I cowered in the corner of our bedroom. I shouldn't be doing something like this, I should have stood up for myself, told him to step off and get a life. It seemed like there was nothing else to do when someone with a knife was trapping you in the corner.

"You will behave like a girlfriend is supposed to, now you come here before I have to hurt you,"
He wasn't the same anymore. He was more aggressive, ever since he found out that I liked hanging out with the Cullen's at school he got mean angry and very dangerous. The shinny silver blade came closer to my throat. I gulped in a bit of air, I figured that it would be my last.

"Jacob, Bella, it's time for supper," It was Billy. Thank the good Lord, he had saved me from either being near death or being dead.

Jacob glared at his door with hatred and anger. He snarled as he turned back to face me.

His iron grip grabbed me by the throat. "Don't you worry, I'm not done with you yet," He said under his breath. Throwing me hard against the wall. I wanted to curl up in a tight ball and cry my heart out, never wanting to come out. I couldn't do that because Jacob's strength was very overpowering and there was nothing that my weak fragile self could do about it.

"Now, if you don't act like you should, I might be forced to kill you," He said opening the door and walking out. He was giving me time to recover from what he had already done to me.

Jacob would never kill me, he had to much fun torching me, bringing me to the brink of death.

I regained my self and straightened out the wrinkles in my shirt. I wiped the tears away and made sure that I looked presentable.

I walked out into the kitchen to see that Jacob and Billy had already taken a seat at the table eating quietly.

I sat down next to Jacob because he told me that was what a good girlfriend was supposed to do.

"So what were you two kids doing in there?" Billy asked looking up from his food with a smile. I looked down at the steak and mashed potatoes in front of me. I felt to sick to the stomach to take one bite into anything. I wasn't allowed to speak. Jacob was the dominant one and he spoke first.

"Bella and I were working on some homework, weren't we Bella?" He asked turning his head. My head was still hung low, but I could feel his eyes burning into my flesh waiting for me to respond with the correct answer.

I looked up quickly knowing if I waited to long then things would get a little awkward.

"uh yeah, I needed some help on a social studies report that is dew in a few days and Jacob wanted to help me with it," I said. Lying came easy to me now, I had done so much of it while I was with Jacob. Heck every minute of my day with him was a lye.

Billy smiled and continued eating content with the answers he was given. Jacob seemed happy as well.

After dinner I was forced to sit with Jacob on the couch while we watched television with Billy.

"Well, Bella and I are going to get back to working on the project, it needs to be

done," I was struck with panic. I didn't want to through anymore pain.

I wondered why Jacob was doing this to me when Billy was in the house. I could easily scream and he would find out, but I was afraid to scream for fear that Jacob would really kill me or he would make up an excuse for why I screamed.

Jacob was normally the one who picked me up from school and take me back to his home on the reservation.

He took me back to his room. "You were a good girlfriend tonight, I think that I will let the beatings go to a minimum tonight and I will then let you go," Jacob pronounced. I didn't know why he kept beating me and hurting me like this. I told him time and time again that wasn't going to hang out with the Cullen's, but he didn't believe me, he never did and he never would.

Jacob smacked me across the side of my face. I winced in pain, but I dare not scream out in pain.

He quickly grabbed hold of my wrists and pinned me to the wall. I closed my eyes and turned my face away from his. "Don't you turn your face away from me," He said letting go of one of my wrists and taking hold of my chin and turning my face towards


"Jacob, please stop this, your hurting me," I cried out. He covered my mouth with his hand.

"Shut up, don't speak another word," He said to me. Tears slipped down my face.

"Just stop hurting me, what happened to you, I thought you loved me," I said mumbled.

"That was in the past, I once loved you, but I don't anymore because something about the both of us have changed and we just don't go good together anymore," Jacob explained to me.

"Then why won't you just get rid of me, if you don't love me anymore? I asked as he ran a hand down my body. I felt very violated.

"Because you are mine, no one else is going to have you," Jacob said pressing his lips to mine very forcefully. There was a possibility that I could make a run for it. I could possibly jump through the window. It would hurt like crazy, but I might be able too get away.

I jabbed my knee right in between his legs as hard as I could. I ran to the window and jumped out, feet first. I broke through the glass and staggered on the ground bellow.

I had cuts all over my body and didn't know if I was going to be able to run away, but I had to try because I needed to get away from Jacob. I ran as far and as fast as possible. There might be a way that I could out of the reservation. Jacob's house wasn't that far away from the border between Forks and the reservation.

I had determination and got past the border, but I didn't stop running, Jacob would be right behind me.

I saw car lights behind me, it was Jacob, I felt it in the pit of my stomach. Tears rolled down my face as I was running. I was starting to run out of breath.

Then there was a car in front of me. The lights were bright.

I didn't really realize it, but I was being swept off my feet by someone very cold.

This person sat me in the passengers seat of his car.

The person got in and backed up and drove quickly away. I was exhausted and in pain. There was nothing I could do to keep my eyes from closing. The only thing that I saw was a very handsome face looking into my eyes.

"I don't know what happened, I just saw her running on the side of the road, and I picked her up because she looked like she was running from something, or someone ," I was listening to the voice of an angel.

"Well, I would just like to thank you Mr. Cullen for saving my daughter from whatever she was running from," I didn't feel like opening my eyes yet, I still wanted to pretend that I was sleeping. My body felt sore all over. I didn't want to move.

