Broken

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Edward opened the car, as I prepared myself to be lifted into the wheelchair. I groaned involutarily, as the pain of my broken leg and hip screamed through me. Even though I was so high I barely knew what was going on, I still felt pain. I couldn't imagen how many pain killers I'd have to be on to not feel it. Then again, was it really possible to break both hips, you left leg, and 4 ribs and not feel any pain? I guess not.

"Hello Mrs. Webber." I heard Edward say and looked up. Angela's mother stood before us. Her faced aged considerably from the last time I'd seen her.

"Hello, Edward." She said before looking down at me. "How is she?"

"My father said she'll make a full recovery. Right now she's on some medicine so she's not totally responsive"

I'm right here I thought. But was I really? I didn't trust myself enough to speak.

"Well we're glad to see you both here. I assume you're doing well to?"

"Very. I thought I had lost her, to be honest." His voice sounded grim.

"And you wounds? They're healing well?"

"Yes. Aside from scaring I'll be fine. I'd say I got out lucky."

What about Angela? How had she gotten out? I thought, still unable to will myself to speak. It was like being mute, trapped in my own thought but never able to really say them.

"Good. Good. Well if Bella is able to stay, and I understand if she's not, we're having a private memorial for her after the funeral. Strictly for close friends and family. I've been told Jessica, Eric, and Mike are coming."

"I'll let you know. I'll call father and see if she has enough medicine with her to stay." He said looking down at me. Our eyes meeting for a brief moment. His held pure pain. I knew even in my haze he wanted to cry but never could.

"Alright. Let us know." She smiled weakly before walking away, back to her husband. I groaned silently seeing Eric, Mike, and Jessica all file through the doors together. Of course Jessica was sobbing, Mike and Eric both having to hold her up, to keep her walking.

I didn't want to talk to them. Or hear how sorry they were for what happened. Cause what they thought they were sorry for was a lie. Though, I couldn't tell them what had really happened without ruining the Cullen's lives or being commited for insanity.

Then again, being commited didn't sound terrible right now.

"Bella!" Jessice shrieked and wrapped her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder. I must have made a noise cause Edward tapped her on the shoulder. "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't think."

"You're fine" I managed to mutter despite the pain coursing through me. It amazed me how the slightest things hurt me now. Edward looked supriced I'd spoke. I didn't blame him though, I was slightly shocked myself.

"So did they find who did it?" Mike spoke up, looking at Edward.

"Not that I know of. But Charlie is on the case" He nodded.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Can I see the scar?" Mike said sounding alittle to excited. I rolled my eyes. What were we a traveling circus? Edward didn't have a scar. He couldn't. Not a real one anyway.
Edward unbottoned the first of his shirt a few bottons and pulled it to the side. I felt my chest compressing

The sound of Edward's seering flesh rang out in my ears. I put my hands on the sides of my hands, and closed my eyes as tightly as I could. But with the darkness of my mind came the visions of crackling fire in the Chaney's fireplace. James' sickening grin as he watched in amusment at Edward's pain. My chest ached from how tight he held me to him.

When I opened my eyes Edward and the others were around me. Staring at me, all with concern in their eyes.

"Are you okay?" Edward whisper reaching out to stroke my head. I flinched back, and wiped tears from my eyes.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I choaked.

"You don't look very fine." Mike spoke up looking me up and down.

"I'm fine!" I shouted. I hadn't meant to yell at him. I was just tired and sick of all of this. I was here
for Angela, not to be stared at like a street show.

"I think I'd better get her settled in for the service." Edward said quickly, before pushing me into the room where Angela's casket was. He parked me at a back row that was short than the others, before taking a seat in the pew next to me.

"I'm sorry, Edward" I said softly. I did feel guilty for being so angry, but I couldn't stop it.

"I understand." He said kissing my forehead. I forced myself not to back away.

"Why?" I said blankly. He understood me though. In that way no one else ever would.

"I don't know, honestly. I ask myself every day but for a different reason." I could see the honesty in
his eyes. He was sorry for this. For me. For Angela. For Ben. For Jake. And for everyone else effected by these horrible tragties.

His cellphone buzzed, pulling us from our hypnotic trace. He looked down reading the text then back up at me.

"Carlisle said it's time for your medicine" He said pulling a bottle from his pocket.

"I really don't want to." I with a groan. I was starting to resurface from my haze.

"I'm sorry baby. You have to." He whispered and stood to go get some water. I felt an abnormal chill wash over me as I sat alone, staring at Angela's coffin.

I want you to look at me Bella. I was to see you break.

I swallowed hard looking around, trying to find something to focus on so I didn't fall back into the nightmares that threatened to consume me.

My own screams filled my ears.

Music to my ear The sinster voice in my head laughed. I started to sob. I knew James was dead, but I couldn't shake the visions of his cruel smile as he took the last innocent part of me.

"Bella" Edward said ripping me from the zombie-like trance. The rims of his eyes were a furious red, and swelled as if he'd been crying.

"Can we leave please? I can't do this." I sobbed into his chest. I assumed Mrs.Weber heard me as she walked over to us, attempting to smile.

"You've been through so much Isabella. We all understand" She said stroking my shoulder.

"Thank you Mrs.Weber." I whispered. Without saying anything to to anyone Edward wheeled me out onto the lawn of the funeral home, then pulled the car around, putting me in and taking me back to the Cullen's.
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Sorry this took me SO long guys. I have been out of town, sick, and I'm about to start a new job so it's been majorly hectic.

Kimberly1983- Well I've read so many stories where she's just so forgiving of his really rediculus behavior, so I thought I'd mix it up alittle.

Gaps of Misery- Well you are my only REALLY loyal reader. And I'm so sorry at most to you for keeping you waiting. Heh :(