EDITED 29/06/16. I have combined chapter one and two because I think it flows better. I have also added more to both chapters and made some minor changes, such as Bella's child's name, but not a lot. You don't have to read this story over again, but I would as I believe it flows better. This is unbeta'd. Also, this will be sorter because I have combined chapters together, I have no idea how long they will be.

I have no rights to the Twilight Saga, that belongs to SM.

Chapter 1-

Bella slowly peels open her eyes and looks in the mirror. Staring, hardly blinking, she removes her clothes a piece at a time before tracing each and every surface of her body from her head to her toes. Disgusted, she turns away and steps into the running shower behind her. How did she get into this mess? 2 years ago, she was happy. Living in a cottage in the countryside of England with her mother, father and little brother. They were the typical nuclear family and were the envy of all the neighbours. Now, she's living in a crumbling old house with a broken shower that either burns your body or freezes it with an abusive boyfriend that one of these days, will kill her.

She looks down and sees the scars of the night that took her parents away from her and thrust her into the arms of James, the imperfections on her imperfect body. 25% of her body will be forever marked and there is nothing anyone can do about it. Then there's her weight. She was never a small girl, always a bit on the chubby side, but after that night, food became her best friend and a way to escape. That and books. Then she moved to America with him and it got worse, especially after the baby. He never wanted her but she will do anything to protect her. She loves her and will die for her. Kill for her! But not herself. She knows she needs to get away to protect her baby. Tonight, after James falls asleep, she will run away.

"Get out of that shower now you fat bitch! I know you have a lot to clean but it's my water, I pay for it. And shut that brat up or I will!"

She shuts the water off right away and grabs her towel off of the towel rack and runs out the bathroom to Charlie's room. It has bland white walls with thin, thread bare carpeting and a leaking radiator on one wall. The windows face out towards the back of the house, looking down on the overgrown garden with rusting play equipment left behind by the previous owners. James is there with a pillow hovering over her and turns his head towards the doorway with a sadistic smirk on his face. He moves the pillow away from her face and walks out the room. As soon as he leaves, she runs across the room to the cot and picks up her perfect 2 month old baby girl and clutches her protectively to her chest.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Come on baby, it's okay. Let's get you changed, clean and back to bed."

Walking over to the old wooden table in the corner of the room which is used as a changing table, Bella places Charlie down where she changes her nappy and places her back in her cot. It is flimsy, made of odd bits of wood Bella found around the house, in the back garden and on her way to and from the supermarket; one of the only places she's allowed out to on her own. Watching her baby sleep, she thinks back to the conversations she used to have with her mother.

"You will make such a good mother one day. The day you find out that you're pregnant will be the best day of your life; well, until you hold your precious baby in your arms for the first time. You will look at that baby and all of your priorities will change. Everything you do will be for your child. Every decision, every movement, every thought will be centred around them and you won't even know it. And it's the best feeling in the world."

Renee was right about two things. The first time she held Charlie in her arms was the day her whole life changed and she started to feel the need to fight back. Every thought, feeling and decision centres around her daughter. But the day she found out she was pregnant was the worst day of her life and she knew it would change forever. It was never an option for her to abort her baby, even though it was dangerous. It was probably the most selfish decision she has ever made, but she wanted to feel unconditional love again.

When James found out, he beat her so hard she was hospitalised. He tried to make her lose it, he pushed her down the stairs, beat her with a baseball bat, kicked her stomach and burned her with an iron. Charlie was strong though and she held on which only proves she was meant to be. Maybe it was Renee looking after her own baby girl from beyond the grave, but one things for sure, she is one strong child.

"Bella! Bella you fat bitch where are you? You better not be stuffing your face! Get your jiggly arse here right now!"

