Have you ever felt like you don't belong. Like there's something out there waiting for you, to tell you that this is where you were always meant to be. Well that's how I feel.
My names Isabella Marie Swan and I live in a fucked up life. My parents are Rene and Charlie Swan. We live in small town in Washington, Forks. I'm 17 and about to be a senior. Everything should be good right? I mean I'm about to graduate in a year, I should be happy right?…Wrong! Everything is not right. My parents are the worst. Rene has me being her maid, cleaning and feeding her, while Charlie uses me as his punching bag.
Your probably thinking why I don't tell the cops on them…simple. Charlie is Chief police. I know, I'm screwed. I'm just hoping I can get out of this nightmare as soon as I graduate and leave on a full scholarship to New York or somewhere far away from here.
Anyways. Back to why I feel like I don't belong. I'm not sure why, but I get this strange feeling like, this isn't my life. I spent my life never calling Rene and Charlie mom and dad. I get this feeling like I have other parents.
The funny thing is that I don't remember my life before I was 7 years old. Weird right. And I sometimes find myself calling out the name Gabriel. I never understood why though. I though it was some imaginary friend I must have had when I was younger or something.
Then there's this weird dreams I get. Like last night:
I was sitting on a swing next to a boy that looked a lot like me except he had black hair and I have mahogany curls. My head was on his shoulder and he had an arm around me. We were swinging in what looked like the sky, full of clouds and clear blue sky. He was smiling and so was I. they he said Bella it's time to wake up. We miss you and you need to come back to us, before they put you in danger. You need to wake up, and soon. I didn't understand what he meant by that. Wake up? Wake up from what? I am awake. And Rene and Charlie have already hurt me. It just made no sense to me.
"BELLA." Rene yelled, waking me up from my thoughts. I knew that yell though, it was the I'm in trouble yell. I ran out my room and down the stairs to the kitchen. She was standing by the table with an angry look on her face and an envelope on her hand.
"What is Rene?" I asked as nicely as I could. My eyes stayed on the floor, trying to get a peek at the envelope.
"What the hell is this?" she asked throwing it at my feet. I looked at it and found the words Harvard on it. I picked it up and opened it slowly. Each word I read could have made my life, if Rene wasn't there.
"I got accepted." I whispered.
"Who the hell do you think you are to get accepted to a private school. Did you think you would leave this house." she yelled. But this time she had her thumb and index finger under my chin, making me look at her, and hurting me.
"Why do you even want me here." I asked in low voice, to scared to yell.
"I'm not about to loose my pet."
"Is that what I am? Your pet?" I yelled. I slapped my mouth close as soon as the words came out.
"What did you think? That you were my daughter? Please! Your nothing of mine." She yelled and laughed. Her hand rose and slapped me hard, making me fall on the floor.
"Your not going anywhere, not unless I say so." Rene looked at me in fury and walked away.
"Charlie wants a few words with you." Rene said from the stairs. I felt like my heart sunk. It was worse then having Rene yell at me. I looked away from the stairs and down the basement. Charlie was already waiting for me. I gulp -rather loudly- and walked down. I could feel my world shaking, my hands sweating, and my knees buckling. My heart was racing a million miles per hour, and my mouth was dry. The room was dark, and there was no one around that I could see.
"Ch-Charlie." I stuttered. I let go of the wall and walked further into the basement. All I could hear was my footsteps. Then I felt a sharp whip on my back. I feel on the floor with a loud scream.
"Did you think you would be able to leave us." he asked kicking my side. I let another scream of pain escape my mouth, knowing that no screams or yells would save me from them.
"You aren't ever getting out of this hell, and it's about time you learned this." he kicked me again, and I could have sworn I heard a loud crack. Then I felt his weight on top of me. This wasn't good. He had never done this to me before, I never though he would dare. I was scared, even more then before. I preferred death instead of this.
"I'm going to teach you to never try and run away from us." he said unbuckling his belt.
"Don't do this." I pleaded trying to squirm away. He only laughed and punched my on my face. I could feel tears strolling down my cheek. Charlie pulled my sweats down. I screamed for help, yelled. My leg made contact with his center, making him fall to his side. I pulled my sweats back and backed away. I felt the wall behind me. I could only wrap my arms around my legs and sobbed. This was the worst nightmare come true. All I could think of was the word Halliwell. Then something strange happened. There was blue and white lights swirling around me, before I disappeared and appeared in what looked like an attic. There was 2 girls and a boy standing by a book all looking the same with a few differences. They looked at me surprised.
"Who are you." the boy yelled before he made a fire ball form on his hand. That was all it took before I passed out.
"Hey, wake up." I felt someone shaking me lightly. I slowly opened my eyes and found my face, on a guy, but different, with black hair. Like the guy in my dream.
"Holly crap." I yelled. I stood up from the floor and took a few steps away.
"Hey you okay?" he asked.
"Who are you." I asked. I felt a sharp pain on my ribs and I winced. Charlie must have broken a few again.
"Who are we? We should be asking you that."
"I'm Bella." I whispered.
"I'm Gabriel. What are you doing here?"
"I don't know."
"Well you're a whitelighter so maybe you were being chased by a dark lighter."
"A what lighter?" I asked confused.
"Whitelighter." he said.
"What's a whitelighter?"
"How do you not know. You just orbed."
"Orbed?"
"Did you hit your head or something?"
"No."
"Maybe I should get mom and dad." another girl said. She had blond hair, it was straight a little over her shoulder, with a round face and blue eyes. But she still looked like me, with the pink blush and her plum lips.
"I feel like I know you." I whispered rubbing my head.
"What are you talking about?" another girl asked. She looked closer to me then the other girl. Except her hair was black.
"Where am I?" I whispered.
"The Manor, in San Francisco."
"San Francisco." I yelled.
"Hey, kid. Relax." the boy said.
"Who are you?" I asked him.
"I'm Gabriel. This are my sisters. Roxy and Payla."
"Gabriel." I whispered. Was this the boy I dreamed about at night?
"Yeah?" he asked confused.
"Why do you all look like me?" I asked confused.
"What are you talking about?" Roxy asked in an amused voice.
"You all have my blush, plum lips, you have my heart shaped face, and you have my eyes." I said pointing at Roxy for my eyes and Payla for my heart shaped face.
"Look. I'm not sure if you've looked at yourself in the mirror lately, but you don't have a pink blush, or brown eyes.""Of course I do." I told them.
"There sort of a green color.""And your lips or kind of red."
"Your hair is orange red."
"Your skin is like a really nice sun kissed tan."
"Your guys are crazy. I have Mahogany curls, chocolate brown eyes, pale skin, pink blush, plum lips." I told them. They all looked confused and then nodded.
"She must have used a make over spell and forgot. Let's just reverse it." Payla said and stood up. She walked over to the book I had seen them all by when I got here.
"Here it is…. I call upon the ancient powers,
to unmask Bella now and in future hours.
Show her well and thoroughly,
reveal herself, so the world can see" she chanted. While she chanted though, I was glowing, which was weird. There was loud gasps while Gabriel, Payla, and Roxy gawked at me.
"Bells." Gabriel whispered.
"Um? Bella." I told them. Cute nickname, but no one has ever called me that before.
"Bells. Is it really you?" Roxy asked. She knelt down in front of me with tears streaming down her eyes. She hugged me, then Gabriel and Payla were doing the same, crying together. Payla kissed my forehead.
"What the hell?" I asked. I pushed the away slowly.
"Um what's with the weird mood swings?" I asked them.
"Bells. Don't you remember us?" Gabriel asked.
"I've never met any of you before." it was suppose to be a fact, but it came out more of a question.
"Bells. It's me, your big sister." Roxy said.
"What?" I asked confused.
"What did they do to you?" Payla said tightening her grip on my waist. I winced when I felt the pain on my ribs.
"What's wrong?" Roxy asked.
"My ribs hurt." I said. Payla pulled away.
"Why?" she asked. I didn't say anything. I could only look away.
"Bella?" Gabriel asked.
"It's nothing. Just my usual pains." I said in honest truth.
"What does that mean?" Payla asked.
"I might have a rib or two." I said with a shrug.
"What!" they yelled.
"It's normal. That's what I get for disobeying Charlie and Rene."
"WHAT!" They yelled again.
"Just forget it. Look. How do I get home?""This is your home Bella. Well this isn't our home, but San Francisco is."
"I've never even left Forks before." I told them.
"This ass holes must have erased her memory or something. Gabe, we need to heal her memory again."
"I know I know. Get mom and dad, they might now something." Gabriel told Payla. She stood up and ran out the room.
"Bells. What else hurts?"
"My back." I found myself saying. Roxy pulled my shirt up and gasped -again. She pulled my shirt off.
"Gabriel." she said. He looked behind me.
"I'll kill them." I knew what they were talking about, it wasn't new that I had marks and cuts on my back, sometimes Charlie would use his belt or whip on me. That hasn't been the worst though, I have the gun shot scar on my side to prove it. Charlie had to take me to the hospital and tell them I was playing with it. Total bull.
"Call Wyatt, Chris or anyone that can heal her." Roxy yelled.
"Guys look. I'm fine. I'll be able to feel in a few days."
"few days? Bella, are you use to pain?" I shrugged.
"Bella how much do they hurt you?" Gabriel asked.
"Let's just say enough that not even a gun shot can kill me."
"Oh god." Roxy whispered. Gabriel took off running."Come on Bells. Let's get you down stairs. Here put your shirt back on." I did what she asked, wincing when I had to lift my arms up. Roxy helped me down the stairs to looked like a beautiful home, old but beautiful.
"You have a lovly home."
