AN this is my first fanfic and I hope you njoy and there aren't to meany spelling errors

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or Edwards dazzling gaze

Today was a scene out of a chronic depression pamphlet. Sorry for the attitude but how am I supposed to feel? My mom found out the love of her life and my step father ,Phil , cheated on her two weeks ago she had been wallowing is self pity ever scene and I feel Really sorry for her. I tried to comfort her whenever I could and now I think it's my fault that she stabbed herself just two hours ago, I have been crying ever scene. As a stepdaughter Phil never really loved me as his own, and has made it very clear he has no intention of looking after me. Currently I have no idea at what horrible place he is goanna send me off to.

As I was crying in my wrinkled bed sheets worried about the future Phil walked in. I knew this because I heard his wooden shoes hitting the floors with such intensity it echoed through the whole room.

"Bella, Bella are you awake?" Phil murmured as if he really didn't really want to talk.

"Yes, why?" I answered as I stood up and straightened out my long emerald dress.(on profile)

" Not to be mean but as you probly know I have no intention of keeping you as a daughter, or even on this estate for that matter."

I was fighting back tears. This he would have known if he was looking at my face and not

the floor. But I managed to say "Yes… yes I know."

"As you know I am in a good friendship with the king…"

"Yes I know" of course I know you spend every wakening moment talking about all his power and what good friends they are. "How could I forget"

"Well he and I have spoken and we have decided that it would be best for you if you go and work there-"

" WHAT THE HELL!" I interrupted. "I'M NOT WORKING AS A MAID TO THAT KING, HE'S… well he's." I couldn't think if anything honestly wrong with the king he's always acted in the best interests of England.

"Wait there is absolutely nothing wrong with the king. And regardless I'm not asking your permission. The arrangements have already been made, and by the way you will not be working under the king, you will be waiting on Edward."

And with that he walked out of the room the sound of the wooden souls of his shoes echoing the room.

When he was finally gone I let the tears pour dawn my face. No, I wasn't sad because I was leaving Phil I really didn't care for him much I was crying because the reality of the situation finally hit. My mom was gone for good, but most of all my best friend was gone for good.

My sobbs continued thrugh the night.

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