BPOV

I don't know what happened, but what I do know is that I shouldn't have done it. As I exited the Volvo, I heard him sigh profoundly. Why had he done it? Did he want to bring our non-existent relationship to the next level?

But something he said stayed in my mind. His dad was a doctor. That would help. He wasn't home nights, I think, since he didn't sleep, so I could go see his father and ask for his help. Maybe he wasn't a fucking asshole like the other doctors in this town.

With that little hope, I made my day, even if a headache was eating me. Even if the bruises were hurting like hell. Even if I thought my arm was broken. Because tonight, maybe I would have an ally.

…

As the darkness invade my house, and the night sang its melody, I escaped my dungeon. I had to be extra quiet, to not awake Phil or any of my persecutors, as I call them. I made my way in the night, not seeing clearly where I went.

Finally, I was in front of a beautiful house. The grass was unkempt, and the vegetation seemed to reign over everything, but the house still had something comforting in it. A light was on, so I made my way to the door.

I knocked three times, when a man opened to me. He was in some jogging, and didn't have a shirt on. His hair were all over the place, just like his son's. He reeked alcohol, and his eyes held all the sadness of the world.

"Who the fuck are you?", he said in a raspy voice.

"Uh, hi! Mmh, I heard you were a doctor, and I just wanted you to look at one of my injury…". Wow, I hadn't thought about his reacion.

"Go to the fucking hospital!" And as he closed the door, I had to say it.

"I don't trust them."

He looked at me with wide skeptical eyes, and let me enter.

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EPOV

Bella seemed much better when I saw her at lunch, today, she had a homemade cast, and her eyes were alight with something new. Hope? I don't know, but it made me fucking happy. I approach her silently.

"What about we go to my car again?". It was a bit blunt from me, but I swear my happiness was getting the best of me, even if the sleep deprevation was eating me alive. I had tried to sleep in all my class this morning, but no teacher let me sleep for more than 5 minutes straight.

She nodded, and followed me again to my car. I still opened the door for her, and she slid in my car with grace.

Once I was in, I fucking let my head fall back and I closed my eyes. I wouldn't sleep, but just a little 5 seconds would do me good.

"Sleep Edward, your turn." And she smiled, and I was in Lala land.

I felt something soft caress my face, and a foreign voice call to me. I wouldn't let myself open my eyes, because the feeling of it was much too comforting. It was so good, so delicate.

"Edward…", a soft whisper.

A laugh came, too.

"I know you're awake now, open your eyes!", still laughing, and I opened my eyes like the voice commanded.

Bella's face was near mine, and she looked at me with an amused expression. Her beautiful smile was there, and it didn't seemed to hide any pain. I just stayed there, gazing into her eyes. She was so beautiful, like no woman ever could.

"How did you get your cast?", and just as I said it, I regretted it. Because her eyes were looking everywhere but at me, and she was fucking uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I didn't meant to pry it's just that…" I trailed off.

"S'okay. I asked someone to help me."

She obviously didn't want to tell me. Okay, I could live with that.

"I'll take a smoke, and we can to in class after."

She nodded, and we exited the car. And while I smoke, and that calm and relief entered me, she watched. Her eyes would go from my fingers, to my mouth, and she would bit her bottom lip, and it would drive me crazy. What was she thinking about?

I quickly finished it, because I couldn't stand her stares, and we went to school. Unlike yesterday, we entered school together, and separated with a wide smile. It didn't go unnoticed. People began to talk. I didn't care. I had had some sleep, and had been awoken by an angel. What could I ask more?

Next day was better for me, because my boss had let me go early. I had slept a good 4 hours, and felt better than I had for the last month. Bella surely had something to do with that. Anyway.

Lunch came quickly, and I went to her, like the past two days. Maybe it would be our next routine. That thought made me smile, I wouldn't be opposed to it, really.

When she saw me, she followed me, but the fucking smile that hide her hurt was back again, and it made me furious. What was the fucking problem, today? Couldn't we pass two days of peace? There wasn't any new bruises, well that I could see, and she didn't seem in a lot of pain. What was going on?

"So, what about your day?", I tried to say casually, once we were in my car.

"Nothing important…", she was still hiding.

And I stayed silence, because it infuriated me. I wanted to know what she was thinking, what was going on.

"You know gossip goes quite rapidly…"she trailed off mysteriously.

"Yeah…", what the fuck is she talking about?

"It's just that some people saw us, and everybody seems to talk about it today. No big deal." There was more, I knew there was, but I didn't really know what.

And so, the routine continue, for 3 days, without any incidents. Three fucking days, and fate was coming back on us. We couldn't be happy and carefree, could we?

When we exited my car, this time, and entered school, people whispered a lot.

"How much did you pay for him to sleep with you?"

Bella blanked.

"What?", it was a bare whisper coming from her lips.

"Are you mentally challenged or what? I said, how much did you pay?"

My anger fucking boiled, than exploded. I hit the guy straight in the face. How did he dare say that? Fuck people they were all fucking animals waiting for someone weaker to bring down. And fuck, it wouldn't be Bella anymore.

After three punches, I heard it. The screams of Bella. She fucking screamed at me to stop because I was hitting this motherfucker. When I turned to her, I understand. The violence, the hits, the bruises, it wasn't new to her. She was fucking reliving what awaited her at home. And I felt like shit, because I was making my Bella feel bad.

"Fuck Bella, I'm sorry, don't cry!", and I took her in my arms, in front of everybody. And everybody fucking just gasped. Wasn't I suppose to have no feelings? Wasn't she just another freak? Nobody understood. They could never phatom what we had.

And just when Bella calmed down, I saw her step sister. Jealousy was flaming into her eyes, because she had always tried to sleep with me, and had never obtained what she wanted. She was just a fucking bitch, no way I was going that low for a fuck. And, might I had, I had quite brought her done, insulting her and saying she was just shit in front of anyone. In my defense? It really was a bad day.

And just before turning away, she smirked. She fucking smirked, because she knew how to make Bella and I pay back.

Phil.