Hey everyone! Here is Chapter 3 for you.

I want to thank everybody for all the reviews I got for chapters 1 and 2. Lets try and keep that up with this chapter. I know that it's been a little while since I updated, sorry. I got side tracked with other stuff. I'll try to update more frequently.

Remember- This story is rated M for a reason.

Ok, now this chapter is in Bella's POV and then in Edward's (yay!). In this chap, it explains why Edward went off on Alice in the last chapter.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT. If I did, I would share with everyone! Except for Jasper…. I'd fight you for him.

BPOV

Carlisle had just finished the examination, and was in the middle of fitting my wrist for a brace. Apparently, when Jake grabbed my wrists, he had cracked a bone in my right wrist. But of course there was no way I was telling them that's how I got it.

Carlisle, against all my wishing and hoping him not to, figured out that I was raped. He had to look for damage down there once he was looking at my legs for any injuries and saw all the bruises and the blood smeared between my thighs.

That hadn't gone over well. The second he tried to touch me past my knee, I flipped out. It took Alice nearly a half an hour to get me to calm down and stop crying so much. Finally, with promises from Carlisle that he would be very careful and Alice hugging her tiny arms around me whispering that it would be ok, I let him look at me down there.

He said that nothing was severely damaged down there, but I would be in pain for a few more days. Carlisle said that I would need to take it easy and lay bed for a few days or else the bleeding would start again. He was going to give me some pain pills, as well as the morning after pill- just in case.

He also had to bandage my ribs, because five were bruised and two were cracked. I guess I was lucky that they hadn't been broken. After he had finish that, he had to put three stitches in the cut under my eye. Fortunately, he numbed my cheek before he started so I couldn't feel anything.

So here we are now, Carlisle finishing up with the brace on my wrist, Alice still hugging me because even though I let Carlisle continue, I had cried silent tears the entire time.

"Well, here are the pain pills, take one whenever you need to. I'll come back tomorrow to re-bandage your ribs." Carlisle told me kindly, like he actually cared about me. He seemed to hesitate for a moment and spoke quietly.

"Will you please tell us who did this to you?" He pleaded. There was no way I could tell anyone that. I hadn't even told anyone my name. What was I supposed to say? 'These two guys that killed my father in our kitchen, raped me in my own bedroom. Oh and by the way- they work for your son.' It just wasn't a good thing to say. Plus, I don't think I could take the humiliation of saying it out loud to the only two people- besides Jasper- that had been nice to me since I got here.

So I did the only thing I could do; I shook my head at Carlisle and laid my throbbing head on Alice's shoulder. He sighed, and for a moment I felt bad about not saying anything, because he looked so defeated, he looked what was probably his real age.

"Ok, that's alright. Alice, call me if she needs anything else." He said as he started to walk out the door. Then he paused and turned back. "Oh, and make sure that Edward is calm before you let him near her. I'm sure she's already been through enough without him adding on to it." He stated to Alice. I didn't understand why Carlisle was so adamant about keeping Edward away from me, but I didn't mind at all.

Anything or anyone that kept that beautiful yet deadly man away from me was just fine with me. I wasn't about to complain.

"I know dad, I wasn't planning on letting him anywhere near her soon anyway." Alice said as she hugged me tighter to her almost like it was something she did unconsciously.

He nodded and left the room without another word. Alice sat next to me on the bed and held me for a few more minutes. I had only known her for a few hours, but already I felt like I could trust her more than I had trusted anyone else in my life. She had saved me from Edward, calmed me down multiple times, brought me to her own bedroom and called her father, who lives god knows how far away, to come and fix my injuries, soothed and held me as I cried for half an hour about being raped, and she was still holding me silently, not pressuring me to speak. And she didn't even know my name.

I felt the need to tell her in the very least my name. Not only because of all those things, but because Alice had become almost like a security blanket. I clung to her for dear life, knowing she would be the one person here to never hurt me.

I pulled away from her gently and she let me, dropping her arms. I looked into her eyes and saw that they were watery. She had been crying with me. This only gave me more motivation to speak to her.

I opened my mouth and tried to say my name, but like every other time, nothing came out.

"What is it? Do you want another pain pill? Do you want me to leave? Are you tired?" She fired off the questions so quickly, that even if I could talk, I wouldn't have gotten all the answers out. I shook my head at her and tried to speak again.

"B-bella" I whispered to her. I was surprised at myself that I got my name out. Alices' eyes widened.

"Bella? Is that your name?" She asked excitedly. I smiled at her and nodded my head.

"Oh, Bella….that's a very pretty name." She mused. I blushed a little and looked down at her comment.

"Bella, you know you don't have to tell me if you don't want but…. do you want to talk about what happened to you?" She asked nervously. I looked down at my hands and thought about her question. I knew I trusted Alice, but I didn't think I was ready to tell her everything quite yet.

I looked up at her through my eyelashes and shook my head slowly.

Alice squeezed my hand and smiled lightly. "It's ok Bella, you don't have to tell me. But, if you want to talk to me about anything, you can always come to me." I nodded my head in agreement.

