Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I am not her.
A/N: Sorry this took so long guys, but my grandma died and my great-uncle doesn't have much longer, so life has really kicked me in the butt. This is the last chapter. Please enjoy it.

"Bella?" I could hear my name being said, but I couldn't respond. "Bella? Talk to us, come on." He was nudging my shoulder now.

"Let me try, Bella, sweetie. What's going on?" A female voice asked. I felt a small hand touch my chin and lift my head up. Alice's deep blue eyes bore into my brown, full of concern. "How long has this been going on Bella?"

"A couple months." I breathed out, my throat a little dry; Esme brought me a bottle of water and I drank it down halfway before speaking again. "It had just been the roses though, no threatening notes…until now." I looked around the room for the first time and saw Emmett pacing, Jasper was sitting with his head in his hands, Carlisle was holding Esme's hand; Rosalie was sting next to me holding my hand, Alice was kneeling in front of me and Edward was leaning against the wall- the bridge of his nose pinched between his fingers.

"I changed my locks and carried my dad's bat around with me, it had stopped for a while. I don't know how they got the spare key." I explained my voice dropping at the end. "I took every precaution I could. I never go anywhere alone at night, my doors are always locked (though that obviously doesn't matter), and I've signed up for self defense classes. I did everything, but-

"-but tell someone. You did everything, but seek help." Edward finished my sentence for me in a calm steady voice that gave me an eerie feeling. I closed my eyes and put my head in my hands as silent tears ran from my eyes. I felt so helpless and stupid, had I just said something, but would it have made a difference? Whoever it was covered their tracks in a big way. The police had been to my house and had dusted for finger prints and checked for footprints, ripped clothing, broken plants, anything that could pint them in the right direction. They found nothing.

I felt Alice's small hands leave my knees, but was replaced with larger ones. One of the hands stroked the exposed part of my cheek and tried to coax my hands from my face. I wouldn't budge. I know it was Edward. I knew the electric shock his touch sent through me and how warm and safe he made me feel, but that changed nothing.

I felt like a complete idiot. I was ashamed and aggravated, I was angry with myself. Edward was gently shaking me, trying to rouse me, but I stayed firm.

Edward backed away and I felt a new pair of hands replacing his, wrapping around my knees and back lifting me in the air. I couldn't even find the energy to fight him off; I was set down on something soft, and Emmett spoke. "Bella, this isn't your fault. This guy is a sick fuck Bells. Don't blame yourself for him." He pleaded still trying to get me to look up. "Bella you did everything right, yeah you didn't tell us, you should have, but you didn't." I felt the bed dip next to me and a heavy weight slung over my shoulder.

"You don't get it Em. I almost told Alice a couple times, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I felt so weak." It was all just rushing out, now that I'm opening up, I can't stop. "I've always taken care of myself. Always. I raised myself. I have never, ever, asked for help. Ever." His hand tightened on my left shoulder. "I'm still getting used to a family, to having people care about me; this is so new to me." I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, I'm just so drained.

"I love you Bells, I gotta go downstairs and talk to Edward before he rips my balls off." I forced a laugh and said "I love you too". I felt Emmett's weight leave the bed, I laid my head down waiting for him to come back.

I could see a bright light shinning, this wasn't right, I laid my head down for a minute. I snapped my eyes open and was met with the glare of the midday sun. "How long was I asleep?" I was asking myself out loud, so I was shocked when I received a reply. "Well it's about one o'clock in the afternoon now, so about twelve hours." I looked to my right and saw Edward sitting in a comfy chair on the other side of the room.

'How long have you been here?" I asked, my voice cracking from thirst. He held his index finger up indicating he'll be back in a minute and left the room. He returned with a bottle of water, I accepted it with a "Thank you", and drank it down about half way.

"I've been in here of and on all morning, but most recently about ten minutes. Everyone's been so worried about you. Mom's beside herself, driving everyone up a fucking wall." He said making me feel worse then I already do. My face fell and I could see the recognition pass in his eyes, he was next to me in a second amending what her had just said. "Bella don't go back there again. We love you and we're here for you. OK?" He put his arm over my shoulder, hugging me tighter to his side.

