I sat in my room and finished up the last of my homework. I packed my stuff away and tried to think of something to do. I had to stall I just had too because what I was about o do was going to end my life once and for all.

Every two years I went, unwillingly might I add, to a man. If could even call him that. He had his way with me and then left me, bruised, broken and in pain.

You might ask why I would go to this man in the first place well it all stared when I was seven.

I was walking to the ballet classes I used take (where James had attacked me) and I was suddenly yanked backwards into an alley.

I won't repeat what happened that night even in memory because of the pain and suffering it will bring but in short, that was the day my virginity was stolen, robbed from me. Ever since then, every two years, I go back to him to be…. Violated.

After the second time I finally told Charlie but he couldn't get HIM. After that the man took a six year old hostage and he would die if I didn't return every two years and I…I…I just can't bring myself to kill the poor kid who got stuck in this mess.

The really sad part is I have accepted it, I go and come back and feel NOTHING.

It has been ten years now and I have learned to love and be loved. I am in love with Edward Cullen but I can't pull him into this mess so I'm going to end this once and for all.

I picked up my coat from my bed and walked out of my room with determination. As I left, I glance around just in case I never came back, and headed down the stairs to hug Charlie goodbye.

The hug lasted longer but I wasn't complaining.

"Bella, why do I have the feeling you're not going to come back this time?" Charlie said through tears.

I took a deep breath, tears starting to run down my cheeks, being an open book could really suck sometimes. "Dad, I…. I am going to tell Edward and then I well what I mean is I don't… think I'll fight so much this time if you can understand that." Charlie always waited till I got home then took me to the hospital and back then I fought to live but now… Edward doesn't deserve a person like me and I can't put Charlie through any more pain…

Charlie started to sob and I cursed myself for hurting him more. "Dad, its going to be okay. I…well…I will always be with you and Edward whether you see me or not."

"Bel..la" my father sobbed, "please come back to me and please oh please fight…We need you… I need you…Edward needs you"

"I am sorry" And with that I walked out the door, possibly for the last time.