This is my new story. I've been thinking about it lately and decided to write it. Hope you like it.
Chapter One-
Bella's POV
I had no where else to turn. I couldn't stay here and deal with all of this. But I have to...don't I? If I ever told someone or "pulled a stupid stunt" he would...he would...he couldn't, he wouldn't...would he?He would. No doubt about it. If he would take advantage of me he sure would take advantage of her, and she's much more vulnerable than I am, so easily swayed. She always has been, how else would I have coaxed her from her less intelligent ideas throughout my life. So why me? Why would he go after me without even glancing at my mother? Because she gives him what he wants. Yes, that's it. They are married, and she loves him, why would she ever give it a second thought? She is unknowingly his "slave" in a way, not exactly though. He doesn't mistreat her in any way, he loves her too. It would be nearly impossible for him to ever do anything to her. So that brings me back to an earlier question...would he actually do it?
I sat in my room surrounded by loneliness as I thought about all these things. I was barely paying attention to the music blasting from my headphones. I acknowledged the song and, tired of thinking, I focused on the lyrics and let myself get lost in the words to Hollywood Whore by Papa Roach. It was late, almost midnight, Sunday night. I would have to deal with school tomorrow...the school I transferred to when I had to move from Phoenix, Arizona to the wonderful, sunny state of Florida. I hate it, it's too happy here. It's a fake happy, all of it a show for the tourists, an attraction to lure people away from their everyday lives miles and miles from here. I wish I had accepted Charlie's offer to move in with him, but that would qualify as a "stupid stunt".
You know what? I want to pull the biggest stupid stunt of my life, it would be the best ting that I ever did. He would never do what he says he would, they were just hollow threats, well, except for the ones that involved only me, he never broke a promise about me, but he couldn't hurt her. I couldn't deal with another night like last night. I simply couldn't.
I grabbed the black backpack for school and emptied everything out of it and stuffed it with clothes. I saw a notebook that had been in the backpack and thought of Renee. I opened it to a random clean page and wrote a single word on it: Goodbye. I laid it on the edge of the bed and left.
Hope you like it. Please review and tell me if you think I should continue it. It would mean a lot...especially if you want the next chapter. Anyways...thanks for reading!