Alice's POV

A frown graced my face when I heard Bella scream, "I hate you! I hate all of you!"

My bestfriend hated me, and I honestly and truely couldn't blame her. I broke down into tears on Jasper's lap. I was definitely angry by what she did but I never wanted this to happen. Or to take thing this far. Hitting Bella was completely out of the question and even I didn't see it coming when Tanya decided to take things to a more physical level to get her revenge even though it wasn't her revenge to get.

When he finally came to terms with it all, Edward forgive Bella and was willing look past it all to be with her again, but Tanya had other ideas. No matter how much we threatened her and told her to back off she just wouldn't leave Bella alone. She completely crossed the line when she slapped her and it took everything in me not to rip her apart right then.

It didn't make things better or easier when Rosalie encouraged her. This put strain on everyone's relationships. Emmett couldn't even look her in the eye and I didn't even want to go near her. Bella never did her anything, but she wouldn't be Rosalie if she wasn't jealous of every human being on Earth.

Taking Bella's diary had been her idea and Tanya couldn't wait to get her filthy hands on it.

After her ordeal with Bella and throwing her out, we nearly got into a fight. Couisins or not, I was more than willing kick her ass. Jecking the diary from her hands I left them in the living room.

I walked into the room Jasper and I shared and sat on the bed next to him. I felt so horrible for the pain I was causing him. No one except Rosalie and Tanya wanted to do this to Bella even thought they were upset by what she did to Edward.

Edward...

He told them not to do this to Bella, to let her rest but he was away hunting and when he was gone, Tanya taught she could do whatever she wanted. She actually thought Edward loved her, when he didn't even like her. I shook my head and I picked up Bella's diary and began reading where I left off.

If my heart was beating it would've stopped. I wish I could cry. All those things I let them do to her and it wasn't even her fault. I am a bitch...

Oh my god! Bella!

I ran downstairs at inhuman speed but it still wasn't fast enough. Everyone in the living was asking me what happen and what did I see. It took alot to freak me out.

I opened the door but didn't see Bella. Suddenly a familiar scent hit me. It smelled delicious and made my thost burn. It was Bella. I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself so I held my breath and followed the trail of blood. It led me around the house, to the back. There I saw a man... and a girl.

No, not just a girl, but Bella.

"Hmmm... Isabella, your so tight." I heard him whisper.

Tight? I saw his hands move up her body and cup her breast.

Who was this person? How did he get on our property? Was he her rapist?

I didn't have time to ponder these questions, even with my advanced mind. Bella was, like my vision, just lying there. This time she wasn't conscious, but her cheeks were stained with tears, and her hair was matted to her head with blood.

Before I could comprehend what I was doing, I was standing over them, trembling with anger. He must have sensed me behind him because he turned around.

I grabbed by his shirt and threw him of her. He must've flown ten feet before landing with a soft thud on the grass. He screamed like a girl the whole way there. I could've laughed, but I heard a barely audible groan from beside me. I looked down and saw Bella trying to get up. There was a puddle of blood between her legs and she looked to be in pain. Suddenly she let out and agonizing screech that made my sensitive ears hurt. She feel back to the ground, breathing hard.

I picked her up and carried her to the house. I would deal with that guy later, right now I had to call Carlisle.

When I got into the house, I told everyone to hold their breath. They were puzzled by why, but did as I asked.

They all gasped when I brought in a motionless Bella.

"What happened?" Emmet asked.

"Go get me some cold water," I told him instead.

He would only get angry if he found out Tanya and Rosalie was the cause of this, and this wasn't the time for fighting. We needed to help Bella. I slapped her face sotfly to try to wake her up, but it didn't work.

When Emmett returned with the water, I dumped it on her face and let out a sob when she didn't open her eyes.