"Ok, my dad said that you should rest, so that's exactly what you're going to do. Take another pain pill and go to sleep for a little while." She instructed me as she gracefully sprang up from the bed.

I listened to her because I really was tired, and swallowed a pill with some water and laid back in the bed.

"I'm going to leave for a little while, but you'll be ok here." I started to panic and sat back up. I instantly regretted it because my ribs were screaming at me, but I tried to ignore them. Alice couldn't leave me here alone with these horrible people. She saw my panic and rushed back to the side of the bed.

"It's ok Bella, Jasper will be here with you. I'll only be gone for a couple hours, and you'll be sleeping so you won't even know I'm gone. I need to buy some new clothes for you. Mine won't fit you right." She explained. I was still reluctant, but she did say that Jasper would be here, that made me feel a little better.

I took a deep breath and laid back down, my ribs killing me the entire time. I hope those damn pain pills will kick in soon.

"Remember, if you need anything, Jasper is here for you." She reminded me as she opened the door. "I'll be back as soon as possible, but I'm afraid that shopping is something that just can't be rushed. I'll see you in a little while Bella" Alice said before she shut the door behind her.

By now the pills were working and they were making me extra sleepy, so I just closed my eyes and drifted off to a nightmare.

EPOV-

Damn, I knew I shouldn't have trusted those two idiots, James and Jake, with an important job. I send them off on a job to kill old Chief Swan, and they bring back a disheveled, mute girl. Jesus fucking christ, what was I thinking sending them out to do a job like this? I thought to myself as I stared down at the girl huddled up on the floor.

James was spluttering out some nonsense about how I could sell the girl to someone to get a little extra money. I rolled my eyes, I was in the mob, not the slave trade. Even I had shit I wouldn't do. Plus, I was in no shortage of money, and if I was, selling people wasn't the way I would get some.

I sighed, I finally had had enough of their bullshit excuses and mumbling and told them to leave. Once the door was closed behind them, I took a closer look at the girl.

I guess if she was cleaned up she would be pretty. She looked to be no older than 20. Her hair was a deep chocolate color, that came down to her waist in curls. What I could see of it, her skin was pale, but, where it would have looked bad and pasty on most other people, it seemed to work for her. I couldn't see her face very well because she was staring down at the floor so hard, if she had heat vision, there would be a gaping hole in my floor. But from what I could see, it wasn't bad. She had full pink lips and her cheeks were beet red.

I guess I should find out a bit more about her, I thought, she could be someone important to Swan.

"What's your name girl?" I asked her. I knew I probably sounded intimidating as fuck, but I was just so angry at those two buffoons that work for me. Why do they work for me? I thought absently.

After about 30 seconds of her not even hearing a squeak from her, I got up from my desk and walked over to her.

"What is your name?" I repeated, getting more and more agitated by the second. Still nothing.

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose between my pointer finger and my thumb, trying to keep from screaming at her.

I kneeled down on the ground in front of her. Ok, lets try another question.

"Fine. How old are you?" I asked. All of a sudden she got this funny look on her face and she started breathing really hard. She snapped her eyes shut and light whimpering sounds were coming from her.

I started to really worry when she began to shake. I reached my hand out and touched her arm, trying to get her to calm down. I never really was good at comforting people, not my thing. She surprised me when she screamed loud enough for this entire part of the house to hear and jerked away from me. She wrapped her skinny little arms around her blanket cover self and started to rock back and forth on the floor. I was about to ask her what the fuck her problem was, when my office door was practically ripped of its hinges.

My annoying pixie of a little sister, Alice, came running in and almost threw herself on the floor beside the weird girl. She wrapped her arms around the girl and shot me a death glare. The girl she was holding was now crying very loudly and rocking in my sisters arms.

"Edward, what the hell do you think you're doing? You're scaring the poor girl to death." My sister accused. I wanted to shout at her that I didn't do anything but ask her a fucking question, but annoying or not, she was still my sister. I tried my best not to yell at my family, especially the women in it.

"I didn't do anything Alice, I just asked her what her name is and when she wouldn't tell me, I asked her how old she is. Then she started to freak out." I tried to say as calmly as possible. Alice gave me a look that clearly said I was full of it.

"Well you did something to scare her you idiot!" Alice yelled at me. The girl flinched away and let out a whimper.

"It's ok sweetie, I'm not gonna hurt you." She whispered to the girl. Was it just me or did she put extra emphasis on 'I'm'? I though.

"I swear Alice, I didn't do anything." I reiterated to her. Alice mumbled something under her breath that I didn't catch. I rolled my eyes.

"Then why is a sobbing, half naked girl in your office anyway?" Alice questioned me. Great question, I thought bitterly. Maybe it's because I had a couple of fools that worked for me that didn't understand orders.

"James and Jake came back from a job and they had her with them. They said that she came into the house just as they were finishing up, so the idiots brought her here for me to take care of." I explained.

"Edward, what were you going to do, off her?" Alice suggested harshly. That was going a bit to far. My whole family knew what I was- a mob boss - and they never tried to interfere with my work. Alice knew the rules that I went by because of that job. She should know by now that I would never kill a girl. In fact, that was one of very few rules I had - Never kill women or children- and what Alice just suggested was what brought me over my limit.

