So this is me starting getting into writing fanfiction again! It's actually amazing I'm doing this because I've been plotting this story in my head ALL Summer! Well, I FINALLY posted it after having this typed up for a long time!

I hate this place and I hate him. She said it was love at first sight. She said he was perfect and sweet and wonderful. He was, until he hit her. It doesn't stop there. First her, then me even Emmett sometimes. Then…

I winced back as his hand rose. "Don't you DARE speak to me like that!" He spat at me. His hand flashed forward as it made contact with my cheek in a slap. I heard my mother's small gasp as Emmett stepped in front of me.

"Don't you TOUCH her!" he warned, menacingly.

"Stay out of this, boy."

Not listening, Emmett shouted, "Leave her alone! She didn't do anything!"

"Emmett, please." I begged from behind him. I could feel the tears beginning to form but I blinked them back, refusing to give him even the slightest satisfaction.

"You should listen to her, boy."

"Don't tell me what to do!" Emmett retaliated, stepping up so they were eye to eye.

"Watch yourself." He snarled back.

"Phil, please. You're going to be late for work." Renee said setting her hands on his tense arm. Phil turned around and snake his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him and kissed her hair before walking out the door.

Emmett turned to face me and groaned in frustration, slamming his fist down on the table.

"I hate that asshole!" he seethed and hit the table again.

"How dare he hurt you like that!" He finally looked at me. "Oh my God! Bell!" He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me into a hug. I let the tears fall, soaking his shirt.

"Come here." He left one arm around my shoulders as he walked me into the kitchen. I leaned against the counter, watching as he grabbed a towel and walked over to the freezer to fill it with ice. He brushed my hair away and pressed the towel against my cheekbone. I took the ice out of his hand and pressed it to my cheek.

We heard the front door close and then Mom walked into the kitchen. It only took one glance at my face for her to draw me into a hug and break down crying . "Oh Bella, I'm so sorry!"

"Mom, shhh. I'm fine." I said patting down her hair. "I'm tired so I'll just go to bed. Goodnight Mom, goodnight Em." I put the ice in the sink and walked up to my room and crawled into bed.

After what felt like 5 minutes there was a knock on the door. "Bells? Can I come in?"

"Sure, Em."

"How are you?" He asked closing the door and coming to stand at the end of my bed.

"I'm fine. There's no need to worry about me. What about you? How are you holding up?"

He opened his mouth about to say something but then just groaned as he sat down on the end of my bed, laying his head into his hands. "Oh, Bells! I'm so sick of watching him do that to you. I can't take it anymore!"

I sat up and hooked my arms around his neck. "Emmie," I said patting his curly hair, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? You haven't done anything wrong." His turned towards me.

"Sorry for keeping you here! If it weren't for me, you could be off going to a good college and doing something with your life! I'm a terrible person."

"No, Bella, you're not. The only terrible person is that monster that keeps hurting you. Bells I wouldn't dream of leaving you here with him. I don't mind going to community college and living at home, just as long as you're safe." He fell back on my bed and I laid down next to him. We stared at my ceiling until the idea hit me.

"Oh my gosh that's it!"

"Hmm? What's it?" He said turning to look at me.

"The only thing keeping you here is me and the only thing keeping me here is that I'm not old enough to live on my own." I said sitting up.

"So?" He asked as he folded his arms behind his head.

"So the day I turn 18 we can pack up our stuff and get away from this house and away from him. We'll leave Jacksonville and go off to college together somewhere far away from here."

He sat up and pulled me into hug resting his chin on my head. "Bella! That's a great idea!"

I laughed at his enthusiasm. "Ok Em! But you have to promise me one thing."

"Of course Bells, anything." He said bowing his head so our eyes were level.

"I don't like watching you get hurt either. Can you please, please not get yourself hurt either?"

"Bell, I can't just stand back and let him hit you."

"I know Emmie, but he was so close to losing it today. I can't stand to see another black eye. One year, Emmett. Just behave for one year. Then we'll leave and never come back."

"Ok, Bells."

"Pinky promise?" I said holding up my pinky.

"What are we 5?" He said laughing.

"Hey! This stuff it legit!" I didn't care if he was 18 and I was just over 17, you can't break a pinky promise!

"Ok fine." He laughed as he locked our pinkies. I kissed his cheek and he smiled as he walked out of my room. I laid back down and pulled the covers over me. As reckless as he could be, I loved my brother. Wow, one more year and we'd be out of here. With that comforting thought in my head, I drifted off to sleep.

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