With Edward gone and my mother here, I didn't really know what to do but turn to something that seemed to always comfort me, romantic movies. It was sad to say that I trapped myself in my room to just watch them and remove myself from the rest of the world. My stomach ached from not having Edward near; I was worried that I was actually getting sick from him not being around. It would have sounded ridiculous to anyone who asked what was wrong, but I couldn't help it, he was my addiction.

This day was just like the evening as my birthday party; just I didn't have to hide behind a mask of makeup and a dress to impress or even leave my room. I guess I can say that my life living with my aunt had changed? She didn't really put me on the spot or question me about my day, or give disapproving looks. Maybe Edward was right about her not picking on me with my mother here, I'll be fine.

It's been a few days since my mom arrived and within that time I managed to watch almost all the movies I owned that were romantic or had the touch of it. Just about in the middle of the movie, I had traveled into my own world and having it finally comfort me in some way, my hand had mindlessly played with the charm of the necklace that Edward had given me. I managed to snap out of my world and look down at it; I laughed lightly and shook my head returning to the movie.

As I was finally focused on the movie there was some talking just down the hall, I don't know if whoever was talking was trying to get everyone in the household's attention or just being loud for the fun of it. Curiosity got the best of me and I was now standing at the door listening in only to wish that I didn't.

"Why did you return huh? What was the reason, I'm pretty damn sure it wasn't for your husband and kid." My dad hissed at my mother.

"Are you seriously asking me this, Charlie? You know that I love you both so much and asking me that kind of question is just beyond hurtful." My mother protested.

"Oh, but leaving your daughter to heal by herself was a gesture of love?"

"She was not alone…she had her aunt and uncle, not to forget her boyfriend."

"Who in fact was not as charming to begin with Renee, he was rude to her and he disrespected her. And with your sister setting up a date, what kind of crap was that? If it weren't for her boyfriend she would probably be on her way to fucking Vegas to marry that idiot, and that would be out of force."

"She's around that age to being going on dates Charlie! It's perfectly normal for Pete's sakes."

"And since when do you have the right to decided that, no parent has a right to their child if they haven't been there for them."

It has gotten quiet before I heard a loud slap; I gasped and covered my mouth as I closed my eyes tightly, their yelling had gotten louder and there was a lot of blaming. I heard the yelling coming closer down the hall towards my room, I backed up and stood there wondering if they would passed. My mom threw my door open with eyes filled with anger and fury.

With what happened next had taken me to another level of confusion, my body ached and my head hurt. My screams seemed mute as I lay on the floor taking in all the sudden hits from whatever my mom held. It didn't seem to make a difference if I yelled for her stop, or tried to push her from me the hits only got harder. At one point I swear I heard something crack, being frighten by the noise I screamed louder.

Finally after what seemed like forever my mom was ripped away from me, screaming at me. "You're the reason for this! You know that!? If it wasn't for you Bella, your dad wouldn't have been in the fucking hospital in the first place, you're worthless… you hear me… worthless!" She yelled in between sobs.

I stared at her with my blurry vision crying a little too hard, I watched as my uncle took her out of my room. I looked down to my body seeing red marks covered through it. I lowered my head onto the floor and cried harder, to only see a few bloodstains on the carpet. I didn't know where I was bleeding from and I didn't really care, I just wanted the pain to go away.

My dad had made his way to me quickly looking over my body for anything broken only to see that I was going to get some nasty bruises. I felt his hand push my hair away from my face causing me to flinch; I stared at him as his eyes widen. "Oh my god," He mumbled getting to his feet quickly and stepped away only returning with a wet towel and placed it to my lip. I held it in place and stayed in my spot, watching my dad disappear through my door.

The yelling had continued once again and there was a slam of the door, carefully getting up and walking to the window to see my dad driving off, feeling fear stab me in the gut repeatedly I managed put some jeans on and get a sweater, I didn't want to be here not with my mother.

