Just as my mind wandered back to Bella, the whole restaurant was silenced by a piercing, terrified scream coming from the other room. The same room that Bella had gone into. "Bella," I whispered and bolted upwards out of my seat, towards the other room. I knew that scream. I'd heard it this morning. But this time it was much, much worse.

Once I got into the other room, it wasn't hard to find her. Everyone in there was staring. The diners, the waiters, and I think the manager was gaping too. The sight shocked me and made my legs freeze where they stood. Bella was curled up in a ball, crying and screaming in pure, raw, terror. What had happened?

There was someone next to her, grabbing her shoulder and shaking her. In a heavy accent, he said "Miss? Miss you ok, miss? S'cuse me miss? Miss?" I growled in disgust. With every shake he gave her, her screams grew louder and more frantic. Whatever he was doing to her had to stop.

I walked over and grabbed the man's shirt, pulling him to his feet "What did you do to her?" I growled. His beady brown eyes looked terrified as he stuttered out "I-I no do nothing! She trip over me, she starts a-screaming! I don't know what a-wrong!" I furrowed my brow at him and let him go. He seemed like he was telling the truth, so he was of no use to me now.

I knelt down beside Bella "Bella…" I whispered gently. Her face was half covered, but I could see that a small spot on her forehead was bleeding and sweat was beading down her forehead "Bella…" I tried again softly, and moved a strand of her hair from her face. Surprisingly, her screams quieted a tiny amount. Seeing that worked, I did it again.

"Bella…" I ran two fingertips down her arm gently. Her screams quieted more, and soon enough died down. Now she was sobbing so hard and so violently, that she was shaking.

"Bella…shhhh it's okay Bella…" I leaned down and whispered into her ear. She whispered and her eyes opened just a crack. She looked to me and wrapped both her arms around my neck. I pulled her close to my chest and pat her back as she cried. "It's okay, Bella…shhh….don't cry…it's ok…" She sobbed and made me shake too because of her shaking.

I closed my eyes and began to hum her a little song. She cried into me and we sat there for a while. Me humming to her and waiting for her cries to die down. Soon, they ceased altogether and she shivered lightly, still holding onto me and hiding her face in my, now bloody, shirt. I put my arm under her thin legs and picked her up so that she was still holding onto me. After going to the table and throwing down a crisp $100, I walked out to the car and placed her in the back seat.

At a red light near the house, I turned my hear to her to see that she was looking down, with a few silent tears sliding down her cheeks. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, Bella." She looked up at me and nodded.

"Th-thank you," She said in a horse voice and winced. I nodded and gave a small smile, turning back to the road and driving the rest of the way home.

The only think she told me was the thing I already knew, that she tripped over a waiter. That's how two small shards of glass got into her forehead. I took them out and put band aids on them for her.

I'd tucked her in and she looked up at me, eyes red and bloodshot from the crying. I hated the depressed fog that clouded her eyes. It made me sad and I felt helpless like I couldn't do anything about it. "Well, goodnight Bella. Get some rest." I turned and took one step towards the door, when I felt a small tug on my wrist. My head turned and I saw that it was Bella, who'd taken a gentle hold on my sleeve.

"N-no…don't go…" She said softly. I started at her questioningly and tilted my head to the side "Could you…do it again..? Th-the humming…? Could you do it again…?" She asked, her eyes getting wide. She looked like she was going to cry again, and I just couldn't say no.

"Sure," I said with a smile. She scooted over and I sat in the bed next to her. She closed her eyes and I began to hum the same tune I did in the restaurant. Her face got all calm and almost looked happy. I hummed for about 10 minutes and before I could react, her head was pressed against my side and her hand was clenching the side of my jacket. And before I could tell her to let me go, she was already asleep.