Chapter 7
The weekend turned into a disaster. Charlie went nuts when he saw the ring and was not too crazy about the engagement. For my own safety (or so he thought) I would stay in my grandparents' house for a week. He would stay in the room next to me. Yay!
I was past midnight when I heard familiar laughing. It's only a dream….it's only a dream…I wish. I opened my eyes and saw my uncle. What was he doing out of jail?
"What the"he quickly covered my mouth, tied his belt around my mouth and tied my hands to the bed.
"No!" It didn't sound like a no though. It was déjà vu and I couldn't get away. I remembered the bed had a piece of the frame stick out. I rubbed the hand tie around it and broke it free. I punched him and broke his nose. He took out a knife and I screamed.
My grandparents and my dad came running in thinking I was having another nightmare. Yeah, I wish.
"What the hell, Bob?" My dad said. His own brother was raping his only daughter.
My father got hold of Bob and my grandparents called the hospital and the police.
I was in pain. I thought I was dead. Someone held Bob, someone strong. Emmett! Then I remembered "I'll keep coming around." Over protective brother, but thank god he was here. I was wheeled into the hospital while calling Cedric. Then a vision from my dream appeared. Oh my god!
"Charlie, what's going on?" he asked.
"Bella was attacked and a lot of other stuff happened." Charlie said.
"Okay, I'll take care of her."
"Thank you, Dr. Cullen; I have to go to the station. Call me when Bella is a bit better." Charlie walked out.
"Same old Bella." Carlisle said.
Then he appeared…."Bella? Carlisle what happened?"
"I'm not sure yet, son?" I looked at him he was staring at the marks all over my body. The scars, the cuts, the bruises and everything. The look in his eyes was familiar. HE blamed himself.
"Eddie, what's going on?" He hated that nickname. Then everything went black.