I kept the towel to my lip and quickly rushed down the stairs and quietly got out of the house, I looked around the neighborhood unsure of where to go first, if only I knew where Edward's house was. I couldn't think of anywhere besides one place. The indoor pool that Edward had taken me and little did I know that I was running my way there and it seemed like on every new block my vision was blocked by new set of tears.

Breathlessly approaching the place, I stopped just outside the locked door; I leaned up against it and slid down to the floor. I felt my body shake not from being cold but from the fear building up, I closed my eyes tightly hoping that I would stop shaking so my body could stop hurting but I didn't. The towel that was held to my lip was almost completely covered in blood; it had managed to stop bleeding but not the pain.

Unaware of how long I was sitting there, holding my legs to my chest possibly rocking the shakes off. I didn't know, I tried my hardest to forget the outcome of the night but I couldn't. Never did someone hit me and I wasn't sure how to make the pain stop. I managed to calm myself down a bit now just shaking from being cold, my body felt tense as well.

To my guess my moments there had turned into an hour there, or so it seemed to be. There were a few attempts of returning home, my body would lift a little and nothing but pain, which caused for the tears to come to my eyes and down my cheeks. Finally having enough of sitting, I laid down on my side not caring about the dirt or the possible bugs.

Sleep was creeping on me which didn't sound all too bad but not here, my body wasn't moving and I was losing my drain of thought, I didn't want to complain seeing that the pain was fading away. I loosened up my grip on my legs and fell into a small slumber.

In my dream everything was bright and warm, it felt peaceful and it felt safe. My name was repeatedly being said or yelled, the voice was familiar but far. I was slowly waking and managed to open my eyes as the cold returned my body sending my body shaking again. I saw a black figure that appeared to be walking while saying my name, which soon had turned into running and yelling my name. My upper body was pressed against a warm chest, my ear just over the heartbeat. I know that heartbeat.

"Holy shit, you're freezing Bells." His voice entered my ears, "Come on wake up… wake up." He begged with a concerned voice, shaking my body even more than what it was.

"I'm so sleepy…" I whispered and looked up at him with heavy eyes before they fell close.

"Damn it Bella, just fucking wake up. Stay awake with me, please." Edward's voice almost yelled. "What the hell she did she do you?" He continued, moving his finger along my bottom lip.

"Worthless." I breathed and cuddled close to his chest, I didn't seem to care what was going on anymore, I didn't know why. But Edward was here and that's all that seemed to matter at the moment. I heard him talking, his tone was clear just none of the words made any sense. My body was lifted giving the sign that Edward was carrying me. I was then greeted with the warmth of his car and the heater. The sudden change had made my body twitch making the bruises that were now formed hurt even more.

Within moments he was in the car and was driving, I was crossing my fingers, hoping that he wasn't going back to my house. I forced my eyes open as I looked over the driver's seat; I heard his mumbles that had contained a curse word after every other word. There was a faint smile on my lips but little did I know that the faint smile had reopened my busted lip, I tiredly brought the sleeve of my sweater to my lip and held it there.

The car ride was little too long for him to be going to my house, my eyes tiredly looked up to the window only to show me a clear sky and stars. I closed my eyes and was out. The time when my eyes opened again I was looking at half dark room; a lamp on a desk was dim. I was lying on a bed and I was no longer wearing my clothes but replacement ones. My head was pounding only a bit and my body just ached. I touched my lip to see if it was still bleeding it wasn't.

I looked over to the clock on the nightstand that read, 3:36AM. I took a shaky breath and slowly looked down to what I was wearing. A faded band tee and some sweats, I smiled lightly and realized that I could only be in Edward's room. My eyes scanned the room and then slowly to the lump next to me, I turned in my spot carefully and looked over Edward's sleeping face.

"Thank you." I whispered and leaned in, placing a light kiss on his lips.

"You're welcome." He whispered back, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Oh my god…" I jumped a little and stared at him with somewhat of scared eyes.

I watched as Edward opened his eyes and seeing his smirk grow wider, "I didn't mean to scare you." He said as his arm wrapped around my middle carefully and brought me close to him, I cuddled close to him. "How are you feeling?" He then asked with a worried look on his face.

