Warning. This story is rated M for a reason. Contains child abuse, rape, strong language, lemons and adult themes.

Bella's grandfather David (Renee's dad) used to abuse her as a child before he died. Now, at the age of 18 she is at college and is realising what it has actually done to her emotionally and mentally. Renee her mother also died with Bella's grandfather in a car crash. Edward and Bella canon pairings. OOC. All Human. (Renee's side of the family is of British Origin but her, her mum, dad and two sisters moved to America when Renee was 17, her brother stayed in the UK along with her oldest sister).

I own nothing, apart from the storyline.

Bella.

No. Please. Please don't make me. I don't want you to touch me again. Please, please. My eight year old eyes looked up at him as he forced me up the stairs to his bedroom. Dragging me along. He opened the door and threw me in the room.

He shut the door behind him. Forcing me onto the bed. I stared at the ceiling praying he would make it quick. I hoped that mum and dad would be back from the shops soon. I prayed they would hurry up and put me out of my misery, staring at the ceiling I phased everything out, tried not to feel, tried not to think, as hard as I tried I still felt his hand go down my pants.

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"AAAGGGHHH" panting I woke up. Just another nightmare, I told myself. Just another nightmare. Tears formed in my eyes as I realised what I had been dreaming of, again. Turning over I looked at the clock

"4:30" I sighed "Damn" that meant only 3 more hours till I had to get up, and 5 more hours until I left for college. I sighed again and turned away from the clock trying not to cry again, I had hoped my mother Renee would be here to see this day, but she never would. A lump caught in my throat as I remembered the day my father had told me the news…

"Die die die!" I shouted as I ran round the garden with my toy aeroplane, yeah I was 10 but so what, I had a vivid imagination at times and reverted to childish ways after…he had seen me. "neeeeom!" I was being an RAF pilot, like my Uncle in the UK, I had never been to the UK he always came to visit here, but he hadn't been to see us in a long time and it made me sad. I hid behind a bush from the bad guys, I had just seen my dad come out from the living room into the back garden, he was the enemy today in my game. I jumped out at him "DIE! EH EH EH EH!" and stopped short when he didn't fall to the floor like he usually did

"Dad…you are supposed to die. I just shot you!" I folded my arms and looked at him unimpressed. Then I noticed his expression, he looked sad, like he was about to cry. Dad never cried, so I knew something was very, very wrong

"Dad" I said timidly "what's wrong…you look upset"

he took me in his arms and picked me up, carrying me into the living room and sat me on the sofa next to him. He turned towards me and put his hand on mine

"Bella. Darling. I'm afraid I have some bad news." I stayed silent, not knowing how to respond. "Mummy and Grandad had an accident"

"What kind of accident?" I asked in a whisper

"A bad one sweetie. Grandad wont be waking up" he told me holding my hand. I didn't know how to feel. I was sad, but happy at the same time, but then the shock kicked in. He hadn't told me about mummy yet

"What about mummy?" I asked, still quiet

"She's not very well. She's in hospital. I'm going to go and see her now and you need to stay with Uncle Billy and Jake ok?"

"I don't want to stay with them!" I complained "I want to go with you to see mummy! Jake smells and is mean! Why can't I come too!"

"Because she's not well sweetie. And where she is at the minute children aren't allowed to go, its a special place for adults" he gave me a hug "come on, lets get you some overnight clothes" and with that he took me upstairs to get some clothes to take to Uncle Billy's house.

I hated going to Uncle Billy's house. He wasn't really my uncle, it was a tradition from my mum's side of the family that children call old friends of the family Aunty and Uncle, so Billy was Uncle Billy and Sue was Aunty Sue. I didn't understand why but mummy always said it was a polite British way of speaking. I didn't mind calling him that, and I didn't mind uncle Billy, it was Jake I didn't like, he always picked on me when I was there, him and his gang didn't let me join in with any of their games because I was a girl and Leah didn't like me either, so I just hung around on my own as usual.

We pulled up to Billy's house and Dad dropped me off, giving me a swift hug before speeding to the hospital. I turned to Billy and burst into tears. He picked me up and took me inside, it was late so I got into my Pyjamas and went straight to bed. I slept in Jakes bed, he had to sleep on the floor when I was round. Just as I was drifting off to sleep I got woken up by Jake jumping on me

"HEY!" I squealed "what are you doing!"

"You are in MY bed!" Jake said poking me in the side "And I don't think that's fair! Every time you come round I have to go on the floor!" he folded his arms and pouted trying to be intimidating giving me a glare

"That's because I'm older" I said trying to kick my legs to make him fall off the bed "I'm two years older than you so I get the bed! Plus, I'm a guest so there!" I kicked harder and he fell off the bed onto the camp bed with a thud

"HEY!" he shouted standing up again, he was holding a pillow. I looked at him and rolled my eyes

"Look Jake. I just want to go back to sleep, I'm not in the mood ok" I whispered trying to take the pillow off him. He pulled it back and hit me on the head with it. "OH!" I gasped. The sad mood I was in left, I was competitive and no way was he going to win a pillow fight. I grabbed my pillow and hit him back, a mega fight began and before me knew it we were jumped from bed to bed squealing at each other. All of a sudden Billy came into the room and grabbed Jake's pillow off him

"Stop it you two!" we both stopped bouncing and looked at him, he looked sad "Bella, come into the living room please" it was then that my life came crashing down on my ten year old head.

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I looked back at the clock 5:00. I sighed again and shut my eyes hoping for sleep as a tear trickled down my cheek.

So, what do you guys think? I've been thinking about writing this for a whilst now but haven't had the guts to do it. But last night I just had a brain wave and did it. My other stories haven't been finished and that upsets me, but I got mega writers block on them during my A level exams and just lost the flow of them. I will definitely finish this one, know this one is going to be very easy to write in some ways as I have experience area, unfortunately.

Anyway I know this has some sad adult themes but I promise it will be good :)

Please review :) but dont worry, I wont be one of those authors that demands reviews before another chapter, I will try to put up at least one chapter a week :)

Thank you :)