Disclaimer: I'm sorry, I don't own Twilight, I know I cried to.
A/N: This is going to be my longest story ever. I've been boggling the story in my brain for awhile. This is the preface of my story. (all human)
Age Chart: Alice 14, Jon, 17
Stand in the rain, stand your ground.
Stand up when it's all crashing down.
Stand through the pain, you won't drown.
One day what's lost can be found.
Stand in the rain.
"Stand In the Rain," by Superchick.
Alice's POV
I walked in to my boyfriend Jon's house. Jon seemed really nice, to everyone. He seemed nice to me, but not for long.
"Jon?" I called, I heard the TV on so I went for the family room. Except Jon didn't really have a family. Just a drunk for a dad, and his mom lived somewhere else, his parents were divorced. I felt bad for Jon, everyone did, his mom abandoned him and left him with a worthless father. If you could cal him that. His father was hardly home. As soon as he left work he went to the bar and came in late.
I walked into the small living room, and saw Jon sprawled across the couch.
"Jon?" I asked, his head snapped up at me. He stood up, he wasn't very steady. I realized he was drunk. Never in my life would I have thought of Jon being drunk, like his father. He always preached about being a better man than him.
"Are you drunk?" I asked, just out of shock. He stumbled forward, I backed up a little.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked in his sickening drunk voice.
"You told me to come over today, remember? You called yesterday and asked me to come." I said slowly, not knowing what he was thinking. He suddenly stumbled forward and grabbed me around the kneck, shoving me into the wall. I screamed in terror.
"Shut the hell up!" he snarled, breathing his beer breath into my face, I choked back a gag.
He grabbed me by the hair and threw me five feet across the room, I hit the coffee table hard, I cried out in pain.
"I said shut up!" he yelled, dragging me up to his face by my arm. He threw me into the hallway, I hit the wall. I was sobbing heavily.
He hit me in the face, I cried out.
"Please stop!" I choked out, his fist made contact with my jawline once more.
"Get out of my house you little bitch." he growled. Gladly, I thought. I was slowly getting up, my back was bleeding from where my back hit the table, the glass had shattered into my back. Appparently I wasn't fast enough, he grabbed me by the leg and drug me to the back door, and he threw me out. I landed hard on my back. "If you tell anyone, you can count on dieing." he said, then back stumbled inside. I slowly got up, holding myself together it seemed like. I limped away, I fell right outside the forest line. (Jon lived in the La Push where his house was in the middle of the forest) There was no way I was riding my bike back. I curled up against a tree and lay there, hoping no one would find me.
A/N: So there was the basic idea of what's going on, please review and tell me what you think.
The next chapter will bring Jasper, and Alice's family. Jasper is supposed to help her get through this, he's not gonna find out any time soon. Maybe. I'm not sure if it's any good or not, but this is just the preface so please tell me if you think this story has potential. Trust me it will get better.
~Pixie~
