Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight and any characters in the story
This is my first story so please be kind. Also this story is rated M for a reason, contains abuse, coarse language and… other stuff. If this bothers you then maybe this isn't the story for you. If it doesn't, then go for it!
I still remember the worst day of my life, the day my Mother passed away...
The Preist stands up the front and starts to speak,"We are all gathered her today to celebrate the life of Renee Dwyer..." Who are all these people? Half of them don't even know her. Next thing I know I'm sitting back home infront of the television waiting for my Dad, Phillip Dwyer, to come home. My tummy rumbles as I grow more and more hungry. I glance up at the clock, it's 8:10pm, where is he? he should be home by now. I grow more and more hungry as time passes on wanting dinner. I contemplate making it myself but Mum, she told me not to touch things in the kitchen.
At 9:15pm Dad finally comes home, as he enters the lounge, I ask "What's for dinner?" Little did I know that that question was only going to get me into I can remember is the sting on my tear stained cheeks as he yells drunkenly at me. His hateful words, whispering in my ear as the alcoholic smell wafts over me. "You fucking bitch, it's your fault she died all your fault. Why did you do this huh? Why? ANSWER ME!"
That night I cried myself to sleep with no dinner in my stomach, telling myself that he was just upset over Mum; that he didn't mean a word of it, that tomorrow morning he'll have a big smile on his face and apologize. Oh how I wish that was true but unfortunalty, I couldn't have been more wrong
Well that's it, should I carry on? Don't forget to review. Peace out, Dolly.