"My body hurts but I'm no longer cold or scared," I answered softly, I looked over his face as mine landed just inches away from his on his pillow. "Why didn't you take me home?"

"Because I don't you there with your mother, I don't think I can handle hearing that you gotten beaten and had disappeared. Your uncle called me asking if you ran over here, and I told him no. You had me so scared baby, you have no idea. I don't know what I would've done if I lost you, I thought had when I found you. Don't ever do that to me Bella, please, the thought of you gone is not something I want to come true," He told me, his voice had saddened with each word.

I stared into his eyes as I listened to him; his eyes had looked over my face and finally just stopped at my eyes. I've seen the bad boy side, I've seen the sweet and caring side but could this possibly be the scared side of him? My stomach was getting something bigger than butterflies, he never seemed to fail when it came to that feeling, and he only made it wilder.

"And your dad knows you're here, he was pretty fucking scared and was about to send out the search and rescue for you, but I found you and told him when I got here. I thought he didn't like me, but I guess tonight changed things. Oh and I didn't change you, my mom did and she looked over you just in case you didn't actually break anything. You're just bruised…" He whispered the last sentence.

My arms wrapped around his neck and my body moved closer to his, before I knew it my lips were pressed against his, putting a passionate and meaningful kiss on his lips. We stayed in that moment for as long as we could handle not breathing. Once parted my lips were hovering over his, my breathing heavily as my forehead pressed against his, my hands moving his neck.

"I love you," I had mindlessly said, my eyes snapped open when it clicked that I had just told him that I loved him. I pulled away a little and looked away quickly; I slowly sat myself up and covered my face. "Shit…." I whispered and bent my knees to support my arms to keep my face covered.

There was a long moment of nothing but was soon filled with Edward's beautiful laughter. I uncovered my face and looked at him oddly; a mad expression now replaced the embarrassed one. "What's funny Edward?" I asked and stared at him.

"You're just cute, come here…" He said opening his arms, trying to pull me back to him.

"Nu-ooo" I said sounding weird as I tried to get his arms away from me, "I don't really like you right now."

"But I like you." He cooed and managed to wrap his arms around my waist and get himself up now sitting next to me resting his chin on my shoulder.

"I do not care you mean, bi-polar boy." I said crossing my arms over my bent knees and staring towards his closet.

"But Bella…" He started and brought his lips to my ear as he tucked some of my hair behind it, his breathing calm and light. "I love you too."

My breathing got caught in my throat as the words left his mouth, I swallowed hard and slowly brought my eyes towards him, we locked eyes. A chuckle escaped from him as he probably noticed the goofy grin my face.

"I've told you that the day before I left, but you didn't hear me so that's why you got all clueless. I was sort of hurt, but I'm glad you told me that and said a bad word." He said smiling like a fool.

"I'm sorry; I wished I would've heard you I was sort of distracted by your face." I mumbled nervously and looked down.

"My face… why my face?"

"I don't know if I want to tell you, you're head just might get bigger… or you won't show you're sweet and cute side." I said lightly, lowering myself so I could lie down.

"You think I'm breathtaking huh?" Edward said with a wide smirk staring at me.

"My point exactly to why I won't tell you you're beautiful." I shook my head and laid on my side while adjusting the pillow to my liking and finally got settled.

"You think I'm beautiful! Oh my god…" He said excitedly and this brings me back to if that was his sarcasm or he just got cockier.

I rolled my eyes with a smile and closed my eyes, he ranted went on for a good minute about the beauty I see in him, even though his words were close to what I would tell him. I now know not to bring up his beauty around him, maybe tell him he's handsome but that's probably pushing it. I felt his arm snake around my waist brining my back to his chest. I felt the small kisses pressed to the back of my shoulder and the side of my neck.

"But my beauty doesn't not come close to yours." He whispered. "Night, my love."

I smiled widely and blush a deep red, he always had me wondering. I finally was able to bring my smile to small one and I was then drifting off to sleep in the hold of my savior.

I love him.