I woke up from my natural sleep to find out that my door was open, I think I closed it last night, didn't I? I look slowly and causiously towards the door to find a dark figure standing in the doorway. "FINALLY! I WANT YOU TO MAKE ME BREAKFAST, I HATE THE SHIT THAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH LAST NIGHT AND I WILL NOT TAKE THAT BEHAVIOR AGAIN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? I WILL HAVE YOU BE MY PERSONAL SLAVE!" the unmistakable voice of Charlie was screaming and I flinched at the word slave. Wasn't that made illegal already?

"Sure Charlie I will make you breakfast, can I just have five minutes to get ready?" I asked in a hopeful voice, but as soon as I saw his face, I knew that I wasn't going to be able to move for about an hour. Maybe this is why I have been woken up early today? So then he could beat me and leave without a word. Silent beatings would be nice for once.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU DO NOT HAVE TIME TO GET READY! GET OVER HERE GIRL!" I got out of my bed and moved as quickly as my sleep-heavy body would allow me and I swear I heard a growl from him for my slowness. "YOU WILL MAKE ME BREAKFAST NOW! NO IF'S, AND'S, OR BUT'S! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"

I looked at him for a second before he got made for me being not afraid about his threat. He picked me up by my hair and threw me against the wall. I might not be able to walk today. I love you Edward, if you can hear me.

Charlie then picked me up and slammed me against a mirror which left glass all within my back and I felt the tears starting to spring up into the eyes. I wish I could tell you Edward. Just don't try to hurt him, once again if you can hear me. He would hurt you and I wouldn't be able to stand that, not ever.

Charlie ripped me off of the floor and looked at my back with a pain on his face as though he knew that he would be in trouble if I had to change for gym. "YOU WILL SKIP GYM TODAY! DO YOU HEAR ME?" He asked this like I was a stupid child that didn't understand anything that he said. I simply nodded and watch him leave my room. As I was sitting there trying to recover I slipped into unconciousness and hopefully this would help me with the pain. I heard something outside and I was screaming in my head, "THE PAIN! MAKE IT STOP! THE BLOOD… SO MUCH BLOOD. I JUST WANT TO BE SAFE AGAIN. THIS ISN'T RIGHT AT ALL! SAVE ME!" Then the black curtain ran over my eyes.

**A few minutes later**

I felt arms touch my back and I wincened although I couldn't get myself out of the darkness. I just had to ask one question in my head and hear a reply…that would make me the happiest person right now. Edward, is that you? I really need to know. I heard a chuckle, but it was saddened.

"Yeah Bella it's me. Why didn't you tell me this earlier? Who did this to you?" as he asked the last question I lost all conciousness and I was suddenly dreaming of something horrible.

The meadow.

How could I be here? I have no clue how to even get here? Was that a dried up tear on my face? Where's Edward?

"Edward!" I screamed and nothing replied back, honestly I was getting a little scared. "If you can hear me, please say something." I looked around yet again and the minutes went by, and then it was an hour before I realized that I was alone.

I looked down only to see the horrible scene that had only happened this morning.

Charlie had anger all over his face and I looked brave for some odd reason, and once I realized this fact I was in my room starring at the scene from my bed and not saying a word.

He slammed me to the mirror and I saw the fear in my eyes and the tears that threatened to spill over. How was this so hard to watch? I wanted out and I wanted out now, but then I heard that noise that I heard previously, a car door slam. I ran to the window seeing Edward in pain and angry as all hell.

I forgot that he just heard my cry of pain that was all in my head. He just looked at the doorknob for a few seconds then made a decision to walk in, but I was rather surprised that the door was even unlocked, Mr. Chief Swan didn't usually allow things like that to happen in our orderly household.

Edward ran up the stairs and looked around before he just ran into my room, and I was no longer on the bed, I was positioned on the ceiling and watching the painful scene. Edward had pain in his eyes and I swear that I saw tears in his eyes. He suddenly looked up as though he knew the real me was sitting here, watching the scene.

Happiness flashed into his eyes and answered an unheard question, "Yeah Bella it's me. Why didn't you tell me this earlier? Who did this to you?" and I saw a certain sadness on his beautiful face. He looked back up to the ceiling seeing, something that I didn't, and he grabbed me and ran from my house.

Not only was the real me now alone, but now I felt heartbroken at the sight of his face. There was a sudden beeping that ran through this weird dream

My eyes flew open to find that I was on a hospital bed. How did I get here? I looked around the room only to find white walls and some medical equipment that I didn't recognize although I have been to the hospital many times before. I took another good look around then I noticed I was on my back. I tried to roll over, but a hand stopped me quickly.

