Bpov
Blood Fucking blood!,it's the same every night.I close my eyes and its there over the floor,the walls,my mom Renee and Stepdad Phil.i remember clearly the day and time it happened it was Family night, one of Moms crazy would take it in turns every Friday to choose an activity or movie,that the three of us could join in with.
And this particular Friday Phil,had chosen persuasion,I had just returned home from another gruelling day at Phoenix High School,it was a warm day as usual.
I remember clearly entering our small house,it was'nt that big but it was home,at least i thought it was at the time.I yelled out my usual hello's like i always did,Mom and Phil usually answered but on this day they didn't,i really thought nothing of it at the time as it was not unusual for them not to be in.i headed straight for the Kitchen to start on supper like i always did as Renee couldn't cook for shit.i had taken over the cooking duties from a young age as it was deemed neccessary in order not to starve,i didn't mind one bit though, as i really enjoyed getting lost in my own little world whilst cooking.I was really good at it as well.I pulled out all of the ingredients i had needed for Fried chicken,it was then i had heard some movement in Phil and my Moms room i yelled to the direction of the sound that supper was almost done and that it would be done in an hour,but there was still no voices from either of them although i could still hear movement coming from their bedroom.I decided to check it out any way their door was opened slightly,there was someone definatley in there i pushed the door open i can clearly remember that.I was expecting to see either the face of Mom or Phil, but as i opened the door all the way my life changed forever in that Moment,the first thing i saw was a pair of angry Blue eyes staring right back at me,i recognised them,he was all i saw at first although when i had been around him before his eyes had always looked so sincere and gentle i felt no threat from him, as he had been our family friend for as long as i could remember,but looking into them same pair of eyes at that moment,had me frozen on the spot from where i had been standing.
It seemed like i was looking into those eyes a long time,that i failed to notice the knife he had in his hands,that alone snapped me out of the trance i seemed to be in,it was then i could smell it alot,my breathing was starting to get erratic i quickly began to look for the source of the smell, it wasn't too hard to find,i knew what the smell was before i saw it my vision was getting distorted,but i needed to keep it together i frantically looked around the room and there it was plastered all over the walls,at first i thought he had just thrown some pigs blood around to scare me.
But it wasn't, there on the ground beside the bed was Phil covered in so much blood, i could feel the familiar wetness seeping from my eyes,i was feeling beyond sick at that point.
I then saw my Moms Body curled up in a fetal position on the opposite side of the room from Phil,only she seemed to be more covered in blood than was the look in her eyes that haunted me to the very bone,i was frozen,i wanted to scream,i needed to scream, but i was unable to get my body to do what my mind was thinking.i dont know how long i was there trying to catch my breath and trying my very best not to pass of nowhere i felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen,i was aware of something warm dripping out of me,that alone was enough to bring me from my frozen trance,those angry blue eyes were staring right at me and that was the last thing i remembered, before the Blackness too me under.
Beep....Beep....Beep.
That was the next sound i remembered.
So here i am at 2am in the fucking morning trying to forget those blue has been six months since it happened,im still like a fucking nervous wreck,that day changed everything for me in more ways than one.I have been through so much damn therapy its not last therapist Alec,i think his name was would sit me down for hours in his office asking me time and time again about about the same fucking things,in the end i told him where to shove his shit as i know, no matter how many god damn fucking doctors,therapists they throw at me no one can help me.I fucking have a panic attack if any guy just comes near was no way i was going to be able to try and go back to sleep,i decided i might as well start packing all of my belongings,did i mention i was being shipped off to my dad Charlies,hometown in the middle of god damn was decided by my Moms Best friend Charlotte,who has been looking after me for the past 6 months.I have to admit it has been hard putting up with my fucked up existence,i had no fucking choice in the matter it was Charlies or a state home,i chose he first heard i was coming he was more than willing to have his daughter come and stay with him,truth be told i have nothing against my dad,but i hardly know the fucking bloke.I have only ever spent 2 weeks in the summer of every year till i was 12 with him,so you can say we are not exactly packing up what little belongings i own, as i left all the memories of that house there Photos,dvds,knick knacks that remind me of just too painful for me,although i did keep one photo it was of all three of us outside the Baseball Stadium where Phil had just been signed,it was one of my fave memories,i carry it round with me like a lifeline of another time when i was happy even normal.
Charlie has already enrolled me in Forks high,I received the brochures two days ago,ill be leaving for the airport in just under 2 hours.
I boarded the plane to forks as scheduled,making sure to sit away from people as much as last thing i needed was a god damned Fucking panic attack whilst in the air i would never live that down,The pilot's voice came over the intercom advising everyone on the plane to fasten their seat belts,as the plane is about to take off.I flipped out my Ipod from my backpack and began scrolling through my various playlists i had on there,when i was satisfied with my choice i flipped the ear buds in and began to get lost in the music,in a way music was my only salvation these days a way to escape my fucked up life .i guess you could say even through all the shit i was suffering from,there was a small part of me that is still nervous about living with Charlie,would he fussover me like everyone else had been doing since it happened,watch me to see if i would do anything stupid,like kill myself..like that was going to happen anytime soon i tried that shit once and failed.
I took a moment to inspect my self.I wasn't a runway model or anything like that,i didnt have fake boobs like most of the girls you see these days all acrylic nails and fake tanned.
I have however,long brown hair that went down to my waist and always curled at the ends,Deep chocolate brown eyes and very pale skin.I was born a klutz and over the years i have had that many trips to the Er, for broken bones and various other all in all you would call a Plane sound of the intercom brought me out of my Daydream and self loathing to announce they were about to Land at Sea Tac Air port,Seattle the first stop towards Forks.
Okay who do you think those blue belong to?
this is the first me know what you all think,as i said im new to this whole fan fiction thing chapters will be in both Edwards and Bellas Pov although the first 2 chapters wiill be Bella,as im trying to get a bit of her backstory and current living arrangements out of the way.