My Hero

Chapter two

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"Hi can I please speak to officer Swan?" I asked, nervously.

"May I ask whose calling?" the lady asked politely

"It's Bella, his daughter"

"One moment please" and with that she put me on hold. I waited for about a minute before someone finally answered. It was Charlie.

"Bella?"

Now:

"Hey Ch-Dad" I answered shyly.

"Bella, is everything okay?" he asked a anxiously.

"Yea dad I'm fine, I'm at the airport, I was wondering if you could come pick me up" I was so nervous I was shaking.

"You're here, in Forks?" He asked surprised.

"Yea" was all I could say. What excuse would I give him as to why I'm suddenly here. I obviously couldn't tell him the truth but I knew I had to give him so explanation.

"Okay look you stay right there, I'll be there in twenty minutes"

"Thanks dad, bye"

I hung up the phone and made my way over to one of the seats to wait. i stared outside the window and watched as the rain pounded against it. Uh, I hate the rain, the sun always makes me feel better…maybe it was a mistake to come here… No, this was my only option, I had to get away.

Charlie showed up right on time. He came my way with his arms out ready to give me a hug, but I shied away. It's not that I don't trust Charlie it's just I'm not ready for any male contact. I felt bad that I rejected him but he didn't seem to mind too much. He helped me with my bag and took me over to the cruiser. By the time I got in the car I was soaked and shivering.

"Here bells take this, you're going to get sick" Charlie said handing me his jacket. He turned the heat in the car and after a while my shivering ceased. We didn't speak much, he just asked me some questions like how school was, and how's my mom, and I responded with just one word answers. I knew what was coming, he's going to ask why I'm here. I hope my lie would be good enough.

We pulled up into the drive way and made our way inside. I took of the wet jacket and pulled my wet hair into a pony tail. Charlie showed me to my old room and set my bag down.

"Im going to order some pizza, you still like pizza right?" he asked.

"Yea sounds great." I was a little confused as to why he was not bombarding me with questions as to why I'm here. He was about to leave when I blurted out the question.

"Don't you want to know why I'm here?"

"We'll I'm sure you'll tell me when you're ready, I'm just happy you're here now."

"Oh, I'm happy I'm here to" I said with a smile. I felt a huge weight lifted from my chest. I was so happy that he wasn't going to send me back.

"By the way, does your mother know you're here?"

Crap

"Um, no I kind of just left" I asked feeling nervous again.

"Well, I think you should call her" with that he left.

I went to take a shower. I removed my cloths and stared at myself in the mirror. It wasn't a pretty site. I had a long scar that went over my right breast, I had several scars and recent bruises between my legs and inner thigh. I turned to look behind me and examined my backside. It was just as bad. There were scars everywhere. I felt tears form in my eyes. I do this every time I take a shower, I look in the mirror and hope that there are no scars and everything was just a bad dream. But there always there, constantly reminding me. I got into the hot shower and let the water momentarily wash away the memories.

When I got out I slowly put away my cloths. I was trying to stall as much time before I called my mom. I finally decided to give her a call, she must be really worried. So I grabbed the house phone and called. It barley rang once before I heard my mother pick up.

"Yes, hello?!?" she sounded very panicky. I couldn't blame her. "Hello is anyone there?"

"Mom"

"Bella, oh Bella sweetheart, are you ok, where are you, do you need Phil to come pick you up?" I flinched when she mentioned his name. "Bella?... Bella!"

"I'm here mom, and no I don't need anyone to pick me up I'm in Forks, with dad" My heart was pounding

"I don't understand, why would you leave just like that, without saying anything to me, do you know how worried I was. The least you could have done was leave a note Isabella." She said, with a hint of anger in her voice. My mother rarely gets angry, so when she does it can be a little frightening.

"I'm sorry mom, it was a kind of in the moment thing"

"I see, well I guess there's not much I can do now is there." She said sounding calmer. "Besides you probably need a change, I see how sad you are sometimes. It breaks my heart to see you that way honey. Maybe forks will somehow cheer up a bit."

I guess I really didn't hide my pain as well as I thought it did. I tried really hard to, but I doubt she or anyone could miss the changes I've made. I use to look healthy and happy. But now, I'm miserable and a couple of weeks ago my doctor told me I was ten pounds under weight. But who could eat when all I see and think about is him, and what he does or is going to do.

"Yea I hope so to, so I'll call you later, dad ordered food"

"Ok sweetheart, I love and miss you already."

"Me to mom, bye"

I finally got it over with. I didn't even have to make up a lie. Which was pretty good, seeing as how I'm a terrible liar.

After we ate, Charlie was talking about enrolling me into Forks high school, first thing tomorrow. I wasn't looking forward to that. I didn't have a lot of friends in my old school, and I doubt I was going to make any here. People think I'm strange, because I barley talk to anyone, and all I do is read or write in my journal.

I was so tired, that by nine, I was ready to go to bed. I wished my father good night and headed to my room, and climbed into bed. My head barley hit the pillow when I fell asleep.

"Please Phil, stop, you're hurting me!!"

"Shut up, you disobeyed me you little bitch, when I tell you not to speak to other boys you better listen."

"I'm sorry please; I won't speak to them anymore."

"Your damn right you won't. Not after I teach you a little lesson."

"N0, no please, I swear I learned my lesson, please."

"No I don't think you did, now be a good girl and get on your back and spread them, if you fight it's only going to be a worse punishment for you."

"Please"

I wokeup screaming into my pillow, and cried the rest of the night.

To be continued…