OH MY GOSH!!!! I thought of a new story so I thought I'd see what you guys think of it!! :) AANNNNNDDD i couldnt t hink of a title so it will work
I don't own any of the characters…sad, right?
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"Where the hell have you been?" James said, moving so close that his breath was in my face. He grabbed me by the front of my dress, yanking me even closer to him, the fabric bunching in his first "I have been waiting for you for an hour."
"Bella" I said quickly, gasping "Bella invited me to La Push, I tried to call you-"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" he screamed, and the pushed me away from hi, hard, so that I fell back against the door. I felt myself tumbling backward, losing balance even before I hit the pavement, my elbows grinding as I tried to catch myself. My face still stung, my dress bunched up at my chest, and then he was suddenly standing over me.
"Get up" he said, and behind me I could hear the party, Edward playing the piano "Get up!"
"James" I said as I struggled to my feet "please-"
"Get up!" he yelled, and grabbed me by the arm, yanking me toward him. I tried to duck my head, to turn away, but he was too fast. I saw his fist coming and it hit me right over my right eye, sending a flurry of colors across my vision. I slid down, out of his grasp, onto the grass.
I lifted my head and he was standing over me. I knew I should get up before someone saw us but somehow I couldn't move.
"Goddammit, Alice" he said, glancing at the house, then back at me "Get up right now."
I tried to roll away from him onto my side, but everything hurt all at once: my face, my fingers, and the back of my head, my eye, my arms, and my skin. Each place he'd ever struck me, like old war wounds on rainy days.
He nudged me with his foot, in my back. "Come on" he said quietly.
"No" I said into the grass.
"Get up" he said again, a bit louder, and now the nudge was hard, more like a kick. I rolled a bit and closed my eyes.
"Get up, Alice" he said, and I closed my eyes as tight as I could, thinking of anything else.
"Alice" James said, and I snapped back into reality as he reached down and yanked at my jackets, trying to pull me up. But I just shoot it off, letting it slide over my arms and away from me.
I was tired. Worn thin, my springs broke, spokes shattered. I felt old and brittle. I braced myself. I didn't care if it was the last thing I ever felt.
"Alice" James said again "I told you-"
And that was as far as he got before I heard it. The thumping of footsteps, running up the lawn toward me. As the noise got closer I could hear ragged breaths, and then a voice.
It was my mom. My loving, caring mom.
"Stop it!" she said, her voice loud "you stop that right now!"
"I didn't-"James said. And in the distance I could hear sirens. James took a step back from me.
"Get away from her" my mom said, crouching down beside me. "You lousy bastard. Alice. Alice, can you hear me?"
"No" I said "wait-"
I could feel her smoothing my hair off my face. Then, suddenly, she said "Oh, my God, Alice. Oh, my God."
I turned to her, but she wasn't looking at my face. Her mouth was open as her eyes traveled over my arms, shoulders, back, and legs.
James was backing away now, even as my mom wrapped her arms around me, so gently, sobbing. The sirens were coming closer, and I could see blue lights moving across the streets.
The front door slammed and I could hear voices gathering. The piano stopped.
"Mom?" I heard Edward call out "What's going on?"
"What's happening out here?" I heard my dad say, his voice choppy as he ran through the grass "Alice? Are you all right?"
"It's over now" my mom said, still crying softly as she rocked me back and forth "its okay, honey. I'm here. It's okay"
"What happened?" my dad said, but no one answered him. The only sound was the police car pulling up and I hear the door slam.
I was worn out, broken.
"Ali. Ali, wake up" I heard one of my brothers, Edward, say. My eyes shot open. I woke up to a cold sweat and my pillow was wet from crying. I looked around the room and saw I was safe in my bed, our house.
"Alice, you're safe" Edward said softly, pulling me into a hug. I grabbed his shirt tightly not wanting to let go. Tears began to fall as I held tighter. "You're gonna be fine" he continued rubbing my back softly as I continued crying.
This wasn't the first time I woke up like this. It's one of many dreams that I've been having lately. Ever since my mom found James beating me in our front yard, she made sure he was sent to jail. I haven't seen him for 2 years and I was planning on keeping it that way.
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Sooo what do u think??? Plz R&R