JPOV
Well that wasn't supposed to happen when I came out here to talk to her...
"Sorry," I tell her.
"No you aren't."
"Yes, I am. I didn't know."
"Yep," She sighs a little.
"Would you like to talk about it?" I ask and sit cross legged beside her, but not too close to her so she won't freak out on me.
"Talk about what he did to them or talk about what happened after?"
"Any or both."
She says nothing as she takes her bottom lip into her mouth and bites down. Maybe she's actually thinking about tell me.
"You don't have to tell me... I just wanted to know."
"Why, so you can tell people what a freak I am? And I know I don't have to tell you."
"You aren't a freak, Bella."
She scoffs. "Sure, I'm not."
"Why do you think you are?"
"Wow, doc really doesn't have a big mouth," She says mostly to herself I think.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing."
I hear the door open but doesn't close so I look over and see Emmett walking towards us. Bella either doesn't notice or just doesn't care who it is. When he's comes up he leans on the trampoline and looks at Bella who is looking at her hands.
"You alright?" He asks.
She says nothing, probably not knowing who he's talking to.
"Bella."
"Sure, why not?" She says.
"Stupid question," He mutters.
"Gets you a stupid answer," She says.
"Please talk to me?"
"I am talking to you," She replies.
"Bella, you know what I mean."
"What the hell do you want me to say?"
Pissed off Bella is cute!
Wait! Did I really just say that?
"How you feel!" He shouts back.
"Well lets see, I saw my mom and dad get murdered along with someone I don't give a crap about, and I pretty much killed a woman I don't even know before I walked into that fucking room! So I'm feeling suicidal! Happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?"
I say nothing. I see Carlisle come out from the yelling.
"Bella, he's just frustrated that you won't talk to him and that you are keeping everything in instead of letting anything out," Carlisle says when he walks over.
"Yeah well that's what I do. Not like I had a real parent around to talk to."
"He's trying to, Bella."
She says nothing back to him.
I can tell that Emmett is trying to calm down but isn't going too well with him. Bella, well she's just not... here... I mean, she's here but she isn't here.
Someone's phone starts to ring but nobody makes a move to answer it until I realize that its Emmetts phone.
"It might be the police," I say.
He sighs as he takes his phone out and answers it. There's talking on the other side when he says hello.
"I don't think that she'd want to go," He says.
Talking.
"Yeah, hold on."
Emmett looks at Bella.
"Officer Cam wants to talk to you," He says.
I see Bella frown as she takes the phone from him and talks.
"No, I'd rather go through my things."
Talking.
"I guess."
She hands the phone back to him.
"Yeah?" He says.
Talking.
"Yes."
Talking.
"I don't know. I would have to get the tickets."
More talking.
"Bye."
I hear Bellas stomach growl.
I look at her.
"What?" She asks.
"You are hungry."
"And you are a boy," SHe says back as she goes and jumps off and to the ground.
"Damn it," Emmett grumbles.
***...***
"Bella, you have to eat something," Carlisle says to Bella.
"I don't have to eat anything when I am not that hungry. If I wanted to eat, then I would."
"Please eat, Bella?" I ask her.
"We can go tomorrow morning at 11:30," Emmett says as he steps into the dinning room.
Bella sighs a little. "What is it?" She asks looking at Carlisle.
"Corn beef."
"I don't like that stuff."
"Have you ever tried it?" He asks.
"Last meal before I saw people die." She answers.
"Look, Bella I know you are angry," Emmett starts but Bella cuts him off.
"No, I'm not angry. I'm numb."
Bella gets up and leaves, only she doesn't go up to her room. We hear the front door close.
"Think you guys should go home," Emmett says.
"You don't have to go through this alone, son," Carlisle says.
"See you when I see you," Emmett tells him.
Carlisle sighs. "Call if you need anything."
"Bye," I tell him.
BPOV
Instead of going up to my room I go o the front door and walk out of the house that is suffocating me. I know I don't know where the hell I am going but I saw a park not too far from here when we were coming home from the hospital. Only like a few blocks from here.
Thank God.
I didn't want to run away from the situation, but I couldn't exactly handle all of them trying to force unwanted food down my freaking throat every time my stomach would growl a little.
Once I get to the park nobody is there besides a few kids. If only they knew how lucky they really were. Sighing I go to the abandoned swing set and sit down on one. Not too long after I'm here someone sits next to me. When I look over I see Emmett next to me.
"Wow, only too an hour to find me," I say.
"How'd you know I went looking right after you left?"
"I stayed behind the bush and I could hear you frantically doing something and you ran out the house then started to yell for me. When you went to opposite way from where I wanted to go I ran."
"Why'd you come here then?"
"When my moms boyfriend or whatever he was to her would smoke with his friends I would climb out the window before they would come up and make me smoke."
"Smoke as in-"
"Weed. Whatever they had at the time."
"Did she know?"
"That they did that? No. I never told anyone. Said that he'd kill me... Now I wish that he had done just that."
"Don't say that, Bella."
"Too late. Already did."
"Another reason you came here?"
"When I would leave, I'd go to the park and I would go to the swings. Once I got as high as I could be, I'd jump off after a while of having butterflies in my stomach and think 'This will be the last time you have to go back home if you make yourself land wrong.' She had been walking home from work one time and I was about to jump until she yelled for me. I looked at her as she yelled for me to get off. Because, I was so pissed off that she couldn't see what he was doing to me I decided that I would get off, but piss her off right before I did of course. There was a small building not too far from the swings and I made myself go even higher then I had ever gone before and jumped. I had land on the top of it but slipped off. When I landed, instead of her checking to see if I was okay she hit me across the face. My reaction was to hit back, so I did and she sent me off to her fuck buddy. I had bruises all over my stomach and back from the wire he had hit me with that night. I was numb even before everything went wrong. Only sometimes do I get some feeling back into my body. You don't know what it was like living with them. But I couldn't go to my dad because, he worked 24/7 and didn't want to interrupt his life. I was only about 8-years-old at the time."
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