I winced in pain as I wipe the blood oozing out of my cuts.
I threw my book bag over my shoulder and headed off to school.
I guess I should introduce myself.
Hi. My name is Isabella Swan, and I'm abused by my father, who hates my guts. My mother had left us years ago, when I was very little. I remember, I was about 5 or 6 years old. She just took off and left.
The beatings started way after. When I was about 11, I think. When my father was feeling particularity lonely one day, he drank. He guzzled down the drink. I was in my bedroom. He just took out his anger at me. He lashed out at me, and I unsuccessfully tried to pull him off. Ever since that day, e made sure to make room in his routine for me.
I also get bullied by three girls in my year. Skylar, Victoria, and Isabella.
I only had one friend. Her name was Meha. (pronounced may-ha)
She used to stand up for me, but she moved away. It's gotten worse since then. No one would talk to me, and only sent disgusting glances my way. I thought I looked at lease a bit decent.
I have straight, silky, light brown hair just ending mid waist, and a combination of green and hazel eyes. My eyes were the only thing I've gotten from my father, but I kind off liked them. Like my little sin. My eye was green and amber, both battling for dominance.
I had now entered the school. No one was here, I usually came early. I entered my first class, science, with Mr. Smith.
"Hello, Bella. Any new books yet?" He asked me.
I shook my head.
"Anyway, since you don't have a lab partner, I assigned you the new student that starts today. Is that alright?" He asked me.
I hesitated. I felt bad for the new student, hey assigned him me.
Ah well.
"Sure." I said.
"Well, here he is now!" He said, clapping his hands together.
A boy walked in, I was flabbergasted. He had bronze hair, but it was a strange combination with brown. His hair was messy with disray, and shocking green, vibrant, eyes.
He shook my hand.
"Hi, Love. I'm Edward. Edward Cullen." He said.
"Hi" I muttered back stupidly.
The bell rang. I picked up my stuff and got ready to walk out to my locker.
"Hey, where ya going?" He asks.
"You don't want to know." I replied.
He had an Australian accent. I loved it.
I was in the hallway when Skylar slammed down my books. She shoved me into the lockers. I winced as the newly bandaged cut teared open. (the one her father gave her)
"Hey Bella. Next time you shouldn't be so clumsy. I wonder if it came from your mom. Wait! We would never known, you were to ugly to love. No one could blamed her for leaving some like you." She laughed.
"Hey!" A voice called out. It was the boy from before.
"Back off, yeah?" He said.
"You shouldn't have done that." I muttered, picking up my books quickly. I pushed passed him and ran down the hall. I ran into the girls bathroom and locked it. I broke down after that. I slid down on the door and cried.
A few moments later, their was a knock on the door.
I wiped my face and opened it.
"Hey." Edward said.
"Hi." I said quietly.
He hugged me, tight.
"Why are you here?" I asked him.
"I'm your rescuer." He said.
"I'm to deep in now. Run while you still can. You don't even know me." I tried to reason with him.
He pushed the hair from my face.
"That's why I'm going to know you." He said.
She was broken and no one knew her,
He was a savior, her safety was blur.
Soooo yeah new story... This will be a short story, maybe, let's say, 20-is to 30-ish chapters? IDK I might make a sequel. Baiii...
Please Review. It's greatly appreciated ^-^ I'll update as fast as I can.
AND YEAH I GAVE HIM AN AUSTRALIAN ACCENT. DEAL WITH IT!