"I have to get back to work, so do you think you could stay here and watch her for a while until I get off work, I don't want to leave her alone," It was the sound of my father's voice.

"Sure no problem, I would be more than happy to watch her," I loved the sound of this man's voice it was so beautiful.

I heard footsteps and then the sound of the door opening and closing. My father must have left me alone with this guy. I turned slowly so that my whole body was facing towards the living room.

I opened my eyes just partly. He was squatting in front of me, and he was pretty close. I gasped and jerked my body back away from him. I gasped in pain as well.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, I was just looking at your cuts on your face, you have so many," He whispered with his breath caressing my face.

This man was Edward Cullen. He was very attractive, I couldn't help but think that because it was the truth. We used to hang out like all the time, but ever since Jacob had

found out that I was hanging out with the Cullen's he got very upset with me and beat me even harder.

Every single day I was to lye to my father and tell him that I fell on something, or I tripped. It was starting to get old and sooner or later my father would realize that something more than accidents would be causing all these cuts and bruises.

"No it's okay, I was just surprised that you were, so close," I said with a blush spreading out across my face.

He smiled, but then his face became serious. "All these cuts on you, it looks like

you went through some glass, what happened to you?" He asked sweetly.

"I, uh went through a window, there was a pair of shoes in the way and I didn't notice them and my friend and I were playing a wrestling game and he accidentally shoved me and I tripped over the shoes and went flying through the window," I said to him hoping that it was a good enough lye.

He nodded listening to my story. "I think I should take you to my father, to look you over and make sure there isn't any real danger," Edward said to me.

"No!" I yelled in protest remembering my other cuts and scars all over my body. If a real doctor saw those then he would realize that I was being abused and he would tell my father and everyone would know and then Jacob would be even more eager to hurt me. He would hunt me down until my dying day. "I mean, I'm just fine. I don't think it's anything serious, I will tell you if I need to be looked at, I'm going to be fine," I said with doubt in my words.

"No, please let me take you to my father, you really need to be looked at," He said about to pick me up.

"Ow," I gasped in pain. He hardly touched me, but I was in a lot of pain.

"I'm so sorry Bella, I didn't mean to hurt you," He said letting go of my body. He had a look of hurt on his face that was so cute.

"It's okay, you didn't know how that I was in so much pain," I said to him. "I don't think that I could move," I explained to him.

"I really need to get you looked out, if there is something wrong with you, I don't want to wait until the last minute to know that you have internal bleeding," Edward said with a sad look on his face. He really wanted to do this for me, he really cared about my health .

"Okay, if you really feel obligated to make sure I'm fine, but how do you know what to look for?" I asked him wondering if he was an expert on this stuff.

"Bella, my father is one of the best doctor's in Forks, I'm his son. I should at least know a little bit about people's health and what to look for if they are in bad health," He said with a little smile. He paused for a moment. "Bella, I'm going to have to ask you to strip down into your bra and underwear," He said shyly looking away for a brief moment. This was something else that I was dreading. He was going to have to look over me half naked.

I glared at him like he only wanted to do this because he wanted to see me in my underwear and bra.

He caught on immediately. "Bella, I swear. I'm not like that, I really am doing this for your health, you have to believe me," he said sounding very honest.

I should have known Edward enough to know that he wasn't like that. I nodded knowing he was telling the truth and he was only doing this for my own good.

I slowly slipped off my shirt and there was a blush forming over my face. Edward looked away while I slipped my clothes off. He was clearly a gentleman. I finally got out of my pants and lay there on the couch.

"Okay, you can turn around now," I said unevenly.

He looked like he was blushing, but I really couldn't tell.

"Sorry if my hands are cold," He said warning me first. He placed his hand on my stomach. It was very cold and I jumped slightly at first. His eyes grazed over my pale flesh. He was looking at all the cuts that covered my skin.

He quickly noticed the long deep cut across my stomach. He placed two cool fingers on the cut. He ran his fingers along the straight line of the cut. I took an inhale of breath. The sensation sent shivers through my body.

"What happened to you?" He asked with a cracked voice. My heart ached that he cared so much for me.

I couldn't respond to what he had said. I just looked into his golden eyes. My lips craved the attention of his. I wanted his mouth to press against mine in a loving way . I wanted Edward to wrap his arms around my broken body and hold me tight, never letting me go. I wanted his nose to rub up against my neck comforting me.

Tears came to my eyes as I knew that was just a fantasy and it was never going to come true.

I pulled my eyes from his and gathered my clothes. There was so much pain. I could never have Edward no matter how much my heart yearned for his touch.

"Bella, where are you going, did I do something to bother you?" He asked in concern getting up off his knees. I tried to keep myself together in front of him.

"No Edward, you didn't do anything, it's not your fault, but please, if you would just leave, I can't get you involved in any of this," I cried slowly making my way up the stairs slowly being steady so I wouldn't feel anymore physical pain.

"I don't want to go, Bella, I just.." He didn't know what to say.

"Please leave," I said to him going into my room and closing my door slowly. This wasn't fair. Nothing was fair anymore. Why couldn't life be happy and wonderful, like those princesses in the fairy tales.

I went straight to bed with tear covered pillow. My body shook until I finally drifted off to sleep.

What I didn't know was that Edward had stayed in my room that night. Right by my bedside watching me sleep, making sure that whoever or whatever was doing this to me would not happen, not while he was being my protector.