Summary :
Bella is mute and Emmett is her brother when Bella is forced into moving back to forks. Will all her demons finally be taken care of or will she forever be silent dealing in her own way all by her self. Or will friends and family finally break her out of the shell of a life she has created.
Chapter 1:
"Isabella, I know you're in there your mom wont be gone to long" he says slowly walking into my bedroom. He begins hitting things knocking my alarm clock to the floor with a crash I let out a squeal and he turned toward my closet. I jumped and I pulled the closet door shut "please leave me alone, please". "Now Isabella you know I cant do that I have to have my lil bit of you, NOW" he screamed and jerked my closet door open.
I awoke out of my and fell in the floor. My mom Renae came running in the room what happened. I said nothing just looked from the bed to the floor. "please baby girl tell what it is that's made you quit talking Im begging you. I just shook my head no, how could I tell her that her new husband abuses me in every way possible. He is such a nice guy to her I wonder what I did to make him hate me so much. But its been 4 years since the first time he done it, and a lot in between it just became too much lying trying to hide the everything to quit speaking just seemed like the way to go and its worked pretty well. Renea put her head in her hands, and cried. After all the awkwardness she raised up and said "I've tried all I can think of, I think its time I send you to live with Charlie for a while." I just stared at her in shock what I thought he didn't want me what makes you think he wants me now. So I get up and found a piece of paper and a pencil and wrote "why, he didn't want me, he doesn't even call why send me there, are you mad at me im sorry " I wrote.
"Oh honey, he's just been busy with your brother". I just looked confused now so she continued." Yes you have a brother when I left I brought you with me and he kept Emmett." So we both had a lil bit of our family. "But ive already called him and your leaving tomorrow night on a plane headed to forks Washington and he will pick you up." ok Renea said.
"wait" I wrote. " Mom I don't want to go" I scribbled. I mean yes I hate it here I thought but I don't even know these people what if they can do worse than Phil I shuddered at the thought. "Bella you barely eat, your always in here never go out anymore your just wasting away and you wont let me help I have to do this we will just try it for a few years and after you can come back if it don't work ok. With that she got up and told me to have my stuff packed before tomorrow at 6 and closed my bedroom door on her way out.
I heard her walking away so i ran over and locked the door quickly I didn't need him walking in while I was in the middle of an anxiety attack. To much to soon is going on I need a release, so i ran to my bathroom and started to take a shower, I stripped while looking at the floor to make sure I didn't look at my disgusting self and got right in. While the warm water beats down on me I grab my box cutter I look down at my arms and i see all the scars and I wonder, how will I ever get these to go away and I laugh out loud I grab my hands and cover my mouth then back to what I was doing I take it and make four brand new cuts and just watch the blood wash away with a sting. I love the sting I'm watching it and I am not focused on Phil I am not worried about forks or Charlie or Emmett for a split second I'm happy and I feel like myself but then its time to get out and reality hits me square in the face.
I was putting on my clothes and I hear my moms car pulling out of the garage. I hurry and put on a long sleeve shirt and some pants and run to see what time it is. Please don't let it be seven, but sure enough it was that meant she's going to work at the hospital as an intern and I'm stuck with Phil all night. I started to cry I went into my room and saw a note under my door it was mom telling me she had to work to be ready to leave when she got home. I rechecked my door and I ran into my closet and locked it and just sat there in the dark praying he'd come in and pass out from drinking and not come up here. But I knew that was a lost prayer.