Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Differences Between Us Make Us Special

By Midnight Dreamer

Chapter 04: Living with the Duvall’s.

Edward and Isabella settled in with the Duvall’s easily. They started at the local school and made friends easily. The only problem they seemed to have was James. He would follow them around after school and at home. Trying to break the bond between the two, to get them to fight amongst themselves. He wanted to get Isabella alone. That was never gonna happen as long as Edward could help it. Weeks went by and all his attempts were useless. James was becoming more angry and violent to the kids at school. His parents were called in several times a week for his behavior. They didn’t understand what was happening with him. How their once sweet boy became this terroristic monster they keep hearing about. They decided it was best to send him for counseling.

(E&B)

Weeks passed and the counseling seemed to be working. At least that’s what his parents thought. Edward and Isabella knew better. Edward could hear the thoughts swirling around his head. It wasn’t looking good for them. They kept in touch with Vicky at the orphanage and kept her updated on the whole James situation. She was worried about them but there wasn’t much she could do at this point.

Edward remained vigilant. He knew it wouldn’t be long before James lashed out at someone.

It was a Friday night. James had just returned from one of his sessions with the head doctor, when it seems he had finally had enough. James busted into Isabella’s room and attacked her. Pinning her to the wall and ripping her shirt off.  James figured since Edward was deaf and they weren’t close together that he could get away with it. Well he was wrong. He was about to pull her pants down when Edward ripped him away from her. Jumping on top of James and punching him several times in the face. Hearing the commotion from downstairs Mr. Duvall comes rushing into the room and pulls Edward off of James. Asking the two boys what had gotten into them? He had yet to notice young Isabella curled in a ball sobbing in the corner. Edward raised his hand and pointed to his hysterical sister in the corner. When Mr. Duvall’s eyes meet with Isabella’s his heart broke and he yelled for his wife. She came in asking what was wrong, stopping when she took in the room. She rushed over and pulled Isabella into her arms. She scowled at her son while carrying her out of the room. Edward soon joined them in the living room where Isabella sat crying on Mrs. Duvall’s shoulder. As soon as Isabella felt Edward’s presence she flung herself at him.

“Isabella dear would you like to go to the hospital and get checked out to make sure he didn’t hurt you?”

“She is fine just stunned. He didn’t get to far Mrs Duvall.” Edward told her. She nodded and left to go get a glass of water for Isabella.

“Bella honey are you sure you’re okay?” Edward questioned his sister.

“Yes Eddie I’m fine. More shaken than anything else.”

“Okay if you’re sure. Do you wanna stay in my room tonight?”

“Yes if it’s no trouble Eddie.”

“It’s no trouble at all. Anything for you Bella.”

Mrs. Duvall entered the living room with water for Isabella.

“Mrs. Duvall is it okay if Isabella stays in my room for the night. It would make her feel safer.”

“That would be fine Edward.” she spoke slowly enough for him to read her lips.

“Thank you.”

Isabella sipped at the water she was given. When the glass was empty she set it on the table. Mrs. Duvall got up and took the glass to the kitchen.

“Eddie can we go to bed now.”

“Sure Bella”

“Mrs. Duvall, I’m gonna take Isabella up to bed now we will see you in the morning.”

Coming into the room so she could see the pair. Edward looked toward her.

“Sure thing Edward. Good-night. Sleep well Isabella.”

Edward and Isabella walked up the stairs to Edwards’s room. She curled up on his bed while he walked next door to her room and got her pajamas. Returning to his room he laid them next to her and stood outside his door while she changed. He knew when she was done and re-entered the room. He laid on the bed beside her and turned off the light. Holding her close to him as she cried herself to sleep. Edward swore he would never let any more harm come to her so long as he was around.

(E&B)

A week had passed without further incident. Isabella returned to her room. Edward would still hear her cry sometimes at night but for the most part she was doing better, or at least trying to. School was a bit easier now as they didn’t have to see James. His mom and dad had him transferred to a special school for kids like him. Those who are, for a better lack of a term, angry with the world. It wasn’t until the following weekend that Edward got worried once again. James was going to a party with his friends. Now knowing what James friends were like, this worried Edward. He may not be as old as James but he knew what happened at those parties. He worried that James will come home and attack Isabella again. So once James was gone for the night, Edward brought Isabella to stay with him in his room once again. She didn’t argue as she too was afraid of a repeat of two weeks ago. They drifted off to sleep with the door locked and all thoughts of James banished for the night.

It seemed like only minutes later that Isabella was shaking Edward awake, when indeed several hours had passed. His clock on the bedside table read 2:05 am. Edward looked questioningly at Isabella through sleep filled eyes. She held her finger to her lips and pointed toward the door. Edward listened quietly to the night through Isabella’s mind. When he heard the telltale signs of a struggle from down the hall. The Duvall’s room was in that direction. Edward spread his gift out. He could hear the thoughts of their adoptive parents he had come to know fairly well. He even looked up to them.

“Oh god. No please! Don’t do this…” Mrs. Duvall was saying over and over in her mind.

“I hope Edward and Isabella are okay.” Mr. Duvall thought.

