A/N – New Chappie of the New Story! Yay!
BPOV
I sighed and opened the door. There was beer cans covering half of the living room. The first thought that came to my mind: Tommy, Ellie, out of here. I ran to the fridge and got out some quick food for Ellie and Tommy. I pushed Ellie upstairs into her room.
"Ellie I need you to be very quiet for Bella do you understand?" I whispered quickly, willing her to understand. She nodded.
"Is daddy being a bad man tonight?" she asked, she is so much more perceptive, then I give her credit for, just like me. I nodded and gave her a sad, small smile.
"Yes Ellie, so I need you to be extra quiet and eat your food, you understand?" I told her, she nodded again.
I walked out the room to Tommy's room. I quickly pulled out a spoon and fed him as quick as he would take it. Food normally made him sleepy. As predicted, he fell asleep and I put him in the cot.
I tip-toed out quietly, just not quiet enough. Phil was standing outside staring me down, holding a beer can. I gulped loudly.
"Hi there, Bewlar," he slurred, stumbling slightly. "I thought I asked you-ooh to make dinner for m-me," he mumbled, gulping down his beer.
"I-I don't k-know" I stuttered, looking down. How could I have forgotten? I am so useless! Phil slapped me on the cheek forcefully and I think my neck clicked in response, causing pain and whiplash. A whimper escaped my lips, but this only encouraged the monster. He laughed menacingly before punching my cut then my face. I fell to the floor, cradling my stomach. I was finding it hard to breathe.
Phil kicked me and punched me until he was content. When he was finished, he began to walk to the bedroom, but I heard collapsing as soon as the door shut.
I tried to get up, I really did, but I just couldn't move.
I think it was hours before I finally pulled myself from the ground and checked in Ellie's room. She was lying on the floor, curled up. It broke my heart to see my little sister like this. I sighed and picked her up, causing me to wince in pain, and put her in her bed. She had tear-stains on her face, I kissed her cheek and left.
Tommy was asleep too, smiling in it as usual, even though he had nothing to smile about really. I stroked his cheek gently. I can't even begin to imagine how fucked up he will be mentally when he is older. Ellie will probably be like this too. Fuck, even I have begun to start some sort of mental problem.
Why did God choose us three kids to this damned life?
Why did Renee have to marry Phil?
Why did Renee start drugs?
Why. Us?
Life sucks and then you die. Yeah, I wish.
I saw the sun starting to rise and ran to wake up Ellie and Tommy.
"Ellie, wake up, sweetie!" I shook her gently and ran to Tommy's room. I was running late today. I picked him up and hugged him tight to my chest. Ellie was already in her clothes, waiting by the door with two apples. Bless her.
"Bella, what happened to your face?" she asked, scared, which made me confused. I stopped to look in the mirror and gasped. I had a black eye and bruises on my face. Jesus Christ. They were sure to get a kick out of this one. I tried to move my face, but it hurt too much. I just have to make sure no one looks at my face today.
"It doesn't matter Elle-Bells. I just tripped over this morning," I lied smoothly. She nodded and handed me an apple. We ran out when we heard rustling upstairs.
I dropped the kids off at Susan's house; she kindly took them in, pity probably since she got a good look at my face. I decided to walk to school today, I was in no mood to see there faces of disgust and pity.
By the time I got there, it was lunch, perfect. I walked quietly into the cafeteria with my hood up, looking down. Please, please, please let no one talk to me. I sighed in relief when I reached my table in peace.
I took the apple from my pocket and began to nibble on it. Just when I thought I was safe, someone called out,
"Hey, everybody look, the anorexic is eating!" every head turned to look at me; I kept my head down, tears threatening to spill out. I felt something hard hit my head. I looked down to realize it was an orange.
"Hey look at us!" someone called out, throwing something else at me. I took a deep breath and looked up, placing my apple down, I managed to get one bite out of it. I heard some gasps, just before the laughter erupted in the cafeteria. I sighed and walked out, some footsteps on my tail.
"Hey Ducky, wait up!" A high pitch voice called out, Jessica, great. "I wanna talk to you!" she called and I stopped reluctantly, knowing she wouldn't leave me alone unless I spoke to her. Before I knew it, she was slapping me, repeatedly against my bruised skin. I whimpered quietly. She whispered in my ear, "Go to hell, just like the rest of your fucked up family." She smirked and walked off. I winced in pain and leaned against the wall. I felt someone tap my shoulder. I looked and saw the pixie girl looking pitying at me. I looked down.
"Can I help you?" I whispered hoarsely.
"I thought you might need this," she murmured and handed me a tissue. I nodded and let the tears spill, before I slid down the wall to the ground. She sat next to me, comforting me somehow.
"Don't listen to them, they don't know what they're talking about," she whispered, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I smiled grimly.
"You don't know what you're talking about," I murmured standing up, brushing myself off and wiping the tears away gently, my face was throbbing.
"I do, I've never been surer," she said stubbornly. I shook my head.
"If you know better, you would stay away from me, I only cause trouble." I warned her, backing away. Just the thought of someone so petite with Phil in the room, it gives me the creeps. I walked away quickly, pulling my hood up again. It managed to fall down.
"Aren't you going to class?" she called after me. I turned around quickly.
"No, I've got some…errands to run" I lied, not so smoothly this time. She nodded before I turned and ran out of the school.
APOV (Alice)
I walked back into the cafeteria, shocked to say the least.
I know were in high school here, but how could those students do that to Bella? It was just cruel. Plus, her face! What happened? It looks like a baseball bat has been hitting her! Yet, she told ME to stay away from her. Well, she didn't exactly put it like that, she said she was trouble. Which is hardly believable, she was so…so…fragile. I bet she couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a vampire.
My family were waiting for me when I got to the table.
"Well, what did she say? What was happening out there?" Emmett asked, looking worried. I glared towards Jessica.
"Well, I found her, with a new bruise on her cheek, thanks to Miss Stanley over there. But when I tried to comfort her, she told me that I should stay away from her if I knew what has best. I don't know about you but I have a bad feeling about this." I murmured to them. Jasper looked worried, Emmett looked pissed, and Rosalie looked bored? Edward had left to stay at with the Denali's for a while. Can't blame him, she did smell appetizing.
"Well, your guess is better then mine," Emmett murmured looking around the room.
"Why do you even care? We come across this all the time! What makes her so special?" Rosalie glared at us. I could feel anger bubbling inside.
"There's just something about her…What I see in her future, it isn't good. How could say that, Rosalie? That's what Carlisle found you as," I spat back at her. She was so self-centred.
Whether they liked it or not I had to help Bella. I knew what was coming, and it was only going to get worse for her.
