"Stupid lying scumbag!" Bella mumbled as she threw another punch at her punching bag. It had been almost a year since Edward had left Bella in the middle of the woods and she still resented him every single day. She had taken to boxing to try and relieve all the angry she had accumulated due to the disappearance of her so called "family". God did Bella hate that word, they didn't know the meaning of the word, how dare they use it on her.
Bella had isolated herself completely from her friends and Charlie. She would go to school, come home and try and work out her aggression for hours on the punching bag. She had built up steel walls around her heart. She wouldn't be hurt again.
"Bells, I picked up dinner on my way home." Charlie yelled into the garage to her.
"Yea, I'll be done in a minute." She called, throwing one more hard punch at the bag, leaving it swinging back and forth on the hook.
Grabbing a towel she made her way into the kitchen, following the smell of pizza and fries. "God dad this smells delicious"
"Well I figured you wouldn't have started dinner yet. I actually have to go back into work tonight. Will you be okay here on your own?" Charlie asked.
"Dad I'll be fine, go the fine people of Forks need." Bella declared.
Bella cleaned up the plates as her dad hoped back into the cruiser making his way back to the police department.
Bella let her mind wonder as she let the warm water fill into the skin. She thought of golden eyes and sparkling skin. She could feel herself heat up getting more and more angry with the Cullen's. Bella couldn't stand it anymore whatever aggression she had let out on the punching bag had come running back to her. She left the dishes in the sink, she would do them later. Grabbing her ipod and running shoes she went out for a jog maybe the cool air would clear her head of the images of perfection.
She turned at the end of her street running full speed and just kept going. A half an hour later she had reached the edge of town. She was tired and sweaty but the images had subsided. It would be a long run back home and it was already so late. Bella turned on her heel decided she had better start back when a swift punch to her stomach caused her to double over in pain.
A man who looked to be maybe thirty had come out of the parked car Bella had seen maybe a half a mile back. He was fit and twice her size. He laughed as she got up, "hey there little girl, I need a little pick me up and I think you'll do."
Bella was disgusted. After everything that had happened to her she would not let this man win. She swung her fist aimed at his jaw but he was smart and side stepped. Bella threw frantic punches she would not let this man rape her but it was no use the man caught her fist and laughed. Bella closed her eyes and stopped struggling she gave into her fate. The man started tugging at Bella's clothing and she resisted the urge to throw up. How could she have let this happen?
In the darkness an ear shattering growl erupted. Bella didn't open her eyes either way she would die and she had accepted that fact. The man's hands were off of her in a flash. Bella opened her eyes just a crack to see what was happening. She came eye to eye with bright red eyes and blonde curls.
Bella screamed, it seemed like the only logical thing to do. A hand clamped over her mouth. "Isabella calm down, I won't hurt you."
Bella's faced scrunched and she stopped screaming. He moved his hand away from her mouth. Bella uttered one simple word, "Jasper" and fell into the deep nothingness of her mind.