Edward could see what was happening through his mind. James was in the room with his parents. His father had blood running down his face as he was tied to one of the sitting chairs they had in their room. Mrs. Duvall was naked and tied to the bed. James’ thoughts rung loud and clear through Edwards mind at that moment. This is what I will do to Isabella when I’m through with mommy dearest here. This is what happens when they interfere. Edward told Isabella to take the phone off the nightstand and crawl into the closet on the other side of the bed. She did as was asked as Edward took the book case that was close to his door and slid it across the carpeted floor in front of it. Then he joined Isabella in the closet. Isabella picked up the receiver and held it between them. Dialing 911 they waited for the operator to pick up.

“911 what is your emergency?”

“Our foster parents are being attacked. We need help.” Edward spoke calmly into the phone.

“Where are you at?”

“My sister and I are hiding in the closet in my room. Our foster brother is killing them.” Edward’s voice cutout toward the end.

“Can you tell me your address?”

“4321 Augustus lane”

“Alright honey I have the police and an ambulance on the way just stay on the phone with me until they get there alright.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Edward and Isabella stayed with the phone between them. Occasionally they would speak with the operator just to let her know they were still on the line. Soon Isabella’s head snapped up.

“Sirens Edward” she thought to him.

“Miss we can hear the siren’s now.”

“That’s good honey just stay with me until the officers have the situation under control.”

Just then a pounding sound came through the door.

“Edward….Isabellllaaa…” James slurred through the door. “I know you are in there, come-let me in I must have a word with you.”

“Don’t let him in children.” the operator said.

“We won’t ma’am.” Edward replied.

The operator could be heard relaying that the suspect was close to the callers and was threating them. She could finally hear the sirens through the phone. They were pulling up outside. Edward and Isabella could see the flashing lights through the small closet window.

“What have you done…You called the cops…Your dead you hear me Edward, your dead. Then I will have sweet Isabella and there is nothing you can do about it.” James yelled through the door.

Isabella curled closer to her brother then. She could hear the door downstairs bust open and the officers enter the house. Footsteps on the stairs alerted them to the officer’s right outside the door.

“Put the knife down son and your hands up where we can see them”

“Edward can you hear me…I will get Isabella for myself and there is nothing you can do to stop me…you will tell him that won’t you Isabelllaaa..” he drew out her name.

They could hear more footsteps on the stairs but still did not move from their spot.

“It is alright now kids you can come out now.” a man’s voice from the other side of the door said.

Edward stood and opened the closet door. He looked at Isabella and told her to stay put until he called for her. She nodded her head and clung to the phone. Edward moved to the door slowly. Pushing the bookcase out of the way but leaving the door locked.

“Who is out there?” Edward asked through the door.

“My name is Sargent Andrews. Is your Name Edward?”

“Yes.”

“Edward, is Isabella in there with you?”

“Yes she is in the closet on the phone with the emergency operator.”

“Can you open the door so I can see that you are both okay.”

“Can I have your badge number so I can have the operator check to make sure you’re a real cop?”

“You’re a smart boy Edward. Sure are you ready.”

“Yes.”

“My badge number is 4…7…8…Alpha…Charlie…6. Again that is 4…7…8…A…C…6.”

“Okay let me check.” Edward went back to the phone.

“Miss could you check this badge number for me. I don’t want to open the door until I’m sure it’s safe.”

“Sure Edward what is the number.”

“4…7…8…A as in Alpha…C as in Charlie…6.”

“That belongs to a Sargent Andrews. Is that who is at the door.”

“Yes ma’am thank you.”

“I will stay on until I hear from him directly.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Edward went and slowly opened the bedroom door to reveal a tall man in a uniform. He had warm brown eyes and a beard and mustache. He reminded Edward of a young Santa Clause.

“Edward I assume.” the policeman held out his hand for Edward to shake. Edward grasped it and shook it.

“That’s a strong grip you have their son.” Sargent Andrews said. “Where is your sister Edward?”

“She is in the closet over there. The operator lady would like to talk to you.” Edward pointed in the direction of his closet. He followed the officer as he walked over and opened the closet door to reveal a shaking Isabella clutching the phone to her chest.

“Are you alright sweetheart?” he asked her. Isabella looked past the officer right into Edward’s eyes.

“She is terrified sir. James has threaten to kill me and do god knows what to her. She doesn’t wish to come out of the closet.”

“It’s alright Isabella. James can’t hurt you now, he isn’t even at the house anymore. They took him down to the station. May I speak with the lady on the phone please?” Isabella handed over the phone shakily and pulled away as fast as she could so as to not touch the officer’s hand.

“This is Sargent Andrews badge number 478Alpha, Charlie, 6.”

“Thank you Sargent Andrews that is all the confirmation I needed I will leave them in your capable hands.”

“No, thank you Miss and have a pleasant evening.”

He hung up the phone. He reached a hand out toward Isabella and she shrunk back into the closet further.

“Isabella I will not hurt you. Please come out of the closet so the EMT’s can have a look at you.”

“Sir perhaps if you let me bring her out; she may feel more comfortable.” Edward said to the police officer.

“Okay young Edward I will leave her with you. Please bring her down so that the EMT’s can take a look at you both please.”

