Full Summary: Bella is not like the other kids, she and Jasper have a lot more on their plate. Edward doesn't understand this and continues to bully her. What he doesn't know is that Bella Swan is all-alone. No parents, no friends, only her brother. And he is not well either.
PROLOGUE:
"I'm home," I yelled as I walked in the door, greeting my mother. As usual she was sitting on the couch reading. Always reading.
"Ah your home, want to start on dinner?" Mother didn't even look up from her book, another normality for the afternoons in the Swan house.
"Yeah, just let me put my bag down." I always cooked dinner, I always cleaned dinner, and I didn't know why my mother continuously asked. Tonight was going to be Lasagna- Jaspers favorite. I always tried to make Jasper as comfortable as possible.
"Dinner is ready!" I yelled just as the door opened. Jasper was home
"Jasper" I ran up to him wrapping my arms around his tall frame.
"Good afternoon Bellie" He laughed "How was school?" I didn't go to Jasper's school. I wasn't old enough yet. He was in the 9th grade, and I was in the sixth. I was excited to move to Jaspers school because I really didn't like mine. He knew this.
"It was okay." I tried a smile but he wasn't stupid.
"Hey? Its alright, its nearly the end of school anyway."
"Hurry up!" My father yelled.
"Come on, you know how they get." Jasper picked me up and took me into the kitchen.
"Put her down and stop this, you do it every night." My mother snapped.
So we sat. And we ate. And we thanked my mother for the food, even though she did not make the food, I did. Then we left the kitchen and went to our individual rooms. This was how we did things. This is how we always did things.
"Dinner's ready!" I hollered, lifting the pasta bake out of the oven.
My mother served the meal and we all sat.
"Isabella, Jasper. We have something to talk about with you." I dropped my fork; we never ate at the table. This was a rule.
"What it is father?" Jasper hated calling him that, but again- it was another rule.
"Your mother and I are going to go out tomorrow evening and you will be staying at home. I hope that this will not be an issue."
"What are you going to do?" Jasper was baffled, as was I. They never went out, they never went anywhere.
"Do not speak out of term Jasper. We are going to a film." This confused us even more. They hated films. They hated everything.
"What would we have to do tomorrow evening?"
"Isabella will complete the meal as per usual, and then the normal routine will take place. But your co-operation is necessary- do not make any mess. And be good."
"Of course father." I responded.
"Well let's thank your mother and Isabella can wash up." As always.
"Renee get downstairs so we can farewell the children" My father yelled upstairs. My mother walked hesitantly down her eyes red as if she had been crying.
"Mother are you alright!" I asked running toward her
"I am fine." She snapped harshly. At least this version of Renee I understood.
Jasper grabbed my hand and pulled me back, pulling me slightly behind him so he was protecting me but in a way that my parents were not aware of it.
"Now you children be good whilst your mother and I are gone. Don't do anything you would not have when we are not here. At the cinema we mean." He raised his voice.
"Come here" My mother said and for the first time in years she embraced Jasper and I in a hug. This, this was defiantly a rule that she was breaking.
"Lets go Renee" Charles took my mothers hand and led her out the door. Jasper and I exchanged a worried look at the odd exchange that just took place. Suddenly Jasper snapped out of it and smiled brightly.
"How about tonight instead of you cooking we order a pizza?" I gasped; this was something my mother and father would defiantly not approve of.
"Come on Bellie, we never get to have anything unhealthy and we never get to have any fun." It was true; my father had a calorie limit to every meal. This was because he wanted us to remain at the optimal weight. It was odd and it was not what normal families did. I knew that now.
"They will not find out?" I asked and as a response he stuck out his pinky finger. This is what we used to do when we were younger, I giggled at the memory. I hooked pinkies with him and we shook the back and forth before bumping fists.
The remained of the night was the opposite to what it would have been if my parents were home- I was glad they were gone. We laughed and watched movies that he told me his friends watched, we ate pizza and then we found some ice-cream at the back of the fridge. We came to the conclusion that our mother was not as perfect as she made it out to be. We giggled at the fact she cheated.
But the night had to come to an end- I knew that. We went to our individual rooms after scrubbing the kitchen.
My alarm went off at 6:03. It always went off at this time so I could prepare breakfast for the family. I had three options that I could cook as outlined by my father. I could cook porridge adding either sultanas or honey, I could cook low fat pancakes, or I could make an omelet for everyone. I was not feeling all that well and so I decided that perhaps porridge would be the easiest to stomach. At 6:40 I had prepared everyone's meal to their preference and I went to wake my brother and then my parents. As I reached Jaspers' door he opened it abrubly, hitting me in the face.
"Bellie! Sorry!" He grabbed me as I stumbled backwards, grabbing me before I hit the floor.
"That's alright, I was just getting you for breakfast" I rubbed my face
"NO!" I looked at him and for the first time in my life I was scared of him "I mean, just go downstairs and I will come down. I just checked on Mother and Father and they are not well so they aren't coming down." I raised my eyebrow, this never happened.
"Jasper, what's going on?" I asked
"Nothing!" Something was wrong. I ran to my parents room, flinging the door open. Jasper ran behind me yelling at me to stop. I gasped. The room was as neat as it was before they left. The bed was made just as I had made it the morning before- another job. It was … it was as if they never came home. I ran to a cuboard and found it totally empty, I ran to another, empty again. I was getting frantic. The draws, the closet, all empy. They had taken everything.
"Jasper, they left us." I whispered before falling to the ground. Everything then went black.
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