just to warn you all it gets pretty intense, detailed, gross, depressing, and maybe confusing in this chapter!! but read it and review because it will get better i promise!!

I can feel the blood dripping down my back, and absorbing into my midnight blue t-shirt. All I have to do is make it through another hour of this horrible beating, and then Charlie's friends Billy and Harry will come over to watch the football game, and I will be thrown into my bedroom. That is always my favorite time of day, when the beatings would end and I can finally sleep. I can hear my father yelling at me like always telling me how I did something wrong. But I can never think of what I could have done, but Charlie always finds something. I knew I did not eat at all today so that wasn't it, maybe I… no I didn't do anything. But I just have to suck it up and try not to scream.

Ding-Dong

Saved by the bell! Finally I would be rescued! Charlie looked at the door really confused… that can't be good. When he had a distraction I quickly looked at the clock, and it was only 5:00… Billy and Harry were not coming until 6:30 to watch the game. Then my dad glared down at me.

"No you listen here you slutt! I am not done with this discussion! In fact," he smiled mischievously as he whisper yelled at me, "this is just getting started. The game is on at 8:30 tonight, and we have until then to spend some quality time together."

I shuddered at the thought of having to go through this any longer, I was already bleeding down my back, I had huge hand marks on my neck, arms, legs, and on my waist, and I was also bleeding all the way down my legs. It's really hard to believe I am still alive after 7 years of this. My mom died when I was eight, because she was beaten to death by my dad Charlie, but he told the police that she was in a horrible scooter accident. Charlie had never put a hand on me until the night after my mother's funeral that was the first time he made an aggressive move toward me. That was the start of my hell. I shook off those memories, and looked back at my dad who had just stepped on me wrist with all the force he had in him. I bite back the scream that was threatening to escape me mouth.

"Listen bitch! Now I want you to do exactly what I say! Go on the sofa and cover your body with the blanket so whoever this son of a bitch doesn't see my wonderful artwork before I am finished." He said as he kicked me one last time in the ribs.

I whimpered as I got off the ground, and walked as fast as I could to the couch. As I was making my way to the couch Charlie was grabbing the rug from the coat closet to cover my blood puddles. Then he finally answered the door to see a handsome boy standing in the doorway looking slightly annoyed. He was beautiful! His hair was an odd bronze color, and he had stunning emerald green eyes. This was the most attractive man I had ever seen in my life. But he wasn't a man, he was defiantly young, he looked around my age, about 15, maybe 16.

"Hello. My name is Edward Cullen. I am your new neighbor. My family and I just moved into the two houses on either side of you." they have two houses I thought. "We are actually not one biological family, but we are very close. My family, the Cullen's, consists my twin sister Alice, my older brother Emmett, my parents Carsile and Esme, and myself of course. Then your other neighbors are our close friends, the Hales. There are the twins, Rosalie and Jasper, and their parents Mary and Hank. My mother wanted me to come over and introduce us, and let you know you finally have some neighbors."

I sighed longingly, wishing that I could go over to him and say how glade I was to meet him, but I knew I couldn't. When he heard my sigh, he looked at me directly in my eyes, almost like he knew something about me. I say pity, concern, and curiosity dace across his eyes.

"My mother would also like to invite you and your daughter over for dinner with us and the Hales at about 5:45?"

I almost smiled but then I realized Charlie might see, and I would get it later. So I just waited to see what his response would be.

"That would be wonderful! Thank you so much Edward! Tell your parents Isabella and I will be there at 5:30." Charlie said with a huge smile on his face.

I never thought that would happen… we were actually going to socialize with other human beings! Edward smiled back at Charlie for a second and sent another glance at me before he turned around to go home. Once Edward left Charlie came over to me and grabbed me by my shirt and threw me against the stairs. Then when I was on the floor he started to kick me for about ten minutes and then said: "ok slut! You have 15 minutes to take a shower and get presentable to go over there or you will regret it!"

Once he said that I got up as fast as my aching body would let me, and ran to my room to grab my towel and ran into the bathroom. As I tried to strip my cloths of I started to cry silently and whimper slightly from the pain of the healing cuts being ripped open again. Once I was stripped I jumped into the shower my muscles relaxed and the pain dulled slightly. I quickly scrubbed the blood away and washed my hair so it was no longer soaked in blood. It had only been about 6 minutes, but I knew I had to hurry, so I jumped out of the shower and looked at myself in the floor length mirror. My whole body was covered in bruises, but my face wasn't that bad. I only had a bruise on my right cheek and a cut from last week that was healing. I knew that I could fix this easily with a little bit of makeup, and nobody would know.

