I know its not really an Update like you all wanted but I needed a BETA this was horrid when I reread it.
So I will be cleaning these all up and making them readable.
Thank You so Much for my BETA
JadeKitty
Well my name is Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella. Though Melissa calls me momma. Oh, and I'm 17.
Confused? Here, let's start from the beginning: Well, my parents Charlie and Renee both divorced when I was a baby. My mom took me with her and I just visited my dad over the summer.I always loved going to Forks to see my dad. Daddy's little I was 5 my mom started dating and some of the guys were not very nice.
She soon met a man named Phil. I was 10, and at first, I liked him, he was really great guy. He made my mom happy. He wasn't a creep like the men my mom usually brought , he asked mom to marry him and he became my step dad.
Everything was great for the first two years. It was just like before with me and mom, just add another one-night Phil came home late from work - he works in a huge factory doing a lot of hard usually does come home late but he always calls to tell us. My mom was so worried when we never got a he got home he was drunk and Renee lashed out on him; she never liked drunks and he had never taken more than one beer before.
He hit mom fell to the floor and she was just staring at him shocked, as was I.
I couldn't believe he hit thing I knew, my mom started to talk to him trying to calm him. She was scared, you could see started yelling and they fought, and he slammed her against the wall. She fell limp to the floor and he came for me. He grabbed me by my hair, pushing me up against the wall yelling in my ear.
I thought I would go deaf. He told me he's had it with me teasing him, always in my booty shorts and small little tank tops, he said he's finally going to give me what I wanted him to give me.I was crying. I told him I didn't do it, that I didn't understand. That just got him mad and he hit 's when he raped me. I would say more but it's just to...to horrible to that day he would beat us regularly and sometimes he would invite friends over to do things to us too. When it was close to the summer I was almost jumping with joy. Phil wouldn't let me visit dad for Christmas, he made some big thing that his parents wanted both mom and me there at his place for Christmas, but he can't say anything for summer.
Phil knew this, knew my daddy would know something was wrong if I didn't come for the summer. We bought the tickets a month before summer and he already beat me with the belt. I swore not to tell anyone not even my police chief dad what he does to me.I was so happy that I get to leave and see my daddy. Get away from here just for a while.
I was wrong. My dad called to make sure I was still getting on my flight that was the next morning and Phil made me tell him over the phone that I didn't want to see him. I want to stay with Phil, my new daddy and I love him. I said those things and when I heard my dad's voice so sad, so hurt, telling me that he understands and still loves me I broke. I screamed into the phone help telling him "Phil is beating me daddy! Help!" Phil took the phone and ripped it from the wall. He smacked me hard and started to kick and punch me over and over again.I soon blacked out by the time I came to I was in the hospital and my dad was by my told me that once he heard the dial tone of the phone and he called back and it said the phone had been disconnected, he called Arizona police sending them our way while he hurried to the airport and bought a ticket to the first flight out.
When I woke in the hospital, my dad told me that my mom had died trying to stop Phil from hurting me and that I had a broken leg, two cracked ribs, a broken hand, a concussion, and internal bleeding. I was black and blue, head to toe.I started to recover, and when I was alright enough to be moved I was transferred to the dad never left my side he took off two months to stay with me.
I told him about Phil, and I cried. He brought me to a shrink and the lady was a quack. Truth was, he saved me he was always there to protect me and the fact he wasn't there to protect me then made me miss him and want to be with him all the time. The quack had said that I have a case of abandonment issues and that I should have some time apart from my dad to overcome it, but that just made me freak out.
Yes, I freaked when any other men are around me and yes, I have nightmares every night, but one thing is that I will never not want my dad there to save dad fired her and just told me that we'll get through it together.
Finally, I'm out of the hospital they couldn't let me leave because I was sick, but I didn't feel sick though I kept throwing it didn't stop when I get home, I'm supposed to go back to the hospital.A month passed, and I still didn't stop. I hid it from my dad for a while, but I soon told him. I was starting to get scared.
We went back to the hospital to find that I'm pregnant at dad was furious. He wanted Phil dead; he kept repeating it.I was scared yet… ok.I did always dream of falling in love, getting married, having kids and living happily ever after.
I was 12. I believed in fairy tales. I told my dad I want to keep the baby. After they explained abortion and what that was, I screamed I literally screamed. How could I kill my baby?Then, hearing giving my baby to someone else to raise. I just couldn't do it and dad understood. Though he wasn't happy, he supported my choice, he just didn't think it could be done with school and his job, but we managed
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