't seen her in so long, let alone touched her face.

"Don't leave me," she whispered. I smiled at her, "Never," I whispered back. She cuddled closer to me. "I'm sorry," she muttered, still a low and soft whisper. "I'm sorry Bella, I should have gotten there faster," I muttered, taking a hit to my pride. I could have gotten there faster, but I had gone into a panic after hearing that she was 'gone'. She tightened her grip suddenly, "W-where is he?" she croaked. I wrapped my arms around her and held her closer, I could get used to holding her like this. "He's in jail Bella, he won't come back," she flinched, and her right hand twitched a little. I glanced at it; it was the hand with the scar. I closed my eyes for a brief moment, calming myself.

"Edward," she asked. I rested my cheek on the top of her head, "Thank you," she muttered. I nodded, "I'm just glad your okay Bella," she didn't respond. I rubbed my thumb on her hand; she seemed to calm down a little more. "When can I go home?" she piped up eventually. "As soon as you want. You've been out for about a week," I muttered, ignoring the anger that spiked. The hospital wouldn't let us come in and see her until today. "Oh," she muttered. "Renee and Phil are still out of town, but you probably have a key, right?" I asked. She shook her head. "I have a key, but I don't live in Phoenix, I live in Forks," I smiled, holding her closer. "Okay then," I said smiling. There was silence for a few moments, a nurse popped in to check on us which caused Bella to tense up again. After she left she calmed down. I didn't want to know why everyone but me caused her to be afraid, I was just thankful that I didn't have the same effect.



"Did you see, the video," she whispered to me after a few minutes. I stared down at her. I wasn't sure what answer to give, afraid to upset her. "Y-yes," she was silent from the on. We just sat there. I didn't distance myself from her at all knowing it would upset her. Like I wanted to anyways. I continued to trace little figures on her hand, she giggled a little at times. I felt my stomach sink when one of the doctors came into the room.

"How are you doing Isabella?" he asked without looking at her, he was glancing through some of the papers he held. "Better, now," she threw me a smile. I smiled my crooked smile. She didn't let go of me, but she sat up so the doctor could check her. She grabbed my hand as she sat up, squeezing it tightly. I could see her tense up as he touched her throat, her arms, her legs. The concern boiled over and I bit my lip to keep from speaking up. Finally, he finished and she quickly curled back up next to me, holding me more tightly than before. Her hands were shaking, and her eyes were watery.

"When do you want to go home?" he raised his eyes to hers, I intertwined my fingers with hers and squeezed, reminding her that I was there. She didn't tense up, thank god. "Today, if I can," she asked. He nodded and left the room. She let out her breathe and rested her head against my shoulder. "That was horrible," she croaked. I felt her relax some more as I squeezed her hand again. "I'm sorry," I whispered. She didn't say anything else.

After a while the doctor and a nurse came back in with smiles on there faces. "Well Isabella, you can go home now if you'd like," her eyes caught mine, pleading, as they helped her off the bed and away from me. She didn't let my hand go though so I smiled reassuringly and slid off the bed, standing at her side. She held my hand the entire time while they pulled the IV's out and bandaged her wounds. After they were finished checking her and helping her she attached herself to my arm and we walked out of the little white room towards the front desk. The others were no where in sight. The doctor met us at the desk and checked her out.

"If anything happens, come straight back," she nodded, and he smiled. "I hope we don't see you soon, Isabella," he shook her hand and we walked towards the front door. She clung to me like life support. I tucked my jacket around her, not because it was cold, but because I thought it might help a little. She smiled as we made our way to the car. Alice was standing by the driver's side, she smiled faintly. The others were in the car. Bella tensed a little, but just faintly.

"Hey, Emmet and Jasper took Charlie with them to the airport, we're meeting them there," I nodded. They obviously were informed of the male limit around Bella. She smiled, Bella let me go to hug her, but I kept my hand on her lower back, just in case. After the quick hug she returned to my side and held on to my arm as we climbed into the back of the car. Rosalie smiled at her from the passenger seat. Bella leaned forward and hugged her.

"I'm glad your okay," Rosalie smiled. Bella nodded as Alice started the car. As soon as we were driving, and Alice and Rosalie were chatting Bella leaned against me and closed her eyes. I felt the happiness spike inside of me. I did love her; I just needed to tell her. I needed her by my side. I needed her voice, her smile, her touch, her. I would wait to tell 

her though, when all of this passed by. She smiled as one of her favorite songs came on the radio. I was surprised I remembered that it was one of her favorites.