When I finished my examination I ran into my room to get some appropriate clothing. I found a pair of loose light wash jeans, and a nice midnight blue long sleeved shirt. Once I was dressed I did my make up quickly and put up my beat up black converse that were falling apart. When I got downstairs I looked at the clock and I had been finished 3 minutes early so Charlie wasn't down here yet. He was down stairs and ready to go at the exact time he wanted me to be ready.

About five minutes later we here ringing the Cullen's door bell, and within 3 seconds a short pixie like girl answered the door. She couldn't have been above 5 ft. and had short black hair that went off in all directions. Once she saw me her light green eyes widened and then she pulled me into an unexpected hug. It hurt like hell, but I easily ignored it and hugged her back, even though I didn't know her for some reason her hug comforted me. I was really confused because I didn't know her, and she didn't know me, but some how I felt like she knew what I was going through and that she knew me.

"Hi! I'm Alice Cullen! You must be Isabella! Do you like being called Isabella? It seems kinda long! Do you have a nickname? Do you want one? Because I can make one up if you want! Wouldn't that be so totally awesome! I can just tell we are going to be great friends!! How about I call you Belly-Bells!! Or is that too little kidish? How old are you anyways? Oh yah you are 15 just like Edward and me!! How about I just call you Bells? I like it!" Alice unbelievably said all of this in one breath. Wow she talks fast!! I though to myself.

"Um… yeah I like Bells… thanks for the new nickname Alice." I said giving her small smile.

"It is no problem! I am so happy that you are my new neighbor! I thought I was going to be stuck with some stupid guy as a neighbor but I got a great new friend like you Bells!! Do you like shopping? We should go shopping tomorrow after school together! Can she come with me and my friend Rosalie Mr. Swan?" Alice once again talked faster than I thought possible, but when she asked my father a question my body completely froze, and my heart stopped.

I slowly turned around to face my father, he didn't look angry. In fact he looked quite happy. This was getting really weird… why was my dad being so nice to these people!

"Of course Isabella can go with you to the mall! Here, you can hold onto that $100 for her until you go tomorrow. It is Friday tomorrow after all! Maybe she could sleep over as well! Isabella never really had any friends before," I stared at him in shock. Did he seriously just give $100 to Alice to go to the mall? Did he seriously say he wanted me to spend the night here tomorrow night? Was this some kind of cruel joke? Then I realized he didn't want me in the house for some reason tomorrow night. Maybe he wanted to have a girl from one of the bars in Port Angeles come down for some fun. I wasn't sure but all I knew was this was something different… and I liked it.

The rest of dinner went by smoothly. Charlie surprisingly let me eat, and didn't give me the evil glare to stop after three bites like he did when we went to Billy's. Once we finished Alice gave me a small envelope when Charlie wasn't looking and told me to read it when I was alone. I had a really good idea of what was in the letter so I nodded and stuffed it in my pocket before Charlie noticed. We said goodbye to the Cullen's and walked home in silence.

Once we were inside Charlie told me to go get into my pajamas and go to bed. I was a little bit worried but did what he said, and in 5 minutes I was under my blankets slowly drifting into unconsciousness. But before I was completely asleep I felt something being injected into my arm. And before I knew it I was completely awake but was unable to move my body. I looked up to see my father in nothing but his boxers smiling mischievously at me.

"Before I can let you spend the night at a guys house, I have to be sure you won't scar our family name by loosing your virginity to a complete stranger." I just stared at him confused… he thought Edward and I were…gonna do it? What did he mean I have to be sure you won't?

"Now lets get this love fest done before it gets to late. You should lose it before midnight." I still didn't understand what was happening until he slipped off his boxers, and ripped the blanket off me. I tried to move but I couldn't, he took out his pocketknife and slowly cut across my chest, cutting off part of my shirt. I looked up at him in horror. He kept cutting until my shirt was completely gone and I was bleeding in some places from when he was intentionally trying to dig to deep. So I was slowly drifting toward unconsciousness. All I knew was that I was completely exposed, and I could feel the bed moving against the wall. Then I was finally gone.