All characters belong to Stephanie. I just like to play with them.
A quick note though. Bella and Paul wont be together officially for a while , I want them to form a friendship first before jumping in.
Bella's POV
"She's suffered some major lacerations to her torso, her right leg was broken, and she had 3 cracked ribs, but with all that has happened, we are hopeful she will make a full recovery." I heard from someone standing close to me.
"Thank you. We'll be sure to contact you if we have any more questions." I knew that voice.
"Mom? What's going on? Where am I?" I said opening my eyes and then shutting them quickly. The light was almost blinding.
"Oh hunny we were so worried." She said
"Mom what's going on?"
"You don't remember anything?"
"Mrs. Dwyer, she was upset with me, and tried running down the stairs at the hotel. Unfortunately with her being as clumsy as she is, she must have tripped and fell down a flight of stairs, she went through the window. I didn't know what to do so I just picked her up and brought her here." He said
"No..No .. Its alright. Thank you so much." She said to him.
"Alright hunny you get some sleep. I'm going to go down to the cafeteria to get something to eat. I'll be back in a little bit and then we can get you home."
In my head I was screaming out to her 'please don't go. don't leave me with him' but I knew it was useless. She held him on a damn pedestal. He could do no wrong.
"Bella, you know what will happen if you say anything."
I cringed away from his touch.
"I won't say anything. I promise."
"Now that's good. That's good. We're leaving. I've decided that its just not worth the risk having you in our world. I want you to keep up with your story. Don't let anything slip. I will find you if I hear anything otherwise."
He leaned over me suddenly grabbing my hip with one hand and pinning my hands above my head with the other.
"Just one more taste before I go." He said leaning over my now exposed hip.
"Bells… wake up sweetheart. Its ok. Everything will be ok." My dad said leaning over me with panic written all over his face.
"Dad… How did I get like this? Why wont it stop? Please make it stop." I said hugging him as tight to me as I could. I was crying again, but dad didn't seem to mind me using him as a human sponge.
"Hunny its ok. Your safe. No one is going to hurt you here. I promise."
"I know. I cant keep him out of my head." I suddenly realized what I said and quickly jumped back covering my mouth with my hand.
"What time is it dad?" I asked. An idea forming in my head.
"It's quarter after 9:15 hun. Why do you ask?"
"Do you think its possible to have Jake, Quil and Embry come over. I need to go grocery shopping, and I'd like to spend some time with them."
"Sure thing, I'll go call them, why don't you go jump in the shower and get ready. They'll probably be here by the time you get out." And he walked out the door.
I jumped up getting all the things I needed for my shower. I couldn't take another shower with dads stuff. Nothing like an 18 year old girl running around smelling like Axe. And made my way to the shower. I turned the water on, as hot as it would go, jumped in, and leaned my head against the opposite wall, letting the warm water soothe away my pains.
I started running over the crescent shaped scar over my left hip. The one that hurt the most. The one that showed me that I was indeed in a world that I didn't belong in.
But ironically enough, it didn't hurt so bad today. The pain I was used to during my morning routine almost seemed, bearable today. I don't remember the last time no tears came during my mental vomit of all the shitty things that happened 2 years ago.
Getting out and quickly drying off and throwing on a simple pair of skinny jeans and my long sleeved black polo shirt, I threw my hair back up in a messy pony and headed downstairs with purse in hand.
"Dad are you in the kitchen" I yelled out when I was almost to the last step.
"Yeah Bells the guys just got hear, and there tearing into the last of the food we have."
"Well they better hurry the hell up, I have to get the car back to Port Angeles and then were going grocery shopping. If there not out to the car in 2 minutes, the train is leaving the station without them and I'm just going to have to go to the pizza place by myself."
I was almost knocked over by stampede that made there way from the kitchen to the front door. Quil turned quickly, noticing that I was losing my balance, and steady me.
"Sorry Belly, you said pizza." I toppled over laughing.
"Well at least I know what to use to get your asses moving." I said between breaths.
"I'll see you in a few hours dad. Then we can sit down and talk. Is there anything you
need while I'm out?"
"No, I'm good. Just drive carefully."
I turned and walked out the door to the rental car, and climbed in. Jake was in the front, Embry was sitting behind me and Quil was on the other side. I started the car, pulled out, and headed towards the car dealership in Port Angeles.
Pulling into the Toyota Dealership I went into give the keys to the clerk and grab the title and keys to my new baby. The guys were outside waiting.
"Uh Bells this is nice and all, but how the hell are we going to be doing any shopping if we don't have a car to do it with. I didn't realize you were giving the rental back, I would have followed you with my car if I would have known."
"That's ok Jake, if you want to run back to the house to grab your car that's fine. But I'm going to go get my little ass in that hot truck right there. Your more than welcome to follow if you'd like." I said grinning, turning and walking towards my new baby blue, 4 door Toyota Tacoma. Phil made sure I had a car lined up when I got here. He checked all over the place online and after I saw this one, I knew the decision was made.
"How the hell did you afford this Bells?" Embry said, with his mouth hanging open.
I walked up to him and with the tip of my pointer finger, I put it under his chin and pushed up, effectively closing his mouth.
