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I stared at Edward not able to speak. What all had Dr. Cullen wrote?

My mind was swarming with the thoughts of what I was going to do, or how I was going to explain this to Edward when the door opened. I glanced around Edward to see Dr. Cullen walking in. He was saying something but I couldn't hear. I didn't want to hear.

"Carlisle," I heard Edwards voice first. It was as if he had broken my walls and every noise that was being made in the room came crashing in, three times clearer.

"Edward?" Dr. Cullen looked like he was surprised to see Edward here. Didn't Edward say he had to help his dad at work? Yes, that explains a lot. If only I had known that Dr. Cullen worked here.

"Yes, Carlisle?" Edward turned to face his dad; he had already composed his expression before he turned to meet his dad's eyes.

"Edward, I told you to go check the lady next door." He said as he walked more into the room, "Does Bella here look like she just gave birth?" I winced.

"No, I guess I got the wrong room."

"Okay, well I need you to go check on her, please."

"No, first I want an explanation." Edward said as he handed the folder to Carlisle.

"Edward, I am not advised to tell you anything," His father retorted.

"Really, Carlisle, if someone doesn't tell me what's going on I…." he was cut off by his dad's words.

"Maybe Bella should tell you."

I shook my head 'no', but Dr. Cullen started to back away.

"Edward come to get me when you two settle things," he said and then he was out the door, closing it softly behind him.

Edward hesitated before he turned around to look me in the eyes. "Bella what happened? I don't want to hear lies; I want to know the truth."

I looked down at the ground and walked back over to the bed. I hopped up, not saying a word.

"Bella, please tell me," he started to beg and I could feel my resistance starting to cave.

"What all do you know?" I asked in a quiet voice, my eyes still on the ground.

"It says…that you think you're…pregnant. Which I know it's not me, because we haven't done anything like that."

"Well…" I started, but didn't say anything else.

"Well, what, Bella? I want to know what's wrong," he said as he walked over to me.

"You know how Jacob told you…me and him had sex?" I asked. Edward had walked over to me so he lifted up my chin.

"Yes?"

"Well, he didn't exactly lie."

"What do you mean?" Edward asked. His voice held a tint of confusion.

"I mean exactly what I say," I replied.

"You had sex with Jacob?" He sounded so hurt, it almost tore me apart.

"No, no not exactly…" I finally looked up to meet his eyes with mine and I wish I hadn't. They were beyond sad.

"I –okay, I just don't want you to hate me because I never told you before…"

"Bella, I will not hate you. I don't think I could ever hate you no matter what you did and do. Just tell me what happened."

"You promise you won't go off and murder someone?" I was hoping I could trap him in his own words, because once I tell him about the incident, he might want to kill Jacob.

"Is it that bad?" he asked, again his words dripping with pain.

"Just promise me."

"Okay, Bella, I promise I will not go off and murder someone." He said as he rolled his eyes.

"Ja-jacob…he…um…and…" I couldn't say it.

"Bella," he said almost in an annoyed manor.

I grimaced at him, "If you're going to act that way, then I won't tell you.

"Please," he was starting to beg again and I caved completely.

"Edward…Jacob…raped me…" I felt my face heat up for saying this out loud.

His eyes grew wide with fury and he began fuming, "What did you say?"

"I said Jacob raped me. It was when you were gone the last Friday to see your brothers and sisters," I spoke slowly.

"I just-just…. Bella why didn't you tell me this before?"

"Well…I didn't want you to…I don't know…I wasn't planning on telling anyone," I admitted.

"Bella…you are absurd. You should have told someone."

"I didn't want to, okay?" I said a little irritated.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because, would you like to be in my position, to be raped and then have to tell everyone? Huh? Would you? Then," I continued, I could see the tears blurring my vision. "On top of that, I was almost raped by a teacher the day before!"

He didn't speak. He just stood there as I continued, a few tears running down my face.

"It's even worse because everyone is calling me a whore now and…you just can't imagine how much it…hurt. Not only physically, but emotionally. I thought that since you saved me the day before, that you would have been there to help me again. But you didn't, you weren't there," I continued. I could feel my whole body shaking. "To think that I was lying, basically paralyzed, screaming for someone to help me, but no one could either hear me or even care." I had gone into full crying as Edwards arms wrapped around me.

He didn't talk he just held me as I cried. I knew I was ruining his shirt with all my tears, but he didn't say one thing. I finally pulled myself away from him after a few minutes.

"I am going to give Jacob a piece of my mind," he started to say something else, but I stopped him.

"No, I will not allow it. I don't want you to get hurt or suspended."

"Bella, he hurt you! He did the worst possible thing he could to you! For no reason," he argued.

"Edward, no," I tried to give him a stern look, but with my teary eyes I probably looked deformed.

