Um hi everyone this is my first twilight fanfiction,but not my first much everythings going to be the same as always apart from that Carlisle is with Bella and Edward is with it read and enjoy.

Chapter one

Light swam into the room,pouring through the hurt-my head spun,my stomach churned.I tried to take a deep breath through my nose-i cold was there. The one that was obviously going to up my head swam. Pulling back the covers, i took a fleeting glance at myself. Bruises covered every inch of my pale skin!
Looking down at my legs i noticed cuts bleeding,my arms werent much better!
It wasnt unusual for me to look like this, for as long as i can remember ive always been like this.
My father –Charlie Swan. Or Police Chief Swan, as he was known as to the good people of Forks.
I quitely started laughing bitterly. A good person Charlie could be, if he would stop abusing me!
Thinking back my poor mother never stood a chance a week after i was born Charlie killed her! He must of looked totaly devastated, because the police didnt argue when Charlie wanted to bury her staraight away. Apparantely there was no questions asked.I heard all of this from Billy.
My father's best friend. Billy is completely different to Charlie though. Hes a good person, he's never hurt anybody. I like Billy hes like the father i never had i guess.

The alarm showed that it was half five in the morning. Saturday morning. Sighing i swung my legs out of bed.
"I better start making breakfast for Charlie." I thought wearily.
Today was the day that i was going to try and tell someone what was going on. What had been going on for the past sixteen years of my dull-dreary existence. First though i had to face Charlie. After 15 minutes of bein g in the shower, i hastily rapped the towel around me. Being me, i fell a few times, landing on the floor. It hurt landing on the bruises.
Then i just had to try holding back stinging tears and getting up at the same time. Yep it didnt turn out to well.

Today for breakfast i cooked bacon, eggs, sausages and fried bread. Charlie didnt want me to eat this week. I wasnt about to disobey him.
Charlie greeted me by hitting me! Probally for not have breakfast on the table quick enough.
In the end he ended up leaving work at quarter to weather had taken a rather abrupt change. Once sunny now a typical day in Forks. Rain pouring down-Black clouds looming over head. Nothing specail about the town. But it was nice-quaint, i its own way.
Looking into the mirror in my room, i studied my reflection. My long dark hair was wavy falling all the way down my back. My eyes looked pale skin was together i looked unhealthily.

"Well this is it." I thought, nervousness coursing through my body.