A/N Okay, I finally can upload this! Also, you guys, I used to have a different page on this website back when I was in school. Most of those stories are abandoned unfortunately, but if anyone would like to check it out please feel free. If you like a particular story from there And want me to continue it, let me know in the reviews and I'll do my best! My old name was xXxAngelDestined2FallxXx (Cringey af, but I was like 12 haha). Just thought I'd put that in there for anyone interested.
Anyway, On to the next chapter!
Carlisle's POV
When I heard the shower finally switch off, I decided I needed to speak to everyone in the family. Now that we finally had an opportunity to be alone.
"Can everyone please come into the living room?" I said softly, knowing they would hear it. "You as well, Edward."
One by one, they all fluttered into the room and took a seat. Edward was the last to arrive. He had been sulking in his bedroom since we arrived, unwilling to face Bella.
He took the single seat near the door and I sighed.
"Okay," I start, speaking softly. I didn't want Bella to pick up on anything we were discussing. "So, we all know the rules. However, I've made a few adjustments. I think the first step would have to be getting Bella to trust us once again."
They all nodded. Edward sat still, staring at the wall.
"Once we have her trust," I continue, "she'll be more likely to open up to us. We can discover how she came to be like this and that would lead to a diagnosis, and a treatment plan."
"Do you think there's something seriously wrong with her?" Alice asks, concerned. "She seemed really out of it, Carlisle. Genuinely insane, the way she laughed at virtually anything, the way she spoke…"
She trailed off but I understood her concerns.
"Bella appears to be severely psychologically damaged. I will do my best to reverse that, but at this point anything could happen. We all need to be prepared for the worst." I looked pointedly at Edward, who avoided my gaze.
I heard footsteps and turned to face the hallway, knowing Bella would be joining us. I didn't expect what I saw next.
Edward's POV
Carlisle had many fair points. I so wanted to agree with him, but I couldn't. I wouldn't allow myself to prepare for the worst possible outcomes. I was so determined to bring Bella back.
I could sense his glances. Could read the doubt in his mind. He was unsure that I could handle this.
I would object, but a part of me was unsure as well.
Just then, I heard footsteps. Bella. My anxiety started to climb. I didn't look up.
"Bella!" I heard Carlisle gasp.
I wouldn't have looked up, but for the images floating through the minds of my family.
My head shot up to see Bella, stark naked and dripping wet, staring quizzically at us.
I was shocked. Her body… was beautiful. I could almost feel the venom in my body localizing at one particular point of my anatomy, but it was overridden by my shock and utter disbelief at how different her body had truly become.
Firstly, it was magnificent. If I had thought it was perfection before, it was heaven now. She was just as tiny as ever, but in no way did she look fragile. Her frame was lean, yet muscular. She looked strong and sturdy.
My eyes trailed down her glorious frame, getting lost in it. She had several tattoos. Several on her thighs, a few on her arms but the most prominent one was on her chest, just above her left breast.
Daddy's Little Monster
It was written boldly in fancy script, and I resisted the urge to growl when I thought back to who she considered to be 'Daddy" at the time of getting this permanent mark. It was almost a claim.
Her breasts were still reasonably small, but perky, resting comfortably on her ribcage.
The parts of her that used to be soft or supple were now morphed into hard muscle. Her body shape hadn't changed too much, aside from her having slightly larger hips, making her waist look even smaller. A slight hint of abs rested just beneath the surface of her milky skin.
I skipped over her most… personal part and gazed at her legs. They were perfect, aside from the distasteful tattoos. They were long and lean.
Before letting myself become overwhelmed, I averted my eyes to the window to my right.
"Bella, don't you want to go put some clothes on?" I said gruffly. I wanted to let her preserve some sort of modesty.
"I don't have any!" she exclaimed and walked towards a seat. "Besides, it's not like none of you have seen a naked person before."
Carlisle grabbed her by the arm before she got past him. His thoughts showed nothing but tiles. He was staring very intently at the floor.
"The prison sent hospital gowns for you to wear. One was laid out on the chair in the corner of you room. Please go put it on!" he begged.
"No, thanks, doc," she chuckled. "I'd rather be naked than wear those gross-looking cotton sheets!"
Carlisle hadn't let her go and the entire room felt uncomfortable for a moment. Slowly, my families' thoughts started becoming clearer.
She's changed so much! Enough that being stark naked isn't bothersome at all! Esme thought frantically.
I have to say, she looks very good, Rosalie said to herself.
Wow, Emmett internally gasped.
She's been working out! Alice thought, surprised.
I couldn't bear to look up again. When Bella finally snapped out of this behaviour, this would surely embarrass her greatly. And knowing I took advantage of her condition by staring would hurt her even more.
