Hello everyone! Here is the first chapter to my new story, I really hope you like it. It'll give some more details to updating at the end of the story and some info about teasers. Enjoy! And please, review!

I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done
To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid.

Bella's POV

"How are you, Miss. Swan?" The balding, over weight social worker asked me as he helped me carry my very few bags of luggage out to his car.

Charlie didn't let me keep much. Only good girls get to have pretty things.

Normally, this wasn't aloud. Usually they would take people away in a cop car, but I refused to get in one again.

Ever.

The social worker, that insisted I call him Mike, put the last of my stuff into the trunk of his car then looked at me, still waiting for an answer. I simply shrugged and climbed into the backseat of the car.

The drive to the Teens for Change center was long. This is where I would be sentenced to stay for the next nine months with other, so called troubled teens, until I am eighteen and legally old enough to live on my own. Just the thought of being forced to stay with people I don't know made me made.

My father is to blame.

-FLASHBACK- (six years old)

"Isabella!" My dad hollered from downstairs. I put down the dollies I was playing with and ran down to see what he wanted.

"Yes daddy?" I asked with a smile. I skipped over to where he was sitting on the couch and jumped up to sit on his lap.

"Get off!" He screamed and pushed me off of him and onto the hard, wooden floor. "Listen here, little girl, never call me daddy again. Only good, pretty girls have daddy's. My name is Charlie, and that is what you will call me for now on." He grabbed my arm roughly and pushed me toward the kitchen door. "Get me a beer."

-END FLSAHBACK-

That was also the same day my mom left. To this day I still don't understand how she could walk out on us. She left one morning for work, happy as always, then never came home. A few weeks later she sent us a letter letting us know she was okay, but we never heard back from her again.

"Here we are, Isabella." Mike said. I cringed. I hate the use of my full name, that's what my father always called me. I've told Mike, I don't know how many times to call me Bella, but he just doesn't seem to get it.

"Welcome to Teens for Change, how can I help you?" The cheery young blonde asked from behind a large wooden receptionist desk.

"Hi, I'm here to register Miss. Swan?" Mike said and handed her some papers.

She scanned the papers quickly then got up and nodded. "One moment please." She said and walked through a door a few feet from her desk.

The place is nice. It is big and bright, not at all what I was expecting. I expected cement floors, faded and chipped pain, bars on the windows, and security guards at every door. Instead, the floors are a light color tile, the walls are a sunny yellow, and there are even a few leather chairs over in the corner for people to sit and wait.

"Hello, you must be Isabella." A tall, blonde man said as he walked out of the door the receptionist walked threw just a few minutes ago.

"Bella." I corrected.

"Well Bella, it is nice to meet you. My name is Carlisle. I hope your trip up here was nice."

"It was fine." I grumbled.

"That's great!" He said with a bit too much enthusiasm. "If you'll follow me, I can show you where your room is."

He helped me pick up my bags and we hurried through the same door he came out of.

It is simple.

It is a long, straight forward hallway with doors, which I am assuming are the rooms.

"Here we are." He said and stopped away half way down the hallway at a door. He opened the door and we walked into a big, pink room.

Ugh, pink.

There are two beds, two dressers, and two night stands.

Why two?

"Hello Alice." I heard Carlisle say. I turned around to see who he is talking too. "This is Bella, your new roommate. Bella." He said and looked at me. "This is Alice Brandon."

"It's nice to meet you Bella!" She said excitedly. Alice is practically bouncing in her spot. She has huge bright blue eyes and short black hair spiked out in all directions.

"It's nice to meet you too, Alice." I said and smiled back. It was hard not to smile at her. Her happiness is contagious.

"Well, I'll leave you to settle in Bella. If you need anything, I'm sure Alice would gladly help you." Carlisle said and smiled. "I'll be just down the hall in my office if you need me, I'll send you your seclude in a little bit."

I walked over to my side of the room and started putting my clothes in the small dresser.

"So, how are you liking it here so far?" I turn around and see Alice sitting on my bed, cross legged, and with a huge smile on her face. She seems so, happy. Why is she even in this hell hole?

