"Ew, why do you have that little slut in there?" Alice said from behind the door. I was completely mortified. I didn't have a choice of leaving because A. I was handcuffed to his bed and B. I don't think I could move my legs.
"Alice, it's really none of your business." Edward said a bit too calmly, still looking at the door.
"Fine don't believe me. It's not my fault she likes to sleep around" I heard her footsteps walk down the hallway and disappear. His eyes flickered with an emotion I couldn't identify. His body looked tense. He clutched his hands into fists. His nostrils flared.
"Edward? What was that all about?"
"Shut up!" he yelled at me. My face stung. My face stung because he just back-handed me.
I started to tear up. I was shaking. I pulled my bare legs closer to me, the closest way to curl up into a ball. I couldn't even rub my face. It hurt so badly.
"Who did you sleep with!?" he commanded. I cried more because I hadn't slept with anyone except for him in a very long time. "Answer me!"
"n-no one" I sobbed. I could only think, why me?
"Bull! You're so full of bull shit!"
"I swear I didn't"
"Stop lying you little whore!"
Why was he acting like this? "Edwar-"
"Get out!" he unlatched the handcuffs, and threw my clothes at my face. I trembled as I put them on. "Jesus! Did you not here me?!" he came across the room and pushed me, I fell to the floor. He let out a big exasperated sigh. He took in a deep breath. "Bella, look what you made me do. You're so silly" he spoke evenly as he stroked my hair. I need to get away. "I know you still want to be with me . . . and I'm willing to take you back, but not now." He still stroked my hair as I lay on the ground "I think you should go home and let me think things through." I was shivering with fear. He stopped stroking my hair; instead he grabbed a fist full to lift my head up so I had no choice but to stare into those awful green eyes. "You understand don't you Bella?" I nodded. "you're really quite beautiful you know, but I don't want to see you here when I get back. After all who knows what you'll make me do next?" he let out a chuckle.
He kissed me on the forehead and left. I was frozen momentarily. After a second I stood up finished getting dressed and bolted out the door. He lived in the middle of nowhere so I ran down his long driveway and booked it into town. It took me a long time to get home, when I finally reached for my front door I started to sob. I broke down on the couch in the living room and cried so hard. Why were people so cruel?
I fell asleep crying on my couch.
"Bella I'm home" said my dad as he walked into the kitchen. I turned my face into the pillow. He shouldn't see me like this. He never knew about last time, so I shouldn't tell him about it this time.
"Bells want some dinner" he called from the kitchen.
"n-no thanks" my voice had broke. I heard silence in the kitchen. My dad poked his head into the dark living room.
"Bella, what's wrong?"
"Nothing" he sat on the couch next to me, his eyes looked all over me with concern. I turned my face into the furniture again.
"Bella look at me." I didn't. He reached his hand to caress my face. I flinched away, making my head jerk. He saw the big bruise on my face. "What happened?" he asked in despair. I started to sob again. He took me into his arms as I cried in his shirt.
I felt so safe at that moment. I felt so protected that I told him what Edward did to me. I told him that I wanted it to end before it would get worse.
My dad had made some calls, and a week later I now have a restraining order against Edward. He cannot get within 100 feet from me . . . but the restraining order didn't include Jacob.