Here's the latest chapter, a shorter one but still very important.

I woke up the next morning to my phone vibrating and after realizing it wasn't a number that called me regularly I left the bedroom and answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Good morning Miss Swan, I'm truly sorry to wake you but there's someone at your gate who's refusing to leave until he meets with you." I wondered internally why the security guard wouldn't just threaten to call the police but then a more pressing question entered my mind.

"Who is it? I'm sure you wouldn't be calling me if it was some paparazzo." The guard hesitated before answering.

"It's Edward Cullen and he says if you won't meet with him now, he's going to the media."

"Fuck!" There was no way to hide exactly how upset I was, I had really thought I had avoided dealing with him. I gave the guard an address to send Edward to before hanging up.

I tiptoed back into Jacob's room and threw on my clothes from the day before, simultaneously trying to tame my evident sex hair. I considered waking Jacob for a split second but quickly decided against it. Jake would attack Edward the moment he opened his mouth and then there would be a very public lawsuit.

I snuck out the door and down to my car after leaving a note for Jacob and calling Angela to both explain the situation and get her to cover if Jake called for me. I tried to drive as calmly as possible to the location but my mind kept reeling with all the different ways this could turn out, none of which were good. I had given Edward the address of a beach which I knew to be deserted because of excessive pollution. When I pulled into the parking lot his highness was already there, looking as irritated as I expected. I stepped out of my vehicle calmly, trying to keep my face neutral.

"Hello Edward." Lightning reflexes couldn't help me avoid what happened next.

"You fucking bitch!" He bounded over to me, surprising with a palm across the face. I backed up, my hands raised in defense.

"Who the fuck do you think you are to do that?" His green eyes were clouded with rage as he responded.

"You turned my entire family against me, convinced my parents that you were a saint and I was some sort of monster."

"I told them the truth Edward; you demanded that I get an abortion. For Christ's sake you almost killed me." He rolled his eyes at me.

"You didn't even fucking listen to me, for all these years I had hoped that you got some else to knock you up but no, you couldn't follow one simple request."

"You were not the one who got to make the decision though Edward; it was me who got to decide." It seemed as if he could only get angrier, if he was a cartoon smoke would've been making its way out of his ears.

"This has ruined my relationship with my family, Tanya thinks I've been cheating on her and to top it all off the media is choosing to paint me as the bad guy in all of this."

"It's not my fault the media has finally figured out who you really are." If I had to go back and watch this all from tape, this would be the moment were Edward snapped. Suddenly the situation was all too familiar as I felt his cool hands tightening around my neck before I could back away.

"Bitch!" His grip became stronger while he shook me around like a rag doll, eventually flinging me to the ground. I was stuck laying there dazed and virtually defenseless and he continued his assault, throwing punch after punch at me. I was close to passing out when I heard tires followed by the voice of an angry angel.

"Get the hell away from her." I waited until I felt Edward being pulled off of me to go to the dark.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

I tried to reach out to turn off my alarm clock but I couldn't get my arm to move.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

My eyes fluttered open in irritation, examining the scene for a moment before I figured out where I was.

"Oh fuck." My voice was raspy and it took me a second but soon I remembered why it hurt to talk. It was at that moment that my angry angel chose to enter the room, a steaming cup of coffee in his hand. The moment he noticed me however he didn't smile but instead looked irritated.

"Isabella Marie Swan, why the hell did you go see Edward by yourself?" Since that wasn't my top priority I skated around the question.

"How long was I out? Does Eli know about this? Is he wondering where I am?" Jacob took the chair next to me, his expression unmoving.

"We are not playing the answer questions with questions game Bella, Eli is fine. Now answer my question please." I groaned, knowing I couldn't avoid the question forever.

"I didn't think he would behave so poorly."

"Right because the last time the two of you were alone together went well."

"I didn't want the two of you to fight; the papers would have been all over it."

"So you offered yourself up as a punching bag?" I was running out of comebacks.

"It was my problem to handle Jake." He narrowed his eyes at me and shook his head.

"This is your problem Bella; you never want to share anything bad with me. You are my life and if Angela hadn't called me who knows how much worse your injuries would be. We are supposed to be a team, supposed to share our problems with each other." I tried to blink away the tears that were threatening to fall.

"I don't know Jake; I guess I'm just afraid."

"About what Bella?" His eyes softened.

"I'm afraid that you've become a key part of my world."

"What's so scary about that?"

"When you leave inevitably you'll be shattering my world, I'm just trying to keep you around as long as possible."

"Bella-" He held my chin softly so I wouldn't shy away from his gaze.
"-This is the last time I am going to tell you this. I am not leaving you, not for any reason so stop trying to keep me out of your life. When I agreed to date you I was agreeing to date all of you, not just the super model but the vulnerable, scared and somewhat stubborn part of you as well."

I couldn't hold back the tears anymore so I let Jacob wrap his arms around me as I finally gave in and let my guard down fully for the first time since I had asked him to go out with me. Sure it was scary but I knew this was something I had to do, that I wanted to do.

"I love you Jacob." I mumbled into his sleeve causing him to chuckle.

"I know silly girl, you just show it in your own crazy way."

The doctors let me go four hours later after several police officers interviewed Jacob and me. It was only after the police representative promised they would do everything in their power to keep the attack out of the tabloids that I agreed to file for a restraining order. I did however, refuse to file charges knowing the Cullen team of lawyers would drag it out as long as possible and get the charges brought down to nothing.

Fuckward had broken four of my ribs, my nose and turned the entire upper half of my body into a sickening mixture of purple and red but Jacob just hushed me when I asked if he had hurt Edward.

"He's not even worth a second of your time Bella; just try to think about something else."

Michael Newton came to see me the next day with a very grand bouquet of flowers and a vengeful look on his face. Jacob helped to position me on the couch comfortably before leaving the room to get a vase for the flowers.

"Oh Bella darling, you look absolutely terrible." He examined me over closely, asking if my nose would heal up straight or if I'd need to get it redone.

"The doctor told me it would heal up fine Mike, no need to start searching for a surgeon." That seemed to relax him temporarily.

"Phew, now we can get done to business." He started, pausing as Jacob made his way back into the room.
"Your publicist and I think it would be best for your career if we went public with the attack."

"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" I was definitely not expecting that.

"Think about it Isabella, around the world you'll be seen as an icon of strength and perseverance."

"Absolutely not! I don't want to capitalize on being assaulted."

"But Sweetheart, it worked for Rihanna." I was too upset to even respond to that remark; thankfully Jacob took care of it for me.

"I think it's time for you to leave Mike, all this stress isn't good on Bella."

"We haven't even settled on what kind of media coverage the attack is getting." Jacob got out of his seat and walked over to where Mike was, an eerily neutral look on his face.

"Bella was very clear on the fact that she doesn't want this in the media. If I see even a sentence related to the attack in any source of media, I will make sure you can never get a client again." Mike quickly turned pale, muttering goodbye to Jacob and me before practically running out of the house.

"Come on Bells, let's lie you back down." Jacob could tell I was still stressed from Mike's visit. He helped me back into bed before bringing me some painkillers. Once I had taken the medication, Jacob got into bed next to me and pulled me into his side.

"Thank-you so much." I murmured into Jacob's side.
"You know I'd never let anyone take advantage of you Bells." I nodded my head, feeling too drowsy to speak.
"Sleep now Bella, I'll be here when you wake up."

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