This Is My Life

by Rosedarkangel

Bella was taken from her dad and twin brother Emmett by her mom, when she was four years old. She's lived a hard life the last fourteen years, but now she has someone to protect. She packs up and leaves, going to the only place she knows, hoping they will still want her and her past. Read as Bella reunites with her family, finds love, and hopefully her happy every after. Or not?

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One:

My life was not easy. In my fantasy life, my parents would not have divorced, separating me and my twin brother Emmett. I would have grown up a happy child, playing with her friends and having sleepovers. I would have graduated high school, went to college and eventually meet the love of my life, and have a family.

Sadly, that is not my life. My parents divorced when me and my brother was four. Emmett stayed with dad, and my mom got me. For fourteen years, my mother dragged me from state to state, moving every time she got a new boyfriend. I grew up around bad people, my mother doing drugs, while I went to school and made sure we had everything we needed.

Taking care of my mother, that's how I met James. He was the son of one of the guys my mom "hung out" with. He was nice, sweet, and charming when we first met. We dated for a few months when his real side came out.

At first he would only push me and yell. But I always forgave him, because I thought I loved him. When we finally had sex when we were 16 another side came out, this time hitting and punching.

At school, I always his the bruises with make-up, long-sleeved t-shirts, and jackets. At home, my mother couldn't have cared less, always high or fucking some guy.

I stayed with James and the beatings continued.

At the start of our junior year, I found out that I was pregnant at 17. I waited a few weeks until I told James and my mother. To say they were not pleased would be an understatement. James eventually got used to the idea that a baby was coming and got a job. The beatings continued, just not as hard as before.

When we found out we were having a boy I was excited. My little man. James didn't want to name him so I did. Lucas Charles Swan. The day he was born was one of the best days of my life. Even though my mom or James wasn't there, I still had my little Luke.

It was during Christmas break in my senior year that I was really shown how bad my life had been.

Lucas was just shy of turning a year old. James was watching Lucas while I was at work. When I came home I went to get my baby out of his crib, and I saw the bruises. I went off on James, yelling at him to tell me why he hit his son. He yelled back that he wouldn't stop crying.

When James slapped me across the face, cutting my lip, and stormed out the door, I went upstairs and packed mine and Lucas's things. I took all the money I have saved up from working in my life which was a lot. A few thousand.

I had bought myself a used four door mini cooper that I was proud of. I put all our things in the trunk. As soon as I got Lucas in his car seat, I drove.

Which is how I ended up in Forks, Washington.