"Bella! Baby, please wake up," Edward murmured frantically. "I need to see your beautiful eyes. Please, love?"
My eyelids fluttered and I looked up into Edward's pained face. Why am I on the floor? I think I have rug burn on my ass. "What happened?"
"You collapsed. Charlie called…" he whispered.
James…searing pain…crippling fear…JAMES…
My brain became foggier as I struggled to stay awake. Then, I started shaking uncontrollably. I couldn't breathe. I clutched at Edward. James is going to find me…HE'S GOING TO KILL ME! I scrambled up and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. I heaved the contents of my stomach into the toilet and curled on the floor as it flushed. I sobbed uncontrollably as I rocked on the cold bathroom floor. Edward came into the bathroom, holding a small pill bottle.
"Bella, I know you're scared," he said calmly. "Please take your meds…"
"They won't save me," I screamed. "I'm as good as dead. James is going to finish what he started." I clawed at my hair, continuing to cry. Edward put the medication on the counter and pulled me into his arms. I fought against him. I needed to get away. Keep him safe from the sadistic fucker that was James.