Summary: Bella is 4 yrs old, she's beaten by her mother. One night Bella can't take the beatings any longer so she runs away not knowing where to go or what do to. She just knew she had to get out of her mother's grasp, what happens when she's lost and hurt? And what do Alice and Rosalie do when they find her?

Disclaimer: I will only warn you in this chapter there's violence and abuse. I won't really write chapters with abuse, I promise. I don't own twilight.

BPOV

(4 yrs old )

I listened carefully as mommy and Phil leave, when I hear the locks I open the closet door slowly, and look out, the house is really quiet. I walk out and go to my room, I look for my big girl backpack, when finally find it, I open it and empty it out. I go to Mommy's room to look for the box under the bed, I crawl under the bed and pull the box out. It's filled with paper and folders, I look through the papers and find one with my name on it, ISABELLA MARIE SWAN, I pull it out and put it in my backpack - I hope it's important. I close the box and push it back in, I close Mommy's door quietly and go back to my room.

I put my blankie in my backpack, I also put favorite teddy bear in there, this way he won't get cold outside. I don't know what I'm doing but I don't want to be with my mommy, I want my daddy, he is nice and he has a big mustache, it tickles when my daddy kisses my cheeks.

But I don't see my daddy anymore he only calls me, it has been a really really long time since I've seen my daddy, I miss him.

I hear Mommy's voice outside, I quickly close my backpack and put it by the window, closing my room I run back to the closet, carefully closing the door, I crawl to the corner and hug my knees.

Loud footsteps stomp around the house, mommy's voice gets louder - angrier. The closet door is thrown open and my mommy is standing there with a very angry look on her face, she bends down and pulls me up by my arm, her nails biting my skin.

"Ow! That really hurts mommy," I cry, my mommy ignores me and grabs me harder, we go to the living room where she finally lets go. Mommy turns to look at me, she smiles but it scares me.

"You're in trouble Isabella."

"What did-" she slaps me with the back of her hand, I look down and try not to cry, mommy hates it when I cry.

"Don't you dare talk back you little bitch," she hisses , she pulls my hair, making me look at her.

"Nobody loves you, no one ever will," she spit, "I mean look at you! You're too skinny and weak, you disgust me."

She starts yelling at me again before she slaps me, I fall on the floor and cry out.

"SHUT UP!" she yells before kicking my tummy two times. She picks me up by my hair and throws me against a wall. Mommy's boyfriend laughs from the couch, he doesn't help, he never does. He just drinks his grown up juice all of the time.

"Mommy, stop!" I cry, she grabs a vase and throws it at the wall, I move quickly before it can hit me.

"You are a bastard! You're the reason your dad isn't here! He didn't want to deal with your retarded ass," she screams, my whole little body hurt, I need to get away from mommy.

"Now he's married again. He doesn't love you."

She walks towards me with something in her hand, her hair is crazy, she bends down and grabs my hair again - my head hurts, she pulls my head back, puts her bottle down, and grabs my arm.

"Does this hurt?" She asks before twisting my arm, I scream out in pain, trying to wiggle out of her grasp, but the more I move the harder she twist, I can't take it anymore, I feel it pop and I cry louder cause it hurts a lot more.

"Cry all you want, nobody can hear you! No one is gonna help you!"

She pushes me away and I fall and cough, blood comes out and stains the carpet. I lay there quietly until she leaves and Phil follows her, I'm scared to move, I get up slowly and accidentally move my bad arm, pain shots through it and I bite my lip.

I quickly and quietly crawl my way to my room, and quietly close the door then open the window a little, it looks scary and dark. I couldn't go through the front door because mommy or Phil would stop me and hurt me, I know it. I push the window open all the way, pull on my backpack, and kick the screen, it falls off quickly.

I look out, squinting my eyes, and carefully climb out. When my feet touch the ground, the door to my room is slammed open.

"Get back here!" Phil yells, he tries to grab me but I run, I hug my arm to my side. I can still hear my mommy yelling, so I run until I'm at a park, I think, everything is blurry and spinning, my head is pounding.

I'm really scared, I run a little more, I stop when I can't breathe. I don't know where to go, I look around and it is so lonely and quiet, I'm lost.

"Oh my god! Alice!"

I turn to the soft voice and see two blurry figures walking towards me.

"Please don't hurt me," I whisper as they get closer.

"We're not honey, we promise," they both crouch down, I can tell they're both girls, one of them touches my face lightly but I move away from her touch, I can't stop crying and I'm feeling really dizzy now.

"Who did this to you?" One of them asks.

"M-my-my mo-mmy," I say.

"What's..."

Was all I hear before everything goes dark.

Ok, so don't kill me but life made me its bitch! I've been working and in school, homework is terrible, I hate my math teacher, work has been giving me 30+ hours when I'm supposed to be a part time and only work around 20 hours. But more money right... haha... No I'm slowly dying, both physically and spiritually. I FINALLY had some time to work on this cause all my other spare time was spent catching up on sleep and trying to maintain my dead social life alive. So sorry for the wait but here it is! Enjoy and let me know if you love it or hate it.