Chapter 8
BPOV
Summer of 1997 (age 5)
"Mommy," I yawned. "That tickles." I giggled, as my mom continued her tickling torture on my stomach. It was a Friday morning, and all I wanted to do was sleep. My mother apparently was not having it.
"Wake up my sweet girl." she smiled kissing my forehead.
"I don't wanna." I moaned, burying my face deeper into my pillow. I was not a morning person and she knew it.
"Not a chance sweetie. Don't you want to see Emmett and Jasper? The two of them and the others are downstairs." my mom said, as I jumped up, nearly tumbling off the side of my bed. I missed my brothers Emmett and Jasper. Emmett was in his third year of college along with Rosalie. Jasper was in his first year of college along with Alice and Edward. I didn't get to see them too often, so when the chance came when they did visit, I was ecstatic.
"Yay!" I screeched, as I headed towards the door but my mom halted my movements.
"Nope. You know the rules; brush your teeth and then you can go downstairs." she said to me gesturing to the bathroom, as I pouted at her. After brushing my teeth, I all but ran down the stairs where my mom was plating breakfast. They all sat at the table talking except my daddy and Edward. The first person I saw was Emmett.
"Emmy!" I screeched, running at him as he opened his arms to me.
"Hey Squishy." he smiled kissing my forehead.
"How's my favorite sister?" he smiled at me his blue eyes twinkling.
"I'm your only sister silly." I grinned.
"Aw, you're no fun. You're supposed to say: How's my favorite brother?" he pouted.
"Hey! Bella knows I am her favorite brother." Jasper said across the table. I didn't even notice him there.
"Jazzy!" I beamed, jumping off Emmett's lap into his. He ruffled my hair, as I kissed his cheek.
"Hey Bella. How's it going?" he asked me.
"Okay. Mommy and Daddy won't buy me my Barbie dream house." I pouted. "All the girls in my kindergarten class have one and I don't. I've been begging for two months now and still nothing." I rambled quickly. They all laughed at me.
"Hey that's not funny. This is a serious matter. Barbie and Ken are homeless." I said, as I heard footsteps enter the room.
"Well I guess we'll just have to fix that then." Edward said, as he and my dad entered the room with a large gift-wrapped box. The box was bigger than I had ever seen. I looked at them curiously, as they settled it down by my feet. It was taller than I was and I looked on astonished.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Edward asked me, as he sat down beside my father at the table. I walked towards it timidly, before cautiously ripping off the wrapping paper. I couldn't read that many words yet, but I understood the words Barbie and Dream House.
"Ahhhhhh!" I squealed, as I began jumping up and down in a very Alice fashion.
"My Barbie Dream House! Thank you, thank you, and thank you." I smiled kissing and hugging everyone's faces. I eagerly wanted to begin playing and tried but my mom stopped me.
"Bella, no playing until after you've eaten your breakfast." she said.
"But I want to play." I grimaced.
"I said no." she sternly.
"Mommy!" I pouted.
"Isabella Marie Swan, I said no! Now sit." she said not even raising her voice. She just had the voice that put fear in you if you didn't do as you were told.
"Humph!" I huffed, as angry tears welled in my eyes. They didn't have enough seats at the table when they were home so I usually settled for sitting in someone's lap. I was still mad that my mommy wouldn't let me play, so I went to the one person who would usually console me. I raised my arms towards Edward and he happily settled me onto his lap. I laid my head against his chest as he ran his hands through my shoulder length curls. My mom settled a plate in front of me with my pancakes cut up into small pieces. I didn't want to eat. I was still angry.
"Please eat Bells." my dad said, and I glared at him.
"No!" I huffed.
"So stubborn. I swear she gets it from your mother." he said shaking his head earning a smack on the head from her.
"Geesh. I'm sorry." he said although he had a smile on his face.
"How about this Bella?" Rose smiled at me. "If you eat your breakfast we'll all play Barbie with you." she said and I perked up.
"Really? We'll play fashion show too?" I asked, as she nodded her head at me. I instantly dug into my breakfast, but was interrupted by Emmett.
"What do you mean we? I am a manly man, and manly men don't play with dolls." he huffed, puffing out his chest.
