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Chapter 1 Bella POV
"Bella, where the fuck is my dinner, you hopeless little shit!" My step-father Phil screamed at me as I quickly tried to juggle the plates of his four course dinner. Of course my step-father wasn't the one I had to worry about; it was my mother who you had to watch out for. She was like a hurricane of fury when she was angry and she haunted my dreams every second of the day.
I finally managed to juggle everything without dropping it and make my way into the quaint little dining room that had been decorated in yellows and blues with the plates in one hand and the drinks in the other and yup you guessed it, the drinks were highly alcoholic, whisky and bourbon to be exact.
"I'm sorry sir, I apologize for the wait." I mumbled as I set down the dishes of steaming hot food and scurried back to the kitchen before he could hurt me worse than his still stinging words had.
What my mother and step-father didn't know was that I could shift into a beautiful yet ferocious mahogany coloured panther that had very sharp teeth and just as sharp claws. I had discovered this little quirk when I was ten, one day I had been so angry I had just shifted into the beautiful creature. I had run for hours and hours before I finally calmed down enough to shift back into my tiny human form. I have gone running for an hour at night every day since, it was an escape from the terrible two: otherwise known as my parents.
Just as I was about to turn to start on the dishes as was expected of me, my mother stormed into the room. My fear suddenly took hold of me and I shivered involuntarily for a moment before recovering my composure. My mother, brown haired with beautiful blue eyes and a summery skin tone now had a look of pure hatred etched on her perfect features she was bigger than me and stronger too and with that terrifying look on her face I knew what was coming. It would be a painful night.
"Isabella!" she screamed "You have some nerve not to clean the cars. How dare you refuse to do your duties! Is this what I get for giving birth to you and then raising you and more than that saving you from that little hell-hole of a town. Unfortunately your brothers weren't so lucky!" she sneered before grabbing me by the hair and shoving my head full-force into the kitchen counter and then dragging me upstairs, still by the hair and grabbing her baseball bat a beating me repeatedly with it.
Things started to get a little hazy around the edges of my vision and I finally gave into the dense forgiving blackness that was an escape from my abusive parents. I welcomed it with open arms.
I woke on the landing upstairs; I could hear my mother and Phil asleep in the bedroom, snoring away down the hall and made a split second decision that would most likely cost me. I ran down the stairs taking them two at a time, feeling my aches as I did so and ran outside quickly shifting into the lethal yet beautiful mahogany coloured panther, stretching my limbs out before taking off through the back streets.
I ran as fast as I could towards the closest train station hoping to head to my father's to see my twin brother Leo and my older brother Quinn I had missed them so much lately. I was just darting across the road when I was caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. I quickly shifted again so I wouldn't be exposed as the panther but I wasn't quick enough to get out of the way of the car.
The screeching of tires trying to stop was the last thing I heard before everything went completely black. I had known this would lead to trouble.