A/N: Even though this is a short chapter it took me quite a while to write this. I really had to think of Bella's story. However, all is not said, there is still more coming.
I can feel Edward stiffen against me.
"What… How… Bella?" Edward stutters.
I fold my hands and rest them on my lap and close my eyes tight. "My mom is, er, was always a free spirit. At least that's what my dad told me, but she is also very smart. My parents were together but they both knew as soon as the summer after high school ended so would they. My mom was accepted to Yale and she wanted so bad to get out of this small town.
Dad knew he couldn't keep her, even though he loved her so much. She was destined for bigger things. Then around Christmas she found out she was pregnant with me. My dad said she took it really hard. She said her life was over. She lost her scholarship to Yale and her parents basically disowned her. She lost it all; and Charlie trying to be all noble asked her to marry him. I guess she really didn't have anything left, so she married him.
Charlie was obviously ecstatic but he could tell mom wasn't. I think she started hitting me when I was five. I didn't want to go to preschool and she was yanking my arm so hard and told her to stop hurting me. Then she snapped. She turned with her other hand slapped me right across the face…"
I take a deep breath. Edward's shirt is soaked with my tears. "I'm sorry," I mumble, not just meaning the shirt. I shouldn't burden him with my troubles.
Edward shakes his head and pulls me against him again. He kisses my forehead, and then reaches behind us to grab a box of tissues. I blow my nose and wipe my tears away using many tissues.
"Go on, continue," Edward hugs me.
I lay my head back against his chest and continue. "She apologized right after she hit me. She took me home and put ice on it. I think she was more afraid of what Charlie would do instead of worrying about me. She told me that we had to tell dad that I fell because dad would be mad at her if we told him what really happened. So I did.
Then on Thanksgiving I got my best dress all muddy playing outside. It was a big day because mom's parents were finally coming to see me. They had never seen me or my mom since the pregnancy announcement. I remember my mom yelling at me as she dragged me upstairs to change my clothes. She pinched my side so hard it left a huge bruise. She never apologized; she just pushed me down the stairs just in time for her parents to show up.
I think it clicked in her that if she could hit me where no one could see then it wouldn't be a problem. Little things would set her off. If I didn't get an A on my tests or if I didn't clean the house right; she would hit me. She'd do anything she could to hurt me. She'd pinch me, slap me, once she even lit a match and burned me with it.
It went on since I was twelve. Then she had a few too many beers and I guess she forgot herself. She hit me in the face, punched me. She was screaming at me; telling me how I had ruined her life. She told me if I hadn't been born she wouldn't be stuck here. Charlie got home early that day. He saw the whole thing. The next thing I know they were divorced, she was in jail, and we were telling everyone that she had left him…"
I choke out another sob. "The sad thing is that I thought it was normal! I thought all moms and dads hit their kids the same way! She made me believe that! I thought Angela and Jessica were all getting beat when they were at home! It took me so long in therapy to realize it was wrong. She told me this is how all children who are bad are punished. She told me that it's against the rules to talk about it. So I believed her. I mean she was my mom, I had no reason not to believe her."
I can feel Edward's tears drop against my bear shoulder. My tank top is already wet from my own tears.
Edward forces my head up. I finally look at him. His eyes are red and puffy. He shouldn't be crying, not for me.
"Bella, I will never leave you and I will never do anything like that. I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. I'm so ashamed of my behavior. I'm so so sorry, love." Edward hiccups and continues to cry.
I wrap my arms around his neck and burry my head in his neck. "I forgive you. I will always forgive you, Edward."
"You shouldn't have to," He whispered.
I just wrap my arms around him tighter.
I'm not sure how long we both sat there but we both pull apart when I hear Charlie clear his throat.
Edward gently places me on the couch again. Edward kisses my cheek and whispers that he'll text me later. He says a quick good-bye to Charlie and rushes out the door. Charlie looks to me with a questioning glance. I give him a forced smile.
I use up the rest of the tissues left in the box. I feel the couch drip signaling Charlie's presence.
"What just happened?" He asks.