"Bella, yes. I am not going to sit back and watch everyone say those things about you. Or let them go and think you had sex with Jacob." He insisted.

"Let the officers worry about it, please," I begged.

"I am not making any promises." He took my hand and helped me off the table, "Come on."

"Where are we going?" I asked confused as he led me to the door.

"We are going to get Carlisle," he stated as he opened the door.

"Edward, I can stay in the room by myself," I insisted.

"I don't want to take my eyes off of you. What if that happens again? I want to be here to prevent it."

I just nodded. I didn't know what to say to his protectiveness. I knew I didn't want to object to it; it was actually kind of cute, too.

Edward led me out the door, still holding my hand. We walked through the hallway and into a big office. Dr. Cullen was sitting at his desk, the phone up to his ear. He turned to us and held up a finger for us to wait. We walked to the chairs in front of his desk and sat down.

"Yes, we need to get an officer down to the hospital, please. No, we need to talk to you about something that's has happened to one of our patients." He was talking about me; great. Dr. Cullen turned to look at me. I guess he saw something in my face because his next words were: "Make sure it isn't Chief Swan, though. You will understand why I don't want him when you get here. Yes, I will see you soon. Thank you, sir, and good day."

I sighed in relief. At least Charlie wouldn't be the one I had to talk to about the situation.

"Thank you, Dr. Cullen," I said to him as he turned to us.

"Please, call me Carlisle." He insisted; I gave a shy smile. "And, you're welcome. I figured you would not want to have this kind of conversation with you father. Well, at least not in detail."

"Not at all," I looked down at my hands why Edward started to talk.

"Carlisle, what is going to happen?"

"Well, right now, we have an officer coming down here to speak to Bella."

"Okay," Edward turned to me. "Bella, will you be okay with that?"

As much as I knew I wouldn't, "Yes, I think I will." Actually I knew this was probably going to be the most embarrassing conversation –besides the one with my dad- that I will ever have.

After about twenty minutes of sitting in Carlisle's office listening to him and Edward talk with each other about office work, someone knocked on the door.

"Yes?" Carlisle asked.

"Officer Laurent is here," a lady said as she opened the door.

"Yes, send him in, please."

A second later a young man with short black cropped hair walked in. He was tall and he had nice figure. When I looked at his face I felt mine heat up. He was rather beautiful, like Edward. He walked to Carlisle's desk before he turned to greet Edward and me.

"Bella Swan? Oh, how nice to meet you," He said, surprised, as he held his hand out for me to shake.

"Hi," I said as I took his hand and shook it. His grip was firm and soft, if that was possible.

Officer Laurent turned to Edward and did the same, then turned back to Carlisle. "So, what seems to be the problem?" he asked, his voice serious now.

"Bella would you like to tell him what it is, or would you like me to say?" Carlisle asked. I nodded for him to say.

Carlisle turned his head to look at the officer, "Well, Bella says she was raped."

The officer turned to look at me, some emotion playing on his face, but he quickly turned back to Carlisle and nodded.

"Bella, can you tell me what happened?" Officer Laurent asked me.

I gave a slight nod and asked a question, "What do you need to know?"

"When, where, how it happened, but mainly who did it to you," he told me.

"At school, the Friday before last…" I didn't finish because I didn't feel comfortable telling him about it. I couldn't exactly figure out why, too. Was it because he was so beautiful?

"Yes…and?" he asked.

I turned to Edward and whispered in his ear, "Edward, I don't feel comfortable talking to him."

Edward nodded and he leaned over and spoke softly to Carlisle.

Carlisle spoke, "Laurent, do you mind if Bella talks to a nurse. She doesn't necessarily feel comfortable talking with all of us guys in here."

Laurent agreed.

"Edward, can you go get a nurse, please?" Carlisle asked.

Edward got up, letting go of my hand, and walked to the door. He was back in a minute with a short, round red haired lady.

"Edna, could you please talk to Bella about what happened to her?" Carlisle asked the lady. She shook her head 'yes' as Edward made his way back to the seat beside me.

"Here, you can use my office. We will be standing right outside the door if you need anything."

"Okay, Dr. Cullen," she said as Carlisle, and Officer Laurent went to leave the room. Edward didn't get up from his seat.

"Bella, do you want me to stay?" he asked me. He really sounded like he wanted to.

"Yes, you can stay if you like," I said.

"Edward are you coming?" Carlisle asked as he went to close the door behind him, only to realize Edward was still sitting beside me.

"No, Bella wants me to stay with her."

Carlisle nodded and shut the door.

"Okay, Bella dear, tell me, what seems to be the problem?" Edna asked me as she took a seat at Carlisle's desk.

"Well, see…I was raped. It was the Friday after last and it was at school," I immediately said.

