No More
Prologue
BPOV
I remember it like it was yesterday.
It was April 15th, 1996. I called my sister Rose at 10p.m., crying.
Her husband Emmett answered "What did Edward do now?" he asked in a bored tone.
"Fuck you Emmett and put Rose on." I snapped.
"Bella, she's in with Emily, trying to get her to sleep, she thinks because she's almost 10 she can stay up late now and we're not having that you know." he grumbled.
"Fine, just have her call me as soon as possible." I sobbed into the phone.
"Bells, can I help, seriously." he asked, Emmett was like the big brother I never had, he was 10 years older than me, Rose 7 years older, so they always babied me.
"Yeah, I want to leave Edward tonight, all I have are a few pictures, my clothes and my dog, you still have the empty guest room in the basement, right?" I asked.
He sighed "Yeah, I'll be there in 30 minutes, Edward must be on night shift tonight, huh?" he asked.
"Yeah." I laughed a little.
"Does he know?" Emmett sighed.
"No, but I think he might have a good idea with the huge fight we had before he left." I dry sobbed.
"Fine, just be ready." he hung up.
That started the Merry-Go-Round of Edward and I for the next 14 years, until I had enough and finally left for good today.
This is my story.
Let me introduce myself, My name is Isabella Marie Swan - Masen.
And this is the story of my life.