Hello everyone!
This is my first fan fiction, so I hope you enjoy!
Please review, as I appreciate them to help me become a better writer.
PeppermintSecrets
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Bella Swan lives with her mother and father, Charlie and Renee. She has a happy life, until her father becomes abusive. Follow Bella's story as she is sent to juvenile detention for the murder of her father, and see her rebel against her adoptive family.

Chapter One

A frustrated sigh escaped my lips as scrubbed harder at the floor.
Wine; who would have guessed it to be my mother's latest poison?
I stared up at her sallow face.
My mother Renee was beautiful once, but that was before HE changed
now, her eyes are clouded by the ghosts of her past and her face sunken by the one-too-many hungover mornings.

He did this to her.
But I couldn't even bare to think my own fathers name. The word 'Charlie' tasted vile on my tongue, and I had to fight back the bile that rose in my throat.

The front door banged, smashing hard into plastered walls.
'Isabella Marie Swan!'
Crap. He's drunk.
I shuddered at the sound of the pitiful creature that called himself my father, and trudged into the dining room, preparing myself for the onslaught that was sure to follow.

I lay cocooned in my doona, my father snoring loudly at my side. It was far from been comforting, and I wrapped the blanket tighter around my slender, 17 year old body.
I remember the first time I woke up with my father in my bed.
He yelled at me, saying I was a cheap slut who seduced him away from his marital bed. Saying I tempted him with my provocative attitude.

We fought, and I told him I hated him.
From that day on I've received regular beatings and when he is drunk, he throws himself into my bed.
I closed my eyes and squeezed out a few tears, trying to block out the images clouding my head.

*Bella's flashback*

I felt the sting on my cheek before I registered he'd hit me.
I reached up, holding my face in shock. I'd seen him hit Renee countless times when they fight, but never did I expect he would do this to me.
I cradled my cheek and looked up under my wet lashes, with fear strong in eyes.
His uncompassionate eyes raked my young body and he roughly pulled me into him.
He smelt like stale beer and cigarettes, that wonderful fatherly Charlie smell of butterscotch and leather undetectable, in his putrid breath.
'Bella, you are a beautiful woman.'
Under normal circumstances I would have blushed and hugged my dad, but there was something off about him tonight…

The way he cradled my body roughly into his was the embrace of a lover.
He pressed his lips hard onto mine, forcing my lips apart.
I screamed into his mouth, fighting him off, eliciting a moan from my father.

He pushed me roughly onto the bed, ripping my clothes and shredding his pants.
'Oh Renee'
More tears escaped my eyes- He thought I was Renee, he wont stop.
I thrashed around helplessly, and he thrust into me deeply.
I felt my virginity trickle down my leg in a line of blood
Charlie moaned louder, sweat coating his body.

I openly weeped, my tears staining the pillow case
I closed my eyes and imagined the meadow.
It's the only place in the world he would never find me.


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I kind of like the idea of a darker Charlie.
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I'd like 5 reviews please.
Think you guys can manage! ;)