Summary- A card to the wrong person, might actually be a good thing. Isabella Swan, 26, receives a card in the mail from a person she doesn't know, but she opens it anyway. Who is the man, and his daughter, that she finds she is attracted to?

Isabella's POV

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and my head shot up.

"Bella. Go home. I can watch the shop for the rest of the night." Angela said.

"Angie, I can't let you do that." I said.

"Bella. You've been here since eight a.m. It's six thirty. The shop closes at eight, I will be okay." Angie said.

I sighed and stood up from my desk.

"Fine, but I'm not letting you do this ever again." I said waving my finger at her.

I knew I didn't mean it, it isn't the first time that she has closed for me, ugh.

I left the store yawning, ready to go to bed.

When I got home, I noticed my little sister's car was not in the driveway.

Looking down at my watch, I noticed it took me thirty minutes to take a five minute right home. It's 7:00 p.m.

I went to the mail box and grabbed the mail, looking through to see if I saw anything that was important, except for bills.

A Christmas card, from a person I don't know.

I tore open the envelope and saw a card with a very attractive man, and what I could guess, is his daughter.

'Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Love, Edward and Charlotte.'

His name is Edward.

I looked at the address and noticed it was someone right here in Forks, and I am surprised that I haven't heard of him before.

Maybe he works out of town.

I shrugged my shoulders, and put it back in the envelope, walking into the house.

When I came into the house, there was my little sister sobbing on the couch.

I dropped everything and rushed over to her.

"Leah. Leah. What's wrong?" I said, crouching down next to her.

She continued to cry, and I gave her a hug, and she hugged me back. Still crying.

When she pulled her face out of my shoulder, I gasped.

Her face was covered in bruises.

"Leah…what happened?" I asked.

"Sam.." she whimpered.

"Leah. How long…how long has Sam been doing this?" I asked.

She shook her head crying.

"Leah, tell me. I have to protect you. I promised mom and dad." I said.

I wiped her tears, and she winced.

"He's…he's been doing it for…a year. He threatened to kill you, if I told you! I couldn't let that happen, you're all I have left." She cried.

"Leah…did he…did he, rape you?" I asked.

I didn't want to know the answer, but I knew I would have to know when I took her to the hospital.

She didn't answer, but the look she gave me, gave me the answer.

"Leah, we have to go to the hospital." I said.

"No! Bella please, no. His dad works there…please, Bella." She pleaded.

"And, does his dad know?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"More reason to go. Leah. I can't let him continue to hurt you. What do you think mom and dad would say? Dad wouldn't even be here anymore, he would be hunting down the guy who hurt his baby." I said.

The tears in her eyes really told the story.

Our parents died when she was 12, and I was 19. I didn't want her ever going to her godparents, so I had taken over custody of her until she was 18.

They were on their way home from date night, when a drunk driver hit them head on.

Our mom had just found out she was pregnant.

"Okay." Leah said.

She stood up, wincing again.

We slowly walked to my car, and I helped her into the seat, also helping her put on her seatbelt.

I shut the door, and ran over to the driver's side, once I had my seat belt on, I backed out of the driveway and was on my way to the hospital, as fast as I could go…before I got pulled over.

When he came up to my window, he knew who we were.

"Bella. Leah! How have you girls been?" Billy asked.

"Billy. We need to get to the hospital.." I said.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Leah." I said.

She turned to me, and Billy gasped.

"Oh my darling'! What happened?" he asked.

"Sam….he's been abusing Leah." I said.

"Oh me. Your poor girl. Let me escort you ladies myself," he said.

With a police escort, we made it to the hospital in record time.

I rushed over to the ER, and I ran in.

Everyone was staring at me.

"I need a doctor! It's my sister!" I said.

Nurses and doctors rushed out behind me to the side my sister is on.

They carefully put her on the stretcher, she winched.

Nurses needed information.

"What's her name, honey?" she asked.

"Leah Swan," I said.

"Why is she here?" she asked.

"Her boyfriend has been abusing her severely," I said.

"Can you tell me if he assaulted her?" she asked.

"Yes." I said.

Then I saw someone I knew…well I don't know him, but I recognized him.

His name is Edward.

I got his card in the mail today….

I think there might be a reason that I got that card in the mail, and we had to come here….to see him.

"Miss Swan!" the nurse said snapping her fingers in my face.

"Oh. I'm so sorry, I must have spaced out." I said.

"It's alright. I wanted to tell you they are sending your sister into x-ray. They think her ribs might be broken, and her leg broke also." She said.

"But she walked fine when we left." I said.

"But she told us you carried her most of the way, and it hurt her a lot." She said.

I put my head in my hands.

All I want to do is scream.

"We will inform you of what happens." She said.

"Thank you." I said.

~Two hours later~

I sat there with my head in my hands for two hours.

I am so impatient.

"Ms. Swan?"

I jumped up to see the doctor from the card.

"Yes? Please tell me she is okay." I said.

"She's fine, but its going to be a long recovery. Your sister has 4 broken ribs, her leg is broken, there is a large swelling in both of her eyes. She's not going to be able to see for a while, and she's going to have to stay here for a couple weeks," he said.

I burst into tears. My poor, poor sister.

"You can go see her now. She is room 376." He said.

"Thank you." I said.

I ran up to her room, and when I got there, there she was….in her bed with her leg up and her chest wrapped, and her eyes shut.

"Leah."

"Bella….is that you?" she asked.

I went over to her bed, and sat down next to her taking my hand into hers.

"Bella, whats wrong with me? I can't see." She whimpered

"4 ribs are broken, eyes swelling, your leg is broken." I said.

She cried.

"You will be okay, Leah. I promise you." I said.

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