A/N: Edward will be OOC for the beginning. So if it doesn't sound like him, that's why. It will change later. You'll see. :
BPOV:
I walked home and did my homework and made Charlie dinner. I didn't bother to even try to sneak food. We all know how well that went the last time.
I turned on my Ipod as loud as it could go since that was all I had and danced. It had been so long since I'd done point that my weight felt strange on my toes. I couldn't remember the last time it did that.
The door slammed open downstairs and heavy footsteps followed. I immediately turned my Ipod down and hid it where Charlie had no chances of finding it and breaking it.
I listened closely. Charlie was in the kitchen, most likely eating and drinking. I decided I might as well sleep since I had nothing better to do.
Just a few hours later I was sleeping Charlie charged into my room and yanked me out of bed by my hair. I winced in pain and tried not to cry out. In some perverse way, he got more enjoyment from that.
"Get up, stop sleeping around." He slapped me.
That definitely woke me up. He shoved me to the ground and I tried to brace myself but I ended up crashing into the desk, hitting my forearms. I felt them being cut up and already bruising.
"Go buy me some more beer!" He slurred and fell over slightly.
"But, Charlie," He silenced me with another slap to my face.
"Go," He growled and pulled me up from the ground forcefully by my hurt arms.
I winced in pain and stood there, shaking slightly, as he stormed down the stairs. A loud thump was heard a few minutes later.
I walked soundlessly, carefully down the stairs to see my father passed out on the floor. I grabbed him under his arms and pulled him onto the couch. I got several pillows and a blanket and tucked my father in. A silent tear fell from my eye and landed on his cheek after I kissed him goodnight.
Just because he didn't love me or want me, didn't mean I had to feel the same way. I've always wished my father would love me back. It seemed impossible.
EPOV:
I couldn't get that girl out my head after I saw here. There was something different about her. She was the new girl, Bella Swan. No one really noticed her. She was overlooked- the shy, overweight girl that never talked.
I couldn't honestly blame them. She wasn't much to look at and she didn't appear to have much to say. But the girl in the vision… there was definitely something there then. She seemed to have a glow to her, something in her eyes I couldn't put a finger on.
Needless to say, a human- no matter how bland- beaten to death was not something easily forgotten.
BPOV:
I searched around my room frantically. There were no long sleeve shirts to be found. They were all in the washing machine and wet. I found a t-shirt and my raincoat and zipped it up all the way, feeling horribly naked and unprotected.
The walk to school was a slow one and I found my self running to make it onto to first period.
"You were so close, Miss Swan. Let's not have it happen again, shall we?" My teacher asked.
I nodded and took my seat next to the angelic girl. I was pulling off my jacket unthinkingly and put it on the back of my chair.
Alice gasped. "Bella, what on earth happened to your arms?!" She asked frantically.
I had an internal panic attack for a second before my mind quickly came up with an excuse. "I'm extremely clumsy. I fall all the time. It's no big deal." I shrugged it off and resisted the urge to hide my arms. That would only make me look guilty.
"You weren't clumsy yesterday." She eyed me carefully, skeptical.
"It was a lucky day," I mumbled. I really couldn't have her looking any closer. They were a lot bigger then normal bruises would be.
Thankfully, the air conditioner picked up noticeably and I shivered, not faking it. I shrugged back into my jacket and only half listened to the teacher the whole period.
Now I was going to have to make my self fall. Good going, Bella, I chided myself.
Once again I went to the library during lunch, feeling much more at home then any where else here in this rainy little town. My stomach growled and I clenched my fists. God, I hurt everywhere!
The rain slightly assaulted me from under my jacket. I kept my eyes down and my hood wrapped around my face as the wind blew the rain in various directions. Suddenly I ran into something very hard and cold.
"Watch it!" A voice, even velvety while angry, snarled at me.
I looked up to see a boy and a girl pressed up against the lockers together her lips kissing every inch of his neck. This faces were blurred by the rain in my eyes but even then I could tell they were horrifically beautiful.
"Sorry!" I muttered quietly, embarrassed.
His eyes suddenly changed colors and his face went from angry to hostile in a split second. I ran away, even through the fear I managed to remember to make myself trip a few times.
EPOV:
Jocelyn's lips were all over mine and she had me pushed against the lockers. She didn't even seem to mind that it was pouring rain outside. She was through with my thinking period. I guess a day with out physical contact was more then she could handle.
Suddenly we were bumped into. I looked up angrily. What kind of moron runs into people?
She looked up startled. It was the new girl.
"Watch it!" I snarled.
"Sorry!" She was quiet as usual. I found it rather bothersome that someone was so quiet, even humans- who were just annoying as rule.
She walked past me and it was then that I smelled the most delectable thing to ever walk this earth. I wanted Bella Swan's blood. It was sweet and enchanting. The smell was floral, like freesia almost.
My eyes went pitch black and I glared at her.
Sheer terror crossed her face and she scurried away.
I made a move to pounce on her but Jocelyn caught me around the waist.
"What do you think you're doing?" She hissed.
I looked into her golden eyes and everyone came back to me. My family, Carlisle- all those people… I couldn't disappoint them.
My head hung shamefully but the bloodlust was still there. I had thought of hundreds of different ways to kill Isabella in those few seconds.
"I'm going hunting. Find Alice and tell her that." I informed Jocelyn. Before she could respond I was off into the woods.
I couldn't believe what I had almost done. No matter how aggravating I found her, I just couldn't believe I almost took some innocent human's life. I was such a monster.
It's eating me away
It nibbles at my brain
The question of my existence
And the matter of pain
I shake my fist, I shake my fist
At the cosmos and my insignificance
I need a reason to breathe
It's eating me away
I don't own anything. :[ Eating Me Away by Skillet.
