Bpov

I quietly slid out of the bed so not to desterb Charlie. My body still aching from last night. Charlie went and got drunk again and that ended in disastrous consiquenses. Heading into the bathroom I grabbed a towel and locked the door behind me. Using the full length mirror that hung in the bathroom I calcutated my injurys.

Damm it! Several more blue and purple brusises had been added to the already existing yellow and green ones.

Flashback

'Bella! Get your fat arse down here!' Charlie called from the living room

'ok daddy!' I replied, dang he was drunk again

I ran down the stairs two at a time and was met by a slap across the face then to be thrown onto the couch

'pants down. NOW!' he shouted. apparently going to slow for him he ripped of my jeans and panties down then forced his way inside of me.

End of flashback

god and i thought it had been getting better, the beatings were becoming less frequent and when they did happen they weren't as bad. but i guess coming up to the annerversary of mums 'accident' charlies started drinking again and well he went back to rape.

i need to get out of here but i cant go anywhere, i have nowhere to go. ill have to stick with it untill i get my own place

god. the next thing he's going to do is kill me, I can take it anymore!

Epov

the night we moved back to forks Carlisle made the hole clan hunt we were chasing a large heard of deer when we heard crying It sounded like a teenage girl. we had forgotten our boundary's again. We finished our hunt and headed home. I told my family that I was going to my meadow but really I was going to investigate. i knew Emmett was following me, his thoughts were all over going from Rosalie to me to the and back again. As i came to the back of the house where the crying was coming from I could hear some vile thoughts coming from an upstairs room.

more, more, MORE! stupid girl.

stop moving! stop crying! STOP SCREAMING!

so tight. she should be used to this by now!

i was so desgusted, how could someone do that to a teenage girl!?

"bro, edward? heellooooo? eddddddddddiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee?" Emmett was calling from a distance

"DONT CALL ME EDDIE!" i snapped back at him. I ran with all my speed towards the direction in witch his voice and thoughts were coming from and tackled him to the ground.

"ow, dude! THAT FIRE-TRUCKING HURT!" he screamed at my retreating figure. he is such a baby