Bella's POV
What was the big deal? So, I was naked. Why should they care? It's my body. They wanted me here, I should at least be able to wear what I wanted – or refuse to wear anything.
They all looked like they'd been shot! My body definitely wasn't that bad! Although, I did need to work out some to stay in shape.
And who the hell did Eddie think he was, telling me what to do with my body? I didn't belong to him.
"Bella, let's at least go cover you… private parts," Esme said, peering at the wall behind me.
I snickered. "You actually think I have parts that are private?"
"What can we say to get you to put some clothes on? You're making people uncomfortable." Rosalie sounded pissed.
I smiled. "Aw, what's the matter, Rose? Afraid Muscles over there will see something he likes?"
I swayed my hips side to side to make my point. She growled and I laughed.
"As far as what would get me to put clothes on…" I trailed off. I didn't want to wear just any clothes. I wanted my clothes. And if they were telling the truth, my stuff is in a box somewhere in this house. "I want my old clothes. That's the only thing I'd wear!"
I turned around, showing them my bare ass as they considered it.
Alice was the first to stand up.
"Fine!" she exclaimed. "Carlisle, she can't walk around here naked! I'm going to get her clothes. At least it's something! And I don't see her changing her mind any time soon." She paused. "Not that I see much of her anymore," she added quietly.
Oh yeah. She was the psychic. I remember now.
I looked at Carlisle and he nodded stiffly.
"Just the clothes, please, Alice."
I smiled. Before I knew it, Alice pulled me sharply to my room.
"Hey!" I complained, sitting on the bed. "Don't push me around like I'm some play-thing!"
"Why not?" she countered. "That's what you let the clown do to you."
My vision turned red. Before I even realized what I was doing, I attacked her. The shock of it must have been the only reason she hit the wall behind us, with my arm against her neck and my naked body flush against hers.
"Don't you ever talk about Mistah J like that again!" I sneered. "He loves me! He's the only one who does! You don't get to say that about him!"
As if it took no effort at all, which it probably didn't. she removed my arm and, as gently as she could manage, pushed me off her. I sat back on the bed.
I expected her to be angry, outraged, annoyed. But all I saw on her face was sadness.
"We love you, Bella," she whispered.
"Yeah, I really felt that when you packed up and left me."
I could see that those words hurt her and I didn't care. She has no right to talk badly of Mistah J when he's treated me better than they ever did.
"I'll be right back," she said.
Before I had any hope of trying to follow her to find out where my stuff was, she was in front of me with two outfits.
One was my classic red and black jumpsuit. It was my first outfit in my new life. I thought back lovingly to when Mistah J first saw me in it. The smile on his face…
I decided I wouldn't wear it while here; it was too special. I looked at the other set of clothes in her hand and grabbed them.
She watched me change in silence. I pulled on the fishnet stockings, followed by my pretty blue and red short-shorts. I hooked my bra quickly and pulled over my favourite shirt. It matched my tattoo.
Daddy's Little Monster. Yes, I was.
She hadn't brought my shoes, so I decided I'd go barefoot for a while.
"I'm ready!" I sang happily.
Alice blanched. "You can't be serious? Those shorts barely cover your butt, Bella!"
"It's either some cover or no cover," I insisted. "This or nothing. Take your pick. I'm fine with either."
After a short consideration, her expression relaxed.
"Alright," she said. Unexpectedly, she grabbed my hand. "Let's go back out. We're all dying to get reacquainted with you, Bella. You won't believe how much we've missed you."
I didn't let myself believe the last part. I walked back out with her, this time at human pace, as she led me to the living room.
"I'm back guys!"
They all seemed shocked, once again, but less so than the last time. I rolled my eyes.
Edward looked… cautious. Like he didn't want to look at me, but at the same time was dying to. I loved the effect I have on him now.
"Bella," Carlisle started, "Please take a seat." He gestured to the empty seat next to Rosalie.
I grimaced. Once again I didn't think before plopping my body down on the floor at his feet.
"I'm good here."
He opened his mouth to argue, but thought better of it. Instead, he went to sit down between Rosalie and Esme.
"So," I say. "Whaddya guys want?"
Alice was already in her seat next to Jasper. Once again, she was the first to speak.
"Bella… What happened to you?"
I smiled. "It's a funny story really…"
A/N Okay I hate to leave you on this note (cliff hanger?) but I have something in mind for the next chapter that has to include her telling the story.
Like I said in the beginning, if you'd like me continue any of my old stories from xXxAngelDestined2FallxXx let me know.
Also, let me know what you think of psycho-Bella so far. Thanks for reading!