I still felt guilty and a bit childish for not coming forward, but Edward did make me feel better and it's nice not doing things on my own.

The next few days were spent moving my things into the Cullen House; it was mostly clothes Alice forced me to buy, so it didn't take long. We moved her dressers and things into the spare bedroom; I was sharing a room with her because I didn't feel like sleeping alone, she was more than happy to comply. Living with the Cullen's will be a big change, a good change, but a big one.

Esme is making a big dinner to celebrate my moving in, keeps on the Brightside that one, Edward wasn't kidding when he said she finds any excuse. I was upstairs with Alice trying to convince her that I do NOT need to wear a dress to eat dinner, when Carlisle yelled up the stairs saying she had a phone call. I was hanging the dress back on its hanger to take back to the guest room when I felt a hand on my face and everything went black.

EPOV

When I saw that note clutched in Bella's hand and read what it said, I was fucking pissed. I wasn't sure, but I guessed this had been going on for a while, something like this anyway. I was terrified when she fainted, so I did the only logical thing I could think of, I carried her to my car and drove her to my house where dad could look at her. He told us she was fine, just in shock; I showed them the note and they were angry and scared, they didn't understand why anyone would do this to Bella.

When she came to she was embarrassed that she hadn't said anything sooner, she buried her face in her hands and refused to look at anyone. Emmett got frustrated and lifted her in his arms, telling us not to interfere. If we were concerned, it's nothing to how I'm sure he felt.

Emmett came back downstairs, told us what she said, we were shocked to say the least. That fucker! I knew who it was. It was James. I'm going to kill that asshole! He was fucking with my girl!

Before I could do anything about dad came out and put his hand on my shoulder shaking his head. He didn't want me to do anything stupid and he was right, Bella was here and she was safe.

I spent most the next morning checking in on Bella, making sure she was alright. When she woke up we had a conversation about what happened and we spent the next couple days moving her in. That's right. I'm living with my girlfriend. Emmett, Jasper, dad, and I disassembled the bed in the spare room next to Alice, moved her dressers in there, and the spare bed into her room. Yeah, that was a lot of work.

Finally we were finished moving her in and mom was making a special dinner to welcome Bella home, Alice was upstairs doing Lord knows what with Bella, when she got a call on the house phone; she probably forgot to charge her cell again. Alice came bounding down the stairs taking the phone from dad. She came in the kitchen a moment later looking confused. "What's up Al?" I asked looking up from the carrot I was chopping. "No answer." She set the phone on its base and ran back up the stair to Bella.

"Edward have you thought anymore about college?" Mom asked peeking in the oven.

"I'm still shooting for Dartmouth. Why?" I asked adding cucumbers to the salad.

"Because I was talking to Emmett and he said Bella was following him to OSU next year." The knife I was cutting the radishes with slipped, slicing the palm of my hand. "Fuck." I said grabbing a towel in my fist to staunch the bleeding. "Why didn't she tell me about that?" But before I could get an answer Alice tore into the room looking frightened.

"Have you guys seen Bella?" She asked popping her knuckles, a nervous habit that drives me nuts.

"No she was upstairs with you Al." I said pulling the towel from my hand inspecting it.

"No she's not. I looked everywhere. She won't answer when I call her name or cell." That sent me in frenzy, I ran through the living room and up the stairs calling Bella's name; I could vaguely hear my family in the background asking Alice what happened. I threw her door open and scanned her room; the dress Alice had undoubtedly been trying to talk Bella into, laid haphazardly on the floor. I felt a breeze and looked up; the balcony door was wide open.

BPOV

My head was killing me. It felt like my brain was beating on the side of my skull. I can barely think, the last thing I remember was being in Alice's room, but something tells me I'm not there anymore. I turned on my side and groaned, my head was throbbing. "She awakes." I know that voice. That was his voice.

"James" I moaned, gritting my teeth at the pain it caused to say one little word.

"Now now Bella, you don't want to hurt yourself, stay calm." He cooed, his voice sending shivers down my spine. "You have been a very bad girl Bella; cheating on me with that asshole Cullen, but that's OK Bella, I forgive you."