Breaking out of her reverie, Bella takes one more look at her baby girl before turning towards James' room. It's painted a pale blue with wooden flooring and a window facing the street; the glow from the lamppost below shining into the room. He doesn't let her sleep with him in his four poster super king bed with dark blue cotton sheets, she has a mattress in the basement. She used to live in Charlie's room but she gave it up so her daughter would have somewhere warm to sleep and it's not big enough for the two of them.

"About fucking time, did that walk across the hallway exhaust you? Bless."

"Sorry James, I needed to change her nappy and get her to sleep."

"You didn't ask my permission to use another diaper. I buy them and you use them? It's all about respect!"

On the word respect, he ripped the towel from her body and smirked.

"The bruises are getting harder to see due to your flab, but the added flab means I have more room to mark. I won't stop until you're completely black and blue. Then I shall fuck you until I cum and then go to sleep. Oh, and you will need to crawl down to the basement like the pig you are you worthless piece of scum. Understood?"

She stood there and said nothing. He slapped her across the face.

"I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" He screamed in her face, spit flying out and landing all over her.

"Y…yes." She whimpered.

James grabs hold of her hair and slams her head into the wall, shocking her so she doesn't register the knee coming for her stomach until it makes contact and she doubles over in pain. He pushes her down to the floor and proceeds to kick her all over her body. He makes multiple strikes against her spine and chest, careful to avoid her head so she stays conscious enough to scream out at the pain. After a while he stops and looks down at the broken body beneath him and laughs.

"Pathetic" James scoffs before spitting on her and standing on Bella's hand, hearing a crunch and another scream coming from her. "Whoops." He laughs.

He reaches down and grabs her by her hair before pulling her up onto the bed and climbing on top of her. He slaps her around the face and leans down to lick the side of her face.

10 minutes later, she is left on the floor broken and lost after being pushed off when he was done. James is snoring and she is desperately trying to hold back her tears. She's learned over the last two years that the more she shows weakness and pain, the longer the torture continues. Sitting up slowly and wincing at the pain, she looks behind her at James' sleeping form, he didn't even stay awake long enough to see her crawl towards the basement, something he usually takes great joy in. She stands up and makes her way downstairs towards the basement and to the box on the floor with her clothes in it before slowly getting dressed and making her way towards Charlie's room. Bella wraps her in a blanket and carefully picks her up so she doesn't wake and quietly makes her way down the stairs and out of the house.

Running down the street, she makes her way down many alleyways and streets so it would be harder for James to find them both. James wakes, pulls o his boxers and walks down to the basement, wanting to see the forming bruises on Bella's skin but finds she isn't there. He runs up to Charlie's room but he finds that empty as well.

"That little bitch! She will regret this decision." He screams into the darkness of the empty house.

Running back into his room, he pulls on Jeans and a t-shirt and runs down the stairs and out of the front door which Bella has left wide open. James gets into his car and starts to roam the streets looking for Bella.

A man walks around the corner of a building and sees a girl limping along by herself clutching something to her chest, head darting around everywhere as if looking for something or someone.

She's a heavy girl but attractive. He thinks.

He walks over to a tree, leaning on it and watches her, wondering what such a young girl is doing out in the streets by herself so late at night. James spots her walking along a seemingly empty street and drives slowly up behind her, oblivious to the audience. She turns and sees him before breaking out in a run, adrenalin coursing through her body making her forget about her injuries.

"Bella you little bitch, get back here. No one needs to see your flab jiggling about." He screams at her as he gets out of his car and follows her.

He catches up to her quickly and kicks her in the back before punching her in the back of the head. The whole time she is clutching her baby to her chest protecting her. She falls to the floor, twisting so she doesn't fall on Charlie. She hits her head on the floor and passes out. Charlie wakes up crying. The man at the tree starts to run towards the trio.

James smirks and picks up Charlie by her arm and holds her out in front of him. James laughs and shakes her a bit while she screams in pain. Edward reaches James just as he starts to shake the baby and is sick with disgust.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Edward shouts at the man.

He turns slowly and answers, "Destroying what should have never been in the first place."