She eventually fell asleep and Alice shot me a smirk through the rear view mirror. "Looks like there's love in the air," she giggled. I smiled, "Maybe for me, but I'm not sure about her," I glanced at her, her head was on my lap and her hands clung to mine. I smiled again. "Please, it's so obvious she's fallen for you," Rosalie turned around and smiled down at her. "She's only comfortable around you after what happened. She's clinging to you like you're her life, you seriously don't see it?" Rosalie raised an eye brow at me and Alice giggled. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I smiled at Bella again.

After about an hour long drive we arrived at the airport and I started to climb out of the car, but was caught by the arm by Bella who had quickly woken up and clung back to my arm and smiled. I smiled my crooked smile, "Like I have any reason to leave you," I whispered into her ear as she hopped out of the car. She giggled, "Just a little shaky, sorry," she muttered. I rolled my eyes as we walked up to the front door. I paused and glanced at her, there were more people inside. She took in a deep breathe and nodded. I opened the door and led her inside. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer as a few teenage guys walked past. She didn't tense up this time; I let out my breath in thankfulness.

We met up with Charlie, Emmet, and Jasper. They al smiled at Bella, but didn't go near her. She returned the smiles, but still clung to me. "We got the earliest flight possible," Charlie informed us. I nodded and Bella yawned. "We have about twenty minutes before boarding," The others sighed and sat down, Bella shot me a glance. "I'm hungry," she whispered. I nodded and glanced at Jasper. He smiled and nodded. I rolled my eyes and led Bella towards the food area they had. I ordered her some pizza and a drink, and then we sat down at one of the tables.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her as she took a bit of her pizza. "I'm, okay. It's better with you around," she whispered the last part. I wasn't sure if I was meant to hear it. "And how is that?" I asked, the curiosity overwhelming me. She smiled at me, "I'm not really sure. But when I'm around you, the memories don't come back. But when your not around me, when other people get close to me, the memories just, flood in on me," she took another bite of her pizza. "More male than female, though," I asked, she nodded. "It's weird, I hope, I'm not like, annoying you," she sounded almost afraid to hear the answer. "No, not at all. In fact," I paused, now really wasn't the time to tell her. She raised an eye brow, "What," I shook my head. "I'll tell you later," I smiled at her. "Promise?" she asked. I nodded, "Promise," I whispered.

After she was finished eating we walked back to the waiting area. Everyone was getting their things together and stretching. She held my hand and stood next to me. I smiled at her and winked. She smiled back at me. We got on the plane and she shared the seat next to me. She pushed up the arm rest and leaned against me. I couldn't help but smile, she was too cute. The plane ride went more quickly than I had thought. They played a movie, and came by with the drinks, but everything seemed faster than the first time.



When we got off the plane and started heading out Bella again clung to my arm as we entered the crowded waiting area. She flinched a little, and then more and more. She started to cough, and her hand cupped across her throat. I wrapped my arm around her and held her close, sitting her down on one of the seats. She glanced around and started gagging. I could tell her mind was somewhere else, she wasn't in that airport anymore; she was stuck in one of the memories. She shook her head, her mouth opened in a gasp and she touched her throat. I held her knees, "Bella, Bella, it's okay," she started coughing again.

She wasn't breathing; she struggled to get the air to her lungs. I cussed under my breath. She flinched away from me, her eyes fluttering as she glanced around. She gagged a little. Jasper hit my shoulder and I glanced at him. "She's, I don't know what to, I-I," suddenly she was up running. I jumped up and darted after her. She ran through the people and towards the door. Just as she tripped I caught her waist and held her close to me, but dragged her outside away from all the people. She shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her hand touched her thigh, I glanced down. Her hand twitched and she tried to stop the imaginary blood. I closed my eyes and bit my lip. If I thought that seeing her half dead at the hospital was bad, this was pure torture.

I cupped her cheeks in my hands, "Bella, Bella, wake up," I whispered to her. She coughed some more, and her eyes narrowed on mine. She stared at me with silent tears running down her cheeks. "It's okay Bella, I'm here. It's okay," she twitched a little more, but closed her mouth and steadied her uneven breathing. She blinked a few times, and then started sobbing. She wrapped her arms around my waist and slammed her face into my chest, letting the tears fall. I held her close and hummed to her. She twitched a little in my arms, the memories probably biting at her. "It's all over Bella, it's okay, I'm here," I whispered through her hair. She held to me, like I was the only thing keeping her alive. "D-don't let me g-go," she cried. I squeezed her closer. "Never," I answered quickly.

Alice ran out of the front door and stopped, staring at us. She let out her breathe and ran over to us, stopping a few feet from us since Bella started to cry harder. "Is she, okay?" she glanced at me. I nodded. Rosalie and the others soon ran out to see us too. I didn't dare let her go; it killed me just to see her freak out like that. I let out a shaky breathe, hoping she was okay. I closed my eyes and rested my head on hers. The others just stood there, still astonished. Eventually she stopped crying, and I unwillingly pulled back from her. She didn't look at me, but tried to calm herself down. I carefully led her along the street towards the Volvo.