"Don't even try Isabella." I winced at the pain that shoot threw me and the pain in the voice. "Are you alright? I really need to know." I laughed a weak laugh and tried to look for him before he appeared in front of me. "What's so funny?" I looked at him in shock, wow this guy can't read an open expression for his life.

"I'm not alright, can you please let go of my back? It hurts like hell. And it's funny how you can read minds, but yet you can't read a simple facial expression." I smiled weakly only to see him return it more than happy with his work.

"Bella, why didn't you tell me about this yesterday? When you were safe with me?" Here comes the hardness in his voice and I noticed that his eyes were full with worry.

"Um, I just couldn't tell you, and I was scared. I am terrified of my father, but I still love him. At least he didn't abandon me like Renée did when she married…Phil." His name came out with more fierceness then I thought I could probably use, ever.

"Oh." Was his simple answer and he looked into my eyes and tried so hard to find something, but he wasn't having any luck. He sighed and looked at me, "Can you just tell me what is really on your mind, and try not to hide it from me?" I looked into his eyes and he just starred at my anger, sadness, love, and scared looking eyes.

"Will you not leave me?" I whispered this and he looked totally confused.

"Why would I leave you Bella?" He just sighed and looked into my eyes, "Never. I would never ever in my whole life run from you, even if the FBI was yelling my name to run, never." I laughed as I remember telling him this when he asked if I was going to run after he told me of his ability.

"Wow, I can't believe you even remember that." I let the last of my laughs out and looked straight at the floor while I said the thing that might make me want to run. "I-um-I just think that you will not like me as much after all the damage that I have gone through…even though it has been a couple of days since…it all started." I gulped and continued with my story, not once looking at him. "I-I just don't understand why I have to suffer…he was the one that ripped apart the family in the first place and now I get punished for his horrible mistakes. I just d-don't un-under-st-stand." By the time I got to the last sentence I was crying silent tears and trying to make my breath sound even, he caught me though.

"For one thing Bella, I wouldn't ever not like you as much as I have from day one. Secondly, Charlie is just an idiot for losing his family. Finally, I can't believe that he would resort to that, and I don't understand this either." He lifted my chin and wiped the tears that had been streaming down my face. "Bella, I care too much for you, in fact I'm having a hard time not running out to go find him and treat him the way he treated you." He looked dead serious and I was shocked that he even said this.

"You CAN'T!" that was all I said before thinking about that dream. "Did you really look that pained when you saw me lying on the floor?"

"Yeah, I guess that I did. Listen, about the dream…" he paused and looked at me and I nodded my head for him to continue the thought, "well I was hurt that I couldn't see myself running to you. I wonder how you even got to the meadow." He was suddenly thinking and the gears in my head were spinning very, very fast.

"Maybe, now don't shoot me down, but maybe I was going to the happiest place in my life and then ran into the worst. I couldn't compare the two until they were put together I guess." I shrugged and instantly regretted it as my whole body went into a pain that I had not felt before.

"Maybe, hey, maybe that is right." He looked at me as though I was his savior, but he was mine. He starred and delibertated something inside his head and then shook his head. Were you deciding as to wether to kiss me or not? He nodded briefly and I felt sadness hit my stomach and my heart, deep down into my heart.

The pain that I felt was now something of the pass. "Listen Edward, I really, really like you and nothing could change that, I just want us to be official before anything like that happened. I really want to too Edward, just not while I'm in the hospital okay?" I was trying to convince both him and I and it wasn't really working on my end, I really wanted him to kiss me, and my body wanted it too, it's just that I didn't want to have to be strapped to the bed and have no movements in my body with his.

"Fine. I won't, but be prepared for some "special" things to happen." I laughed as he put air-quotes around special. "Now, you need some sleep. I don't want you to be tired when you have to talk to the police."

Oh no. I haven't even thought about that. Charlie's friends would all gang up against me and I would be cornered in a dark room waiting for the wrath of Charlie. "No, I-I-"

"Bella, it's okay. We made sure that the Ports Angela's Police come and question you so then they wouldn't side with Charlie. The best thing about this whole situation is that you are safe, and he doesn't even know that you are here. I don't want him to find out, ever." Anger crossed his face and I flinched back as if I was about to get thrown into the wall yet again. A look spread across my face that I hadn't been used to since…well since my father turned into the Wicked Witch of Forks, Washington, a small smile appeared, but it seemed like a half-hearted smile.

"Yeah that is the best part. Mr. Wicked Witch of Forks, Washington, would never try to look for me here." He chuckled and left the room, and as he left the room a part of me left with him. The sleep took over while I was just sitting at the door waiting for him to come back, but when he didn't I just fell into that nightmare yet again.