Edward pulls out a gun and points it at James.

"Put the baby back into the girls arms gently and step away or I will shoot you."

James laughs. Edward just looks at him with a calm look on his face and cocks the gun.

"A…a…alright then, there's no need to shoot."

James stutters as he places Charlie down back in Bella's arms.

"Now walk away." Edward tells him, a threat in his voice.

James turns and runs down the road to his car and Edward looks at the number plate, committing it to memory. He will deal with him later. Edward picks up his phone.

"I'm done, and I have a guest. She needs medical help."

A car comes flying around the corner and two girls jump out. They walk over to Bella and the baby. The short pixie sized girl picks up Charlie and the tall, blonde girl and Edward pick up Bella and they put her in the back of the car. The short pixie sized girl gets in the back with Bella, holding Charlie while Edward and Rose get in the front of the car and speeds off to their house.

Bella opens her eyes and looks around the room. Not recognising it, she worries that James has found her and had locked her away somewhere while he's torturing her baby girl. Sitting up suddenly ready to run for the door, she sees a woman with mid length brunette hair that sits in a very traditional style and vintage looking clothing while still flowing through to the 21st century.

It reminds me of the silent movie era of the 1920's. Bella thinks.

Seeing that the girl is awake, the woman turns around. She has a soft face but pronounced features, including kind eyes and a gentle smile.

"Hello dear, my name is Esme."

"Where's my baby." Bella shouts at her.

"She's in the other room with my two daughters, asleep. She's perfectly fine, I promise."

"I want to see her, I need to see my baby." Bella continues to shout, not believing the woman in front of her.

"Okay dear." Esme says kindly, not taking offense, before popping her head around the door frame and calling through to the other room.

"Alice, Rose, can you bring in the baby please."

Five seconds later, a couple of girls walk into the room, a tall blonde girl holding Charlie. Bella puts her arms out to hold Charlie and the blonde girl hands her to her. Bella holds her to her chest, showering her baby girl with kisses, she thinks about what could have happened. She remembers James beating her, running away with Charlie, James finding her and beating her even more before it all goes black. She then looks down at Charlie and sees that she's in new clothes and is cleaner, like she's been washed. James would only let her bath Charlie once every two weeks. Bella tears up and passes Charlie back to the blonde who had passed her to Bella.

"Can you put her back to bed, please? Thank you for looking after my little girl. I love you Ness."

The tall girl and the short girl walk out of the room without saying a word and Esme closes the door.

"Those are my two daughters, Rose, the blonde, and Alice, the brunette. They're smitten with your baby girl. What's her name?" Esme asks her softly.

"Charlotte. Well, Charlie" Bella answers with a smile.

"She's named after my dad, his name was Charles Phillip Swan but everyone called him Charlie."

"That's lovely dear."

Esme says with a smile.

"Do you-" Esme starts, about to ask Bella a question, but it gets cut off by a little boy shouting,

"Mom, Jasper's bullying me again."

Esme looks at Bella with an apologetic expression on her face.

"Sorry dear, I have to go and brake up a fight between my family otherwise all hell will break loose."

Bella smiles weakly. "That's okay."

Esme smiles at Bella again before turning around and walking out of the room, pulling the door closed behind her. Bella looks around the room and finds a piece of paper and a pen. She knows that Charlie is better off in the care of this family. They are all so caring and even though Bella doesn't know how she got here, she knows they will care for her baby girl better than she can. She takes another look around the room. It's painted a deep red with gold skirting boards and deep brown doors and door frames. The curtains are brown with gold swirls and the floor is made of light brown wood. The room is furnished with expensive items so she knows they have money.

What can I give her other than love? She thinks.

Bella lowers her head, looking at the paper and writes.

