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Chapter 13

Edwards POV

(Before Charlie shows up.)

I had fought him off as well as I could, and as he grabbed Bella by the shirt and she slammed into the ground, my eyes glowed black. I fought all I could.

But then I ran.

I ran like a fuckin' pussy as she struggled to fight him off. I tripped my way up the stairs, tears streaming down my dirty face, running into my mouth. I slammed through my parents room, and ran to my mothers closet.

He had killed her.

I yelled out in rage as I dug through her closet, pulling one of her evening dresses off the hanger. I gripped it tightly in my blooded hands, and stumbled my way to the bed. I pulled the lilac colored dress to my nose, and breathed in deeply. It smelled like her; soft vanilla and rain. I let out chocked cry at the memory of her. It was so faint, but I remembered her beautiful smile, and eyes. I curled my legs closer to me, and rocked lightly - trying to sooth myself. To relax myself, but it wouldn't work. A loud scream echoed through the house.

"How many times do I have to tell you! I'm not Elizabeth!" Bella's hoarse voice yelled out before everything went quiet. My eyes widened, as I quiet my breathing to listen for anything. Just then a blood curdling scream ripped through the walls, "I'm a killer!" She screams out. I gasp and sit up a bit.

He was dead?

That monster?

My father…was dead?

"Edward!" she calls to me. I didn't answer. I let out a soft sob, but stopped when I heard the door creak. My eyes shot up to meet Bella's, then they run over her body. My heart stops at the sight in front of me. The large white shirt she wore was stained with red, along with her hands, face, and legs.

"Edward?" She whisperers. I sat up unsteadily from the bed, and looked at the wall. I breathed in deeply, trying to fight the tears that threatened to escape me.

Your such a pussy, boy! Sirs voice yelled to me. I flinched a bit when I felt, someone approach me. I opened my eyes preparing to be met with his cold eyes, but wasn't. Bella was knelt down in front of me, between my open legs. Her eyes met mine, they soon welded up with tears as she let out a loud sob.

'I'm sorry…' she mumbled out.

I shook my head, and ran my hands through her blooded hair, trying to sooth her. She leans into me, still repeatedly saying she was sorry. I let out a sob, and knelt down in front of her, mirroring her. I bring my finger underneath her chin, lifting it up so our eyes met.

"Don't be sorry." I said to her, frustrated that she was apologizing for something I hadn't had the guts to do. Her eyes grew bigger, as she began to sob harder. I pulled her closer to me, our bodies flesh up against each other. I held her for a few minutes, with her head on my shoulder. She finally pulls away wiping her red puffy eyes, and sniffling. I'm sure I looked and sounded the same.

"What do we do now?" she mumbled out lightly, wiping her eyes. I closed my eyes; thinking.

I finally remembered what we needed to find. "We find the keys…" I said, getting up, and started for the door. Bella was up quickly, and at my side, supporting me.

"Do you think the keys are on him?"

I went to nod, when there was a loud thud downstairs - I flinched, as an involuntary response. Bella was tucked into my side, hastily, clinging on to me. My breathing stopped.

He couldn't be a live, I though to myself, as I listened for anything else.

"BELLA!" a mans voice yelled out to my angel. I glanced at her, her eyes wide, with tears welling up in them. She started to pull towards the door, but I pulled the opposite way.

It might be him!

"C'mon Edward, it's my dad. He's here to save us!" she said happily, as she still tried to tug me towards the door. My eyes met hers, seeing - looking even, if she actually thought it was her dad. Her eyes held hope, and happiness; and I knew I could trust that it was. So I nod, and finally let her pull me towards the hall, towards the voice. Her dads voice.

"Bella, C'mon baby girl are you here?" He call out again, the sirens outside, making my already hurting head ache worse. I went to grab at my head, when Bella's hand sought mine, and laced her fingers with mine. We both walked to the top of the stairs, until Bella stopped and gazed down. I followed her eyes, to a man - their resemblance quite striking.

"Daddy?" She said through strangled tears. His brown eyes shot up to us, and he let out a sob. He rushed up the stairs quickly, scooping her up into a big hug. I stumbled back, further into the hallway.

Was he hurting her! I thought panicky as I watched with worried as eyes, as they clung to each other.

"Oh Bells, I was so worried." He cried out. I realized, not all fathers were like mine, and calmed a bit. I watched as he cried into her shirt, she doing the same. I felt I was interrupting, so my eyes glanced down, suddenly finding interest in my feet. A few seconds later, Bella's throat was cleared, making my eyes shoot up to hers.

"Edward. This is my dad…" She said in a whisper. I made no move, my eyes not leaving him, my body absolutely still. Bella sighs softly.

"It's okay. No-one will hurt you, or me ever again." She said softly, lacing her hand in mine once more. She squeezed my hand reassuringly, and I did the same in return - telling her, I was okay. The man just watched are exchange, with wide eyes. He then looks down, clearing his throat.

"Alright, guys. We need to get you cleaned up, and checked." He said, his tone not rude, or aggressive. Just authoritative. Bella nodded, and tugged at my hand pulling me forward. She follows her dad, and I follow her.

I'd follow her anywhere.

A/N : Sorry it took so long. And I know its not much. Hope I didn't lose you guys. Thanks for reading, and please review. I know this basically was a catch-up chapter, a little fill in of Edwards POV, I guess you could say…but this needed to happen..

- Sammy (: