From the books I always wanted to know more about, Kim and Jared. Even though they weren't one of the top couples I was interested in them. This story is made up of idea's from my head but, Stephanie Meyer owns all that came from her books, movies.

Oh and I'm making, Claire really young and Kim's sister. Same for, Sophia. Quil still imprints on, Claire though!

ALL IN KIM'S POV:

Chapter 1

Crap! Claire. I didn't blame her though. She was only seven months and it was expected for her to cry. If dad and his crazy wife, Julie didn't want to hear it then that was their problem. I would never tell them that though. The last time dad burned my hand. I'm still recovering.

I wondered if mom was still here would things be different. I mean I didn't blame, Claire for mom's death it wasn't her fault but couldn't help but wonder. Whatever things happen for a reason. That didn't mean it was right.

That made me wonder then. What would happen when I graduated. I mean I didn't want to leave my two sister's, Sophia and Claire to deal with this horrible abuse from our

father and his wife but didn't need to deal with it either. No! I wasn't going to be selfish. I would stay here to make sure he didn't hurt them.

Sophia was only fourteen. Claire was seven months. I wouldn't abandon them. I still can't believe that it's been seven months since my mom died. They were coming the tears. They were their but I refused to let them show. I had to be strong.

I was snapped out of my thought's then when I heard yelling about crying. I ran to, Claire's room. She wasn't there. Hell no. She was too young. Thank god. Sophia was at her, Soccer practice because she would be screaming and get even worse cuts.

"Claire!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I just needed to hear something from her to direct me to where she was in the house. Come on, Claire.

I heard crying then. I ran downstairs to see. Julie hit her. Hell no! She was so young. I wasn't having it. I didn't care. I wasn't going to watch her get smacked around. This was crazy.

"What the hell! She's seven months!" I screamed at, Julie as I grabbed, Claire from her.

She just smirked at me. Crazy bitch. She just beat a baby and thought that it was funny. I could kill her.

"She was crying to much. Your father is trying to sleep so your lucky it was me instead of him."

As much as I hated to admit it she was right. I was lucky it wasn't dad because he would have probably killed, Claire. No I wouldn't let that happen. I headed upstsairs and was grateful that, Claire was whinning lightly into my neck. I hoped even though she was young that she knew she would always be safe with, Sophia and I.

I inspected, Claire as soon as I got to my room and gave her a bottle. She had a cut on her lip. I started to cry lightly. I should've had her in my room. This was all my fault. I promised mom I would watch Claire and Sophia. Now they were hurt.

I mean, Sophia never really spoke but I knew she was hurting. She mostly yelled when, dad or Julie would hit me or something. They hit her a few good times but she was tough.I never saw her cry. Not even at mom's funeral. Damn.

"Kim what's wrong?" I looked up and saw, Sophia closing my door. I told her quickly what happened. She was ready to go punch, Julie when I told her that I had a plan.

"What do you mean?" I could see the questoning in her eyes.

"Tomorrow you have a soccer game after school right?" I asked.

She nodded and spoke, "Our last game, why?"

I told her than something I should've said awhile ago, "We're leaving and not coming back here." I saw a faint smile start at her lips when I said this.