Epov

We're moving to Forks, Washington. It's a small town where the sky is usually overcast, so we can almost seem normal. We all decided to go hunting. I had just finished a large moose when I heard something. It was a scream. A high-pitched, painful scream. I started running towards it. The sound got louder the further I ran. A few times it stopped, but not for long. I reached a house surrounded by trees. I noticed a police car in the driveway. This must be where the chief lives, but why the screaming? Someone was still screaming, and it was coming from inside the house. I was about to look through the window when Jasper and Alice appeared next to me.

"What are you doing here Edward?" Alice asked at vampire speed.

"I heard someone scream," I said. And looked through the kitchen window. What was going on in there made me see red. A middle-aged man, who I recognized as Charlie Swan, Chief of Police, kicking a cowering young girl in the stomach repeatedly. I wanted so badly to run in there and take that girl away, separate her from her cruel father. I was about to break in there when Jasper tackled me silently, holding me to the ground. I tried to get free, but I couldn't. Jasper attempted to calm me down, but it didn't work.

"Edward," Alice said, too low for humans to hear, "you can't! We cannot leave evidence. We will help her, but not like this!" I eventually calmed down, and we went home.

When we walked into the house, Alice called a family meeting. A few seconds later, we all sat around the table, Carlisle at it's head.

"What's going on?" He asked calmly.

I glanced at Alice and Jasper, who both looked at me and nodded. "When I was hunting I heard someone scream. I followed the scream to the chief's house. I saw him whipping his daughter with a belt." I stated.

"And?" Asked Rosalie, bored. "What do we care about a human?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Rosalie," I said dangerously, "there is a girl getting beaten by her own father, and you don't care?" She blinked.

"Why do care so much?" She countered.

I froze, "I don't know. I just... Feel like I have to protect her."

Everyone's thoughts where slightly confused, besides Esme's, in which she was gushing about how someone had finally caught my attention. I doubt it.

"Alice, do you see anything?" I asked. She looked into the girl's future. All I saw was a blur of indistinct shaped.

"Nothing." She said a second later, "it's like someone's blocking me." I frowned.

"What are we going to do?" I wondered aloud.

"I don't know," said Carlisle. "Get her to turn in her father. That's the best advice I can give." I nodded and went to my room to wait for the morning, while my family started their nightly events. I said and turned on some music.

When the sun came up, I got dressed and went downstairs to wait for everyone. A few minutes later we where speeding down the highway to the high school.

We all got our schedules and maps and went to class. The morning was uneventful, though there was one girl who caught my attention. She was wearing dark clothes that covered most of her body. She kept her head down and didn't talk to anyone. I figured it out at lunch, when she was sitting at a table by herself, and a tall guy sat next to her, ignoring her and eating his tray of food, and thinking about the things he'd done to her. He abuses her, I realized. I was reminded of the girl from last night. When the boy was done eating, he started kissing her. The look on her face was one of thinly concealed disgust. This was the girl who I saw being whipped by her father, and she was also abused by her boyfriend.

Alice looked at me. "What?" She asked.

"That's her," I said at vampire speed. "The girl from last night. She's also abused by her boyfriend." I saw Rosalie glance over at them and frown uncertainly.

He looks familiar, She thought. I looked at him again and frowned. He did have a familiar face, but I couldn't place it, and it frustrated me slightly. He was still forcibly making out with the girl, and his thoughts where a whirl of images of himself beating her.

"Why doesn't she just dump the guy and turn in her dad?" Wondered Emmett aloud.

"I don't know," I said, "but I will find out."

When I walked into biology, the first thing I saw was a head a brown hair, staring at the front of the room, only to snap to her desk when I walked in. I went to the front to introduce myself to the teacher, Mr. Banner. As I passes the girl's desk, I breathed in, and caught the smell of her blood. It was better than I had ever smelt, but still bearable. Mr. Banner told me to sit next to an Isabella Swan, then pointed to the empty desk beside the brown-haired girl. I didn't speak to her other until she was done her assignment and doodling in her notebook.

"Hello, my name is Edward Cullen," I said, trying to be friendly. How could I help her if she hated me? She looked up at me. I resisted the urge to gasp. She had the most beautiful brown eyes I'd ever seen, set in the centre of a beautiful face.

"Bella Swan," she responded, her voice quavering, about to break. Bella. Beautiful. It suits her. I nodded, so she went back to her doodle. I stared at her, but I couldn't help it. After a few minutes she glanced at me again. "What?" She asked, catching me staring.

I glanced around. No one was looking. I said softly, just so she could hear and no one else, "Why don't you just break up with your boyfriend. Turn in your dad?" She was stunned by my words.

"I don't know what your talking about," she said, voice shaking.

"Yes you do," I muttered, half to myself. She didn't look at me for the rest of biology.

Bella was in my next class though, and I tried to talk to her, but she just responded politely, ignoring me for the most part. I still couldn't explain my odd desire to protect this innocent human girl. I hope it goes away if I help her get away from her two abusers.

Yes, Epov. I just needed to explain how Edward knows.