Hello my wonderful readers. So don't get too excited because this is super short, but I wanted to get this out of the way. I want to get to the romance and leave the drama at the door. So read on…I'm still deciding on how to update but I will let you know as soon as I figure it out!

Enjoy this super short chapter! :)

Help me. –B

I stared at the message not knowing what to do. I didn't know anything about this girl that could help me help her. So, I decided that the only way I could do anything to help her is to text back.

How? Where r u? –E

I waited for a response not knowing what to expect when I did get one. It was a mixture of fear and anticipation. I wanted to know what was going on so I could help but at the same time I was scared to get an answer because I have no idea what to expect.

My phone vibrated. I scrambled to pick it up. My hand all of the sudden seemed weak, but I got over it and looked at it.

One new text message. Alice. Mother fucker! All of that for nothing. I opened the message.

Hey…u ok? –A

Yeah I am definitely not explaining this through text message. Just then, my phone vibrated again. I picked it up and opened the message.

Meet me at the coffee shop?-B

I sent a quick reply saying I would be there in 10 minutes. I'm really confused and I feel like she's just seeing how far she can drag me along.

When I arrived at the coffee shop she was sitting in the same spot as before. It was a complete déjà vu.

"Bella, what's going-" I started.

"Edward you remember how you asked me what my "story" was? Ok well I'm going to tell you, ok?" I nodded. "I am in a bad situation, ok? I don't like where I am. But I can't leave because the second I leave, I will be pulled in again but with even more force. The only reason I can tell you this right now is because for the first time in a long time I feel like if I do get caught I have someone to fall back to. My so-called husband treats me like shit. It's plain and simple. I want to run and I don't want to turn back."

She just sat there and told me this without an ounce of any sort of anger or real emotion showing. Her husband has control over her life and she's not mad? Shit, I would be pissed if someone who didn't deserve me had me forced around their pinky.

"What does he do Bella?" I said quietly.

"Edward I doesn't matter," she said all too quickly.

"What can I do to help? Do you want me to go to the authorities or-"

"NO! You can't. You can't say a word to anyone. If he finds out I tried to get him arrested again he will kill me. I guess when I said help me, I just wanted to see if you cared enough to try. It feels…comforting to know that there is someone around who actually cares."

"Bella, I feel very protective of you. I want to help you. No, I want to save you. We can leave and we don't have to look back. And if you don't want me there then I can help you leave and make sure you're ok."

"You would do something like that for me? Edward, you hardly know me and you're offering to run away with me to escape my husband?"

"Bella, I have been hiding behind a marriage for years and now that it's over and I know it's over, it's like my eyes have been opened up I know what I have been missing out on. You deserve to be cared about unlike the people who know they have someone and they take advantage of the people who love them."

"I have to go. He's going to be back soon."

"Bella, don't leave. Just come with me. Come home with me and we can figure out what we are going to do about your relationship." I pleaded.

"Ok," she said quietly.

"Ok, let's go." I rose quickly from my chair and gave her my hand to help her up. It wasn't until she started walking that I realized that there was a limp. She definitely didn't have that when we were dancing or when she ran out of here earlier.

I lead her to my Volvo and opened the door for her to get in. I looked at the clock on the dash. It read 8:33pm. I didn't have a plan of attack or an idea on how I should help this girl who hasn't been given the love she deserved, but I wasn't going to let her go home so we drove in the direction of my apartment.

"So, why are you limping?" Did I really just ask? It just came out? What happened to my filter?

"I fell." She said quickly, obviously rehearsed.

"You don't need to lie."

"I didn't lie. I just wasn't completely honest. I fell into a chair…after being pushed. Ok?" She said more quiet than necessary.

"Bella the past doesn't matter anymore. You're gone. I'm not going to let him hurt you anymore. And he's not going to get away with anything. You're safe. We don't have to look back now."

Alrighty then! So like I said above this was super short. It was also very vague! I am going to let these two get to know each other more and then more information will be given and more characters will be introduced eventually. Umm as usual read and review. I am going to work on plowing through the drama so that the fun stuff can begin. Suggestions are welcome!

Thanks for reading! -Bri