"Well this manly man will for his baby sister kapeesh?" she glared at him, causing me to laugh. I loved how Rosie would put Emmett in line. How my big 6'5 brother cowered down to her, I would never know.
"Fine, but I get to be Ken." he pouted, as we all broke out in fits of laughter.
I love my family and their friends.
"Bella, Bella. Can you open your eyes for me sweetie?" I heard a soothing voice ask. My head felt like it was on fire. I was having the most strange dream. I was a little girl eating breakfast with my family. I instantly recognized my parents but for some strange reason the Cullens were acting as my family. It seemed so vivid and true, but I knew it was wrong all wrong.
"Come on sweetie. Open your eyes." The soothing voice asked once more as my eyes began to flutter.
"She's coming to." a high pitch voice said, as I opened my eyes and instantly closed them.
"Turn down the lights Em, they're too bright." a velvety voice said. My eyes fluttered once more before I carefully opened my eyes looking up into those of eight concerned faces.
"Where am I?" I mumbled.
"You're at our home sweetie. You took a mighty hard tumble." Esme cooed, as I instantly shot up regretting it instantly.
"Whoa, head rush." I said flopping back down. I felt like I had a major hangover, and I had never consumed alcohol a day in my life.
"Why am I here?" I asked a little disorientated. They all became silent and it instantly came all rushing back to me.
"No.!" I breathed, shaking my head. As Esme took a step forward towards me.
"No!" I said louder tears falling freely from my eyes, as she embraced me. I started fighting her hold.
"No! I killed her, I killed her." I cried, as Alice and Rosalie walked over trying to help Esme halt my struggling.
"No dear, you didn't kill anyone. It was an accident." She cooed rocking me.
"Mmm…my fault," I sobbed. "I told her to drop dead. I didn't mean it, I swear I didn't." I sobbed my tears soaking the front of their shirt. The realization that she was gone was hitting me like a ton of bricks, what really hit was just the fact that she was gone. Everyone left me. Whether or not if it was through death or simply leaving, no one wanted to be around me.
"No one wants me," I cried. "They all leave, my family, Jolie, everyone." I sobbed, my breaths coming out uneven. Through my blurry tears, I could see that Jasper had his head in his hands as Edward, Emmett and Carlisle looked on with pained expressions.
"Breathe Bella." Rose said rubbing my back soothingly. I began breathing normally until I came to another realization. I was 17, Jolie was my guardian. I would have to go back. Small rooms, little food, rarely cleaned clothes. My breathing started quickening as I gasper for breaths of air.
"She's panicking." I heard Alice say.
"Breathe Bella, breathe." I heard Edward say to me, but it wasn't happening. I couldn't breathe; every thing was getting hazy as I struggled once more in their grasp.
"Carlisle, you're going to have to sedate her. She's going into a severe panic attack." I couldn't understand who was talking; everything was still a blur as I gasped for air. I felt a small pinch in my leg, as the wooziness continued, until everything began fading.
I welcomed darkness once more.
APOV
I'm sitting on the couch, playing with tendrils of Jasper's hair when a vision hits me. All I can see is Bella dropping down to her knees before she faints, knocking her head against the floor as two policemen look on startled. Before my vision is even finished, Edward is in front of me while Jasper holds my hand concerned.
"Alice, what's wrong?" Jasper asks me.
"Bella." I whisper as everyone piles into the living room.
"What's wrong Alice?" Carlisle asks me.
"You need to go." I say as I jump up.
"What, why? What's going on?" Emmett asks.
"I don't know too many of the details since it kind of blurry, I just know that Carlisle, Edward and I need to go to Bella's right now." I say sternly as three of us all headed out the door without an explanation. We all pile into Carlisle's Mercedes as he sped over to her place where we see two police cars parked. We make it right as Bella drops to ground. Edward is out of the car in flash, lucky that the dark sky hid how fast he sped out of the car. The two police officers looked on startled as Edward cradles Bella in his arms protectively.
"What happened?" Carlisle asks the two of them.
"Who are you?" he asks. "Are you family?" one of them asks.
"Yes we are." I quickly chirp in, which isn't a complete lie.
"Well we were informed to tell a Miss Isabella Swan that her friend Jolie Mitchell was killed in a car accident along with a male passenger. Their car crashed into a tree and were exploded on impact.
