Summary: Edward is being abused by Carlisle, and here is way of reaching out for help. This is a one shot so i probably won't make it a story. but if you want it to be turned into one let me know when you review! :D and i'll consider it. DON'T get upset about this. it's just a story, a twist to the whole 'bella gets abused by Charlie and Edward rescues her' This time Edward is the one who needs to be rescued. all human. and Edward and Alice are brothers/sisters rosalie and jasper are twins Emmett is an only child just like Bella is. it's written in letter form because i think the font looks cool. lol and it's got Edward's name in it. just icnase it doesn't show up the name of it is Edwardian Script ITC :P sorry if it sucks i don't have anything dangling between my legs and i'm not abused so i don't know what it's like. (:
Disclaimer: i don't own twilight...... however I like to think Edward and Jacob are my bitches so i own them. ;D
edward:...... -_-
Jacob: .umm.....
:D yah!
Dear Alice,
The hate i have against him is burning me inside and out. He hits me Alice.... hard. I know i should take it like a man. But this is my house, my safe-haven where i should be able to come.. to escape from the world, not be tortured by my own father! I get so frusterated because i can't hit him back... i want him to feel the pain he puts me through... every fucking day. Actually no i want it to be worse, i want him to beg me to stop for forgiveness. and when he does.... i'll laugh. i will laugh so hard i'll cry. I know this is awful to say but, everynight when he's asleep up in his warm cozy bed and i'm down here all i can think about is revenge. Anyway possible to make him suffer like i do. i don't know how many times i've walked up the stairs into the kitchen gripping the biggest knife in my hand, just telling myself this is the last night he will ever hurt me. It sounds so sweet. So why, why do i run back downstairs into my basement, and hurt myself instead?I don't understand my own actions anymore. It's like i've lost control over myself. what is wrong with me? i'm insane, psychotic, crazy, disturbed, mental. whatever you want to call it, i need help. major help. Sorry to make you have to worry so much, stay safe... Don't tell HER about this.
Love, Edward