Sins of the Father
Authors Note: WARNING, this fiction will begin dealing with some very sensitive issues, parental neglect, physical and emotional abuse, rape (not by Charlie), bullying, teen pregnancy, and thoughts of suicide. I promise that I am not, nor would I ever make light of any of these issues and will try to be as delicate as I can be while writing the story. This is a vamp/wolf pack story, cannon pairings, and probably not for fans of Charlie or any of the wolves (with the exception of Seth.)
Now having said that; This will also be a story of friendship, family, love, hope and eventually a HEA. If anyone has any questions or concerns regarding this story please feel free to contact me. Constructive criticism is also welcomed, but I will not accept flames. I feel that I have given fair warning to content of story so that anyone who is sensitive to these issues will pass on this story. Also if you or anyone you know is being abused in any way, please seek help.
All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and according to my bank account I'm not her.
Chapter 1
"Bella get down here now." I heard Charlie, I mean my dad, bellow.
I walked down the narrow staircase as quickly as possible while managing to stay upright. To say that I'm a klutz would be the understatement of the year. As I reached the small living room, I watched him guzzle a beer, waste not, want not, I guess.
He hastily threw his service revolver into his battered, brown suitcase and slammed the latches into place.
"Now Bella, I'm going to be gone for five days, and don't have a phone number to give you in case anything happens, so you're on your own." I had almost forgotten that he was leaving today for some kind of law enforcement convention in Vegas.
Nothing new about that I thought, he barely acknowledges my presence now, unless he's hungry or he's made a mess and can't be bothered to clean it up himself. Also he remembers that he has a cell phone right?
"So you better be on your best behavior, I don't want to get word back that you've been having people over or that you've been skipping school."
Oh so there is a way to contact him then….I thought. Then I realized the hilarity of his warnings, like anyone would want to come over. I have no friends, I'm a freak, even the other labeled freaks of the school avoided me. It was like I was invisible. The other students couldn't even be bothered to bully me. That was why the other half of his warning was crazy, since no one ever gave me a second thought, school was a safe haven for me. I loved learning and was fairly intelligent. Books were my only friends.
"I gave a key to Billy and Jake so that they can come over and check on you, and there won't be any warning calls in advance."
This made me shiver, Billy was Charlie's best friend and Jacob was his son. I don't know why but Jacob had taken an interest in me and it didn't matter to him that I didn't reciprocate the feelings at all. I still had bruises, sore muscles, a healing rib and the loss of my virginity from that last time I saw Jacob three weeks earlier. The physical pain I could deal with, it would fade, but he stole something from me, that I could never recover. It's not like anyone would want me anyway, but now that I was damaged goods so to speak, I didn't stand a chance.
I fought the threatening tears, once Charlie had caught me crying over my mother's death and he responded by telling me to get over it.
"Oh and it wouldn't hurt you to be nicer to Jake" Charlie said, bringing my attention back to him. "Do something with that hair and maybe thrown on a little makeup, you know, try to look like a girl, you could do a whole lot worse then Jacob Black."
Was he seriously trying to fix me up with my rapist? Now technically, he didn't know about Jacob, I never told him. I was afraid that he would find a way to turn it around so that it was my fault anyway.
"Earth to Bella, are you even listening to a word I've said?" Charlie asked.
I was just now realizing that I hadn't spoken a word to him since entering the room. I nodded my head never looking him in the eyes and said " I understand dad, no parties, no skipping school, and try to look like a girl, got it."
What he didn't realize was that I only had about four outfits to my name, all jeans and t-shirts, never having been a fan of dresses or high heals and the only make-up that I own is some lightly tinted lip balm. Not that I would ever in a million years try to encourage Jacob, I would rather die than have him touch me ever again.
I watched him watching me trying to decide if I was being a smart mouthed brat or if I was simply summarizing his orders. Eventually he must have decided that I was sincere, because he grabbed his overstuffed wallet and after a little consideration pulled out a twenty and handed it to me.
"You'll need something to eat, since you're too good to eat fish." He said with a frown on his face.
I couldn't help that my mom had raised me as a vegetarian and I had no desire to change my eating habits just because she was gone.
"Thanks" I mumbled. Really, I wanted to say, that was four dollars a day, much too generous. Unfortunately it was also that time of the month and I was going to need supplies, thank God pasta is cheap. I had at one time considered trying to get a part time job, but Charlie vetoed that idea claiming that it would interfere with my schoolwork. Actually it was more likely that it would interfere with his dinner time.
Just then I heard a car pull into our gravel lined driveway and a horn began blaring. "That's my ride to the airport, remember what I said, Bella." He warned before staggering out the door without so much as a goodbye.