"I see…who did it?" She asked in a sweet voice.

"A guy…" I said.

"Yes," She said as she gave a slight smile. "I kind of figured, but whom?"

"His name is…Jacob…Black…" I felt Edward barely tense beside me, as Edna gave out a small gasp.

She kept her face composed, "Tell me why, dear."

I shrugged, "How am I supposed to know? Why don't you guys go and ask Jacob, himself, why he felt the need to do this to me," I said a little aggravated. I mean really, was I supposed to know why he raped me? It's just like asking God why he put demons inside of beautiful people.

"Okay, dear, can you tell me how it happened?"

I hesitated before I began to speak, "…Well I was sitting in a hallway alone for lunch that day…I didn't even see or hear anybody come up. But the next thing I knew, Jacob was there and he was slapping me and doing all of this…stuff to me, then I just passed out."

"Can you tell me what kind of stuff?"

I shook my head 'no'. It was obvious what he did to me, so I didn't feel the need to say it.

"Can you tell me why you never thought to tell anyone?"

Again, I shook my head 'no'. Edward sat still the whole time, not saying one thing, but every now and then I could feel his body tense.

"I see, well I am going to have to take a look at you. I need to see how bad the damage is. We also need to check and make sure you are not pregnant." When she said that, Edward grabbed my hand to kiss it and lay it against his cheek.

All I did was nod and then rest my head against Edward's shoulder.

Edna got up and walked to the door, "Let me go talk to Dr. Cullen first." And with that she was out the door.

"Bella, I am so sorry. I wish I had been there. If I was there none of this would have happened." He sighed, "This is entirely my fault."

I jerked my hand away, "Edward, I never want to hear you say that again. The hell with it being your fault. This is no ones fault except for Jacob's."

He just sighed again. Edna came back into the room again and Edward and I both looked up. She motioned for me to stand.

"Come one Bella, lets go and check you out, dear." I looked at Edward who leaned forward to kiss my lips and then stood up himself.

"I'll be right here, until Miss Edna here is done checking you." He helped me up and I kissed his cheek before I left the room, passing the officer and Carlisle on the way out.

She took me around the corner to a different room than I was in before. It was smaller and when I walked in, I quickly wanted to walk out. There were those things you put your legs up in –stirrups, I think they called them and indefinable utensils. I made an almost inaudible whimper and just stood in the doorway.

"Come on, Bella, dear, we need to do this." She insisted and then handed me a hospital dress. It did not have a back, but a little tie was located right below my shoulder blades so I could keep it from falling off of me. "Change into this, I will step out." She left the room closing the door quietly behind her.

I quickly changed out of my clothes and put the dress on. I moved to the bed and sat up on it, my body shaking slightly.

Edna came back in about ten minutes later. She walked to the counter and pulled out a pair of gloves from a box. She washed her hands and then put them on. As she walked over to me, she motioned for me to put my legs up in the stirrups.

I groaned and she just gave a small smile, "Please, don't be difficult." She said.

And so I placed my legs in the stirrups, feeling completely out of place and weird, as she began to check me.

The whole exam was very awkward…and painful. She told me about five minutes into the exam that I was bleeding. There is nothing like having your first gynecology exam after being raped. It hurt a lot and I cried out in pain a few times too. I tried to keep it in, but when it got too bad, I couldn't hold it back. She threw words around that I had no clue what they meant, though I knew what she meant when she said tearing.

When we were done with the exam and she took a test to see if I was pregnant, she said it would take about ten minutes till she got the test results back.

"Can you go get Edward for me?" I asked desperately as she slowly helped get my legs out of the stirrups.

"Yes, dear," she said and then she left. She was back soon with Edward and I sighed in relief as I saw his beautiful face; his brow was creased with worry. He walked over to me, taking my face in his hands and kissed me softly.

"I will leave you kids alone to go check on your test." She left the room again and I quickly began to cry.

"Edward…what…happens…if I'm…pregnant?" I said between sobs. Edward wrapped his arms around me and embraced me tightly.

"Shh, Bella everything will be okay," he insisted as he rubbed my back.

I calmed myself enough to say, "What…what would Charlie…say?" And then I was crying again.

I cried for about five more minutes, with Edward holding me, until Carlisle and Edna walked back in; Edna had a folder in her hands. Edward let me go, but took my hand in his.

I threw a scared look to him.

"Everything will be fine," he whispered.

"Bella," Carlisle said as he took the folder gently out of Edna's hand. "We have good news and bad news. Which do you want first?" He asked me.

I knew exactly what the bad news was, so I took the good news. "Good." I said.

"Bella, you…are not pregnant." A small smile spread across Carlisle's face.

I felt my eyes grow wide. That's not what I expected the good news to be.

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