Chapter 1 Hell

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU BEFORE?! TO NEVER GO OUT AND SHOW YOUR STINKING FACE TO ANYONE!! THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU GO OUT?!" Billy shouted in my face.

"I just went to Emily's! I wasn't breaking any of your rules! She looked like she needed help so I thought-" I started to explain but got cut off by him.

"YOU THOUGHT?! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO THINK HERE?! AND WHO THE HELL IS EMILY TO YOU?! IF SHE NEEDED HELP SHE WOULD HAVE ASKED FOR IT!!YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO ACT AS A KNOW-IT-ALL AND GO THERE,EINSTEIN!!", he paused and took a deep breath to calm himself down and started again but in a much cooler voice, harshness still intact. "Go and don't come out of your room with the exception of you dying! And don't you even for as second think that you are having dinner tonight!", and with that he moved his wheelchair out of my room slamming the door behind him.

I dropped to my knees and tried to quiet down my sobbing because I didn't want another episode of that!

I am Isabella Swan-sorry, Isabella Swan Black and this is my life. Billy is my foster dad but I never thought of him as a dad because I couldn't even imagine someone as cruel as him to be a dad or rather my dad.

Five years ago my parents-Charlie and Renee Swan-died in a brutal car crash that took my last drops of happiness away with it. Since then I have been living with Billy. Him and my father were childhood friends. When my parents died he adopted me telling me that he'll bring me up and give me a very beautiful life. Yeah right!

Billy's wife has been dead for years, he have an obnoxious 16 year old son-and oh joy my brother too!-Jacob. Seriously, that guy gives me the creeps! He has never been a brother to me let alone a younger one. He's just like Billy, cruel, filthy, disgusting, selfish, bad and what-not! Him and his pack of imbeciles insult me and call me bad names whenever I'm in their line of vision. Billy never scolded him for that. Hell, he doesn't even acknowledge it happening!

When Billy adopted me I was only 12 years old but when I turned15, he started being the "bad guy". He never lets me out the house and never even let me talk to anyone, even the guests that come not-too-often. He has cut me from the outer world and the last time I went to school was the day when my parents died. Billy says it's a waste of time and money to send me to school and that don't need it anyways. Although the school here in La Push is a charity school but he thinks getting Jacob educated is enough for all of us and that someday he will benefit Billy from this-which I highly doubt, and that I don't need to study to benefit them.

I wear Jacob's clothes but only those which are worn out. I know, ew! But what can I say, I was disgusted at first too but it's better than sack, right?! And I'm practically the maid of this house. Seriously, these two are so lazy that they can't even get a glass of water for themselves! And whenever I break his rules, I have to suffer Billy's and sometimes Jacob's physical punishments. Thank god that wasn't the case today! Phew!

Today when I was cooking dinner in the kitchen, I saw the familiar tan and scarred face of Emily Young from my kitchen window. I never got the reason behind those horrible scars on her warm and friendly face and neither did she tell me. She was having some trouble with a plant in her evergreen and beautiful garden, so I thought I should go help her. After all she has been the only nice person to me in this whole world ever since my parents died. She lives next door and the only I even know her name is because sometimes when Billy and Jacob are not home, she comes by and helps me in some things and practically tries to make my life less miserable than it already is at a excruciatingly high degree. But of course Billy doesn't know this because if he did then I would have been under a very old tombstone by now. But now I know going to her was never a good idea because when I came, Billy was home back from Harry's (his best friend) place. He saw me entering from the back door and that's when all the yelling and shouting started for me going out and interacting with any living thing. The reason for these rules is that he doesn't wanna get embarrassed by me and simply just doesn't want me to have a life.

I moved to my mattress on the floor which has been used so many times that now the springs can be seen jutting out from under it, and lied down.

Why? Why does it had to me? Why can't I have a happy and normal life like other teenagers? Why do I have to keep up with this? Isn't there any happiness for me out there? Don't I have a guardian angel?

With these thoughts and a growling stomach, I drifted off into a nightmare-filled slumber.

I woke up to my broken alarm clock ringing, reminding me of the cruel reality that is my life. I groaned and sat up. My stomach was hollow and growling like an angry lion and I swear Billy and Jacob could hear it all the way in their rooms.

After cleaning up myself, I changed into an old pair of sweats, brushed the wild crazy mess that is my hair and with a sigh walked out of the room to start yet another day of my never-ending life. Wow! I just sounded like an immortal! HA! Like vampires even exist!

I started on my breakfast, shaking my head on my crazy thoughts. Billy came in later and dropped the bomb on me.

"I have something to tell you. I wanted to tell you this last night but got sidetracked", he said in a calm voice, which is never a good sign because it always sounds like the calmness before the storm.

Oh no! He's kicking me out of the house!

"Don't get worked up, I'm not kicking you out of the house", he said judging the fearful expression on my face.

"Oh", I replied dumbly, because seriously now what was left to be feared about.

"This will be the last month of my pension", he appeared to be thinking for a moment and then continued. "So in order to feed all of us, you are doing a job. And this is not a request, it's an order."

I gulped. I had nothing to say to him after that. What could I say? That "Sorry Billy but as you can see I don't have degree so I won't get a job that good to feed all of us. I can't do job then so you have to find some other way." No way!! Just keep your mouth shut Bella and you will make it through the day unscathed....

I nodded to let him know I understood what he was telling me.

He continued, "That is why I went to Harry's last night. His wife Sue is in a business and has agreed to take you in. She runs it and is the best in it. She told me to tell you that you have to go to her tomorrow morning early and then she'll take you out. She'll tell you about it and give you a make-over or whatever it is you need. You will get a lot of money out of it and the best part...you didn't even have to search for it and you can start from the next week."

"What does she do?", I inquired. Why was he being so mysterious, I didn't understand.

"She..You have nothing to worry about. She'll take care of you and will be a little lenient too." He replied hesitantly but the authority was still there in his voice and posture. This made me even more confused. Why would Billy ever be hesitant around me? As if I said no he will have to change his mind. That never happens. And most importantly, why is he not telling me about Sue's business?

"What does she do?", I repeated but with more anger.

"Ummm... you might not be fully familiar with this type of thing but....you will manage. As I said, Sue will be there for you.", was he trying to not tell me about what I am gonna do in the future? And does he think that low of me to expect me to back down so quickly?

"What business is she in, Billy?", I asked again through clenched teeth.

"Bar dancing", he blurted out.