I lay on the ground in pain.
"You are going to cooperate," said the man, holding me down. A single tear ran down my cheek, I whimpered.
"Please," I whispered through the pain.
"You are aren't you?" he screamed, thrashing my head onto the cement floor of Renee's basement.
"Yes, I will just please," I cried as the blood dripped from the left side of my head. His hand tightened.
"If you don't we will have to kill you," his voice was harsh.
"Please," I whimpered. They thrashed my head to the ground with a smashing blow. I let out a loud scream.
"Bella?" I heard a voice call.
"Mom," I whispered. She ran downstairs.
"AH! What the hell do you think you are doing?" she screamed at the man holding me down. This stranger had a gun, I knew he did. But he wasn't so much of a stranger. He was a friend's father. His son had a big crush on me and I refused to go out with him. His father is an alcoholic and didn't like it. He let go of me, but another hand grabbed onto my head, his pill popping Mother.
"Don't make me do this Renee!" he screamed. God I hated this man so much, I hopped that my step Dad, Phil, would come home soon. I heard my mother scream and my head was thrown to the ground again. For goodness sake his Mom was strong. Then I was picked up, that little heap of bones, skin and organs was picked up again and thrown into the wall. I tried to scramble away. But I was grabbed by the hair; I let out an ear piercing scream as something was thrashed into my leg.
"Hands up, this is the police," came a deep voice. I let out another ear piercing scream.
"Damn you, you called the cops you little brat," screamed the druggie, slamming a nail into my leg.
A/N okay so I was bored and thought I may as well write a one shot, I was reading cleaning out my closet by twihead22796 earlier and thought an abuse story would be good. I knew that having Renee or Charlie beating up Bella wouldn't be too good, so I chose her best friend's parents.
Pieces,
Belles