Once I heard the car pull out of the drive, I exhaled the breath that I hadn't even realized that I had been holding. I began immediately going through the house to make sure that all of the windows and doors were locked. I wasn't worried about anyone trying to break in the place, and I knew that Billy Black has a key, but hopefully he wouldn't give it to Jacob. I reminded myself that when I went to bed to make sure that I locked my bedroom door.
After a quick dinner of mac and cheese, I headed upstairs for my shower and to finish my homework and with any luck I would be able to curl up with a good book and read myself to sleep. I had been having cramps for a couple of days, but yet my period had not started. I made a note to stop at the store the next day to get tampons, if the cramps were any indication, this month was going to be a bitch.
The next couple of days progressed, very much the same as the first night. I was enjoying having the house to myself. Billy had called once to make sure that I was okay, he really isn't a bad man, it's just that his son had become a monster, since he began hanging out with an older group of friends.
I guess that I had allowed myself to fall into a false sense of security; On the night before Charlie was to come home, I was lying in bed with a heating pad, reading my well worn copy of Romeo and Juliette I heard a bang downstairs. "Hello" I called out, hoping that it was just Charlie coming home a day early.
Just then I heard loud footsteps and from the sounds of it, they belonged to more than one person. Oh shit! I thought. Trying to jump up and close and lock my bedroom door I tripped on the heating pads' cord and fell flat on my face. As I tried to get up, I saw three pairs of black boots. My heart sank when I finally got a look at the intruders' faces. They belonged to Jacob and his two friends Paul and Sam.
"Hey Bells" Jacob said, glee evident in his voice.
"Jacob, please, just go." I begged, tears of terror flooded my eyes.
"Now Bella, is that any way to treat guests?" He laughed. "I was telling my boys here, what a good time we had a few weeks ago, and they just want to party too."
I was still on my hands and knees trying to get a way, when Paul stepped on my hand. I heard the crack of the bone as an agonizing pain shot through my left hand. "Oh God" I screamed. The boys just laughed.
Jacob then bent down and picked me up, as if I weighed no more than a doll and threw me down on my bed. I felt pain as I banged my head on the table next to my bed and I heard the crash of the lamp as it fell broken to the floor.
The next thing I knew, I was waking up to a pitch black and silent room. I must have blacked out from the blow to my head. Fortunately for me, I don't remember anything that happened after that.
I tried to stand, to find the light switch on the wall, but as I did the room began to spin. I'm not quite sure how, but I managed to get to the phone and dial 911 before passing out again.
I'm not quite sure how much time had passed before I was awakened, this time to complete sensory overload. The lights were too bright, there were so many people around me seemingly all speaking at one time. There were machines and tubes hooked up to me everywhere and every inch of my body was screaming in pain.
I tried to get out of bed, but I couldn't move. A soothing voice spoke to me, trying to calm me.
"Shhh Ms. Swan, my name is Amanda, I'm a nurse at Forks Memorial Hospital" "You've been through quite an ordeal, please try to relax, Dr. Cullen will be in to see you shortly."
I was confused, how did I get to the hospital? I then began to shiver, looking down I noticed that I was naked except for a hospital gown and a very thin blanket. My left hand was in a cast and my head throbbed. I tried to reach up to rub it, but it was covered in bandages.
I began to become very drowsy once again and decided to go back to sleep hoping that when I woke the next time, I would find that this had just been a very bad dream.
"Isabella, can you hear me?" I heard an angelic voice saying. I wanted to open my eyes, to try to match a face with that voice, but they wouldn't cooperate.
"Just Bella" I tried to say, but it probably came out more like "Jezibelle." How did they know my name anyway? I doubt that I had shown them ID when the ambulance picked me up.
"Well Just Bella, my name is Dr. Cullen, can you tell me what happened to you tonight?"
This time I was able to open my eyes and I saw the face of the man that belonged to the voice. He looked like an angel also. Then I noticed standing behind him two of Charlie's deputies and I began to panic. I began trying to shake my head but it wouldn't move. Somehow Dr. Cullen interpreted my panic as reluctance to speak around the police and he asked them to come back later.
"It's okay Bella, they're gone now. They work for your father right?"
"Mmm hmm" I replied.
"We haven't been able to get in touch with your father, the deputies said that he's at a convention and gave us the number for the hotel and his cell phone, but no luck yet. We will keep trying though." He said sympathetically.
"Don't please" I begged, probably sounding more like "snow peas." My mouth was swollen shut.
"Well it seems that you are stable enough to be moved to a room, we're going to give you something to help you sleep and I will see you in the morning."
I tried to nod, but I kept forgetting that I couldn't and Dr. Cullen just squeezed my hand in understanding. God his hands were cold.