"I don't know Alice, I was trying to find out who she is before I did anything! Then she got all weird because I asked her a fucking question!" I blew up at her. I felt kinda bad when I saw both Alice and the girl flinch, but I couldn't help it, I was out of control now. Fuck! I need to find my pills!

The next second Emmett came bounding into the room and placed himself in-between me and the girls. This was good, if anyone could stop me and calm me down, it would be Emmett.

"Edward, you need to calm down man, just breathe." Em said. I took a deep breath and started to pace around the room, looking for anything to distract me. I was running my hands through my hair and from the corner of my eye, I saw Alice pulling the girl out of the room.

I can't believe I just went off on Alice like that. And I probably scared that girl out of her mind. But this wasn't something that I could control easily.

"Edward, do you know where your pills are?" Emmett asked me.

"Bathroom." I ground out and Emmett darted out of the room in search of my pills. As soon as he left I picked up a vase my mom, Esme, had put in here for 'decoration' and threw it at the wall. I knew she would be mad, but maybe I could have Alice go get another one just like it before my mom found out.

Emmett came back in and handed me a clear plastic bottle - my pills - and I took two out and downed them without any water.

I had needed these pills since I was 11. My father /doctor, Carlisle, had diagnosed me with Intermittent Explosive Disorder or IED for short. Ever since I was about eight, I would go into uncontrollable fits of anger just because someone or something had done or said something I didn't like or they irritated me. During these fits, I would yell, throw things, hit people, and break anything I could get my hands on. For over two years, my parents thought I was just acting like a spoiled brat, but finally when I was 11, my dad decided to have me tested for metal illness and any other things. He thought I was bipolar until the tests came back with IED. I had to take the pills and go to therapy until I was 19, then dad said I was far enough along that the pills would be effective without the therapy as well.

I'm now 26 and over the years I have learned how to control it a little, but there were still those times that I couldn't control it and I went off at the closest person standing next to me. I felt horrible afterwards but there wasn't anything that I could do. So I just took my pills daily and tried to control myself.

I stood there and breathed deeply in and out for a few minutes. I could finally feel the pills working.

"You good now man?" Em asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for coming in here when you did, I didn't mean to go off at Alice like that." I said as I buried my face in my hands.

"It's ok, she knows you didn't mean it." He tried to reassure me. "Oh and by the way, Alice called dad to come down and have a look at that girl. She looks pretty messed up man" I nodded. I figured that he would need to be called soon because of her. I hoped that he could get something out of her.

Emmett got up and left saying he had a date with his wife, Rosalie, and I was left alone to finish some work. After about 2 hours of going through my 'company's' - as I call it, even though this business was anything but legal - accounts, making sure that all my money was where it was supposed to be, I decided to go check up on that weird girl.

I wondered where Alice could have taken her, so I went for the guest rooms first. After looking through all three of them- nothing. I then thought that she might be in Alice and Jaspers room. When I stepped into the hallway, I was surprised to see Jasper sitting against their bedroom door.

He looked up at me and eyed me warily. I knew he was looking for signs that I was still out of control.

"I'm ok now, Emmett calmed me down." I said.

"Good, but I still can't let you in there." Jasper declared as he played with his fingers.

"Why not?" I was confused. If I was calmed down, couldn't I at least talk to the girl?

"Because Alice would have both our asses if you take one step into that room. And honestly, I will have your ass if you try." Jasper threatened. I was taken aback, Jasper was usually never one for violence, he only threatened people when it came to Alice.

"Why?" I asked warily. I wanted to know what about this girl made Jasper want to protect her like this.

"She's been through enough without having to deal with you right on top of everything." He paused for a moment. "I don't know, but there's something about her that makes me want to protect her. It's almost like it is with Alice. Plus, Alice said that she's sleeping."

I was about to say something when there was an earsplitting scream from inside the bedroom. Jasper jumped up faster than I though was possible for him and threw the door open. Inside, the girl was thrashing around in the bed and screaming. I was frozen where I stood, I had no idea what to do.

Jasper was at her side shaking her awake. She woke up and her eyes started to search wildly around the room, until they landed on me. She broke out into sobs and spoke for the first time I had ever heard. And what she said nearly broke my heart.

"Please don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me like they did, I don't want to do those things again." She choked out though her tears.

I couldn't tell what she was talking about, but I could tell that someone had seriously hurt her. Then I had a flashback of what James had said when he brought her into my office.

"Well, we had to knock her around a little bit, to keep her under control. She was really feisty." James had said. I hadn't been paying much attention to him at the time, but now that I thought back, I got the feeling that they did more than 'knock her around a little bit'.

I took one last look at the girl and saw that she was clutching Jasper like he was a life preserver and had no objections to it. I backed out of the room and walked toward my office.

I was going to call in James and Jake so we could have a little talk.

End of Chapter 3. Now onto Chapter 4! Yay! Give me a few days- a week tops.

Thank you for reading!

Oh and the illness that Edward has is real, I just tweaked a few of the details about it to fit my story. You can look it up and read about it if you want.

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