Chapter 1: Death's an escape to me

"Ness!" I heard my name screamed across the parking lot. I turned around in time to see Rachel running over to me waving her hands frantically. "Um…call me if you need anything tonight. Kay?" She said. Suddenly she wasn't my over excited bubbly friend, she was being serious.

"I'll be fine, I've dealt with it every night since I was little." Rachel nodded slowly.

"I know but I can't help but worry about you." I sighed. I hated having her involved in my life at home, but I didn't know who to turn to when times got bad.

"Thanks Rachel, I'll see you tomorrow." I said. Rachel waved and turned around and took off towards her car. I stood on the side of the school building waiting for my ride. A black run down truck pulled up and honked the horn. It was my dad. I walked over and got in as fast as possible. My father was not a patient person.

"Hurry, you little brat." He said annoyed. I shut the door and we took off speeding down the road.

"Dad, the speed limit is 50." I said eyeing him going 60.

"Shut up." He spat. This for my dad was his good mood. When he got drunk, all hell broke loose. He would hit me, kick me, throw me, pull me, step on me, spit on me, and the list goes on an on. I was abused to the point where I didn't feel pain like I used too. I have bruises that cover my arms and legs. I have scratches and scrapes along my stomach and back. It was starting to get harder to hide it from my classmates. When we got home I jumped out of the car and slammed the door.

"DON'T YOU GIVE ME ATTITUDE YOU PIECE OF WASTE!" My father belched. I felt his hand push me down on the steps. My leg started to throb and I looked down noticing blood dripping from my knee. But I didn't scream. It would only make it worse.

"Sorry." I mumbled pulling myself up and walking up the cement stairs and into our small house. I walked directly up the stairs and sat on my bed. I waited in silence. I listened to my fathers footsteps as he marched around the kitchen. Then everything went silent and I knew that he was drinking his beet.

"Here it comes." I said scooting under the covers of my bed.

"Renesmee!" He yelled out making it seem like the whole house shook in terror. His footsteps made there way up the stairs and he stopped at my door. I shut my eyes listening to him open the door.

"I hate you." He said and then I felt the covers ripped off my body and I was thrown to the floor.

"Dad stop!" I screamed in terror. "Please!" His foot made contact with my side sending me into crying fits. I let out an ear piercing scream as I held myself together. His hands grabbed my hair and he lifted me off the ground and threw me into the wooden wall. I silently cired to myself as I watched him come over to me. He punched me and kicked me and the whole time I layed there letting him.

"Please." I begged out of breath. Everything hurt so badly.

"I hate you." He yelled out again and the last thing I saw was his foot coming down on my face before everything became dark.

Beep….Beep…Beep

"She's breathing." A voice said. "Look at the monitor doctor." Where am I? I thought to myself. I couldn't feel the rest of my body. Then slowly I started to have feeling in my toes. And then it spread to my legs and up to my arms. My eyes finally fluttered open to a face of a girl staring down at me.

"She woke up Dr. Cullen!" She said excitedly. I watched as a beautiful man with blonde hair walked over to me.

"It seems that she did Erin." He smiled at me. "Hello sweetheat." His voice was soothing.

"Does anything hurt?" The young looking girl asked. As a matter of fact everything hurt. So I just nodded my head. The girl named Erin smiled down at me. She reached her hand out to stroke my cheek. "Were going to help you get better." She said softly to me. "Can you tell me what you're name is?" Erin asked. Her hand had moved to smoothing out my hair.

"Her name's Renesmee." As soon as I heard his voice I wanted to scream. To tell them to not let my father anywhere near me.

"Excuse me but who are you?" Erin asked turning around. She stood protectively in front of me.

"I'm her father." He said back bluntly.

"And you need to leave." I heard the doctors voice suddenly. "You are not allowed to be in this room."

"But that's my daughter." My father argued back.

"Yes, it is. Now please leave." The doctor said. Erin turned back around. Her finger gently whipped away the tears that I didn't even notice.

"Don't worry angel, he won't be going anywhere near you anymore." Her voice soothed.

"Where will I go?" I asked my voice scratchy. Erin smiled at me.

"Don't worry, well find the perfect place for you." She reassured me.

The next day I was allowed to leave the hospital. Right now they still didn't know where I would be staying but my father was going to court because of abuse. Apparently the neighbors had called him out on it when the police went to investigate. I walked out of my room in my old cloths and walked out into the waiting room. The something caught my attention. The Dr. that I had, Carslile, was talking to a younger looking man with bronze hair and a girl with brown hair. They were both stunning. The girl turned and met my gaze. Embarrassed I looked down at my hands as I sat in the chair. There soft whispers were the only things that could be heard throughout the room.

"Fine!" The man with bronze hair said throwing his hands up in the air. "Only for a little while though." He said staring at Carslile.

"Of course, just till we can find a permant home." He said to the couple. I couldn't take my eyes away from them. They were absolutely breathtaking. Then the girl with brown hair walked over to me.

"Hey." She said sitting down next to me.

"Hi." I said softly looking at my hands.

"My name's Bella." I just kept silent. "You must be Renesmee." She said. I nodded.

"How would you like to come home with us for a little while?" The man with bronze hair said. I looked up to him and met his eyes. They were hazel green. "I'm Edward." He smiled at me.

"Sure Edward." I said giving him a small smile back. I didn't know where I was going with them. I didn't even know them. But they seemed nice. They actually seemed kind of perfect.