"Oh my god." I breathed. If I could cry real tears, they would be streaming down my face right now.
"Poor Bella." I breathed.
"Are you was sure it was them? Carlisle asked.
"Well we aren't too sure. The car was burnt very badly, and the bodies were un-recognizable. They were burnt to ashes. All we managed to recover was her identification and a charred picture of her and the young lady." One of the police officers said sadly. I looked over to their shoulder to see Edward rocking Bella back and forth in his arms.
"I think we're going to take over now." Carlisle said.
"Are you sure? She looks like she took a mighty hard tumble. She might want to get checked out." one of them said.
"No worries. I am a doctor. I work down at the hospital." he said with a bit of pride.
"Well I'm leaving her to you then. When she awakes she might want to head of to the police station for a report." he said gruffly backing away.
"Will do. Thank you officer." Carlisle said as the two men nodded their heads before leaving. Carlisle walked over to Bella and began prodding her head for any injuries.
"Seems like just a bit of a bump. Why don't we move her to our house. I don't want to leave her alone." Carlisle said.
"Good idea." I answered. I watched on as Edward carefully stood up barley jostling her as he carried her to the car laying her body onto his lap her head nestled in the crook of his neck. If Bella weren't unconscious, it would have been one of the most sweetest things I've ever seen. It wasn't long before we arrived back at the house were Esme, stood worried pacing back and forth with a concerned look upon her face. When Edward steppe out of the car Esme nearly plowed down Carlisle and I as she stood by Bella caressing her face.
"What happened?" She asked.
"I tell you more inside." I answered as we headed into the living room, where Jasper, Rose, and Emmett looked on worriedly. Edward carefully settled Bella onto the couch. From what I calculated she was going to awake in approximately 5 minutes.
"Now will you tell us what's going on?" Emmett said sternly, his usual grin and dimples absent form his face.
"Well remember Bella's friend Jolie?" I asked, and they all nodded their heads."Feisty red head." Emmett gestured.
"Yeah, well she was killed last night in an automobile accident." I said as Esme let out an unnecessary breath.
"The poor dear." she said rubbing a few strands of hair from her face.
"I know. Bella's been through so much in her life. I just wish I could take all her pain away, and give it to myself just to end her agony. Although she's unconscious, you can't imagine how I'm feeling right now. Sadness, regret, loneliness. God Al, everything that's been given to her has been taken away from her. Why can't she just get a break?" Jasper said with his head in his hands. I wrapped my arms around him as he snuggled his head onto my shoulder. We all heard a faint ruffle sound as we looked over to see Bella fidgeting on the couch. Esme began rubbing her shoulder trying to get her to awake. She continued moving about until she started fluttering her eyes open before closing them. Edward then made Emmett turn down the lights, as Bella carefully opened her eyes. She was a bit disoriented at first but then it all came crashing down on her. Esme immediately grabbed her as she started struggling in her grasp sobbing.
Rose and I immediately wrapped her in our arms as she repeatedly called herself a murderer. That she had killed her friend, which we all knew, was untrue. It broke all of our hearts to see our sweet Bella, look so broken once more. Esme looked on with glistening eyes; eyes that would never shed the tears she desperately wanted to release as she mourned for Bella. She already considered her like a daughter as she considered us as her kids. She rocked her back in forth in her arms whispering reassuring words of comfort. Bella soon began hyperventilating and although Edward tried to calm her down as he always did, Bella was still struggling. I had a vision that Bella's heart was going to go into overdrive from lack of oxygen and the only way we could stop it was by sedating her. As much as I hated drugs it was all we had to calm down. She soon stop struggling as she once again became a dead weight in our arms. Edward once again carefully gathered her in his arms as he headed up the stairs and placed her into his room. We all had bed in all the rooms for representational purposes, so using his room was no problem. We all listened to her even breathing as Edward reluctantly came down the stairs and sat down beside me. I rubbed his arm soothingly. He was no different then the rest of us when it came to seeing Bella in agony. Sometimes I think he had suffered it more then she had. He never liked seeing her in so much agony. Jasper sat motionless, his head still in his hands as I wrapped my arms once more around him. We all sat there in silence listening to Bella's even breathing. I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what everyone was thinking.
How do you help someone that is already broken?
