Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. Stephenie Meyer does and I love her for creating these characters and her story that goes along with them.

Ok so many of you have asked for Edwards point of view so here it is…the chapter was originally in Bella's and Edwards point of view but I saved the chapter and then went to open it later and nothing was saved it was a completely blank so I am in a bad mood now because I loved the chapter. So this one is going to be shorter then it was before…and might be a little darker but hope you still like it.

Edwards POV

Emmett, Jasper, Mike and I were all playing Halo. I had to admit I was pretty bad at Halo and that was probably why I was always the first to get killed. I had just gotten killed when Emmett turned over to me and said "Hey Edward, since you're out can you go check and see if Bella is up yet?"

"Sure," I headed up the stairs towards Bella's room.

As I was getting closer to Bella's room, I thought I could hear muffled talking and someone crying. I picked up my pace wanting to know what was wrong with Bella and as I got closer, I could tell that her voice was pleading with someone to stop. I got to the door and flung it open, but could not find anyone or even Bella for that matter, but I could still hear her crying and now could fully understand what she was saying. She kept saying through her sobs for 'Phil to stop' I listened to where her voice was coming from and realized she must be I the closet, so I rushed to the closet and flung the door open. There was no one there except Bella who was buried under a pile of clothes. I quickly took the clothes off of her and pulled her into my arms and saying,

"It's ok Bella. No one is here…What happened?"

I had to admit it felt nice to have her in my arms and she seemed to relax, but it was also then that I realized she was sleeping. I brought her over to her bed and put her down in it and pulled back to covers with one hand and held her in the other. As I placed her on the bed, her shirt slipped down a little, exposing her right shoulder which had a dark bruise that I could tell was new and it was the shape of someone's hand. I could not help myself and looked at her other shoulder and, sure enough, another handprint shaped bruise was there. I felt fury rage though me that someone would hurt her. But I knew that I could not tell her what I saw or she would think I was some kind of pervert who was staring at her while she was sleeping. When I put her down though, she started to toss and turn again and then started to sob and then once again said "Stop…please…Stop" but this time instead at the end she did not say Phil. She said "Mike…please can't we just go back to the…." And before she could finish her sentence I pulled her back into my arms and she automatically relaxed and this put a smile on my very worried face. She seemed to melt into my body, but I knew if Emmett came up here and saw us like this he would freak so I tried to lower her into the bed again and was about to go out the door when she started again and did the same thing except this time sh said a different name she said James this time. I quickly closed the distance inbetween us and scooped her up into my arms. But I guess I was not as gentle this time because she woke up and pushed away from me and when she did this she fell off the other side of the bed. I went to give her my hand, but she did not take it, though I did not really expect her to. She never liked to be touched and she especially did not like to be touched by guys. I stood up though, trying to give her space and said "Sorry Bella, I did not mean to wake you. It is just that you were crying and crying out for someone to stop so I..."

"So you what? You grabbed me? You know there are other ways to wake people up and what are you doing in my room?!" she spat back.

"Emmett sent me to see if you were awake" I felt so bad for scaring her because I knew why she was talking to me the way she was. She was scared I was going to hurt her like the people in her dream did. I had a sick feeling that the people in her dream were raping her but I knew I could not ask her that. "I really am sorry for scaring you, but you where crying for them to stop"

Suddenly, something dawned on her and she turned pale and I think was blushing a little and I knew that what ever she had dreamt about had really happened and that it was not good.

"What did I say?" she asked meekly.

"You where asking for Phil and then Mike and then James to stop."

"Oh…"she seemed worried and she seemed tense.

"Who are Phil, Mike, and James?"

She flinched when I said each name, but answered back, "I have no clue…I do not know anyone by those names." and I knew she was lying. She was a really bad liar. She could not look at me when she said it and I could just tell by the look on her face.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, of course. I am fine." she tried to force a smile on, but I saw through it.

I was not going to let this go, so I asked her "Why were you sleeping in the closet?"

I regretted those words as soon as I said them because she had a look of terror cross her eyes because she realized that I must have carried her to her bed.

"I am going to go get dressed, so if you don't mind, could you please leave…"

"Umm…okay and when you're ready, Emmett, Jasper, Mike and I are downstairs." and when I said Mike's name she flinched like she had before and look of terror came across her face again, but she quickly covered it up.

I walked out of the room and that is when it hit me. Mike had done something to her and I was pretty sure he had raped her and so had Phil and James. I thought back to things Bella did, like her not liking to touch people, especially guys, and her whole personality fit. I went back to thinking about Mike and I thought back to last night and the fact that I had not really seen Bella at the party after she disappeared down the hallway and then I thought that I had not really seen much of Mike once he got drunk and headed towards his room. I could not believe Mike would do that to Bella…Who was I kidding? Mike was a pig and was even worse when he was drunk. Then, I thought back to the bruises on her neck and thought that he must have done them to her and fury raised though me. I knew I could not say anything about it and that she had to tell me what happened before I could do anything about it since I had no proof. I wanted, so badly, to go back downstairs and beat the crap out of Mike. I did not know why, but I felt the need to protect Bella and that is when I made a vow to myself that I would never let anything bad happen to Bella again.

I sat back down on the couch and stared at Mike who was too into the game to notice. I could not stand that fact that he was here after what he did to Bella. He had the nerve to come and sit and play a game in her house,…with her brother. It took all the self control I had not to jump on top of the kid and beat the shit out of him. A smile grew across my face though, when I thought about once I would finally get Bella to tell me about him and who ever Phil and James where and that then, I could beat the shit out of all of them. Then the smile grew even bigger thinking about what Emmett would do to them, but was quickly wiped away when I remembered the sound of Bella's voice this morning and how pained and hopeless it sounded.

Well I hope you guys liked this chapter I almost did not write it again I was so mad at my computer for messing up the other chapter….but I did and I think it turned out just as good as the one before just not as long. But tell me how you think my Edwards point of view was this is my first time writing it so tell me if you liked it or not and what felt off about it and stuff so if I ever do, do it again it will be better. Thanks…

Alisa )