Why me?

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It was around 3am when the world came back to me. I don't know how or why I lived. From the looks of our pillows I shouldn't have. I could hear the TV playing in the living room. He had planned to just let me die in our bed. It's not like anyone would have noticed.

Without a sound I stepped out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. When I saw the shining blade on the counter my mind was made up. Nothing anyone could have said or done could have changed it. I laughed to myself, so this was why he refused to let me in there. He knew what I would want. Then something inside me, something instinctual, took over. All I cared about was self-preservation.

I slipped into the living room. He was stretched out in his easy chair asleep. I laughed at his complete obliviousness to my thoughts.

"Honey" I tapped him on the should to wake him. He started to open his eyes. Immediate furry falling over his face.

"What the hell have I told you about waking me up, whore" He sat up, swinging his hand at my face. But instead of just taking it like I always did, this time I stopped him. My hand on his wrist. He looked shocked, at first unsure of how to react. It was the split second of hesitation I needed. Before my mind had caught up with my body the knife was plunged into his chest.

"God damn, whore. What the fuck is this?!" He shouted putting his hands around the wound. I pulled the knife and and plunged it back in. Over. And over. And over. And over.
He was long dead before I was done, but my mind was engulfed by all the things he'd done to me. All the things

I'd be subjected to at his hand. Then I thought of Charlie. He'd be the one to question me. He's be the one to take me in. He'd be the one who'd put me away.

Once again, I'd let the selfish side of me win. I picked up the phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Dad?" I asked frailly as he answered the phone.

"What is it, Bella?" I could he the deeply embded worry in his voice that he tried to hide with seriousness.

"Dad, I need you." I said hoping he'd understand without me having to say.

"Are you okay?"

"No. Dad please just come." Before I could say anything else the phone went dead, and 20 minutes later he was there.

"Bella, what happened?!" He asked seeing the blood all over my hands. I'd managed to put clothes on before he got there, but it never crossed my mind to clean off my hands.

"I killed him" I said bluntly holding out my shaking hands.

"No. Bella, no. You couldn't have killed him" Charlie said in disbelief. I let him slip past me and see the blood heap that was not James's body. He stood holding a straight face looking at him.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I repeated now sobbing.

"It was self-defense." He said turning around looking at me.

"No. He was asleep. I couldn't take it anymore! I just couldn't take what he was doing!"

"No. Tell me exactly what happened." He said with a stern look. "Tell me every single detail of the night"

"He.. He invited some friends over. And" I grimaced.

"I need to know everything Bella" He said anxiously. I knew he didn't want to know as much as I didn't want to tell.

"He let them take. After they were done, he tried to make me do things. I told him no. So he told them to leave and took me the the bedroom. He threw me on the bed causing me to hit my head on the headboard. We sort of had a fight but I passed out from bleeding. He just left me there. When I woke up he was asleep. I was so tired of everything he'd done to me. I couldn't convince myself otherwise."

We sat in silence for awhile, Charlie lost deep in thought.

"No matter what. This. Was. Self. Defense." He said each word slow and deliberate, making sure his point was made. I nodded in understand and be pulled out his cell phone.

"Yes, officer. This is Chief Swan. I need a car to-" My mind began to swim as it all started. I went to the our house phone and dialed another familiar number.

"Hello, Cullen residence. Edward speaking." He velvety voice melted my heart.

"Edward I'm so sorry. I didn't meant to hurt you. But if I hadn't let you go he would have only hurt you worse and I couldn't live with that" I spoke frantically trying to get it all in before the police arrived and pulled me away. "But that's over now. I love you, Edward. And I'm so sorry I ever let you think otherwise. But. But now you're safe. James won't ever hurt another person again"

I was sobbing, waiting on edge for his words. But he said nothing. I realized he'd hung up the phone. My heart ached as I hung the phone up and sat down on the couch, waiting for my escort to arrive.

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For the next several months I was in and out of the system. Being passed from place to place. Forks buzzed with talk of murder, and I was the universal suspect. With each person who ask I told them I was protecting myself. That he would have killed me.

The only people that never talked to me were the Cullen's. I didn't see them in school, I didn't see them in town. I didn't even see Carlisle at the hospital till the day my exam came.

"Dr.Cullen" I said surprised as he appeared from behind the curtain.

"Isabella" He smiled warmly. Oh how I missed them all.

"How have you been?" I asked

"Just fine. Lay back please" He smiled "Now, I need you to open your gown Ms.Swan."

"How is Edward?" I asked directly laying back, looking at the ceiling.

"He's just fine. We thought homeschooling would be best for him and the others."

"You know I did this for him. Right, Carlisle?"

"Yes, Bella. We know what happened." He stopped pressing around on me and stepped back looking at my face "You didn't tell him anything. You disappeared from our house in the middle of the night, for us to find out you were living with him days later"

Guilt washed over my body before he started to push at my body. He pressed lightly at my ribs causing me to flinch away.

"I'm sorry." I gasped in pain "I just. I couldn't let him hurt Edward anymore. I went through this for him!"

"Calm down. We'll have to do a repeat exam if you don't cooperate." He said softly, taking the camera from the table and taking a few pictures.

"He was threatening to kill him. You don't know James like I do. He was much more than just threats."

"Open your legs, please. I have to do a vaginal exam." He said a little bit of awkwardness playing on his face.
I swallowed the large lump in my throat and opened up my thighs as I had a million times before. We didn't say much after that. Just made noises and wrote things down. After he was done he took a few pictures.

"I'm going to request you have an ultrasound and a more detailed exam." He said plainly.

"Well, Isabella." He said softly. I closed my eyes, feeling the lump rising. "You're pregnant."
My heart stopped as I stared at him. My mind unable to process his words.

"Pr-pr-pregnant? But how?" I been sure that with all the beatings and the stress that even if I had got pregnant I wouldn't have been able to carry it.

"I don't know. With the shape your bodies in it's a modern marvel." He said and then disappeared behind the curtain. I started to sob loudly as I pulled the gown back over me. I heard the curtain moving again and looked up. It was Edward.

"I'm sorry Bella. I really really am. I just. I didn't know. The only thing he thought about when I was around was sex. With you. Almost like he knew what I could do" He said as he walked over to my bedside. He went to stroke me cheek of a tried to back away "What did he do to you?" He asked

"But what about the night I called?" I asked avoiding his last question.

"I just couldn't talk to you." His breathing stopped for a moment and looked back at the curtain. "Carlisle said we can leave. He already talked to Charlie."

I stood up and pulled my cloths from the bag by the bed. Edward turned to give my privacy. I turned as well and felt his eyes on my back. Looking at each scar, bruise and gash that had never healed.Once my bra and panties were on I turned back to him. His eyes darted to the small pudge at my waistline. I had thought nothing of it till this moment. Embarrassed I blushed furiously and pulled my shirt on.

"I'm- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" He started. I shook my head.

"I would look too." I said putting my pants on and throwing the gown in a small bedside trashcan.
We stepped out into the office and signed some papers. Both our dad's standing in the hall talking to one another.

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Several more months passed. My trail was held. I was found not guilty due to self defense. The wound on my head helping a great deal. I gave birth to the baby that summer and gave her to a very loving family. I knew even then no matter how much I loved her I'd always see James in her.

The family sends me updates every few months, though she has no idea I exist. It's been 2 years now and I'm preparing for my wedding and graduation.

Edward proposed in the same place we met. The high school cafeteria. It was the single most embarrassing thing I'd ever endured. But it was also the sweetest.
I love him with everything in me. I'd do it all again, if it meant spending forever with him.

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