This is my first story so please be honest with me on how you think it is going. I want you all to be brutally honest with me and don't be shy to say anything… I would love for you all to enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Thank you so much.

All rights reserved to the one and only Stephenie Meyer to her Twilight characters and some locations, I just like playing with peoples dolls and see how I can manipulate them before I am forced to put them away… Cross your fingers that I don't break them, but if they are mine then relax a little because mine are made to break. I have several of my own characters from my own mind in this story so don't make fun of me please.

~To Be Broken~

Chapter One : Talk and Pain

Summary:

A young girl named Leanna, Li for short, has some special abilities. Her father abuses her and her mother doesn't believe her. After a strange, yet perfect family comes, rescues her and adopts her as a new member of the family and things start to brighten up. Jasper knows they are mates, but she only thinks of him as an older brother will she be able to move on from her past and fall for Jasper or will they both be stuck broken without being whole.

Jasper x Leanna

-Leannas' POV-

The last day of school! I'm so happy to be able to play outside for the summer… until next year. I'm turning seven in a few days and my parents are going to give me the 'Big Girl Talk' and I have no idea what they mean by that, but I'm still excited. We are going to an Amusement Park for my birthday and I'm trying not to faint from the anticipation of my first roller coaster ride.

The whole school is holding their breath as the clock, ever so slowly, gets closer to the twelve to mark the end of the day and the start of summer. While everyone counts down from ten to one in their heads or under their breath I start to feel light headed. I know what it means and it always happened, it means somewhere nearby something bad is happening or about to happen. I found that about a year ago that my range was about ten miles for danger and I was never wrong. Then I hear everyone scream, even the teachers, with joy that this year was over and now we could relax.

I walk home because I live about a block or so way from Sanfrih Elementary in Grikop Ohio. Everyone here is polite and very liberal, but if you are too different, like my family, you are stared at and asked millions of questions about very personal things. I have many friends, but none of whom want to walk home with me because their parents disapprove of my parents. Grikop is a Catholic town that was established by witch hunters in the late seventeen hundreds. I know this because of my advanced ability to read, my parents had me reading Stephen King by time I was four, starting when I was about a year old.

Leaving me to my thoughts of how my old fashion Wiccan family can live well with closed minded people is a mystery to me, but we love this quiet town. We go to their church to learn life lessons and learn how differences can bring people together, but it is clearly easier for the younger generation than the older.

As I keep walking I can hear people at the park, which is about a half a mile from where I am by the way, laughing. I can feel eyes on me from down the street behind me, watching. I turn to look and there is an average height, pale, blond, honey-eyed man in professional clothing walking behind me. He noticed me looking at him and he smiles politely and waves, a common hello from a distance in this town, and I nod his way.

I turn the corner and once he is out of sight I book-it. I don't like the way people do that because it makes me feel like I am a piece of chocolate and they are the consumer, but I guess I'm being paranoid. In my mind people are cruel and manipulative and will take every advantage they can get. I hate that feeling, but when I hear that he reached the corner I slow down and continue walking at my normal pace.

Another fifty yards and I'll be at the door to my little Cottage-looking house and yard and out of this guy's range of sight. I turn again and three men and three women join him, with my keen sight I can see them all very clearly. One brunette, pixie like, hyper, short young lady, One blond, model looking, snooty, tall young lady, Another blond, motherly looking, lovely, tall older lady, One short haired blond, football player looking, not the person to mess with, tall young man, One brunette, another model looking, leave me to my thoughts, tall young man, One light brunette, well built, 'what are you looking at,' tall young man and the man from earlier.

They are talking about something, but once the 'Professional' man finishes what he's saying they all look my way and their eyes were all the same unnatural honey colored eyes. I smile and wave, trying to be friendly and make it seem that I am trying to make them feel welcome in the town, since they appear to be new. They waved back and I just kept walking when I saw them all turn back to talk. I try to focus on what they are saying, but they are talking too low for them to be human.

'What could they be? I've read that there are creatures (vampires, werewolves, sirens, etc.) and the people in my family have always had special abilities… even burnt at the stake because of some of them, but they hadn't given me any indication of them being creatures except for my hearing, eyes, appearance and demeanor. I would use my other abilities, but I'm not going to. I can't let them know I know something about them,' I thought to myself, but then my memory about vampires came to me- paler than alabaster, unnatural eyes, beautiful… just to draw you in so they can 'eat' you. I booked-it then and heard them talking louder now.

"What is the matter with her?" a female asks.

"She knows something," a male answers.

"Edward, we were invited to her house for dinner by her parents. We can explain ourselves to her then," the older male said.

I ran faster and I let the burst of wind take me as I realized that if my suspicions were correct then they must have abilities if one could hear my thoughts. The wind hit my back and their eyes watched as I was picked up a centimeter off the ground and went faster on the weightless air and I heard them gasp. I smiled thinking about how my learning gift and my father's gift left them speechless.

I made it to my door and ran inside. My parents asked what was wrong and I told them about the people with alabaster skin. "They are the Cullen Family and will be here for dinner at six-thirty sharp," My father says with a look that says 'We are in so much trouble', "Now do your homework and get ready for company. Be right here and ready fifteen minutes before they arrive, okay?"

"Okay, Mommy?" I asked.

"Yes hunny?" she asked.

"We need to update our log on the different creatures that exist in the world, because they are not like the other vampires I've studied," I say, "Their eyes were not red, but like honey or amber, so I don't think they hunt humans."

"Okay, we'll see after tonight then we can update them."

I go to my room to get ready after I finish my homework and I'm downstairs before six-o-five. My mother does my hair and make-up (YUCK!) and makes me put on my finest dress. I hate this, being who I'm not. I like my jeans and T-shirt, not make-up and a dress. We sit in the living room until we see lights in our drive-way and then we stand. A quick, light knock on the door and my dad is at the ready.

