Bella is wild and she doesn't give a crap about anybody. Well that will change when Bella decides to move to Chicago and meets the very mysterious, sexy, and a tattooed Edward Cullen. Lemons! B/E All Human
A/n:These characters are not mine! They are the Stephanie Meyer's
I also hope you guys like my story. It is my first fanfic. Enjoy!
Chapter 1 - Leaving Fucking Forks.
Finally I am leaving Forks. I am so excited to leave this place that has caused me so much pain and heartache. I would jump up and down and squeal like a fucking girlie-girl, but I am not that kind of girl. I am the kind of girl that would beat up the little girlie-girl and wouldn't give a fuck if I made her cry because she had a black eye.
I am the kind of girl that does not give a fuck about any ones feelings; you can say I get that from Charlie. The person that helped make me, my biological father, or the guy who got my mom knocked up. Whatever. I will be damned if I called him a father. When I was younger Charlie did not show me any kind of love, he didn't show me that he cared about me, and he sure didn't care about how I felt. I guess you can say like father like daughter. But the difference about me and Charlie is that I will never have a kid. I will be damned if I made a life miserable with a fucked up and careless mother like me.
Now that I am 18 years old, I can do whatever the fuck I want. I decided to leave this fucked up town and move to Chicago, Illinois. Me and my ex-boyfriend Jake always talked about moving out of this shitty town. For some reason the name Chicago seemed to stick and also the pictures of Chicago seemed to fascinate us. We were supposed to go together, but that was before Jake decided to break up with me. He said that I changed and he wasn't able to keep up with me any longer. I do agree with Jake, I did change. When my mom died from cancer last year, I lost it. I started going to Seattle for parties and began doing cocaine and heroin. My mom was the only one who really cared for me, she made me her world and she was my world. And when I saw her suffer for so long to seeing her lifeless body in a casket, I completely lost it. I turned to drugs and sex to ignore the pain.
Jake tried to stop my wild ways, but he only tried a little bit. I feel that Jake really didn't care or love me. I believe that he just wanted to fuck me everyday and have someone to talk to. Jake used me the same way I used him. I didn't love Jake; I just liked the sex and talking about how life is so fucked up. Wasn't like the sex was perfect, I had to do all the work, he just didn't know how to use his body right. The guy had no rhythm, he didn't know my sweet spots and he didn't know how to use his 8 inch dick very well. His dick was a nice size. And he sure in the hell isn't taking advantage of what god has given him, what a waste!
"Bella its time to fucking go! Hurry your ass; I have to be a work at fucking 4:00." Charlie yells at me, like he normally does. I am sure in the hell not going to miss his mean ass.
"I am coming." I try to say innocently. When I really wanted to say," I am coming, you fucking asshole. I wish that you fucking die a lonely man, you sun of a bitch." But of course I couldn't, he was my ride to Port Angeles Airport. And I bet if I said that I would miss my flight and I would be stuck in Forks. And I sure on the hell wouldn't have that happen. Even if I had to kiss Charlie's ass all damn week, I needn't to get the hell out of here and I must do things that I don't want to do.
Zipping my last duffel bag, I headed down stairs, to see Charlie watching TV.
"Hey Charlie, I'm ready." I say hesitantly. Usually if I interrupt Charlie watching TV, he will slap the shit out of me, and yell. And I am really not in mood for any of Charlie's hits.
"About damn time, let's head out." Charlie gets up and heads towards the door. He decides not to help me with my 2 huge duffel bags, which are extremely heavy. I struggle out side to Charlie's police cruiser. Charlie has been chief of police in Forks, Washington, forever. A lot of people in Forks don't get locked up But every once in awhile there is someone disturbing the peace. It's crazy how Charlie's job is to enforce the law. But he constantly hits me or even beats me every now and then. I still have a huge bruise on my back from him hitting me with a cutting board. This is when he found out that I got a huge tattoo on my back of a dragon. (A/n: The picture of Bella's dragon is my avatar.)
That tattoo took 3 days to be completely finished. Of course it wasn't just 3 days straight without having a break. My tattooist named Jimmy, decided to do the tattoo every 4 hours. And his decision to do my tattoo every 4 hours took 3 days to finish. So for me to have this tattoo, it has taken 12 hours of this burning sensation and feeling like someone stabbing me constantly on the back. Also I had to pay Jimmy 800 dollars, which was a discount I might add, hey! It's a HUGE tattoo. Plus the gas money which I spent a lot on, going back and forth to Forks and Seattle for 3 days, which is a lot of gas! But every time I look at my tattoo, I know all the pain, money, and time was worth it. I got to give it up to my boy Jimmy, he did a great job!
I put my bags in the back seat of the cruiser and I hop in the passenger's seat. Charlie begins to back up, and I turn my head to look at the house that has kept me prisoner for 18 years. And I take one last look at my truck, I would take my truck with me to Chicago, but it died on me. I guess my truck couldn't take the long miles to Seattle. Which I went there often, either to party, buy drugs, and to get touch ups for my tattoo.
Now it has officially hitting me that I will be leaving Forks. Finally, I am free. Free from the beatings, free from the stupid people of Forks, and free from my fucking hell.
Bye, Charlie. Bye, truck. Bye, home, I'm sure in the hell not going to miss you. I am on my way to Chicago, which will hopefully forever stay my new home.
CHICAGO, HERE I COME!
A/n: I hoped you liked my first chapter. I would really like you to review if you can. Just to let me know if my story is worth pursuing anymore chapters.
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