Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the characters. They are all owned by Stephenie Meyers. I only own the plot for this story.
PROLOGUE
"No, please. Stop."
A small form cried from the corner as a larger form repeatedly punched. The smaller continued to cry long after the attack was over. Shakily getting to their feet they stumbled around the small bedroom they were in and started to pack some clothes into a duffel bag laying beside the bed. A wallet was quickly shoved into a back pocket and keys put into a front.
A quick look out the bedroom door allowed for them to realize that their attacker was now in bed because their loud snores could be heard from down the hall. They shut the door lightly and turn to the bed.
The duffel is shoved out the window and quickly climbed down the trellis. They climbed into their car and put it into neutral. They cost the car down the long driveway and as soon as they reach the road the car is started and they gun the car. Safe in the knowledge that they were going to be okay.
A few days later the car stopped in front of a small house. It was night and drizzling. They ran to the door trying to keep from getting too wet in the rain. They knocked on the door and hopped from foot to foot in apprehension. Finally they heard footstep coming towards the door before it's open. The older man hadn't looked away from the television when he heard.
"How have you been, Charlie?"
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