Fighting the Past Chapter 1:Nowhere in Particular, a twilight fanfic

this is a Cullen Family story, don't worry it will have Bella/Edward in it. but this story WON'T HAVE BREAKING DAWN STUFF IN IT.I wrote it way before breaking dawn and some characters are completely left out.

This story does have a lot of mature stuff in in so it's rated M. The First chapter probably is the hardest to read. It has a lot of issues in it that need to be known about this character before I start the official story.

I will change POV's or point of view once in a while so each part will say who's point of veiw this is.

Oh and this takes place in the 1950's 1960's which ever you feel most comfortable with. It will go back into modern time so watch for that.

oh and I don't own twilight or it's characters this is just my head twisting with them.

Oh and again when I finally do get to Bella please tell me if I'm being to un-Bella-ish I really can't stand some of the stuff she does so tell me if I'm way off here.

Chapter 1: Nowhere in particular

Mirrar POV

'You're goin be sorry when I'm done with you, girl!' He was chasing me onto the main road now, my heart was hammering faster and faster, I was so light headed I felt like I was going to pass out. I was sore all over, my legs were trembling and I could barely stand. But I wasn't going to let him get me. I pushed harder, down the street to the convenience store around the corner where Matt worked, Matt was as strong as anything and could definitely protect me from my father. Still running I did a quick turn back to see how close he was to me. I wish I hadn't. He was almost on top of me slightly out of grabbing distance, he had a look of the devil on his face and I knew point blank he was goin kill me this time if he could. Taking the last bit I had in me I sprinted forward in a frantic last hope. God hadn't been with me my entire life so why would he have started now and I knew it. Dad leaped forward crushing all his body weight on top of me. The wind was knocked out of me and I gasped for more.

'This'll teach you 'bout hangin out with them niggers!' He shouted drunkenly between each punch. He was hitting my head, again and again and again, on the ground, I felt my vision narrow and slowly go dark. I didn't feel the pain anymore only panic this was going to be my end right here right now, beside a dirt farm road with barely any clothes on, one of those murder victims you read about in the paper. This was my last thought before everything went black.

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Earlier That Day

' Mirrar, hey Mirrar! What you is doin over here?' called Jack. I smiled, Jack was one of my best kept secrets from father about my life. He was my best friend and boyfriend and lived on the wrong side of town. He was a good kid, as good as one could be but my father would never even let him say a single word before going and getting a shotgun from the cabinet beside his bed and shooting Jack brains out. Because Jack was black, and according to father nothing was more scum than that. Of course I listened to about nothing my father said about anything, I just tried to avoid him at all costs. He is always drunk and when he is he takes it out on me. Making me wish he would die and go to hell already, but I knew that wasn't happening.

' Just a walking to no where in mind.' I said back. Because that is what I was doing walking nowhere in particular, just to get away from father.

' Ah, well would you like some company to no where in particular?' Jack asked, he knew I was going to say yes, I always did.

' Why I would love some company going no where.' I said with an upbeat attitude, I always looked forward to me and Jacks walks to nowhere, we didn't have to talk just get away, it was peaceful. He was my escape from all the bad things happening in my life, he was my rock. Me and him started walking down the road, it wasn't one used by the townfolk a lot and anyone from outa state was coming from the north and they would find no fault in a black boy and a white girl walking down the street together. At least they hadn't said nothing yet. It had rained the previous night and the ground was still very muddy. I lifted up my dress and squashed my toes into the ground. I never wore shoes, father said it wasn't approiate for a young woman to be walking around with no shoes, but I didn't mind what he said one bit and I continue to not wear any.

' So where we runnin way to now Mirrar?' asked Jack a smile on his face. We always talk about us two running away together up north, maybe even to Canada and going on adventures. Of course I would never be brave enough to do that, but I knew if I really asked Jack would say yes.

' Why dear Jack, we are running away to Australia!' I exclaimed. ' Were going to live out in the desert with the Kangaroo and the lizards and such, why we'll have are own swimming hole and tire swing with lots of animals living with us. We'll have acres of farmland and be self suffient and never ever have to come back to Alabama again!'

' And we'll get bunches of people like us and build houses for them so they can be runned away too.' Jack said with a stubborn face.

' Yes, will home the poor and the sick and the needy, well be right in the world and nobody ain't never going to find us. Nobody.' I said the last part in a whisper, willing it to be true. Oh, how I wanted to leave this place, my hurtful father and all the evil people in it. Suddenly I got a burst of courage.

' Jack will you run away with me for real?' I asked. Jack looked at me as if I had two heads.

' Marabel Hailey Garner, you wanna go run away for real, up north with the Yankees?' Jack said like a question.

' Only if you come too.' I said quivering as a spoke, I was regretting asking. I was afraid now.

' Course I'll come with ya Mirrar. Course I'll come' Jack spoke strongly and I could already see an idea forming in his eyes. I swallowed, Jacks ideas always got me in trouble.

' Now we should meet at the old mill at the end a town, tonight at 10:00. Pack light so we came escape with ease.' Jack now whispered, his eyes gleaming with excitement. I had to make a decision now, so I swallowed, took a deep breath and said.

' Right 10:00, I'll meet you there.' Jack gave me a comforting grin then raced off back to the fields and I went back home thinking of what I had just done.

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I had gotten and older dress, my most comfy one and turned it into a bag with some food and water inside. Along with that I had my most prized positions: my mothers necklace, and my $45 dollars I'd been saving up all my life. This was all I was taking with me. $45 was enough, I though to get me started in my new life with Jack. I laced up some of my father's old hunting shoes and tiptoed out of the house. My father was no where to be seen and I took this as a good sign. About 5 minutes later I had arrived at the old mill and quickly ran up to Jack.

' You came.' He said with a grin from ear to ear.

' Of course I came.' I said trying to smile back but did so unsuccessfully. I was so scared I was shaking.

'Okay then if your all ready then we best be getin outa here.' Jack's eyes darted back in forth as if waiting for someone to just out and slit his throat.

' Yeah let's go.' I said starting to feel uneasy too, it felt like someone was watching me.

Then I heard it, a deafening crack of a gun shot. Panicked I wiped my head to Jack.

' Jack what was-' then I scram in horror. Jack was falling down, blood dripped from his head where a bullet had shot him point blain in the forehead. I sank to the ground, holding Jack's limp body in my arms. I was shacking I couldn't stop screaming, Jack he couldn't be gone, dead, not Jack.

' That's what you get you fuckin nigger! That's what you get for messing with my daughter!' I turned to the sound, my father was standing there with a shotgun in his hand his eyes seeing red, he was way past drunk and was here to kill. My father killed my only friend Jack, and now he was going to kill me. He turned to me looking me in the eyes the grabbed at me, tearing off a huge chunk of my dress. I scrambled to my feet, starting to run down the road.

' Come back here you nigger lovin piece of shit, you ain't no daughter of mine!' father shouted in a drunkin rage. I sprinted faster harder down the road, my hands, my dress, everything was covered in blood. Jack's blood.

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oh and I did use spell check but I noticed that some of the words are still wrong :( If you have no idea what a word is please tell me and I'll try to fix it.

more soon! Plus some of the words are dialect, so they are misspelled for a reason, because thats what the word sounded like.