Bella Swan lived a guarded life, by her overprotective father. After she's forced to get married to her long-lost best friend, she lets go and tries find her own spot in the world. What if it was in the arms of Edward Cullen? The man, who every father detested and every mother shied their child away from. The man who taught her how to live and love. B/E
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Sometimes in Life, you don't get what you want. No matter how much you yell, scream or rebel, it just doesn't come your way.
Like Bella Swan. From the moment she was born, her father took the responsibility to decide all her decisions. It didn't matter whether it was what she should eat or who she befriended. Charlie Swan made her every move.
From Elementary, she only had one friend; Jacob Black, the only person Charlie accepted to be her friend. The pair were best friends since diapers, well actually since the day their parents forced them to play together in the sandbox. Their fathers already made plans to get them married. And the mothers gushed over how cute they were together. It was the happiest time for Bella. She had a friend, she could play with everyday. But all good times came to an end when Jacob moved away in the fifth grade leaving Bella friendless and alone.
Middle School passed in a blur. Every morning, her mother would dress her in a long sleeved blouse, and tie her locks in a tight ponytail. As she passed by the living room, she had to get Charlie's approval before leaving the house. At school, she was always the quiet girl who sat in the front. No talked to her and no one noticed her. She was invisible. Bella focused on school, Charlie said if she got anything below an A, he wouldn't feed her for a week.
When she graduated from Middle School, she entered Forks High School. It was a good experience except when Lauren Mallory poked fun of her of how Bella was dressed or how plain looking she was. The four years went by quickly. Bella had a friend Angela who she occasionally talked to in the tenth grade, but Charlie forbade her from speaking to Angela again because he said she was a bad influence. She wasn't permitted to go to any of the school dances, after-school activities. She wasn't allowed to talked to boys let alone date them. Bella wasn't allowed to do anything without Charlie's say.
Bella
Today was the last day of High School. In the halls everyone was either crying or cheering with their friends. However, I cleaned out my locker and left the building, before pausing and whispering a soft goodbye.
I wouldn't miss this school, because I never left anything. It was just a place where I wasted my time filling my brain with knowledge I already knew.
I walked home the same path I walked for four years, to attend and leave school. I kept my head down, with my hands in my jacket pockets, thinking. Charlie said I had to be home straight after school, As if I didn't for the past years. But, this time it seemed important. Wonder what it is.
I turned a corner before seeing my house. It wasn't big but it wasn't small either. The red bricks, and white porch and brown garage doors made it look perfect. Just how Charlie wanted. My father was a private investigator, working for the town. And my mother, Renee was a house wife. My parents were married in an arranged marriage. They never loved or cared for each other. They hardly talked behind closed doors. They made themselves look in love and happy in front of others.
When someone looked at us as a family from the outside, they would say we were perfect, a beautiful family and we had a loving connection.
Psh, loving connection my ass.
Charlie would have my ass if I ever said that out loud.
When that someone finally gets hit in the head with a bottle and really opens their eyes, they would say that we were broken, unhappy and a depressing family. The father was over-controlling bastard and made it his life purpose to ruin his daughter's life. The mother was a little puppy dog following her husband, afraid he'd kick her out. And a daughter who was weak, too weak to even stand up for herself.
What a happy family, we are?
I sighed and stepped into the porch, unlocked the door and let myself in. Though I wish I never did.
Charlie and Renee were sitting on the couch, perfectly poised. And a couple was sitting across from them.
I recognized them as Billy and Monique Black. My face lightened up in a smile. Jacob! He was here.
Charlie cleared his throat and said, "Bella, you're getting married. Now go fix us some tea."
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