A/N: Thanks to Tiffany & Sherry x x
Chapter 33
EPOV
"What's going on?" My dad looked half asleep as he answered the door. Though any trace of sleep disappeared from his face when he looked down at Bella, cradled in my arms. "What happened?" he asked, concerned, as he waved us inside.
I carried her through to the living room as he collected his doctor's bag from the hallway. "She took some Valium and mixed it with alcohol," I said, as I set her down on the couch.
"We can't take her to the hospital because she's a minor and my mother is still her legal guardian," Jasper said, hovering by the doorway, with Emmett standing behind him. "I'm sorry to put you into this position Carlisle, but you were the only option we had. She'll get lost if she's taken into the system."
My father's mouth tightened, but he never commented. "How long has she been out?"
I shook my head, feeling like an idiot. I had forgotten to ask. "I don't know."
"She's been missing for about four hours. So maybe one or two," Jasper said, his eyes never leaving Bella.
"Who was she with?" My father asked as he examined her.
"James," I sighed.
"Anything else I should know?"
I shook my head, but I could tell that this conversation was far from over. He looked pissed and he had every right to be. Given her history, I should never have pushed my father to give her a job. I just thought if I could make her happy then everything else would fall into place. Clearly, Bella's issues were bigger than me.
"Carry her upstairs to your old room. I'll need to give her a gastric lavage before I hook her up to an IV and give her some medicine to counteract the effects of the Valium. Hopefully, we've got her in time and there won't be much damage to her body."
I did as my father asked. I carried her upstairs and watched as he treated her. Watching him pump her stomach wasn't a pretty sight, but right now I would have done just about anything to save her.
I was angry at myself for not thinking about how talking to Irina would have been perceived, and I was fucking angry at Bella for not trusting me enough to let me explain. I had never hurt her before. Why did she believe that I had started now? Why didn't she feel like she could come to me and ask? There had to be more to her suffering than her parent's death or at least that was how it felt to me.
"She's stable," I said, as I walked back into the living room and sat down on the coffee table. Jasper sighed with relief. "You know, I keep going over and over the events in my head and none of it makes sense. Other than losing her parents has anything else happened to her?"
Jasper cocked an eyebrow at me.
"I know losing both her parents is enough to fuck anyone up," I sighed. "Believe me, I still remember what I was like with one. I just mean that I keep getting the feeling that there is something more, something that she isn't telling us."
Jasper shook his head. "I don't know, man. She never talks to me. She never talked to my mom. She never talks to anyone."
I believed it was time to make Bella start talking.