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Bella

It's not a surprise I was cowering in my closest again, I'm only fourteen. Charlie was drunk again, stumbling around, yelling curse words every two seconds. He was yelling at me to come out. My heartbeat was doubled and tears were streaming down my face. My bruises and cuts from the last incidence had not healed yet. My arms were wrapped around my legs and my face was buried in my jeans. His voice stopped and the silence made my heart go faster and I stopped breathing. Next thing I knew, the closest door flung open and Charlie was glaring at me, an evil grin planted upon his face.

He drug me out of the closest by my hair, I was screaming all the way. There was no one else around for my mother was dead and I was an only child. He threw me against a wall and my back it hard. My cheeks were wet and I could hardly see from the tears. Charlie brought back his fist and started to punch me repeatedly until I blacked out.

When I woke up, my clothes had blood stains on it and my body ached. Charlie was on the floor snoring. I tried not to make any sounds as I got up. The pain from my whole body made it very difficult. I walked into my bedroom and looked at the damage. Tears came down as I looked at it. My whole body was black and blue, deep cuts were there and they looked like they went on forever. I carefully put some medication to keep it from getting infected and I put on some loose fitting pants and a long striped shirt. Before I went out to go to school, I looked at myself.

I hated what I saw. I hated myself. I hated Charlie. And I hated everyone else for not seeing what he was doing to me. I walked out of the house and a few tears slid down again. School wasn't that far away so I always walked. I tried to straighten up when I got there but it only made my heart hurt worse. The bell rang and I went straight into class. The teacher was standing in front of the classroom. A boy and a girl who I didn't recognize was standing next to her.

"Students. This is Edward and Alice. They are new students here. Please be nice to them. Now, pick your seats." There were tables in the classroom and it was a rule only four can sit at each. There was one other table that was completely empty or my table that was left. They sat down at mine. I didn't look at them for I had enough problems to deal with.

My composition book was in front of me. It was sort of like my dairy. I drew pictures in it and said how I felt. No one saw it expect for me for I brought it everywhere. The teacher put on a movie and let us free talk. I put my head down and tried to think of something else then what was waiting for me at home after school.

"Hi, I'm Alice," the pixie looking girl said to me cheerfully. "Who are you?" She smiled at me. I sat up straight but then slumped in my chair with my head down. No sign of emotion invaded my features.

"I'm Bella." It came out into some form a whisper. "It's lovely to meet you, Alice."

"What's wrong, Bella?" Edward asked me. I looked over to a boy who was gorgeous.

"Um…Nothing," I decided to answer. He gave me a look like he didn't believe me. I wanted to change the subject from me, in case something I didn't want to be said was said. "How are you liking it here at this school so far?" I asked, unsure of the question.

"It's great. I love it here. The people are so nice and it has a very lovely color. Although I could do better," she smirked. Edward-who was on my left side-poke my side. Usually poking is just to have fun with the person but it wasn't for me. I closed my eyes, to hold back a scream, and moved quickly away from his finger.

My words came out in a whisper. "Please….please don't do that." When I opened my eyes, I could see confusion marked all over his face, just as well as Alice's. Tears were threatening to invade my eyes but I swallowed them back down. My side-where he poked me-burned like fire and I was biting my tongue. "I'm…sorry…. I have to go." I grabbed my stuff. I told a little white lie to the teacher and ran out of class and into the girls bathroom. I went into a corner stall and let a few tears escape and I looked at my stomach. It looked somewhat worse.

After the bell rang to say that class period was over, I grabbed my stuff that I brought with me and walked slowly out of the bathroom. As I was at my locker, Alice came up to me. She seemed to be thinking about things, just as I do.

"Bella…" she slowly began. "I know that we just met and all….but I do consider you as my friend. I'm not wrong about that, am I?" I shook my head no. "Okay, good. And if there is something bothering you….you can tell me." She smiled weakly and walked away. I was mystified. No one has ever said that to me. She was the new girl and she was the first person to ever tell me I could talk to her. About anything. I got my books and closed my locker in a trance. I walked into the next hour. I didn't see Alice in there but I saw Edward. He was talking to the teacher in the front of the class. I took my usual seat in the far back corner.

I slowly brought my legs up on the chair and held them. I didn't really have any friends to talk to. I shied away from everyone and pushed people away. Ever since my mother died, I'm afraid to get close to anybody. I rested my chin on my knees and Edward made his way towards me. He sat in the desk next to mine. I smiled weakly at him. I did the best I could but I knew it wasn't very convincing. He looked like he had something on his mind. The teacher began to do his job and he was chatting quite happily. I couldn't focus in on whatever he was saying.

Out of the corner of my eye, I kept on seeing Edward sneak glances at me. They weren't glaring glances, though. They were concern and mystery glances. My hair fell in front of my face and I buried my face in it. Third hour was much the same. No Alice and Edward glanced at me a lot. Lunch time came quickly, and for that, I was thankful.

For that night, I hadn't eaten anything. Hardly anything was provided to me. If I needed something, I had to get it on my own. I got my lunch with a lot of extras like chips and sat down at my table. My table is always deserted besides me. I was so use to sitting alone, I didn't care anymore. In fact, that's how I liked it. Quietness to think and to plan. Alice and Edward came and sat down in front of me, at my table.

"Hi," they said together.

