NOTE: This chapter was posted several days ago, but for some reason isn't showing up correctly. So if you've already read this one, the next chapter will be out soon. If not, sorry for the technical errors!

Thanks for your patience with this chapter…I know last chapter was rough. It will get better from here on, I promise. The HEA will come into effect and everything will eventually be good and everyone will eventually be happy.

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BPOV

I kept still for what felt like an eternity, even after they all left. Jane was still beside me, and she had started crying. I silently cried and just laid there on the bed, staring up at the ceiling and wondering if this was some kind of horrible karma. Jane just kept on crying, and then she reached over to me.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know they would-…I couldn't stop them…." Jane's voice broke off and just continued to cry, gripping my hand in hers. I looked over at her, fighting the urge to throw up as I moved. She was usually so made up and perfect looking, but now there was makeup running down Jane's face, and bruises. She usually looked tough and strong and superior, but now she looked like a terrified little girl.

"I know." I managed, and then quickly looked away from her. "We…we need to go to the hospital." I managed to croak out.

"No!" Jane cried. "I don't want anyone to see me like this, I don't want anyone to know-"

"They'll contact the police for us." I interrupted her, squeezing her hand as more tears ran down both our faces. "Jane, they raped us. They…they did this against our wills and they can't get away with it." I blubbered, losing all of my control. "This isn't how it's supposed to be…" Jane continued sobbing loudly, and I slowly slid out of the bed, trying to find the clothes that had been violently ripped off of me. More sobs ripped through my body as I shakily got dressed, fumbling around the room for my purse.

Luckily, nothing had been taken from it. My money and cell phone were still there, but so much more had just been stolen from me. My hands shook as I picked up my cell phone, but then I put it down, not knowing who I should call. I stumbled back over to Jane, shaking her shoulder gently. "Jane. Jane, I need your car keys." I managed to say, but my voice sounded hollow and far away. And I suddenly I felt numb and cold at the same time, and then I just felt nothing.

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When I opened my eyes again, I was alone in a hospital room. I kept still, feeling the soreness in my body and not wanting to aggravate it. Blinking several times and looking around, I saw a call button for the nurse on the side of my bed, and I jabbed it repeatedly with my thumb. I was panicking now, not knowing what had happened to me. I remembered what had happened in the bedroom at the party, but not afterwards. I didn't know where Jane was, I didn't know where my mom was, and I had no idea what was going on.

A few seconds later a nurse bustled into the room, accompanied by a tall, blonde doctor and a uniformed police officer. I started breathing heavily, and the nurse busied herself by administering some kind of medicine to me through the IV.

"Miss Swan, if you wouldn't mind, I have some questions I need to ask you." The police officer said kindly. "If it would make you more comfortable, your doctor can stay with you."

I glanced up towards the blonde doctor, who smiled gently at me, and then I nodded at the police officer. "Okay." I croaked.

He cleared his throat as he and the doctor sat in the plastic chairs by the foot of my hospital bed. "Doctor, maybe you should explain…"

The doctor nodded, and then turned towards me. "Miss Swan, you were brought into the hospital last night after you went into shock at a party. You apparently took a nasty fall and hit your head when you passed out. There's a contusion on the back of your head. But when you were given an exam in the ER, I noticed some…anomalies."

"Can you tell us what happened, Miss Swan?" The officer asked.

I nodded, biting my lip as more tears flooded to my eyes. "Wait, where's my mom?" I asked suddenly, remembering her.

"She's just out in the waiting room." The doctor said quickly. "Would you like me to go and get her?"

"Yes, please." I whispered, and the doctor quickly left the room. The police officer and I both remained silent, both of us looking away awkwardly. The doctor reappeared, and my mom darted into the room. She hurried to my side and kissed me, tears in her eyes as she looked me over.

After my mom tearfully looked me over and asked me how I was a million times, the officer cleared his throat, and my mom stepped back and sat down on the edge of my bed.

"Alright, Miss Swan. Can you tell me what happened last night?" The officer repeated kindly.

I took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling instead of the three people gathered around me in the room. "Jane…Jane and I went to a party. We split up when we got there…I walked around for a little while and I never saw Jane, so I got worried. I went looking for her and there was this guy…" I shuddered and took a deep breath, trying not to completely lose it. "He said he knew where Jane was and before I could stop him he pulled me into the bedroom and-" I started crying uncontrollably then, my body practically convulsing as I sobbed. The doctor quickly got up and exited the room, returning almost immediately with a sedative. I didn't even flinch as he gave me the shot, but I immediately felt the effects as my tense body started to loosen up.

