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Monster: Introductions
~A/N this is sort of long but it explains the pre story so please read you will be able to follow the rest of the story so much easier, I promise it will get better suggested song Monster by Meg & Dia!~
By the time most kids are 4 they are scared of the monster in their closet, their daddies sweeping in and saving them. I had that fear too once but then I had no more daddy to save me and the fear changed a bit. These monsters were real and my closet was my safe place because my monsters didn't live in the closet, no, my monsters lived down the hall. Hello, I'm Bella Swan and this is my story… horror story.
My full name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I have been called Bella since I can remember. I am 17 years old living in Phoenix with my 'dad' Phil. You see Phil is in reality my sadistic step father who likes to be called 'Daddy'. My real father, Charlie was Phil's best friend on the police force until one night 7 years ago when he died in the line of duty due to a drug bust gone haywire. That left me, my mom, and my older brother Emmet, my mom kind of shut down and even at the age of 11 my brother acted like a year old so at the young age of 9 I started taking care of my family. Phil was great in the beginning he was always so helpful and tentative and slowly but surely after about 2 years he started dating my mom, and another year and a half after that they were married. We moved into Phil's house with him and his son, my new step brother James. James was a year older than me and 2 years younger than Emmet, we got along ok I guess but he was always a little weird, even at 14. A half a year later when Emmet turned 17 he was offered a scholarship to play at a school in Forks, Washington even if they were a small off the map town they were known for their football, they hold 50 National titles and 70% of their varsity team are offered scholarships 45% of those being from top universities. That was Emmet's excuse, college, but I knew he just didn't like Phil much, mainly because he wasn't our dad and he wanted on an out. He went to live with a family called the Cullen's, Dr. Cullen was one of the top surgeons in the country whose wife liked small towns. They were well known in the community, as were their adopted children. not 3 months after he left my mother died in a car crash, to say I was devastated was an understatement, I mean sure after dad I was more of a mom than her, but that almost made it harder but I knew once again I would have to be strong, and take on the adult role for Phil, I really did feel for the guy he obviously loved my mom and it crushed him. My brother was upset also, but they were never very close and they had been fighting quite a bit so he came home for the funeral and then it was back to Forks. I don't blame him he really thought I would be okay with Phil and James, but he did feel bad about leaving me, that much was obvious. So that's when it all started, the abuse I mean. The first time it happened was a month after my mother's funeral, I was in the kitchen cooking dinner, like I did every night when James walked in. we didn't talk much but I didn't think anything of it that is until he came up behind me. He was so close, I could feel his hot breath on my neck and I internally shivered, and felt instantly uncomfortable, then he did the unthinkable he started groping my ass I was so stunned I jumped, and in the process sent the boiling spaghetti water spilling across the kitchen floor. Phil walked in at the sound and looked instantly livid, at first I thought it was at James, whose had was currently still residing on my ass, but then I realized he didn't even notice, or didn't care his death glare directed at me alone. I instantly shrunk back from his stare, but that tiny movement broke him from his trance and he stalked forward, he grabbed my neck and threw me into the water I squealed from the feeling of the still extremely hot water and before I knew what was happening Phil's fist connected with my back, hard. as I lie there (thankful for the cooling water) his parting words rang out in my head, accompanied by James's evil laugh in the background "Isabella, this mess is unacceptable you are mine now, and if you don't start shaping up I will throw you away like the broken possession you are." and after that night that is exactly what I was, a possession. That included personal chef, made, punching bag, and pleasure toy. My life with 'Daddy' and James is in the simplest words, Hell on Earth. My own real horror story complete with the unhappy ending, and my own personal monsters.
*Review please! Tell me what you think and if I should continue, at this point I don't plan on a very happy ending but I would appreciate all opinions. My next update should be tomorrow if I get more than 50 reviews I will try and do 2 chapters.*