BPOV
Summer of 1997 (age 5)
"Mommy," I yawned. "That tickles." I giggled, as my mom continued her tickling torture on my stomach. It was a Friday morning, and all I wanted to do was sleep. My mother apparently was not having it.
"Wake up my sweet girl." she smiled kissing my forehead.
"I don't wanna." I moaned, burying my face deeper into my pillow. I was not a morning person and she knew it.
"Not a chance sweetie. Don't you want to see Emmett and Jasper? The two of them and the others are downstairs." my mom said, as I jumped up, nearly tumbling off the side of my bed. I missed my brothers Emmett and Jasper. Emmett was in his third year of college along with Rosalie. Jasper was in his first year of college along with Alice and Edward. I didn't get to see them too often, so when the chance came when they did visit, I was ecstatic.
"Yay!" I screeched, as I headed towards the door but my mom halted my movements.
"Nope. You know the rules; brush your teeth and then you can go downstairs." she said to me gesturing to the bathroom, as I pouted at her. After brushing my teeth, I all but ran down the stairs where my mom was plating breakfast. They all sat at the table talking except my daddy and Edward. The first person I saw was Emmett.
"Emmy!" I screeched, running at him as he opened his arms to me.
"Hey Squishy." he smiled kissing my forehead.
"How's my favorite sister?" he smiled at me his blue eyes twinkling.
"I'm your only sister silly." I grinned.
"Aw, you're no fun. You're supposed to say: How's my favorite brother?" he pouted.
"Hey! Bella knows I am her favorite brother." Jasper said across the table. I didn't even notice him there.
"Jazzy!" I beamed, jumping off Emmett's lap into his. He ruffled my hair, as I kissed his cheek.
"Hey Bella. How's it going?" he asked me.
"Okay. Mommy and Daddy won't buy me my Barbie dream house." I pouted. "All the girls in my kindergarten class have one and I don't. I've been begging for two months now and still nothing." I rambled quickly. They all laughed at me.
"Hey that's not funny. This is a serious matter. Barbie and Ken are homeless." I said, as I heard footsteps enter the room.
"Well I guess we'll just have to fix that then." Edward said, as he and my dad entered the room with a large gift-wrapped box. The box was bigger than I had ever seen. I looked at them curiously, as they settled it down by my feet. It was taller than I was and I looked on astonished.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Edward asked me, as he sat down beside my father at the table. I walked towards it timidly, before cautiously ripping off the wrapping paper. I couldn't read that many words yet, but I understood the words Barbie and Dream House.
"Ahhhhhh!" I squealed, as I began jumping up and down in a very Alice fashion.
"My Barbie Dream House! Thank you, thank you, and thank you." I smiled kissing and hugging everyone's faces. I eagerly wanted to begin playing and tried but my mom stopped me.
"Bella, no playing until after you've eaten your breakfast." she said.
"But I want to play." I grimaced.
"I said no." she sternly.
"Mommy!" I pouted.
"Isabella Marie Swan, I said no! Now sit." she said not even raising her voice. She just had the voice that put fear in you if you didn't do as you were told.
"Humph!" I huffed, as angry tears welled in my eyes. They didn't have enough seats at the table when they were home so I usually settled for sitting in someone's lap. I was still mad that my mommy wouldn't let me play, so I went to the one person who would usually console me. I raised my arms towards Edward and he happily settled me onto his lap. I laid my head against his chest as he ran his hands through my shoulder length curls. My mom settled a plate in front of me with my pancakes cut up into small pieces. I didn't want to eat. I was still angry.
"Please eat Bells." my dad said, and I glared at him.
"No!" I huffed.
"So stubborn. I swear she gets it from your mother." he said shaking his head earning a smack on the head from her.
"Geesh. I'm sorry." he said although he had a smile on his face.
"How about this Bella?" Rose smiled at me. "If you eat your breakfast we'll all play Barbie with you." she said and I perked up.
"Really? We'll play fashion show too?" I asked, as she nodded her head at me. I instantly dug into my breakfast, but was interrupted by Emmett.
"What do you mean we? I am a manly man, and manly men don't play with dolls." he huffed, puffing out his chest.
