The Painful Separation
Hi. This is like, my…uhh I think this is my 4th fanfiction. I'm not really sure though. Anyways, this one is about Bella's parents separating. I know in the Twilight movie they really did split up, but this fan fic shows a more detailed look at it.
P.S Bella has a sister named Abigail. When you read this, imagine Abigail Bresline (The girl that was in 'My Sisters Keeper')
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or ANY characters! Those belong to Stephanie Meyer (DUH!)
Chapter 1 (Bella'sPOV)
*****Flashback*****
"I am sick and tired of you and your God damn daughters!" My so called father shouted.
"They're your daughters too Charlie!" Mom barked back. She might as well not even try.
This was our life. It always has been. Me and my sister sat on the top of the stairs, listening to our parents fight.
"I highly doubt that. All they do Is freakin' freeload off of me! I mean, how much do they have to eat, everyday?!" Charlie yelled, stepping closer to our mother.
"Abby, get the phone." I whispered to my little sister. She looked at me.
"Bella, the phone is down there. There's no way in hell, I'm going down there." She quietly muttered back at me.
"I meant the phone upstairs." I mumbled, keeping my eyes on Charlie.
"Ohhhh." She cooned quietly, as she got up as silent as possible.
"Well, how about when you were out late getting drunk with your 'buddies'" – She did air quotes –" and left me home with the kids when they were little?! I had to make up lies so they wouldn't get hurt!" My mom loudly lectured him.
"I don't give a crap! I hate those kids, and I freakin' hate you!" Before I even blinked, Charlie slapped my mother so hard in the face, she was nearly knocked out.
I gasped a little too loudly. My father's head snapped towards me.
"Oh, so you're on her side aren't you? Well guess what, I never liked you! You can take her freaking side all you want!!" Charlie said as he got closer and closer to me.
"Abigail!"
"Oh, don't even bother calling for your puny 12 year old sister! She is too pathetic to help you out." Charlie said as he grabbed me.
Ignored his 'request' entirely.
"Abigail!" I called for her.
Charlie grabbed me by my jacket, and yanked me down the stairs. He pushed me on the floor next to my mom.
"Bella!" I strained myself, but I looked and saw Abigail staring at us in panic.
"Abby, Run!" I told her. I don't want her to go through what were going through. I looked to the side, and saw mom sitting up.
She had a bright red mark going across her face.
"Shut up!" Charlie shouted. He ran upstairs and grabbed Abigail.
"Leave her alone!" I shouted as I got up. Charlie pulled out a gun.
"Either you kick these kids out Renee', or I shoot the girl." I instantly turned my head to look at my mom.
"No. I would never get rid of my daughters. We'll leave. We'll leave and never come back. I never want to see your face again!" My mom told Charlie.
"…you're…you're breaking up with me?" Charlie muttered.
"Yes. Yes I am. And You better not even think about trying to contact me once we leave."
"Don't worry about that Renee'. I wouldn't wanna call you even if a tornado struck through my house!" Charlie yelled at her.
He threw the gun by my leg, and violently nudged Abigail t get down the stairs. I pulled her into a tight hug, not wanting to let go.
Mom stood up, and wrapped her arms around our waists.
"Come on sweeties. Let's get our stuff and go."
*****End of Flashback*****
As my painful flashback ended, I heard the back door open.
"Bella, Mom says it's time for dinner." Abigail told me.
I nodded, but remained where I was. I felt a small hand on my shoulder. I slowly looked up, and saw Abby. She sat down next to me on our porch.
This was our thing. We'd always sit outside together. We loved nature.
"What's wrong?" She asked me.
"I dunno. I guess I just wish our dad wasn't a psychopath." We stared at each other for about 15 seconds, then burst out laughing.
No matter how bad things were, Abby would always make me feel better.
The back door opened again.
"Girls, time for dinner."
Mom use to be so happy. Well, until she found out dad was an abusive husband nad father.
I miss her smile. Her real smile. Not that fake one she'd put on, just to make it look like everything was okay. Well it's not okay. She deserves a person that loves her. Not somebody who'd beat her all day.
"So…what's for dinner?" Abby asked.
"Grilled chicken, steamed vegetables and some white rice." Mom replied quietly.
"Sounds good." Abby responded.
We all sat down with silence.
