Things happen for certain reasons in life. Some reasons we don't understand, others we do. I've had quite a few of these reasons in my life, but none of them were good for me. My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I prefer to be called Bella. To me Isabella is just to formal for this century. My father, Charlie, is the police chief in the small, dreary, town of Forks, Washington. My mother, Renee, divorced Charlie when I was just a baby. Renee had told me that Charlie couldn't be trusted because the reason they divorced was that supposedly Charlie had cheated on my Renee with her best friend, Sue Clearwater.
When Renee left Charlie she relocated in Phoenix, Arizona. Even though Renee didn't trust Charlie, he still had custody over as much as Renee did. I used to spend two weeks in Forks every summer, but it has been years sense I have seen Forks or Charlie. When I was fifthteen my mom married Phil Dywer. He plays baseball for a living, but only minor league. After hearing this you may think she has a good life. She is probably popular in school too. Well, I was, but did you hear that little was part at the end.
I always had the boys hanging all over me. But I always turned them down. It was hard to be nice and says no in the same sentence. For some reason it was just hard for me to say no to people. I was captain of the cheerleading squad as well. Most people believe that cheerleaders are sluts or just stuck up bitches. And most of the time they are and also they are really dumb. One day in class Amy, a girl on the squad who hated me for being captian, was asked by , our math treacher, what eleven times nine was. And guess what she said, 10. I was a straight A student so I just had to laugh with everyone else in the class.
Even for me being on the cheerleading squad I was not girly like all my friends were. I was more of the tomboy type. Renee was not very happy that I didn't like to wear makeup, or didn't like to wear sky high heels and mini skirts that showed to much skin for my taste. My whole life changed one faithful night in October.
Flashback
As I walked to my truck from the quiant little bookstore in a town near Phoenix, I could hear footsteps from behind me. I had just recently seen a horror movie with my one friend and was sure I just thought I heard footsteps behind me. I had just reached my truck and being the unbalanced person I was I dropped the keys due to the bags of books in my hands. As I neeled down to get them I felt a pair of hands cover my mouth as I tried to scream for help. The person roughfly grabbed me and pinned me in to the brick wall of a building. I knew that I was not going down without a fight and this sick bastard just kept me from getting free.
The monster kerp groping me as I tried to kick him in the family jewels or punch him in the gut. He finally figured out that I was trying to get him off of me and he slammed my head back against the brick wall. I felt the blood drip down the side of my head. Before I knew it I had screamed, he hit me and I blacked out in to unconsiousnes. When I woke up I was in the hospital. The doctor told me that I had been raped and that they had caught the monster that had did this to me. His name was James Volturi and he was an escaped convict.
End Flashback
From that moment I was never the same. I became mute and emo. Renee got so angry at me that she would leave for periods of times were I was by myself. I wasn't the perfect daughter she wanted anymore, I was just a little freak that lived with her. When she married Phil she even told the ushers that I was not allowed to be at the wedding. They then went on their honeymoon for two whole months and I was left to fend for myself. When they got back from their honeymoon both Renee and Phil started to abuse me and they treated me like a slave.
They kicked me out of my bedroom and made it in to a spare bedroom and moved me into the attic. The only things in my new room was a mattress on the floor and a small cubboard that was supposed to be my closet. The beatings were just small compared to the beatings I get now. I have no friends anymore and I went from the top of the food chain to the very bottom. This is my life and I am lucky to still have a roof over my head. I had this feeling that something was going to happen, something that would change my life forever.