I hesitate. I don't want to hurt his feelings but I think I'd hurt him more if I lie. "I… uh, told Edward about Mom."
Charlie frowns, "About how she left?"
"No, what really happened with mom. I'm so sorry, dad but I couldn't lie to him." I start crying again.
He doesn't say anything for a while but wraps his arms around me. "I'm glad you finally told someone."
I pull back from him. "Really?"
"Yeah," he smiles. "You needed someone else to know. It looks like Edward is going to be in your life for a long time so I think it's only right that he knows."
"Thanks dad," I hug him again.
After our little family moment I went back to my homework. Not too long after I started I get a text from Edward.
Are you okay? Sorry for running out. Didn't want your dad to see me cry. –E
I snort; Edward is trying to protect his manhood.
Yeah, I told Charlie I told you. He was actually happy. –B
Really? Good. I'm honored that you told me. I love you, Bella. –E
I love you too. I need to finish my homework and get into bed. Night. –B
Night, love. –E
A whole week has past and the rest of Jessica's friends were coming back today.
I feel two strong arms wrap around me as I put my books away in my locker.
"How's your day been going?" Edward's breath tickles my neck.
"Edward, school hasn't even started!" I laugh.
Edward chuckles and leans against the locker next to mine, looking at me. "Alright, how was your morning?"
"Not so bad. At least I don't have the crutches anymore. I can't wait to get this whole thing off." Carlisle put me in a walking boot yesterday since my toe is completely healed. He told me the whole thing should be off by Thanksgiving.
Edward smiles and comes closer. "I want to come over today. I have a few things I want to talk about."
I panic. "Oh?"
Edward sees my concern, "Its nothing bad Bella." He smirks, "I'm actually kind of excited."
This confuses me even more. "Oh, okay. Charlie won't be home until dinner time. Do you want to stay?"
Edward pulls out his iPhone, "I'm texting Esme right now."
I smile but it falls from my face as soon as I hear the clack of heels heading my way.
Edward hears them too he grabs my hand and tries to pull me away, "Let's go, Bella."
I pull my hand away from his. "I'm tired of running, Edward. If they start harassing me I'll report them."
Edward doesn't say anything but stands by me.
"Bella?" Lauren comes up to me along with all the other girls who held me down.
"Yes?" My voice is strong daring her to do something.
She shifts her weight from side to side. She looks guilty. "We just wanted to say that we're sorry. Jessica made us do all those things. The only reason why any of us were her friends was because she had dirt on us. And now that she's moving away I guess we don't have to worry about it… We're really sorry, Bella. Jessica was, is crazy. I think you should really watch out for her. She even had a voodoo doll of you and Edward."
After Lauren finishes I just stare at the group. "She had dirt on you all?" I ask.
Tanya nods and steps forward. "She made us do some crazy things in middle school and she's got it all on tape or she has pictures. She really did blackmail us into being her friend."
I nod. I knew Jessica was slightly off but never crazy. "I forgive you."
All five one by one hug me. Edward has a smile on his as he watches.
The rest of the day goes by smoothly. Edward and I whisper and pass notes during bio. And he sits by me in gym class. He drives us to my house in silence.
We're sitting on my bed/couch.
"So I have two things I want to talk about. First, where are you planning on going to school next year?"
I raise my eyebrows. "I'll probably go to udub. Why?"
Edward smiles brightly. "I just got accepted there."
My eyes widen in surprise. "Oh my gosh!" I launch myself at him. "That's great!" Edward grins and nods while hugging me back. "So what's the other thing?"
Edward pulls back and takes a deep breath. "Bella, I was thinking with your boot coming off during Thanksgiving… I was…" Edward stops talking. This is the first time I've actually seen him blush!
"What is it?" I ask.
He stares at our hands, "I got a package today."
I'm still confused.
"Something that we ordered a while back. And I was wondering if perhaps we could use it soon."
Edward is blushing like nobody's business. He's face is literally as red as a tomato.
And then it hits me.
The only package that we ordered a while back.
Edward has my vibrator. And he wants to use it…