"Bells, this is the Manor. It's our place. Well Aunt Piper lives here with Leo and Prue.""Isn't Prue dead?" some part of me asked which I didn't know where that came from.
"You remember something. That's great Bells. But no not that Prue. Remember, Piper had a daughter and she named her after her oldest sister Prue." I didn't say anything, to confused for words.
"Is anyone home?"
"They will be in a few minutes or seconds. Bella, we've been looking for you for years. We never stopped."
"I don't understand. If this is true, then why can't I remember you?""They must have done something Bella. Something to take your memory away." she sat me down in what looked like a living room. There was this sort of calm atmosphere I felt here, it was so peaceful and safe.
There was this sort of soft melody or lullaby playing in my head. It was soft, sweet, and loving.
Lullaby and good night, with roses bedight
With lilies o'er spread is baby's wee bed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed
Each word came from a beautiful voice, it was so natural motherly. I felt loved, I felt whole, I felt….me. I couldn't help but sing the words out loud.
Lullaby and good night, thy mother's delight
Bright angels beside my darling abide
They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast
They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast
"You remember. Mom use to sing us that song. You were always the hardest to put to sleep." I looked up at Roxy with tears in my eyes. Then I saw out of thin air, a pink heart form glow and shape into a man around his late 30s but still handsome. He was holding a beautiful women in her mid 30s. She had short brown hair, like mine, with a heart shaped face and blue eyes. The man had chocolate brown eyes with black curly hair and plum lips. I knew as soon as I saw them who they were, even if I couldn't remember there names.
"Bells." the women whispered.
"momma." it slipped my mouth. But as soon as it was out, I felt like some barrier broke, like ever memory came rushing back. I could remember Gabriel and I always being favorites, even when he and Roxy were twins. I could remember Payla and I always fighting over dolls, or Roxy always trying to get us to make up. Ever little memory came back. I ran into there arms and let myself sob.
"Oh baby, you're here." my mom whispered.
"God, this is a miracle." dad said hugging both mom and dad. I felt them both hug me a little to tight, and I groaned at the pain.
"what is it baby?" mom asked pulling away.
"Nothing mom, my ribs just hurt."
"What? Why?" dad asked.
"It's nothing." I whispered and laid my head on his chest."They hit her. She probably has a few broken ribs and her back mom, it's horrible." Roxy whispered. They both looked at me and frowned. Slowly mom turned me around and pulled my shirt up. I heard my moms faint sobs escape while my dad grew angry. He was cupid, he shouldn't be angry.
"Daddy, your cupid, you love not hate." I whispered cupping his cheek. I saw a small smile appear on his lips before he kissed my forehead.
"We've missed you so much jingle bells." I giggled at his nickname. Daddy always did have weird nick names for all of us.
"Gabriel should be back with Chris or someone soon." Roxy said holding tight to my hand. I laid my head on the crook of her neck and smiled.
"I feel at home again. I feel…loved." I whispered looking at my mom and dad. They were proof that love was real, just like Auntie Piper and uncle Leo, and Auntie Paige and Uncle Henry.
"Hey guys. Gabriel called. Said it was urgent?" I heard a deep voice say. I looked at the kitchen door and found Wyatt coming in. he looked the same just older and more mature.
"Wyatt." I yelled and jumped into his arms. I heard him laugh and felt his swing me around a little.
"Bella. Your back. How?"
"No time for that Wyatt. You need to heal her." dad said. He picked me up into his arms and carried me to the other living room. He gently laid me on the couch and let Wyatt do his work. I saw him lay his hands over me, and slowly I began to glow. I felt every scar, every broken bone, cut, every stitch undo, heal and mend. My body began to tingle in sensation, I felt great. When I stopped glowing I stretched my body and sighed, I haven't felt this good in years -literally.
"Okay. Now it's story time. What happen?" Wyatt asked.
"Maybe we should wait for the others. You know I hate repeating myself." I told them. Dad smiled and took a seat next to me while mom took my other side.
"you really are back aren't you Bells?" mom asked holding my hand thigh against hers.
"I always felt like there was something missing, like I belonged somewhere else."
"Cuz you belong here Bells." I heard Gabriel voice. My legs were already up and running to him. Gabriel and I have always had a strong connection, we were closer then the twins Sabrina and Samantha.
"You were in ever of my dreams. Trying to wake me up." I whispered to him. I felt tears falling from me and him. He hugged me tight and let a small sob out.
"I dreamed about you to, always trying to get you to come back." he whispered.
"I didn't understand Gab. I had no idea of any of this. I couldn't anyways. For some reason I can't use my powers. I might have gotten the Elders attention or something, because they orbed me."
"Maybe." he whispered.
"As for your powers. Bella, you don't remember at all how you were kidnapped do you?" mom asked. I looked at her and shook my head. Gabriel sat next to mom while I took my seat between my parents.
"It's a horrible nightmare I still have at night Bella." she whispered cupping my cheek.
"We almost lost you." daddy said.