"Oh, uh, hi," I said quietly, surprised. I felt like a pig as I chowed down on my food but I couldn't care less. All I cared about is that I was eating. Once I was done and my belly was full. I threw away my tray and came back. Alice was chewing on an apple and Edward was slurping some milk. Once I sat down, I rested my chin on the table and looked at them. They looked at me.

"Would you like to come over after school today, Bella?" Alice asked randomly, chewing her apple. She smiled at me friendly.

I smiled back. "Sure," I replied. Anything is better to go back to Charlie.

After school, Alice and Edward were waiting for me out front. Alice lead me to a Hummer with a good looking man was driving it. "Mom, Dad. this is Bella. Bella this is my dad, Carlisle and my mother, Esme."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Cullen and Miss. Cullen."

"Please, call us by our first names, Bella, dear," Esme said in a sweet voice and smiled at me. I climbed into the car after Edward. He had bitch. Carlisle drove down a forest looking road. He went threw some bushes and it opened up to a large and beautiful home. I felt a pang of jealousy but I ignored it. I got out and Alice grabbed me by the hand and walked me into her room. I was happy that my hand wasn't bruised. I sat down on her bed and she smiled at me.

"Lets talk, Bella!" Alice exclaimed and clapped her hands happily.

"About what?" I asked slowly. I didn't know where this conversation was heading and what I don't know about, I was wary about it.

"Well, lets get to know each other first. Like, who do you live with?" Alice was sitting on the floor and had her legs crossed. The pixie girl was so pretty.

"I live with my father…Charlie…" I said, slowly again.

"Oh? And what is he like?" Alice grinned.

I had to think of something quick to say. I couldn't bust out saying, 'Charlie is an alcoholic and beats me daily.' "He's nice, I suppose. What's your parents like?" I changed the subject.

"They are very caring and giving and very loving. I love them a lot," she smiled. I liked Alice but what made me sad was that she had everything I didn't have.

"Is it just you, them, and your brother?"

"Mm-hmm. But Edward can be very annoying though," she giggled. "Is it just you and Charlie?"

"Yes." I tried to hid the sadness in my voice and I think I disguised it well. "Do you want to play a game or something…?" I asked because it felt like I was being interrogated.

"Sure! What would you like to play?" Alice got up and ran over to her closest. Her closest was bigger then my house, practically. She ran over to a certain part in the room and brought out games in her arms. "We could play Candy Land…or…Uno….or…. OR WE COULD PLAY BATTLESHIP!!! Lets play that!" I agreed and we spent a good time play it. It was about seven until my phone started vibrating. My heart rated accelerated and my eyes widen for I knew who it was. It was the devil himself to yell at me. To kill me. To take my soul.

It was Charlie and I looked at my phone in terror as I took it out of my pocket. Alice watched me, confused. I flipped open my phone and brought it to my ear slowly after pressing accept. "Hell-hello?" I stuttered.

"Where the fuck are you?!" Charlie yelled into the phone. He was angry and I could tell he was drunk. Again. "Get your fucking ass home this instant! You are so dead when you get home!"

"Oh-okay. I'm on my way. By-bye." I stuttered and hung up the phone. I stood up from the board game Monopoly. I forced the tears down. "Can your parents drive me home?" She nodded and Carlisle drove me home. "You can stop here," I said quietly, looking down. We were a block away from my house. I wasn't sure if Charlie was standing outside the house for me and I didn't want to take that chance. I got out of the car. "Thank you," I said and closed the door. After he drove away, I slowly walked back to my house.

I was right. He was standing outside, waiting for me to return. His face was beet red and in his hands were beer bottles. His clothes were slightly torn and his hair was a mess. "There you are you little bastard!" His words were slurred and he stumbled over to me. "Now get your ass in that house! Your about to receive your punishment." His words burned inside of my chest. When he said punishment, he laughed slightly and followed me in through the door. Before I had a chance to run, he kicked me down and started kicking me over and over again. I screamed and I cried and I begged him to stop but he did not comply. He just laughed and kept saying that it was what I deserved.

"No one could ever love a thing like you," he spat as I was bleeding once again and he was just about to leave. "Your hideous and I hate you. Do the fucking world a favor, and crawl under a rock and slit your throat you piece of garbage." With that, he slammed his bedroom door. I held my stomach as I crawled back into my room. There was a lot of bleeding I had to work quickly. I put pressure upon it and it started to stop. I didn't have enough strength to get myself onto bed so I slept on the hard floor.

When I woke up the next morning, my cheeks were dry with tears and my shirt was bloody so were my pants. Much like the morning before, I did the same routine. When I got to school, I was early and I slid down to the floor-carefully-in front of my locker. Alice came running up to me. And sat down next to me, with a smile.

"Hey. What's up? What happened when you got home?"

"Nothing," I lied. She smirked.

"Listen. For math, I totally need help!" She frowned deeply. "I suck at it! Do you think you can help me?"

I wasn't a math wiz but I guess I could help. "Sure. Where would you like to study at?"

"How about you house?" Inside my head, it was screaming, 'No! No! You cannot!'

"Can't. Can we study here? Perhaps at the library?"

A weird look came across her face but she reluctantly agreed. I could tell she knew something was up but I wasn't about to let her find out. "It's because my house is very small and it's dirty," I covered and she nodded like she understood. I just saved my ass. I sighed a sigh of relief as Edward came running up.