"Just calm down." He said softly, looking up at the machine that was keeping track of my heart rate. Just then, his cell phone started ringing. He glanced at it quickly, and I saw his face soften slightly. "If you would excuse me." He said, hastily standing up. "I'll be back when you're done to explain the extent of your injuries to you."

I nodded even though he couldn't see me, and I was thankful for the sedative the doctor had given me. It was already calming me down.

"Can you continue?" The officer asked, and I nodded again after a slight hesitation.

"The guy…he took me into the bedroom and closed the door. There were four other men in there, and Jane…she, uh, she was already on the bed. I knew what was happening but there was nothing I could do. I tried to get away but he was stronger than me…I just started crying and I didn't stop until it was over."

The officer nodded, looking at me sympathetically. "I'm going to need some more details, Miss Swan. What exactly did the five men do to you and your friend?" He asked, and I tensed up.

"It was dark, I couldn't see who, but…one of them, um, forced himself onto me…and then when he finished, another one did the same thing while the guy that brought me in there…um, while he made me…perform…oral sex on him." I managed to get out, and my mom started crying, reaching over and touching my tender, bruised cheek. "The other two were with Jane, I don't know what happened to her exactly."

"And how long do you think the whole thing took?" The officer asked, looking up at me with obvious pity in his eyes.

"Uh…I don't know. It felt like it lasted a lifetime but it was probably only a little over twenty minutes…somewhere around there." I whispered.

The officer nodded, looking down at the notes he had just taken. "We've been questioning people who were at the party, but because there was underage drinking involved, no one wants to fess up to anything. But I promise to do my best to find these guys and get them convicted for what they did to you and your friend."

"Thank you." I said softly.

"If you need to talk to anyone, or you remember something else, here's my card." He added as he stood up. My mom took it from him and glanced at it, nodding and thanking him as well. When he left the room, my mom turned to me again, taking my face in her hands.

"Oh, Bella…what were you thinking, going to that party?" She asked softly, carefully stroking my cheeks with her thumbs. I started crying again, thinking she was mad at me. "Honey, it's not your fault. You didn't know that was going to happen…I was so worried about you." My mom whispered, wiping my tears away with the pad of her thumb. "Are you okay? Do you need to talk to someone? Dr. Cullen said they have therapists here who-"

At the mention of the name Dr. Cullen, I froze. Not again. First, I had met Edward's mother at the bookstore, and now his father was my doctor? This was a sick twist of fate.

"Dr. Cullen…the blonde one?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

My mom nodded, furrowing her eyebrows. "Yes, he's been very helpful." She said softly. "He's the one who realized that something serious had happened to you."

I didn't say anything, and then the door opened and Dr. Cullen walked in, clipboard in hand. "Well, Miss Swan, are you feeling any better?" He asked, flipping through my chart and taking a glance at my heart rate. I nodded, and he wrote something down on my chart. "Don't forget, it's recommended that you talk to a specialist about this-"

"I'm fine." I said, trying to sound stronger than I felt. "I…I understand what's going on, and what happened. I'll be okay." My mom and Dr. Cullen both frowned a little, but neither of them commented on my decision.

"Alright, then, let's talk about your injuries. If this gets to be too much, just let me know and we can stop." Dr. Cullen said. I nodded once more, not trusting myself to speak because if I did, my voice would betray my emotions. "You were brought into the ER after a call to 911 saying that you had fainted, probably due to shock." He began, looking me in the eye. He looked so much like Edward, but not in an obvious way.

It was in the curl of his lips when he spoke, the sharp angle of his jaw, the way his eyes were light in the middle and almost black along the outside of the iris.

"I examined you and found a contusion on the back of your head, which is probably still a little tender, so be careful. You had a moderate concussion, so we kept you for a little while for observation." He explained. "Do you remember any of this?" I shook my head, and Dr. Cullen continued. "I noticed bruising on your face which were not relevant to your fall…and dried tears. After a more extensive exam, my colleague and I found more bruising and signs of abuse and distress…your friend, Miss Volturi came into the ER for her own wounds to be treated, and then told her doctor what had happened, which is when the police were brought into this."

"Okay." I croaked out, fisting my hands in the sheets.

"Miss Swan, I know this may not be what to want to hear, and you may not think it's true, but you're lucky. Many victims like you are severally beaten or even killed after their attacks."

My mom burst into tears yet again, but I remained silent. I didn't want to have to cry anymore.

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