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Wildflower

Chapter 1

"Well maybe if we left this craphole we could be making more money! Did you ever think about that?!"

"Well maybe if you actually worked we wouldn't have a problem!"

I was sick and tired of this crap.

This is the second time today that they started arguing. At this point in their marriage they were arguing over any little fucking thing. Right now it's about money, and a little dig about mom not working.

"You know I have to take care of Bella! I don't have time to work!"

I'm not 2...I'm 17. Perfectly capable of taking care of myself. Heck I could balance the checkbook and pay the bills better than both of them.

"Bella is seventeen years old! She has her own car and is fully able to take care of herself! Don't be looking for an excuse to not work!"

Well thank goodness dad knows. Mom doesn't do shit at home...besides eat and watch her soaps.

"Well I have a house to clean don't I?! Or would you rather do it?!"

She doesn't even clean the house. I do...awkward...

"You don't even clean the house! Bella does!"

Just kidding then...

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, I'm seventeen years old. The two bickering people up front are Charlie and Renee Swan. My dad and mom. We live in a place called Forks, Washington. Right now we are on our way to Port Angeles to go shopping. Well I'm going shopping, I don't know about my parents. I was meeting my friend Jessica instead.

"Bella go shop, your father and I will be there soon" my mom said, looking at me from the corner of her eye.

"Sure...laters" I said, slipping out of the car and heading into the shopping mall. I was waiting for my friend, when I saw someone out of the corner of my eye looking at me. His stare was giving me the creeps. He had dark blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, white shirt with a black leather jacket, and dark wash jeans.

"Hey Bella!"

I turned and saw Jessica getting out of her parent's car, her mom behind the wheel. I waved to her mom and waited for my friend to catch up with me. I didn't consider her my best friend, I had no best friends.

"Hey Jessica, you ready?" I asked, walking into the mall building. We headed into different shops and I watched as she bought twelve different outfits at almost every store. I bought things I needed, jeans, sweaters, shirts and a few pairs of shorts. I was waiting for Sears so I could go buy some intimates.

"Bella why don't you buy stuff from Victoria Secret's? Like me?" Jess asked as we walked into said store.

I shrugged "I don't know, just not my style" I said.

"It's okay, not everyone can make not having boobs look good" she said nonchalantly. I stopped where I was and looked at her.

"Umm, thanks I guess?" I said, my feelings kind of hurt, yet wondering what it had to do with the store. I tried brushing it off, knowing that if I got offended things would get loud.

"Oh Bella don't be offended, I'm being a friend and telling you the truth" she said, as if that made things better-which it didn't.

She made little comments like that the rest of the day as we kept shopping. She was either saying I ate too little when I said I wasn't hungry, and then she said I ate too much when I did, said plain was my style when I got my intimates. By the end of our trip I was glad to be rid of her.

After she had gone I tried calling my parents to come pick me up. Of course they didn't answer their phones.

After an hour of hanging around I decided to go eat dinner. I grabbed a quick meal at Denny's before going back to the front of the mall to wait. Another hour had passed so I went to go take the bus.

"Shit" I said, after I had walked thirty minutes with no sign of the bus that went to Forks.

"Was it a left then a right? Or straight then a left?" I asked myself out loud.

I was walking back when I saw someone standing behind me. It was the same guy that gave me the creeps at the mall.

My eyes widened as he started walking towards me, not saying a word. I turned and ran, trying to lose him. I ran for all of ten minutes when I tripped and fell, landing on my wrists.

I didn't know how close he was until I made a move to get up and ended up sprawled under him.

"NO!" I screamed, trying to move my leg to knee him in the groin. He seemed to sense my intent and raised his fist, punching me in the side of my face.

It didn't knock me out, but it dazed me enough to stop my moving. I saw him reach into his back pocket draw out a bandana, gagging me to prevent me from shouting.

"Don't worry Little Girl. Everything will be alright" he said, sounding like a parent soothing a child, his voice laced with malice and anger.

I kept trying to move, especially when he started unbuckling my jeans. He used one hand to hold me down, the other along with his feet to slip off my shoes and jeans. I saw him reach down and yank of my underwear before starting to unbuckle his pants.

I began moving in earnest, making one last effort to get away from him. It was no use. I felt him line up and slam into me, breaking my hymen in one go.

My virginity was gone...

Lost to this monster above me.

I felt tears start to leak from my eyes, from pain and the feeling of this monster hurting me.

He started moving, pumping himself in and out of me. I lay there, trying to block this all out of my head, but I knew I had to do something in order to get evidence for the police. My dad didn't raise a dumb daughter. I knew I needed DNA samples, so as soon as he made to release I scratched him, my nails leaving scars on his face. He released into me, before pulling out and slapping my face for the scratches.

"You fucking bitch!" he yelled, kicking me in the ribs after he got up. He did his pants up, before kicking me one last time.

I saw him walk away, leaving me here to rot.

At no point during this entire incident did my parents try to contact me.

AN: Hey everyone! Here is my first chapter of my new story! I hope you all like it and don't worry I'm going to work my hardest to make sure I update as much as possible! (: Please review and tell me how it was! I hope this story turns out good!