"I don't know." I said and put the last of my clothes away. "I haven't really had the chance to see the place yet."

She jumped up and grabbed my hand, I cringed a little.

"Come on!" She said and started to pull me toward the door. Might as well follow her.

"This," She said and gestured with her hand to the left. "Is the cafeteria." There are a few people in there, but mostly the place is cleared out. "And this, She said as we got closer to the end of the hall way. "Is what we call the teen room." There are only two people in there. A blonde girl, that looked like a super model sitting on the couch doing her nails, and a boy with dark blonde hair sitting in the corner listening to his iPod.

"Are there many people here?" I asked Alice. From what I've seen there aren't many other teens.

"Nah." She said and plopped down on one of the bean bag chairs in the corner of the room. I sat beside her. "There's Rosalie." She said and pointed to the blonde girl. "Then Jasper." She pointed to the boy in the corner. Then, all of a sudden she screamed. "Emmett McCarty!" She jumped up and ran over to a tall, burley guy with curly brown hair. "You put him down this instant!" The guy known as Emmett had a nerdy looking kid flung over his shoulder.

Emmett rolled his eyes at Alice but put the kid down. As soon as he was on his feet he ran as fast as he could away.

"What the hell Alice!" Emmett screamed in her face.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Drop it Emmett, you know you don't scare me." He sighed and threw is large arm over her shoulder and put her into a head lock. I ran over and tried to help her. She is so tiny and he is so, big!

"Bella, chill." She said and laughed. Emmett let go of her and laughed as well. She playfully pushed him away. "I'm on his good side."

He grinned at me.

"Emmett, this is Bella. Bella, this is Emmett, and the kid he was picking on was Seth. That's pretty much everyone here other than a few girls, but there getting ready to leave."

Emmett pulled me in for a tight hug. "Welcome to hell, Bella!" He said in mock humour.

"Thanks?" I made it sound more like a question.

"Here is where we have all of our sessions with Carlisle every Tuesday and Thursday." Emmett said as we got to the end of the hallway. He decided to join us on the rest of the tour. "And here," He pointed to the room beside it. "Is out library."

"We have a library?" Alice asked, completely serious.

Emmett and I laughed. They are actually fun to be around, and not at all what I expected. I thought everyone was going to be depressed all the time. But that leaves me with another question, why are they here? If they are this happy shouldn't they be out in the real world?

I look to the right of me and there are two double doors that look like they lead to another hallway.

"What's down there?" I asked. Alice and Emmett both got very serious.

"That's where the kids that are unstable go." Alice said in a sad tone.

"All of us are unstable." Emmett said with a dark laugh. "But they are worst."

Alice linked arms with me and Emmett and started to walk away. "Now, my only two friends, let's go have some fun!"

"Only two friends?" I asked. Surely someone like Alice must have more friends."

"Yeah, before you got her it was just me and Emmett, and the only reason we get along so well is because I am the only one who won't put up with his crap. So, eventually he stopped trying to fight with me."

Emmett let out a loud laugh. "Like they say, if you can't beat them, join them."

The rest of the day was uneventful. The three of us played a few games of cards, but then Emmett got mad from losing so many times are tired to beat up the nerdy kid named Seth again. Supper was pretty gross. I'm not exactly what it was supposed to be and honestly, I don't really want to know.

"Alice, aren't you going to get hot in that?" I asked her as I laid down on my bed. She is wearing a turtle neck and sweat pants. I was only in short and a tank top and I was hot.

She shrugged. "I always wear this." She rolled over on her bed and faced away from me.

I sighed and closed my eyes.

Welcome home Bella.

I jumped up in my bed. I was just starting to drift off when I heard ear piercing screams in the distance. Alice was still sleeping soundlessly in her bed. The screaming went on for a few more minutes. I covered my head with the pillow to try and block out the heart breaking sound, and eventually, drifted to sleep.

Okay, so there is the first chapter. I really hope you liked it. Please, review. I want to know if this story is worth putting on here or just writing for myself. Please, tell me what you think. To whoever reviews, I will get out Teasers. I will update every Monday and Friday if I get enough reviews. Thanks! Xo.