Chapter 1: Behind the Mask
By: Sensibility
My name's Bella. I've been an orphan for around I've been an orphan since I was three. From what my families been tell me; my family didn't have enough money to support me instead they would spent it on drugs and alcohol and they just gave me up. But I've had this feeling inside me that it was more than just that. I've been moving from house to house, from family, to family since. No family would ever keep me, they always said I'm a trouble maker. They just couldn't handle poor, broken me. I was 9 years old when they sent me to this place in Alaska. I remember I hated the snow and was thinking about running away before they could send me other there, but when they said that they had five orphans at this family as well, I was curious.
I woke up and they sent me to the airport as quickly as they could. The plane ride was long and boring. Once arrived there was a man who looked like the one in the picture they gave me. He was quite beautiful, from anyone I've seen in my life.
"Hello, are you Isabella Marie Swan?" the young man asked. "Yea, just call me Bella." He chuckled. "Alright."
He told me about the plan they had. I was only here for a while. He told me to respect them and their privacy, then started talking about Esme his wife, Emmett, Jasper, Edward, Rosalie and Alice were his adopted sons and daughters, and how Rosalie and Emmett were together as well as Alice and Jasper. Weird.
Once we got there, he took my bags while I followed him inside. The house was unbelievably beautiful, mostly covered in windows.
Since Carlisle already gave me a quick description of his family I was able to tell who was who. The first one I noticed was Rosalie, she was more beautiful then I was expecting. Her long blonde hair went along her back. She was slim with her long small legs made her look like a model. I could tell she was high standard with her clothes and her boyfriend. Emmett was right beside her, he was a little taller but he was huge, not in a fat way, he was kind of intimating, but with his short, curly, black hair, he looked like a model too. Beside them was the other couple, Alice and Jasper. The girl was tiny and short, pixie like. I could tell she was totally into fashion, and her dark hair went to her shoulders. The boy had a darker blond then Rosalie but extremely close. He wasn't as tall as Rosalie and Emmett but he was taller than Alice. And he's facial expression was a little off. Esme went beside Carlisle, both looked lovely. Esme looked like a motherly figure. Last was Edward. He was lean like Carlisle said, not as tiny as Jasper but not as buff and Emmett. He was beautiful. And his eyes weren't a warm honey gold, but a very dark colour.
They showed me around the house a bit. They're many rooms and all was very light colours but I was too exhausted to care.
It's only been a week since I moved in and already failing my classes along with a few fights. Poor Esme look horrified by my attitude but in her eyes I saw that she was sad and it looked like she felt sorry for me, and it made me want to change. I told them, But it was too late, Carlisle said he would sent me too a boarding camp/school. I was too sure what it was but I sure as hell didn't want to go.
"You can't send me anywhere! ANd for for seven years!?" I screamed. "I wouldn't even be here for that long!" Carlisle said something that in his life he had never since such a destroyed child. And that he was sorry. He said that he felt as if it was his fault and he was going to kept me and help me threw it. I was so confused.
Before I felt that morning Alice came and gave me a picture of them. Which was weird since in those few months I was there I wasn't very close to them, I would just stay in my room, but I took it, and the next thing I know I was on the plane.
Once the plane left the ground I was actually scared. In all my life I've never felt so safe as I did in the Cullen's house.
As Carlisle said, he came to visit me almost every week, and he would talk to me, he was what I looked forward to in these weeks. But when he was here before he left he would talk to the principal of this place and told him to kept an eye on me for this or that and taught me this or that type of things.
In a year I felt like Carlisle was my actual dad. And by the time came for me to get out I was a new person. And 16 years old. ;)