Bellas had a rough life full of abuse and people who have let her down. What happens when she meets Edward the attractive boy with a secret that pulls her so far down she doesnt know how to get back up?

Characters are mostly OOC

I do not own Twilight! I only own this plot.

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OVERDOSE

Rated M

Contains detailed sexual and physical abuse.

Edward/Bella

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Two Months Earlier

It was late when she got home and the lights were out. She couldnt hear anything as she walked into the house and shut the door quietly behind her, she made her way up the stairs to her room carefully avoiding all of the squeaking steps. She knew what would happen if she woke up Phil and it would be worse since she stayed out past curfew. It was hard enough to hide the bruises from her friends now.

She made it to her room with a sigh of relief, she had managed to avoid Phil's anger for the night. She would just have to leave early tomorrow before he woke up and everything would be fine. She changed her clothes and brushed her to get ready for bed. Once she was done she pulled the covers down and climbed into bed.

That morning she was woken up by the familiar sounds screams and breaking dishes. She jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway to listen to what was going on.

"Damnit Phil she's a kid. So what she broke curfew one time. What does it matter? She's a good kid. This is the first time in a while she has done something wrong." She heard her mother say from inside the kitchen.

"So she broke curfew one time? Thats what you have to say to this? She's going to do it more if you dont put a stop to it. Dont make excuses for her Renee. She knows better and you know it."

"What if she had car trouble? What if she gave someone a ride home? Have you stopped to think of that? For once can you just stop for a second and think rationally. She is a seventeen year old girl shes going to make mistakes. What do you want me to beat her every time she does something wrong?" She heard how her mother's voice rose with anger but her mother couldnt see the way she tensed up at the comment about beating her. Her mother didnt know what Phil did to her when she left for work, she had no idea and she was going to try everything in her power to keep it that way.

"Renee your being ridiculous. She broke the rules. She should be punished not defended. Your her mother act like it." She heard the sharp intake of breath her mother made.

"I am acting like a mother. I'm being her parent and I'm saying that she is not going to be punished for something so ridiculous as breaking curfew one time. How dare you insinuate that I'm not being a mother to my child."

"I'm not insinuating anything, I'm telling you. She needs discipline and guidance and your not giving it to her." She heard his footsteps as he turned to walk out of the kitchen and down the hallway. She quickly turned and ran back to her room and jumped into her bed to pretend that she was sleeping. But it was useless because he suprised her by bursting into her room, swinging the door open so hard that it slammed into the wall. She heard the hurried footsteps of her mother as she ran up the stairs to her daughter's room.

*Graphic abuse: If you cannot stomach reading about abuse then skip this part.

She could see him standing in the door, he was taking shallows breaths and she knew the look on his face meant that she was about to get the punishment he was talking about. But her mother was home, he wouldnt do that in front of her mother would he? She got her answer as she watched him unhook his belt and pull it off. He quickly wrapped it around his hand and held it so there was one big loop of belt left out. Her body tensed as she prepared herself for what was coming next. He walked closer to the bed, she could hear her mothers screams as she realized what was happening.

Whack! She felt the belt sting across her stomach as he grabbed her arm to roll her over pinning her down so she couldnt move, she didnt fight it because she knew that it would only be worse if she did. Whack! Another stinging pain this time across her back. Whack! Whack! Two quick painful hits to her legs. These were going to leave welts but she had grown used to hiding them. More painful stings found there way to different parts of her body but again she just laid there and took it.

"Stop it! Stop it right now! Your a monster! STOP!" Her mother screamed and grabbed his arm to yank him away from her. That was a mistake. She heard the familiar sound of skin hitting skin and a crunch and looked over and saw her mother, she jumped up and ran to her.

"Stop! Dont hit her! Please! Hit me just dont hit her!" She screamed at him as she stepped between him and her mother. She felt a hand slide up her back and flinched at the pain that shot its way up her back. Her shirt rose up and her mother let out a startled gasp at what she saw. This beating hadnt been the first one that much was obvious. There were new welts forming on her back from the brutal beating she had just witnessed but there were bruises scattered up her daughters back some were fairly new and some were yellow and healing.

