I had a secret that I thought would never come out. That was until my best friend, who just happens to be the love of my life walks in on it in action. It started when my mom died when I was 10. At first it was just unnoticed creases or the inappropriate staring. But when I turned 13 it became more. My name is Isabella Marie Swan and this is my story.
Like any abused child I sought out a safe haven. And at the time that came in the form of my best at the time, 14 year old Jasper Whitlock. I meet Jasper in 7th grade at Forks Middle School. I was shy but he was cute and out-going. His blond locks always falling in his face, ice blue eyes framed with thick blond lashes. He was perfect in each and every way.
The first time we meet he bumped into me at lunch…. which in turn caused me to slip and clatter to the floor, both his and my lunch falling all over me. My face burned bright red as half the school stared at the mess we had made…well me really. He didn't have a spec of food on him. We stared at each other. Jasper upset over his lunch being spilt all over the floor and me, well because I had just embarrassed myself in front of my crush and many other people.
He bit the inside of his cheek trying to hold in the laughter that the other students and even some of the staff didn't even bother too. "I am so sorry, I didn't see you there." He said not even bothering to help me up or even try not to laugh anymore. I ungracefully stood up, tears welling in my eyes. "If you don't mean it don't say it." I hissed looking at the ground and walking away laughter dying down behind me as I walked to my locker to change my shirt.
As If my day couldn't get any worse that was the day Phil started touching my. Like really touch me. I got home my eyes puffy from crying in the bathroom the rest of the day at school. He saw my face and pulled me to him, crushing me into his chest. I could smell the alcohol on him, it was nauseating. "Belle what's the matter?" his words came out in a slurred whisper, while his fingers dipping a little too low as he rubbed my back. I sniffled, "A boy-," he cut me off.
"A boy! Oh no you don't need any boys you have me." He stated roughly. "What, but I-." He covered my mouth and nose with his massive hand, sufficiently cutting off my air supply. I gripped at his hand as he turned me so my back was to his chest. I cried out, feeling something pressing into my back. "Shhhhh," he soothed. "Relax. You'll like it my bell," His voice raspy and filled with lust. It was them that I realized what he was trying to do to me. I started to fight, throwing my elbow back and catching his ribcage. Phil's grip loosened as air left his lungs in a puff and I turned pulling my fist back and letting it snap forward breaking his nose and finally sending a swift kick toward his….well you know.
Seeing him fall to the ground in pain I grabbed my back pack and coat, not even tacking the time to catch my breath. I ran out of the house slamming the door and sprinting down the street. I didn't know where I was going, but I kept running heading into the woods and running until I reached a pretty creek. And that's when I tripped, hit my head on a big rock and fainted in the slightly damp grass.
When I woke up I felt warm. I could see a bright light through my eyelids and I had a killer head ach. I tried to shield my eyes from the harsh light and my head started to spin even though my eyes still weren't open. I let out a hiss of pain. "I see you've finally decided to join us." A voice stated. It had a kind fatherly tone to it, but it still scared the crap out of me. My eye flew open looking for the voice that had startled me so.
When my eyes adjusted I could see a tall man standing about five to six feet away from me. He had blond hair and baby blue eyes. He was wearing a white lab coat and navy scrubs. "Your name is Isabella right?" he said gently trying not to scare me. I nodded my head yes my eyes falling to the ground when I finished examining his features. He chuckled giving me an easy smile. "So do you want to tell me why I found you in my back yard bleeding, or should I just guess?" I frowned, my eyebrows scrunching together in confusion. "I ummm- I-I fe-feel and hit my head on a rock...bu-but I was by the creek In the wo-woods." He nodded in understanding. "So your lost?", he concluded.
Before I could correct him there was an interruption. "Dad, Edward ate all the pop-", he stopped realizing his father wasn't alone in the room. Jaspers ice blue eyes freezing on my face. "Bella?".