Rosalie drove the Volvo while I sat in the back with her, she cuddled close to me. Alice had come to the airport long before what happened and gotten my Volvo since I had been in Phoenix for a few months, still trying to find Bella. After a few minutes I could tell she was asleep again. I smiled. Rosalie spoke up, breaking the silence. "It must be horrid having to watch her like that. The way she twitches and flinches," I glanced at her. "It's bad enough watching it when your not madly in love with her," she smiled. I didn't smile, I didn't respond, I just stared out the window as the darkness flew by us. The rain started up, and then the thunder and lightning. Bella started to panic in her sleep whenever the thunder 

boomed. I remembered the rain and thunder that night when I found her. Every little thing would bring back memories.

We finally arrived at Charlie's house, I led her inside. She seemed a little scared; she was probably guessing that I would leave. I led her upstairs to her old bedroom and tucked her into the bed. Alice brought her suitcase, and what she had left from Phoenix, up behind us. She set it in the corner of the room and left quickly. I tucked her into the bed, smiling at her as her eyes grew moist and pleading. "Your leaving, aren't you," she begged. I nodded slowly. "Charlie wouldn't be very happy if I stayed up here with you all night," she sniffled a little. "Please don't go," she pleaded. I brushed a strand of hair off her face, which was still bruised and scratched. "Just call me and I'll be here in seconds," I whispered.

She shook her head. "No, please," she blinked and her eyes shot back and forth between mine. I bit my lip, not sure what to do. "I'll ask Charlie if I can stay," I gave in. Charlie had made it clear, he didn't like me. She relaxed and nodded. "You better come back, and say good night," she demanded. I smiled my crooked smile. "I'd never fall asleep if I didn't," I joked as I walked towards the door. I smiled again and headed down the stairs. Charlie glanced at me, he looked a little annoyed. "She, she wants me to stay the night," I muttered. He looked astonished. Had he missed everything that just happened?

"I, guess you can stay," he muttered and headed into the kitchen. I thanked him and said goodbye to the others. After I ate a quick diner, silent except the occasional glare, I ran upstairs to Bella. She stared at me, "Took long enough," she muttered. I smiled at her comment. "Charlie doesn't like me, sorry," I joked. She rolled her eyes and patted behind her. I laughed and climbed behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"I'm sorry, about earlier," she spoke up. I waited, trying to think of the right thing to say. "It's fine, you can't really help it," I took in a breathe of her hair, even after what she'd been threw, she smelled better than heaven. "Still, it's so, painful," I cringed a little, but was still absorbed in her scent. "The memories just flood in, and then it's like I'm not even here. It's like everything that holds me in place just, vanishes and I'm pulled into the memories," she tried to explain. I just sat and listened, "You're the only thing holding me in place now, Edward. Without you, I'd probably go insane," My eyes shot open. Did I just hear what I thought I heard? I tightened my grip, "Dido," I whispered. She giggled, and I smiled.

She twisted around and faced me, smiling. I raised an eye brow. She shook her head and wrapped her arms around my waist, hiding her face in my chest. I simply smiled, the happiness setting in. I needed to tell her, and now seemed like an okay time, right?

"Bella, can I tell you something, something important," I asked with a shaky breathe. She nodded. The moonlight beat against the floor from her window, the rain still falling. "Promise you won't hate me no matter how bad it is?" I asked. She pulled back and had a pout like look on her face. "Just tell me Edward," I smiled my crooked smile, trying to look like I wasn't nervous at all. She had a curious look in her eyes, but her face said she was almost scared. "I'm kind of, just a little, in love with you," I whispered. Her eyes went wide and she smiled. "Just a little?" she raised an eye brow. I laughed but she continued, 

"You have a ways to catch up with me then," she laughed and suddenly locked her lips to mine.

It took a moment to respond, but I did. She held my face with both hands and did most of the work. I had one hand on her hip and the other wrapped around her back. I was surprised that she did most of the work, since normally the guy went crazy. She tangled her hand in my hair, laughing a little. The moment seemed to never end, it just kept going. She giggled when I tickled her stomach, but she soon locked her lips to mine again. I smiled, it was almost funny. She pulled herself closer to me and laughed again.

Eventually she broke the kiss and cuddled closer to me. I smiled, taking in the scent of her hair again. "Love you Bells," she wrapped her arms around me, "Love you more Edward," she whispered, and then we fell asleep.

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