"Well this manly man will for his baby sister kapeesh?" she glared at him, causing me to laugh. I loved how Rosie would put Emmett in line. How my big 6'5 brother cowered down to her, I would never know.
"Fine, but I get to be Ken." he pouted, as we all broke out in fits of laughter.
I love my family and their friends.
"Bella, Bella. Can you open your eyes for me sweetie?" I heard a soothing voice ask. My head felt like it was on fire. I was having the most strange dream. I was a little girl eating breakfast with my family. I instantly recognized my parents but for some strange reason the Cullens were acting as my family. It seemed so vivid and true, but I knew it was wrong all wrong.
"Come on sweetie. Open your eyes." The soothing voice asked once more as my eyes began to flutter.
"She's coming to." a high pitch voice said, as I opened my eyes and instantly closed them.
"Turn down the lights Em, they're too bright." a velvety voice said. My eyes fluttered once more before I carefully opened my eyes looking up into those of eight concerned faces.
"Where am I?" I mumbled.
"You're at our home sweetie. You took a mighty hard tumble." Esme cooed, as I instantly shot up regretting it instantly.
"Whoa, head rush." I said flopping back down. I felt like I had a major hangover, and I had never consumed alcohol a day in my life.
"Why am I here?" I asked a little disorientated. They all became silent and it instantly came all rushing back to me.
"No.!" I breathed, shaking my head. As Esme took a step forward towards me.
"No!" I said louder tears falling freely from my eyes, as she embraced me. I started fighting her hold.
"No! I killed her, I killed her." I cried, as Alice and Rosalie walked over trying to help Esme halt my struggling.
"No dear, you didn't kill anyone. It was an accident." She cooed rocking me.
"Mmm…my fault," I sobbed. "I told her to drop dead. I didn't mean it, I swear I didn't." I sobbed my tears soaking the front of their shirt. The realization that she was gone was hitting me like a ton of bricks, what really hit was just the fact that she was gone. Everyone left me. Whether or not if it was through death or simply leaving, no one wanted to be around me.
"No one wants me," I cried. "They all leave, my family, Jolie, everyone." I sobbed, my breaths coming out uneven. Through my blurry tears, I could see that Jasper had his head in his hands as Edward, Emmett and Carlisle looked on with pained expressions.
"Breathe Bella." Rose said rubbing my back soothingly. I began breathing normally until I came to another realization. I was 17, Jolie was my guardian. I would have to go back. Small rooms, little food, rarely cleaned clothes. My breathing started quickening as I gasper for breaths of air.
"She's panicking." I heard Alice say.
"Breathe Bella, breathe." I heard Edward say to me, but it wasn't happening. I couldn't breathe; every thing was getting hazy as I struggled once more in their grasp.
"Carlisle, you're going to have to sedate her. She's going into a severe panic attack." I couldn't understand who was talking; everything was still a blur as I gasped for air. I felt a small pinch in my leg, as the wooziness continued, until everything began fading.
I welcomed darkness once more.
APOV
I'm sitting on the couch, playing with tendrils of Jasper's hair when a vision hits me. All I can see is Bella dropping down to her knees before she faints, knocking her head against the floor as two policemen look on startled. Before my vision is even finished, Edward is in front of me while Jasper holds my hand concerned.
"Alice, what's wrong?" Jasper asks me.
"Bella." I whisper as everyone piles into the living room.
"What's wrong Alice?" Carlisle asks me.
"You need to go." I say as I jump up.
"What, why? What's going on?" Emmett asks.
"I don't know too many of the details since it kind of blurry, I just know that Carlisle, Edward and I need to go to Bella's right now." I say sternly as three of us all headed out the door without an explanation. We all pile into Carlisle's Mercedes as he sped over to her place where we see two police cars parked. We make it right as Bella drops to ground. Edward is out of the car in flash, lucky that the dark sky hid how fast he sped out of the car. The two police officers looked on startled as Edward cradles Bella in his arms protectively.
"What happened?" Carlisle asks the two of them.
"Who are you?" he asks. "Are you family?" one of them asks.
"Yes we are." I quickly chirp in, which isn't a complete lie.
"Well we were informed to tell a Miss Isabella Swan that her friend Jolie Mitchell was killed in a car accident along with a male passenger. Their car crashed into a tree and were exploded on impact.