"Phil got it for me for my birthday. He's a pro ball player and he set me up with this and a nice cash flow in a bank account back in Phoenix. Now are we going to be sitting here all day looking at the truck, or are we going to get in and go get some pizza? I don't know about you guys but I didn't eat last night or this morning, and I'm starved."
All 3 of them jumped into the truck, proving my theory that if food was involved I can get them to bend to my will. Filing that in the back of my head, I started the truck and headed down the block to our favorite little pizza place.
Before the truck was even stopped Quil had the back door open and him and Embry jumped out. Causing a round of laughter from Jake and me.
We all went inside, I ordered a small cheese with mushrooms, Jake ordered a large supreme, and both Quil and Embry ordered meat lovers. We walked over to the table drinks in hand and began catching up with each other.
"I forgot what this feels like." I said to know one in particular.
"What's that Bells?" Jake said.
"Just getting out, laughing, being carefree almost. If feels good. I missed it." I said.
"We're glad your home babe. We missed you so much." Quil said.
The pizza showed up then and I didn't waist a moment digging in.
"You know how long its been since I've had pizza. Damn you guys got it good here."
"Why haven't you had pizza in a while?" Jake said.
Flashback
"You know you shouldn't eat that garbage. It doesn't do anything good for you."
"Its just 1 slice, god it cant be that bad."
"No, I'll have mom make you something, throw that shit in the garbage."
End Flashback
"No reason really, just started eating healthier back in Phoenix." I hated lying to them. They all shared a quick glance at each other, that I'm guessing they thought that I didn't catch.
We finished up our pizza headed back out to the truck and made our way to the grocery store. I had each one of the guys plus myself grab a cart and we pushed them around together loading up on anything and everything we could think of. By the time we got checked out and my card was swiped for the 800 dollars we managed to get, we headed out loaded up the truck….thank god I got the truck, and headed home. I knew what was coming when I got home. Dad.
When we got home, and got the groceries put away, I pulled the things out for dinner. Stuffed peppers sounded good. I pulled out my peering knife and got to work cutting the tops off of the peppers.
"Need any help?" The voice behind me made me jump, causing me to slice through the pepper and cut the palm of my hand
"Fuck, shit that hurt. Oh god I'm sorry." I said going through the cabinet next to the sink grabbing a hand towel and wrapping it around my hand.
"Shit I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, hold on." He said coming over and grabbing my wrist pulling me over to the sink.
"We need to rinse it off. Here let me see." He pulled the towel off and put my hand under the water. Rubbing slowly around the palm to remove all the blood that was on my hand.
"It doesn't look bad. I don't think you need stitches. Do you have a first aid kit anywhere?"
"Yeah, upstairs in the closet by the bathroom." I said
He gently put my hand on the counter and left the room. Coming back a few minutes later with the first aid kit in hand. He opened the kit, pulled out the peroxide, Neosporin, and a large band aid.
"This may sting a little", he said opening the peroxide and pouring a little on my hand. I flinched at the contact and it did hurt a little, but he brought my hand closer to his mouth and began slowly blowing on it. When he was done with that he put a little Neosporin on it, covered it with the band aid, and dropped my hand.
"I think you'll be ok."
"Yeah, thanks."
"No problem."
I turned around and started working on dinner again.
"So was there something you needed Paul?" I said
"No, Just wanted to come over and see how you were holding up. Can I help you with anything?" He replied.
"Well I'm holding up pretty good, and if you want to help you can grab that knife there and start cutting the tops off of the peppers. I'd do it but I think one knife injury tonight is enough" I said chuckling.
"Sure. I'd be happy to help." He said walking over to the counter.
"You know, your not like I thought you'd be." I said trying to start up some sort of conversation. The quiet was unnerving.
"Why do you say that?" He said.
"Its just, when we were younger, you were always so mean to me."
"I was mean to you? I don't remember ever seeing you before."
"Yeah I think it was like 3rd grade or something. Yeah I was 9. You were in 5th grade at the time, I was walking down the hall with Jacob and you tripped me, and kept walking. I think you were even laughing. You used to do things like that to me and Jake all the time."
"That was you? Wow, you have changed a lot." He said. I started laughing.
"I did a lot of things I'm not proud of, and I'm sorry if I ever hurt your feelings or anything." He said with a frown on his face.
"I didn't need an apology or anything Paul. But I do forgive you. Its all in the past."
"How do you do it?" He said.
"Do what?"
"Be so forgiving."
"We are all full of weakness and errors; let us mutually pardon each other our follies"
"Wow, where'd you hear that from?"
"Voltaire…. Sometimes its just easier to forgive, than it is to hold on to it. There are a lot of people who do a lot of stupid things, but if we hold onto all that anger and don't forgive, then one day it bubbles up and boils over. And the anger consumes you. I don't want to be like that."
He was looking at me, face blank, and for once it wasn't me that seemed lost.
"You alright over there?" I said walking up to him.
"I am, Thank you."
"No problem, now get your ass over there and finish with the peppers, before I change my mind and hold a grudge. We have a pack of hungry oversized wolves coming over in a little while. Get to it."
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