"I'm not your girlfriend James." I attempted to shout, but he just shrugged it aside.

"You will need to be punished though Bella for FUCKING HIM!" James yelled the last two words in my ear before grabbing my left wrist. I was kicking and wriggling trying anything to get out of his grasp. I felt my right foot connect with padded area and heard James give an "FUCK!", and I jumped to my feet and took off as fast as I could.

I almost made it to the door when two large hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down. "Oh Bella baby, you are so going to pay for that." I was still kicking and moving, I glimpsed his face and wait looked back scared the hell out of me; he was livid, with dark crazy eyes. He pinned both my arms over my head and my legs between his knees, I didn't stop moving I wriggled and twisted as hard as I could trying to get free.

"Now Bella, why did you kick me?" He asked nuzzling and kissing my neck. I felt dirty contaminated, this was wrong. I made my mind up, as soon as her turned his head, I the pulse point on his neck hard enough to draw blood; he threw himself back from the pain, I took advantage of this and kicked him in the balls one more time. He was doubled over in pain, so took off again making it to the door this time.

I ran down two flights of steps and through a big wooden door, on the other side was a room full of mirrors. This obviously wasn't the exit; I turned around and came face to face with a seething James.

"You fucking bitch." He said in the calmest voice I had ever heard anyone take. This was terrifying. This was beyond anger. This was murderous and if I didn't do some quick thinking I wouldn't make it out alive. James, not risking me making another move, grabbed my shoulders and threw me into the mirror to my left. I felt blood trickling down the side of my face. He was on my in an instant, holding my chin in the palm of his hand.

"You could have done this the easy way, but you chose to be difficult Bella. I WILL break you if I must; just know I did not want to do this." He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the middle of the floor. I tried kicking him, but he was well outside of my range, having learned his lesson from before. He grabbed my right and twisted it, pulling it behind my back. I felt a snap and a surge of pain, he dislocated my right shoulder. I dropped me on the floor and nudged me onto my back with his toe.

"Oh how much easier this would have been if you have just cooperated Bella. I could have been buried deep within you by now, but no, you had to do it the hard way." He set his toe on my ribcage pushing down with just enough pressure; I felt two hard pop and a searing pain, he broke two of my ribs.

My mind was growing fuzzy; the loss of blood from my head and the pain in my shoulder and abdomen was making me black out.

The smell of blood was gone, replaced by a clean sterile smell. There was a beeping in the background and the murmur of soft voices. Was I dead? Am I in Heaven? Surely this isn't Hell, I am far too comfortable for that? My eyes fluttered open only to be blinded by a bright light.

"Bella?" I heard Edward say my name.

"Edward? Where am I? What happened? James?" It all came gushing out of me, my heart was racing causing an alarm to go off on my monitor.

"Shhhh…Bella, Love it's OK. You're safe now." I leaned back in my bed. "We found you. James is gone, he's at the police station." He explained rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"How did you find me?" I asked resting my head on the pillow.

"Irina was in on it, but she got a guilty conscience. She came back to the house and told us where you were and with whom." He growled under his voice, clearly still angry over the whole thing.

"Irina?" I asked, but before I could elaborate Edward fell into an apology.

"Bella I am so sorry. I had no idea-" but I cut him off before he could finish.

"Edward shut up. This is not your fault. You had no idea what either of them were capable of, if it were anyone's fault it would be mine." He tried to argue, but I wouldn't have it. "No Edward. I am a big girl, I can own up to my mistakes. I knew there was something creepy about James, but I didn't say anything. I was stupid and immature, but I have learned from it. I thought I could handle everything on my own, because I always had, but now I know that I have a family to lean on and I will." I finished my rant and grabbed his hand, showing him that I wasn't mad at him.

He gave me my favorite crooked smile. "Are you moving out of state? Following Em to OSU?" He asked

"I'm not sure. It's a big decision, but I think I will. We have months, almost a year before that would happen though. We'll be better, stronger by then Edward, don't worry about us." I said kissing his knuckles.

"I'm not worried about us Love. Honestly, after all this, I could never be worried about us again.

Fin

A/N We are finished people! Reviews are welcome.