"Mr. Cullen and family, welcome to our home," motioning to my mom and myself.

"Pleasure," they all say in unison, but Mr. Cullen continues, "Nice to see you again young lady," nodding my way.

"Pleasure is mine Mr. Cullen," I say trying not to shiver at how quotes from my book come into mind and the model like man interjects my thoughts.

"We are not like that Ms.," he says, "I'm Edward and as you can guess I can read minds."

"Very unique," I say and they look at me confused, "Each gift is different, but you find two people with the 'same' gift it is slightly different. I have yet to find someone with my gift, but I've had all of your abilities in stock for about half a year now. I am a -how would you say- copier? I copy and enhance one's ability to its full potential."

My mother stands by my side and I feel her fear of my father coming off her. I feel my father getting furious that I'm speaking out of turn, but I can take the beating over and over again, I refuse to be a punching bag and if he beats me again I'll just back to the cops and report it again and have him arrested. The whole family introduces themselves and the empathy, Jasper, looks at my mother and I like he was just hit with her fear and my numbness.

"May I speak to your daughter alone," he asks, and then says low enough for only people with keen senses to be able to hear, "Carlisle, Rose, Emmett you're coming too."

"Well only if others go with you, her mother and I won't intervene with you talking to her."

"I'll go, along with my son and daughter Rose and Emmett," Dr. Carlisle Cullen says.

We walk to my room and Rosalie closes the door behind her. I sit politely in my desk chair and motion them to sit and they oblige. We sit in silence for a few moments then the question I was dreading came out of Jasper's mouth, though only loud enough for us to hear made my 'Poker-face' come across my face, "Does your father abuse you and your mother?"

I shake my head no, trying to get the memories out of my head, but say, "I can't talk about what happened behind closed doors of a family's home, the only one I can tell is Rosalie because she seems to be the only one who won't treat me like a precious porcelain doll."

She looks surprised, along with the others, when the men stand to give us privacy I tell them it's not necessary and asked for her hand and showed her my whole past, even my DNA's history, family history and all the burnings the women in my family have endured. When I finally let go she silently dry sobbed on Emmett's shoulder, and then told everyone else.

My pain became hers, she now knew my life story, everything I know and how I work. She will forever see herself in me and I knew it. As she saw my past I saw hers. She was raped, left for dead, changed, then murdered the men who caused her all that pain. I now forever see myself in her, because the one she trusted and loved hurt her and the same was happening to me, but we would always have that line of WHO has hurt us.

The doctor says it's alright to cry and all I can say is, "I've cried enough, my mother doesn't care enough to leave him, even after he did this," I lifted up my dress showing all the bruises that could be covered by the dress, revealing the lump on my back and the words 'Devil Spawn' carved into my lower back, "I have one more complaint to make if he beats me again then he goes to jail. I love my mother, but she is weak and falls for his lies every time. She is afraid of being alone and being beat is not enough to make her leave."

They are speechless and I motion them to leave my room and we enter laughing and joking like nothing serious was talked about.

"What did you all talk about?" my father asks.

"About what it's like to have abilities, being the 'Freaks' of the town and school," I lie straight through my teeth. He buys it and at that time my mother says dinner's ready.

The Cullen family has blood from my mother's vet clinic while we have steak and potatoes. We, well my father, made small talk and me and my mother comment where appropriate then Esme and Alice ask me a direct question, "Li, would you please show us and tell us your other abilities?"

I smile, I wasn't allowed to do it in front of my father, but smile none-the-less, but he answers before I can, "We don't permit her to use them. She should know how to function in life without them and so she can only do them during special occasions."

I look at him with disbelief, my mother just agrees with him and I excuse myself to the restroom and I start to silently sob when I get in there and lock the door. As I cry I hear screaming and arguing about me and what I showed the three men and Rose. My father says that 'I deserved what he does to me' and then more words are exchanged and then he says, "If you want her so damn badly take her with you!"

My mother remains quiet, never once saying a thing in my defense, but I knew that this would happen. She never once believed me… always took my father over me. I thought that she would say something when Jasper agreed and ran to my room to pack my stuff and Rose came to get me from my current location.

We walk out and I see the look of despair on my mother's face. I turn to look at her fully as I take off my dress, revealing my bruises, scars and other marks left by her 'beloved' husband, "You love him more than your own blood. Thank you so much for the few years that were my personal hell," I walked past her into the kitchen and grabbed my books on abilities as I walk out my father takes the book and looks me in the eye with an evil grin as it starts to burn, "You think that destroys the book? The memory of every word in there? I have that book memorized," I turn and reach Jasper, "And –by the way- that was your family tree, the real book is in my bag," at that he tries to save the book, but is unable to because it was seventy-five percent burnt when I told him. Thanks to my ability I enhanced the burning ability of the book and it wasn't salvageable.

We all walked out of my old house and were in their large car in a matter of seconds. I saw my mother crying and I couldn't even look at her. I was seated on Jasper's lap as we headed down the street to the police station. We were there at the station within minutes and they were talking to the police and I was with the doctor getting a check-up. Pictures were taken; my statement was taken and was told that I would have to testify.

I'm numb through the whole process. The Cullen's say that they will take care of me and gave where they lived, worked and went to school. I didn't register what was happening as I was picked up, driven into the woods taken to a very open house, walked into said house, walked up some stairs, walked into a room and left with Jasper.

I broke down then, fell onto the floor –well what I think was a floor- and I can hear Jasper trying to sooth me, "Shhh, it'll be alright. Da'lin', no matter what I'll keep you safe," he keeps soothing me and soon blissful sleep over comes my senses. I can feel myself being lifted and placed on something soft, but then I black out.

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