"Oh my god." I breathed. If I could cry real tears, they would be streaming down my face right now.
"Poor Bella." I breathed.
"Are you was sure it was them? Carlisle asked.
"Well we aren't too sure. The car was burnt very badly, and the bodies were un-recognizable. They were burnt to ashes. All we managed to recover was her identification and a charred picture of her and the young lady." One of the police officers said sadly. I looked over to their shoulder to see Edward rocking Bella back and forth in his arms.
"I think we're going to take over now." Carlisle said.
"Are you sure? She looks like she took a mighty hard tumble. She might want to get checked out." one of them said.
"No worries. I am a doctor. I work down at the hospital." he said with a bit of pride.
"Well I'm leaving her to you then. When she awakes she might want to head of to the police station for a report." he said gruffly backing away.
"Will do. Thank you officer." Carlisle said as the two men nodded their heads before leaving. Carlisle walked over to Bella and began prodding her head for any injuries.
"Seems like just a bit of a bump. Why don't we move her to our house. I don't want to leave her alone." Carlisle said.
"Good idea." I answered. I watched on as Edward carefully stood up barley jostling her as he carried her to the car laying her body onto his lap her head nestled in the crook of his neck. If Bella weren't unconscious, it would have been one of the most sweetest things I've ever seen. It wasn't long before we arrived back at the house were Esme, stood worried pacing back and forth with a concerned look upon her face. When Edward steppe out of the car Esme nearly plowed down Carlisle and I as she stood by Bella caressing her face.
"What happened?" She asked.
"I tell you more inside." I answered as we headed into the living room, where Jasper, Rose, and Emmett looked on worriedly. Edward carefully settled Bella onto the couch. From what I calculated she was going to awake in approximately 5 minutes.
"Now will you tell us what's going on?" Emmett said sternly, his usual grin and dimples absent form his face.
"Well remember Bella's friend Jolie?" I asked, and they all nodded their heads."Feisty red head." Emmett gestured.
"Yeah, well she was killed last night in an automobile accident." I said as Esme let out an unnecessary breath.
"The poor dear." she said rubbing a few strands of hair from her face.
"I know. Bella's been through so much in her life. I just wish I could take all her pain away, and give it to myself just to end her agony. Although she's unconscious, you can't imagine how I'm feeling right now. Sadness, regret, loneliness. God Al, everything that's been given to her has been taken away from her. Why can't she just get a break?" Jasper said with his head in his hands. I wrapped my arms around him as he snuggled his head onto my shoulder. We all heard a faint ruffle sound as we looked over to see Bella fidgeting on the couch. Esme began rubbing her shoulder trying to get her to awake. She continued moving about until she started fluttering her eyes open before closing them. Edward then made Emmett turn down the lights, as Bella carefully opened her eyes. She was a bit disoriented at first but then it all came crashing down on her. Esme immediately grabbed her as she started struggling in her grasp sobbing.
Rose and I immediately wrapped her in our arms as she repeatedly called herself a murderer. That she had killed her friend, which we all knew, was untrue. It broke all of our hearts to see our sweet Bella, look so broken once more. Esme looked on with glistening eyes; eyes that would never shed the tears she desperately wanted to release as she mourned for Bella. She already considered her like a daughter as she considered us as her kids. She rocked her back in forth in her arms whispering reassuring words of comfort. Bella soon began hyperventilating and although Edward tried to calm her down as he always did, Bella was still struggling. I had a vision that Bella's heart was going to go into overdrive from lack of oxygen and the only way we could stop it was by sedating her. As much as I hated drugs it was all we had to calm down. She soon stop struggling as she once again became a dead weight in our arms. Edward once again carefully gathered her in his arms as he headed up the stairs and placed her into his room. We all had bed in all the rooms for representational purposes, so using his room was no problem. We all listened to her even breathing as Edward reluctantly came down the stairs and sat down beside me. I rubbed his arm soothingly. He was no different then the rest of us when it came to seeing Bella in agony. Sometimes I think he had suffered it more then she had. He never liked seeing her in so much agony. Jasper sat motionless, his head still in his hands as I wrapped my arms once more around him. We all sat there in silence listening to Bella's even breathing. I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what everyone was thinking.
How do you help someone that is already broken?
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