“Yes sir.” The officer took one last glance at the two siblings as he headed down the hall to the scene he wished he didn’t have to see.

The room was covered in blood. It dripped from every corner of the room. The father was strapped to the sitting room chair, his throat slit and insides sitting in his lap. The mother was spread out across the bed. The bed things that were once white were now a dark shade of crimson. How can any child do something like this? The coroner said she was raped, and sodomized. The stab count was well over fifty. Is it possible for someone so young to contain that much rage? Apparently it was. Stepping out of the room into the hallway he watched as movement caught his eye. Edward was leading Isabella out of the room and toward the stairs. Edward turned his head to the officer and with a sad nod headed down the stairs.

Once outside the EMT’s rushed to the two children separating them into two separate ambulances. Checking over every square inch of Edward the EMT deemed him fine and released him. Edward took off toward where his sister was. The EMT was asking her all kinds of questions and getting frustrated that she would not answer them. Edward walked up the ambulance and climbed inside taking hold of Isabella’s hand.

“Young man you cannot be in here.”

“I can and I will, this is my sister. I am all she has.”

The EMT was about to protest when the door flew open and Sargent Andrews was there.

“The boy is to stay with his sister.”

“Thank you” Edward said.

Sargent Andrews nodded and sat down next to Edward.

“Well if he is staying perhaps he could get her to answer my questions.” the EMT snarked.

“She can’t answer your questions she is mute.” Edward replied.

Both men looked at Edward like he had three heads.

“Son are you telling me she can’t talk.”

“Yes sir she can’t talk.”

“How does she communicate then?”

“That is why I am here. We work as team. She is the ears and I am the voice.”

“Son are you telling me you’re deaf?” Edward turned toward the officer and smiled.

“Yes sir that is exactly what I’m telling you. Oh and my sister says thank you.”

“Huh.”

“It’s a long story. Could you please answer a question for me sir?”

“Anything Edward.”

“Are the Duvall’s…um…dead?”

“Yes son I’m afraid they are. Do you have anywhere you two can go?”

“Yes sir if you could please call this number and ask for Vicky; she will give you the address to where our stuff can be sent once it is cleared to be taken.”

“You are a brilliant boy Edward. Perhaps one day you will be interested in law enforcement.”

“Already am sir.”

Sargent Andrews took the card with the orphanages number on it. Going to his cruiser he pulled out his cell and dialed. It only took two rings for someone to pick up.

“Days of Hope Orphanage Vicky speaking, how can I help you?”

“Yes Vicky; this is Sargent Andrews do you now an Edward and Isabella Masen?”

“Oh my word! What has happen? Are they alright? Where are they? Can I speak with them?”

“Miss, please slow down. They kids are fine. Isabella is in a state of shock and is being seen by an EMT, Edward is fine and is ordering the EMT’s around like he knows what he is doing better than they do.”

This caused Vicky to laugh loudly over the phone. Of course Edward would be looking out for Isabella. He also probably did know more than the basic EMT does.

“That sounds like Edward. I wouldn’t be surprised if he could do their job better then they are. He has a natural love of knowledge and could probably go into any field of study he wishes when he is old enough.”

“I see. So I am to assume that they will be returning to you at the orphanage then?”

“Yes Sargent. Their room is ready and waiting for them.”

“You sound as if you were expecting something like this to happen.”

“You have yet to tell me what has happen; but seeing as they are in an ambulance I suspect it isn’t good. Going by that alone I would say that they would be returning to us. Edward had his suspicions before they even left here and asked that I keep their rooms available. He did not trust that James boy.”

“He was right to do so. Are you aware of the situation with James?”

“Only what Edward has said to me. We keep in touch. Those two children are well loved here. Mrs. Tanner the owner was sad to see them leave.”

“Then I will be happy to bring them home as soon as they are cleared to leave.”

“Thank you kindly Sargent. I hope to meet you soon. If Edward has confided in you, you must be trust worthy. Please have their belongings packed and shipped to us as soon as possible. If they are not needed in whatever is going on there.”

“I will personally pack them myself.”

“Thank you again Sargent. Send the kids my love and I will see them soon.”

The conversation ended with the click of the phone. Sargent Andrews was starting to wonder if there was more to the two children than meets the eye. He watched them interact through the windshield of his car. Edward looked up from Isabella and straight into his eyes. Then Isabella mimicked the action. Soon he was locked in the icy blue gaze of both the Masen children. Edward smiled at him and nodded. What was going on? Stepping out of his cruiser he walked over to the EMT and asked if they were clear to leave. He nodded his head at the officer. Turning toward Edward and Isabella the EMT held out his hand. Edward high fived the man and Isabella placed her hand in his. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her hand.

“You both take care now you hear.”

“Yes Derrick we will.”

“If you ever need anything you have my number, call anytime. Day or night.”

“We will” Edward said for them both. It was almost creepy the hold they would have over people.

Turning toward the Sargent, Edward smiled again.

“Time to go home?”

“Yes Edward time to go home. Miss Vicky is waiting for you.”

“Good, Come along Isabella, it’s time to go home.”