As dinner dragged on, nobody bothered to say anything. It was really awkward. Ever since we moved to Forks, Washington (2 days ago), things have been weird. And by weird I mean quiet.
"Oh, um, I signed you guys up for school…you'll be starting tomorrow." Mom told us.
Aw man. Starting school in the middle of the semester was going to be torture!
"Awww." Abby said almost silently. But mom still heard her.
"What was that honey?" Mom asked.
"Uhh, what she meant to say was, uh…'Awww that sounds great!'" I covered for her.
Abby started giggling, which totally blew the cover up.
"I'm really sorry, but you're gonna have to suck it up, and…" Mom took a deep breath before continuing.
"Just…try. Please, just try for me. Try for yourselves too."
We wanted to argue a little bit more, hoping to get out of this, but we just let it drop. We hated seeing our mom suffer.
After we finished dinner, I went right back outside again.
The backyard was like a second bedroom to me. I even slept out here in a sleeping bag, a pillow, a book and a flashlight once. No joke. I kind of have to. I didn't want to hear my parents fight all day, so I made it a habit to sleep outside sometimes.
"Bella, mom says not to spend too much time out here." Abby told me as she closed the door and ran upstairs.
This was the only place that was peaceful. I'd spend as much time as possible here. And no one could tell me otherwise.
"Have a good day girls." We thanks her, and wished her the same thing.
She got a job as a mail delivery lady. She'd have to deliver mail through rain or shine, cold or warm, wet or dry.
She'd also have to stay at a post office all day. Great.
I parked my motorbike in the grass by a tree, and stared up at my new school.
I really don't wanna be here. I was considering cutting myself when my dad was around, but Abigail made me promise not to.
"Hey. You're Isabella aren't you?" I slightly rolled my eyes, hoping he didn't notice.
"Uh, just Bella. Hi." I awkwardly greeted.
Oh no. I forgot the bruise on my cheek. It was pretty big, and I totally forgot it existed, until I arrived here.
"I'm Mike. Mike Newton. Hey…maybe we could hang out sometime…you know, considering that fact that you're new and all. Hehe."
Wow. That was so smooth. Nice effort! I thought sarcastically.
"Uh. I don't date…anyone. Ever. No offense. It's not you, I'm just saying that I don't want to go out with anyone right now. Sorry." I quickly walked away before he could respond.
I walked into the cafeteria, sitting at a table far away from man kind. I plugged in my MP3 player, and turned it up as loud as it could go. I was thinking of my father. And how much I hated him.
He's been cheating on my mom ever since day 1. And it never stopped.
*****Flashback*****
"Bella, Abby, this is Selena." Charlie drunkly introduced us as Abby and I were playing the wii.
"Well….say hi." Charlie told us.
"Yo." Abby said.
"Hey Heather, I'm Bella." I responded, keeping my eyes on the wii.
"Uh, my name's Selena." She told me in a valley girl tone. I hated valley girl. I absolutely loathed it.
"Oh, is it? Sorry. Dad brought over some other girl two days ago, and I thought her name was Heather. Or was it Hally?"
"Nope. Hally came by last week. Two days ago was Hannah." Abby played along.
"Ohhhhh. I knew it was someone who had an 'H' in their name. But what about Angie? I thought she came over yesterday?"
"Nah. That was actually Ashley. Wait no, sorry. I meant to say Anna. Or was it Ashley for real? Hmm I forget."
We shrugged in sync.
"You..bring over other women?" 'Selena' asked offended and disgusted.
"And he's married to our mom." Abby added.
"That. Is. It! We are through!" 'Selena' loudly stated as she was stomping to our door.
"It was never even started sweetie." I told her as she walked out.
Abby and I burst out laughing. But before we even noticed, Charlie smacked us across the floor, slamming us into the wall.
"Don't you even think about telling Renee' about this, or things will get a whole lot worst for the two of ya!" Charlie threatened us darkly.
*****End of Flashback*****
Someone tapped my shoulder. I gasped as I snapped my body around, quickly unplugging the earplugs.
"I'm sorry I scared you." I heard a beautiful voice. It sounded like a melody of music in an orchestra. So….calming. His bronze hair seemed to glow right in front of my eyes. He was my angel…at least I thought he was.
"You are bleeding." I heard the three words that shocked me most. I looked down at my leg, it was soaked in blood.