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It's dark, cold and storming outside. Looking from the outside of the Swan house, you'd never be able to see anything was wrong. You'd think that since it's a Tuesday, Chief Swan had the day off and he was spending it with his wife and adorable six year old daughter. Chief Swan loved his daughter more than anything. After being told that it'd be impossible to conceive after the little girl's birth, she became his light.
Renee and Charlie Swan had been married for thirteen years. They had trouble conceiving their daughter. When Renee was told she'd never be able to have another child, a switch flipped inside her. She blamed the innocent, doe eyed baby girl who had been born not an hour earlier. When Renee noticed all of her husband's time was spent doting on their daughter, she snapped. She left and went to a bar called Phil's Place. There, she snorted some high quality cocaine and got drunk. She cheated on her husband that night with Phil Dwyer, the bar's owner. Years passed and they continued their affair until one night, five years later.
The little girl on the floor shivers. The windows are being pelted with heavy drops of rain. The silence eerily surrounds the six year old. She wants her daddy. Her protector. Daddy told her to hide, to be quiet. So that's what she did. She's curled up inside the hidden room inside her closet. This is her secret place. Her mommy and daddy don't know about it. She hears footsteps in her room. They're too heavy to be her daddy or mommy's.
" Izzy...Sweetheart where are you?", the man's voice rings out. She knows that voice! That's mommy's friend, Mr. Phil! He's here to protect her with Daddy! The little girl pushes out of her hiding spot and runs to the man while sobbing. She stills as she get's a good look at him. He's wearing dark clothes and a baseball hat. There's blood all over him. He must have started fighting the bad guy!
" Mr. Phil, where's my daddy?", the little girl cries. He crouches down in front of her and wipes his bloodied hands on her face.
" Your daddy is downstairs. He sent me to come get you and bring you to him.", Mr. Phil whispers to the beautiful little girl. He carries her down the steps, not allowing her to see the blood splattered floors and walls. He sets the young child on the floor where right behind her, her father sits. He's tied to a chair with a gag in his mouth. Tears fall from his eyes as his precious Isabella is brought into the room.
" Listen here Izzy. Daddy did something bad and he needs to be punished for it. Would you like to know how he's being punished?", Phil asks the girl. She looks at her daddy and then nods her head.
" Why Mr. Phil? Why is Daddy being punished? How?", she wipes her big brown doe eyes.
" Well sweetheart, he kept me from something that's been mine for a long time...Your mommy. So...I made Mommy go to sleep for awhile while I punish your daddy. Now, his punishment...Well that was hard. I didn't know what to do so I decided to punish him in the way I know will hurt him most...You.", the evil glint in Phil's eye is clear to the young girl. She cries for her daddy who can't do anything. She doesn't notice when Phil takes out his knife. Charlie screams through the gag, tears falling down his cheeks. Little Isabella moves to comfort him but Phil stops her. He grabs a hold of her long mahogany hair and pulls. She cries out with pain.
" Was it worth it Charlie? Was your shitty marriage worth the tortuous death of your precious. Little. Girl?" with each word he yanks the child's hair.
Phil takes the knife and traces the girl's facial features and her neck. He moves the knife down to her small abdomen and puts a little bit of pressure. Enough to break the skin but not cause major damage. The wound starts bleeding and Phil grins. Charlie is sobbing through his gag. Phil continues, making small but deep cuts here and there. On one in particular, the little girl screams bloody murder. Phil slaps her harshly and throws her to the gound.
" Shut the fuck up! Just shut up!", he screams at the crying child. He stomps on the child's leg and the room is filled with a sickening crunch. The child turns ghostly pale and passes out. At this moment, the door bursts open and Phil is tackled to the ground. EMT's quickly start working on the child. Charlie Swan demands to ride in the ambulance with her. Phil Dwyer is read his rights and shoved into the back of a police car.
Young Isabella lived. She grew up and demanded to be called Bella instead of Izzy. She hated her mother, it was her fault. If her mother hadn't been with Phil, nothing bad would have happened. Bella's life is a series of depression bouts and lifelike nightmares. Charlie Swan doesn't know what to do. Therapy doesn't help his daughter. Nothing seemed to help his daughter, until the day she met him. Edward Cullen.
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Soooo How was it? The rest of the story will be in first person POV
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