Little Bella

Chapter 5

"Wake up, Bella, time for you to go home," a harsh voice woke me.
"Ungh!" I snorted, wriggling under the covers in the hope of getting more sleep.
"Bella, I'm here to pick you up," the voice spoke. "I know you're awake."
Suddenly the blankets were thrown back from my face and a bright light was glaring in my eyes. I flinched and tried to pull the covers back up, but couldn't find them. I sighed sadly. Dalton was standing next to my bed, leaning against a wheelchair. A smile on his unshaved face. A huge guy was also sitting on the couch. I jumped, scared.
"Kiddo, you ready to go home?" he grinned. I flinched.
"Um..." I looked for Esme for help, but couldn't see her.
"Come on, don't be like that," Dalton glared at me, so I obediently nodded. He smiled.

The door opened and Carlisle walked in. "Time to go, Bella. Here you go."
He picked me up and put me - gently - on the wheelchair. I waved goodbye to him just as Esme and a guy with bronze hair walked in.
"Esme!" I cried, grinning gratefully. I wanted to jump up and hug her, but I couldn't.
"Bella," she smiled back.
"Bye bye Esme!" I waved at her and she smiled.
"Bye, Bella. See you at school tomorrow," she replied as Dalton wheeled me out of the room.

At home, Dalton dragged me off the wheelchair and started yelling furiously at me. "WHO WERE THEY? DID YOU TELL THEM ANYTHING?"
I cringed back against the wall. "She was m-my t-t-tea-ch-cher... I d-didn't te-tell them any-anything..."
That seemed to mollify him for a second. "Did they pick you up from school?"
I couldn't tell him the truth, so I lied. "Y-yeah."
"Good. Go to your room."

I slowly dragged myself up the stairs and collapsed in my room. I opened my bag and saw a slip of paper on it. Curiously, I picked it up and turned it over. It said:
Bella,
If you need anything, please call me. My number is 876-8850
Esme
I smiled. Then I remembered the phone I had in my clothes box when I took it to call Sarah. I crawled over to it and dug it up. Dialling Esme's number on it, I looked at the door, scared that Dalton could walk in at any moment.

It rang twice before Esme picked up.
Bella?
Esme!
Bella, have you taken your meds yet?
Um... no?
You have to take them, okay? Is Dalton bringing it to you later?
Uh, yeah.
Okay then. Bye bye.
Bye bye.
I had just put the phone down and was going to hide it again when Dalton walked into my room.
"What is that PHONE DOING IN YOUR ROOM!?!?" he bellowed.
"I just... found it here?" I said, making it sound like a question. Bad idea.
"IT SHOULDN'T BE HERE!" he screamed, picking it up and throwing it across the room. It fell apart. Then he picked me up by one arm and threw me on my mattress. I screamed.

He came up to me and punched me. And kept punching me. And kept punching until I started coughing and all I could taste was blood. He spat down on my mattress and stomped out of the room. I kept coughing. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop. I drifted off to a peaceful sleep - apart from the fact that I could still feel the pain.

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