A/N: Thanks goes to Sherry, Tiffany & Lindsay ;)
Chapter 32
EPOV
I didn't bother knocking when we arrived at the house. Time was a luxury that I didn't have. I had to get to my girl and make sure that she was okay. I prayed that she was fucking okay. It had been hours since anyone had seen her, and I knew anything could have happened in that time. She was in self-destruct mode. She had to be saved from herself, and James. Fuck, I wasn't sure that I would be able to control myself if I found out he had touched her.
I kicked in the front door and went marching down the hall. James came hurrying out of a room. The parasite probably thought it was the cops. He certainly looked surprised to see me.
"You!" I roared, pointing at him. "I warned you to stay away from her."
James held his hands up. "Hey, she came looking for me. It's not as if I'm going to turn a good looking girl away in her time of need."
"Where is she?" I growled.
He pointed to the room he had just come out of. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe you just aren't satisfying her and that's why she keeps running to me?"
I saw red. I grabbed him by the collar of his t-shirt and punched him in the face. I would have repeatedly hit him over and over again, if it hadn't been for Emmett's hand on my shoulder, reminding me why we were here. I dropped him to the floor and hurried into the room.
I found Bella lying in a corner, unconscious. She appeared unharmed, but I knew that meant nothing. I tried calling her name several times and shaking her, but she was unresponsive. "Find out what he gave her," I barked to Emmett, as I lifted her up into my arms.
"It's going to be okay," I whispered to her, as I cradled her against my chest, but I wasn't sure who I was trying to convince more, her or myself.
By the time I had carried her to the car, Emmett had caught up with us. "What did he give her?" I asked.
"Valium."
"She had a half empty bottle of whiskey beside her as well," I stated.
"How do you want to do this?" Jasper asked, worried. "If we take her to the hospital, they'll find out her guardian is in Philly, and it's not like my mom can come down to sign consent forms for treatment. The state could take her into protective services."
I knew that would destroy her and I couldn't let that happen. "I'll take her to my dad." He was going to be pissed and Bella would more than likely lose her job, but at least I would know that she was okay.