A/N: Wooooow. Mhmmm… I feel like a bad person…I didn't update this whole time… Sorry 'bout that. And no, I honestly don't know if I'm gunna update any of my other stories, because I totally lost interest in most of them. Even the ones I didn't update… Does anyone want me to continue old stories or add in my new-ish ones? Yes? No? Lobster? Cheh.

WARNING: Abuse, rape, cutting, and alcohol abuse.

Isabella P.O.V:

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID WHORE!" Charlie yelled as he beat me, and tears welled up in my eyes.

Even though I had gotten used to the abuse in the last 10 years, I still cried. 10 years ago, when I was 6, my abusive father and junkie mother were killed in a triple homicide suicide at the 7-11 on our street.

I had thought that daddy deserved it, because he hit me and mommy, but mommy didn't deserve it. She was depressed so she turned to drugs, alcohol, and cutting. She really wasn't a bad person, just a sad one.

Then, about a month later, my uncle Charlie took me into his home. I was so happy that this stranger would take care of me, and he did; for a while.

I had my own room, and he bought me nice things, but he would hug me too long, or brush my front with his hand. Then, one day when I got home from school, Charlie started acting like mommy used to.

He yelled at me, and told me I was useless and that dinner should have been done half an hour ago. I cried and asked him why he was being so mean, and he said 'You think this is mean?' and threw me to the floor, making me pass out.

I later learned that he was drunk and had serious anger management issues. I was so sad, because I thought I had gotten away from abusive people, but Charlie was just as bad as my daddy was.

And today, my sweet 16, he was as bad as ever, and getting worse. He punched me in the stomach and pulled me up by my hair. "I'm going to rape you tonight bitch."

I screamed and fought with new-found energy. "CHARLIE STOP!" I cried.

He ripped the front of my shirt and pulled down my pants. "STOP!"

He tied me to his bed and unzipped his jeans. "Oh Isabella, you're so beautiful…" And he stole my virginity.

Happy birthday to me.