Broken

Chapter 8

James and I arrived at the house and he ordered me upstairs to shower so I was ready when the stylists got here to dress and primp me for the party tonight.

He's been so loving this past week, it's almost like when we first got together.

This is the James I love and if I stay the dutiful wife, I'll have this James forever. That I can live with.

I showered and shaved and then lathered up with my favorite lotion that James kept stocked for me, wrapped myself in a towel and walked towards the voices.

"Ah, Isabella. You're so beautiful." James walked over and kissed my forehead making me sigh in contentment and him smile brightly.

"Ladies, I'm trusting you to make my wife even more ravishing for tonight, please no questions, she's still recovering. Let her sip her hot tea and relax, please." James gave me a look and I smiled at him.

The ladies worked my hair, make up and helped me get dressed.

Luckily all my bruises were gone, the only mark being on my inside thigh and they couldn't see that.

I stepped in the fuck me stiletto shoes James had picked out and took a deep breath, waiting for him to come get me.

"Bella, you're stunning! And such a good girl for not talking to those gossip hounds." He squeezed my hand.

"Now, be good tonight and we'll have some fun later." He kissed my cheek and escorted me down the stairs.

The party was in full swing, all of James' family and colleagues were there as well as the family doctor, telling everyone I was recovering from cancer. I got a lot of 'poor dear' and 'hope you're better' from everyone, and of course that explained away the dark circles, weight loss and pale skin.

I was allowed to talk if someone talked to me, but not allowed to start a conversation and I was by James' side all night as well.

"Come Bella, the newspaper is here and wants pictures of my wife in hopeful remission." James smiled and pulled me towards the staircase.

There were pictures of James and I in loving embraces, kissing and cuddling and a few with his family.

James did a short interview and told everyone what I'd been going through and thanked everyone for coming, siting that I needed my rest.

He was again loving and doting and this time not ever mentioning my weight.

EdwardPOV

"Do you fucking see this?" I roared as I burst into my mom's house. "She's been with him this entire time! Was she fucking playing us? I mean really!" I threw the paper on the table and plopped in a chair.

"Edward, did you look at the picture closely? She doesn't have anything in her eyes, she's gone, closed off, surviving." My mom rubbed my back.

"Edward, have you called Emmett?" my dad asked coming in for breakfast.

"No, I suppose I should." I pulled out my phone and dialed.

"I suppose you've see the paper if you're calling me." Emmett sighed.

"Yeah, I can't believe it!" I yelled.

"Look, calm down. I know Bella. She's in fight mode, she's got a mask on to deal with whatever he's putting her through. The good thing is although she's skinnier than before, she doesn't look beaten." Emmett sounded hopeful.

"Hey, my dad wants to talk to you, hang on." I handed the phone to my dad.

"Listen Emmett, I've been thinking. Why don't you and I take a trip to Seattle and visit James. Not Bella! We don't want her to get in trouble for us visiting. I'm sure these pictures were taken purposely. He knows you'll see them. Any way we should go and let him know I was her doctor while she was here, let him know, we know what he did and won't get away with it if her hurts her again." Carlisle finished.

"I guess it's worth a try. Leave Edward behind. I know he's got feelings for Bella, which I'm happy for, but James doesn't need to know this." Emmett finished my dad agreeing with whatever was said and hanging up.

"What was that shit?" I snapped.

"Edward!" my mom chastised.

"It's alright dear, Edward has feelings for Bella and has a right to be concerned." My dad smiled and I stared at him, mouth agape.

"What's happening dad?" I asked again.

"Emmett and I are taking a trip to see James. I'm going to let him know I was Bella's doctor and I know what he did. I've got copies of all the pictures taken as well. We're hoping to back him into a corner." My dad sighed. "We leave tomorrow morning and Edward you are to stay here! If James finds out you have feelings for Bella, he'll take it out on her, possibly killing her." He ran his hands through his hair walking away.

BPOV

James brought me with him to the office today, saying he needed to be close to me.

I wasn't stupid, I'd saw the paper, I knew why he did that and now he was afraid my family would come and try to save me.

He also wanted to show me off. He'd picked out a blood red dress, barely mid-thigh, high neck and low back, but not revealing enough to show my scars. I also had on a pair of Louis Vuitton sky high stilettos and way to much make up, hairspray and lipstick. It made James happy, so I did it.

We were headed out to lunch when I felt James' fingers dig into my hip painfully. I didn't lift my head, knowing that when he led me I was to be submissive and trust him.

"What the fuck are you doing here Emmett?" James growled out my head snapped up, causing James to dig his fingers in even harder. I whimpered and bit my lip, snapping my head back down, knowing I was going to be in trouble.

"Look, Mr. Hunter, I'm Dr. Cullen and I was taking care of your wife while she was visiting with her family. I was concerned because in your article you stated Bella was recovering from cancer and that's why she'd been out of the public eye. I'm here to tell you that I know exactly what she was recovering from and I'll be watching closely. These are to let you know and understand that. I will be doing surprise visits to check on Bella and if denied I will go to the police and media with the information I have. I will let you know that my first visit will be this week. I will NOT tell you when, just know that it will be this week and I will be bringing my son, who's my assistant with me so he'll know what to look for in the event an emergency comes up." Carlisle announced.

"I assure you Isabella is in the hands of one of the top Seattle doctors, there is nothing to be worried about." James spat through gritted teeth.

"That may be, but once you look at the contents of this envelop you'll change your mind. And just know that many trusted people have copies of these. Should anything happen to Bella's family, my family or Bella, these will go out to every media and news company in the country." Carlisle said calmly.

"I have a very powerful family. Do you know that?" James barked.

"Oh, I know very well and I know your father will be mortified if this leaks." Carlisle said with amusement in his voice.

"I'll be taking over for my father soon enough." James snapped.

Carlisle ignored him and let his next blow.

"You will also let me have a few moments alone with my patient, right now in private." Carlisle assured.

James grunted and then stepped away with a rough kiss to the side of my head.

Emmett immediately grabbed me in a hug, I stood there limply, if James thought I wasn't interested, he'd take it easy on me. Emmett's phone rang and he stepped away while Carlisle talked to me.

"Bella, please look up, I need to see your eyes." Carlisle pleaded.

I schooled myself and put up my wall, lifting my head up.

"Bella, I know you're putting up a wall and for now that's fine. Edward and I will be back in a few days to check on you. Those threats, promises of the pictures will keep you safe for a while. Just be safe, please. Do I need to bring a pregnancy test? Depo? Anything?" Carlisle asked and I know my wall faltered a little. I looked shocked, stunned, no way can I let him get me pregnant.

I nodded no and took a deep breath. Carlisle knew and nodded.

"Now, I know he's probably got hidden camera and such all around the house, so I'll call him when we're almost here and give him a place to drop you off at, we'll get a hotel and get you comfortable. OK?" he asked and I just gave a small smile.

"Bella, be safe." Carlisle hugged me and James clutched my side again as Carlisle told him what was going to be expected.

"Come Isabella, lunch is calling." James sneered at Carlisle, totally ignoring Emmett's gaze.

"Oh and James, you wife is really underweight. She needs to eat." Carlisle smirked and then walked away.

"Don't' think this won't cost you." James growled as they walked away.

The driver drove us home, I knew I'd be in trouble tonight.

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