I'm sorry. I don't know your last name and I don't even know where I am, but I know I can trust you. It's just a feeling that I have. You seem like a lovely woman Esme, so kind and caring. Your whole family does, well the family I've seen, and I'm sure they're a credit to you. You must think I'm so stupid and weak. You've changed me so you must have seen the bruises and the scars. I was involved in a tragedy back in England two years ago and then was involved in an abusive relationship right after. I thought that he was kind so when he took me away from England to America, I didn't bat an eyelid. I had no family, they all perished in the fire and he was the only one I had. I thought he loved me, but then he started beating me and made me believe it was my fault. It was my fault. I'm so fat it's repulsive. Then when I found out I was pregnant with Charlie, I cried. Not happy tears like my mum told me they would be, but heart wrenching sobs that wracked your whole body and made you breathless because I knew what he would do to her.

I did the most selfish thing I have ever done. I kept her.

I know I shouldn't have, but I did because I just wanted someone to love me unconditionally again. Just like my family had before. Then he found out. James beat me so hard to try to make me lose her, but she hung on. She's a fighter and I love her more than life itself.

That's why I can't keep her now. Not while the threat of James is still there. I can offer her nothing. I have no place to stay. No money. No family. No clothes. No food or water. I have nothing. Nothing but LOVE. You have money, food, water, shelter, clothes, family and love.

I am leaving my baby girl in your care. Her full name is Charlotte Marie Swan. Her birth isn't registered yet, so you can name her whatever you want. James doesn't know her name so he won't find her. I will leave and won't come back, she's yours now. Tell her I love her and will think of her always. Or not, you might not want her to know she's not biologically yours. I don't know. But know this.

I LOVE THAT GIRL WITH EVERYTHING I AM AND WILL THINK OF HER ALWAYS.

Look after my baby.

Isabella Marie Swan.

Bella gets up and puts the note on the cupboard that Esme was standing at when Bella woke up, and looks around the room for a way to escape without using the front door. She knows that it's too risky to use the door because she doesn't know her way around the house and she may run into someone who wants to stop her. She sees a window and quietly makes her way over to it. She opens it and looks down, first floor. She hoists her leg over the ledge and moves so she's sat on it, then she jumps down and lands in a crouch, wincing at the pain it causes her entire body. Standing up straight, she walks across the immaculately pruned garden to the overly elaborate driveway and onto the street. She walks down the pathway and off into the night.

Esme calms down the argument between her daughter, grandson and future son- in- law. Turns out, Jasper wouldn't let him have another cookie, but he had just eaten 3. Then he called for Rose who was about to shout at Jacob and Jasper because she told them both before dinner no cookies. Esme diffuses the situation and walks back to the room she just left. When she enters, she notices that it's empty, the window is open and the curtains are blowing from to breeze coming in through the window and that there is a note on the cupboard. She walks over to the window and closes it before making her way to the note and begins to read before dropping it and running out of the room. She tells Alice to stay with Charlie and Jacob, and all of the others to help look for Isabella.

They all get in their cars and comb the streets looking for Bella. Esme and Edward both see her at the same time from opposite directions. They drive up and get to her at the same time. Bella drops to the floor and curls up into a ball, cradling her head when she sees the cars thinking that James is back to hurt her.

"Isabella. Isabella dear, it's me. Esme."

Bella looks up. "E…Esme?"

Esme walks closer to Bella with a blanket in her hands.

"Yes. Esme. Dear, can I wrap you in this blanket, please? Just to keep you warm."

Bella nods her head, just now realising how cold she is and starts shivering violently. Esme walks up to her and wraps the blanket around Bella's shoulders while Edward calls the others and tells them that they've found her. Esme wraps her arms around Bella and starts to gently rock her.

"Isabella dear, why do you think you have nothing to offer your baby girl. All a child needs is love and everything else will work itself out. You do have a place to stay. You can stay with us."

"Bella. My name is Bella." Bella sobs out.

Esme smiles at her.

"Bella, I like it."

I hope you liked it. Please review, it helps me work faster. ~ Megan xxx