She reached her hand back and grabbed her mothers hand. "Mom dont. You dont want to see that." Phil had put his belt back on and he now stepped around them to go back downstairs to the kitchen. When he reached the doorway to her room he turned and said, "I wouldnt suggest you break curfew again or next time its going to be worse." With that he left her and her mother in her room.

She would never forget how her mother had cried when he left the room, her warm tears had soaked through her shirt as her mother cried on her shoulder. She had picked her mother up and and halfway carried her to the bathroom to clean her up. She had wiped the blood from her face and applied makeup to the bruise that was forming. She tried to give her mother a reassuring smile and tell her that it was okay but her mother just cried harder.

After that her mother had sent her to stay with her aunt Esme in Forks, Washington. Her aunt was a sweet woman with a warm personality who would help anyone she met but if you pissed her off there would be hell to pay. She liked her aunt and had always loved visiting her as a child but when her father died and her mother had met Phil and later moved in with him they had stopped visiting their family. Her aunt had welcomed her with open arms and had even redecorated a whole room just for her. She could already feel herself beginning to get comfortable. They agreed that she would finish school at the high school that was down the street and everything was already taken care of and she would start that monday.

Now she was already used to the routine of the school day and had made new friends and had gotten comfortable with her aunt. She no longer felt scared at going to the place that she called home because she knew that when she got there her aunt would be waiting and they would sit and hang otu and talk about their days, there was never any yelling or arguing. Then they would get up and cook dinner together unless she had a lot of homework. She loved being with her aunt and was glad that she had been sent to stay here. But there were still some times when she missed her mother.

Tonight though was not one of those times and as she sat on the couch with her aunt right next to her with a bowl of popcorn she realized that this was the life that she had wished she had. Just living care free with someone else to help you out and care for you. She didnt want to go to bed, but it was getting close to that time. Night time frightened her, she would often have nightmares about Phil and sometimes they would be so bad that she would wake her aunt up by screaming.

"I think I'm gonna go ahead up to bed now Aunt Esme." She said standing up from the couch and leaning down to give her aunt a kiss on the cheek goodnight.

"Alright honey. Goodnight and have good dreams tonight." Her aunt said as she gave her a smile. She returned her smile and headed up the stairs to go to sleep. After a shower and brushing her teeth she laid down to curl up into her covers and drift off into a deep sleep.

She was standing in the middle of her stairs back at her old home that she lived in with her mom and Phil. She could see them in the living room arguing, suddenly her mother slapped him across the face and yells something at him that she cant hear. She watches as Phil raises his hand to her mothers throat and wraps his fingers tighly around it choking her. She watches as her mother gasps for breath and her face turns red, she was scared but Phil had done that to her before as a scare tactic so she knew at any moment he would stop, but after a few seconds she realized that he wasnt.

"Stop!" She screamed but they didnt hear her. "Please! Stop!" She watched as her mother's body went limp and Phil dropped her to the ground. He stood there for a second and stared at what he had done. She looked to and saw the lifeless eyes of her mother as she lay on the floor not breathing.

"I hate you!" She screamed at him but he didnt look at her. "You heartless bastard I hate you!" She ran to where he was standing in front of her mother's body and swung her fist but it went straight through him. She stumbled forward off balance and then fell. She could hear a voice screaming her name and then the dream disappeared and the vision of her room came into focus as she became fully awake. Her aunt was standing over her with a worried expression on her face, in her hand was a glass of hot chocolate with the mini marshmallows floating at the top like she liked it.

Her aunt slid her way into the covers and grabbed her cup off of the dresser next to her bed. "What was it about this time honey?" Her aunt asked as she settled herself in next to her.

"He killed her. I couldnt do anything to stop him and he just killed her." She heard the sound of the glass hitting the table as she sat it down and leaned over to wrap her arms around her niece, she ran her hand over her hair to calm her down.

"Oh honey dont worry about your mama she safe. Phil is gone anyway. He wont hurt her." She stayed up the rest of the night thinking about her dream and how comforting it was to have her aunt there with her to take care of her while her aunt was passed out next to her.

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Ok let me know what you think about this story. Should I continue? Is there anything I should change?

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