A/N. ok so i thought of this story a while ago and written most of it down but dont worry im still working on "Orphan Bella" so i hope you guys like this one just as much!!
"Alice get your ass out of bed." Billy yelled at me. "Me and Ed are hungry." Billy was my father. I use the term father loosely, a father is loving and caring. Billy isn't, or at least not to me. He is, however very loving and caring for my brother, Edward. Edward is the perfect child as Billy puts it. But I think he's just a spoiled pain in the ass.
"Alice you up yet? Don't make me come get you!" Billy yelled again.
"Coming Billy" I called, as I quickly got out of bed. I grabbed my old blue jeans and a green t-shirt. I pulled my long black hair into a pony tail as I ran to the kitchen.
"Where ya been Alice? Dad and I are getting hungry. Were you talking to mom again?" Edward smirked at me. My mom and dad had a divorce a few years ago. I was my mom's and my brat of a brother was my dad's. However when mom died I was forced to move back with Billy.
"Edward shut up!" I yelled at him. "Why don't you make your own breakfast, you're already up?"
"'cause I have you." He said as he leaned against the door frame.
"Just wait till you have to move out and have to fend for yourself."
"Dad, Alice is being a pain!" Edward yelled. I knew where this was going. I quickly grabbed the eggs out of the fridge and started cracking them into a bowl. I was briskly whisking the eggs when there were thuds coming from down the hall. Thuds that were distinctly Billy's and he sounded mad. This was not good for me.
"Alice what I have I said about being a pain in the ass to your brother?" Billy said.
"I wasn't being a pain in the ass." I said as I continued to make his breakfast. Edward was already at the table eating his.
"So are you saying Edward is a liar?"
"I never said that!" I yelled getting frustrated.
"Don't raise your voice at me young lady!" he said. I then felt my head hit something hard. It was the refrigerator that was close to where I was working. There was a horrible pain on the side of my face. I knew crying out in pain wouldn't help, sometimes it made it worse. So I stood there and took it. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me back to the bowl I was using for his eggs. "Now finish" he said and shoved me one last time before he walked away. I heard Edward laugh at the table, I gave him a quick glare. He opened his mouth to say something and my eyes widened his mouth closed quickly. I finished Billy's breakfast and set it on the table. As he was eating I went upstairs to the bathroom to finish getting ready. I stood in front of the mirror only to see the side of my face that he hit was swollen and black and blue and the other side that hit the refrigerator was sliced from the magnets that hung there. I carefully washed my face, which stung, and brushed my teeth. I went downstairs to find that Billy and Edward already left. I grabbed my school bag, my old beat up canvas sneakers and my mom's rain jacket and was off to school. My school was a few blocks from my house but I didn't mind walking it, I actually enjoyed it. It was the only time I could live in my imagination. The only time I could live with a family that loved each other, and I could live with someone who loved me just as much as I loved them. I was in my own little world when I hit something that brought me back to reality.