Chapter 1

BPOV

Beep… Beep… Beep. What is that stupid beeping sound? Beep… Beep… Beep. I thought I was supposed to be dead. Beep… Beep… Beep. I started trying to open my eyes, but they felt like lead. It took a few tries but I finally got them to open, only to have them squeezed shut by a bright white light. I started to open my eyes again, slowly this time and let them adjust to the light.

When they finally adjusted I looked around and all I saw was white walls and a sink to the far left of the room. I looked down and suddenly realized where I was. The hospital. My heart raced as I started to panic. What was Charlie going to do to me when he found out I was here? Just then a doctor with blonde hair came rushing in. he reached for me and I tried to get away from him as fast as I could. I say tried because as soon as I moved I felt something pull on my right arm. I looked down and saw the IV and I started panicking even more. The doctor decided to try and talk to me instead of sedating me like any other doctor would've done.

He didn't try to touch me again, which I was thankful for, and he started saying soothing things to me until I had calmed down enough for him to talk to me without me freaking out if he got within five feet of me. "What was that about?" He actually sounded sincere about it, unlike the other doctors in this place. "I'm really scared of needles." I said in a small voice feeling the tears in my eyes. For some reason I felt like I should trust him. The only problem was I didn't know him, I mean I didn't even know his name. "What's your name?" he asked me. I hadn't calmed down enough to talk to him yet, when he saw this he decided to get a female in the room to calm me down, I don't think she was a doctor or nurse though. When she came in, I relaxed instantly knowing the doctor wouldn't hurt me with someone else in the room.

When I looked up I seen that she had caramel hair and the same golden eyes as the doctor. She walked over to the bed and sat down on the side of the bed that the doctor wasn't sitting on. I watched her warily as she sat down. "Hello, my name is Esme and this is my husband, Dr. Carlisle Cullen," she said with a warm, motherly smile. Everything about her just screamed motherly from the way she dressed all the way down to the way she talked. I tried to smile back but I think it came out as more of a grimace.

"Can you tell me your name, please?" She asked sweetly. "I-isabella Swan, b-but I go by B-bella." I told her quietly. She smiled at me again and asked, "Can you tell me how you got here, sweetheart?" It all came rushing back to me as I looked down and noticed that my forearm was in a cast.

Flashback

It was around 6 in the morning when it happened. I was getting ready for school, trying to get out the door before Charlie woke up. But today was not my day, because I tripped over my own two feet and me being the clumsiest person in the world didn't help much. I tried to grab onto my computer chair but when I did it fell with me and made a huge crashing sound. I froze in fear, knowing that I had just woken Charlie up because I heard his faint snoring in the other falter and stop.

Then, I heard his socked feet stomping down the hallway towards my room with determination. When I heard his feet coming down the hallway I ran to my closet and tried to hide behind the scarce amount of clothes in my closet. I don't know why I even try anymore, he'll always find me. He always has ever since it started when I was 6. Needless to say, hiding didn't work because a few seconds later I was pulled roughly out of the closet and thrown to the floor. I looked up at him with fearful eyes when he gave me a sadistic smile and roughly grabbed my hair, to which I screamed out in pain. Almost immediately I felt his hand slap me across the face and I stopped immediately.

After that he dragged me out of my room and threw me down the stairs, screaming at me that it was my fault that my mom was dead. On the way down I'm pretty sure I broke my arm and hit my head multiple times on the stairs. When I got to the bottom I tried to stand up only to fall back down from the dizziness. That's when I smelt the blood, and a lot of it. I looked up as best I could in my current state of dizziness on the floor. All I could feel for the next five minutes was Charlie's hands and feet constantly punching kicking me until I blacked out.

End Flashback

When I looked up again I saw that Dr and Mrs. Cullen were looking at me worriedly. "I tripped and fell down the stairs," I told them. I was silently hoping they would see through my lie and make me tell them the truth, but I knew they wouldn't because I had it down to a 'T' from all of the years of having to do it. Carlisle nodded and left me with Esme.

"Would you like me to get you something from the vending machine down the hall?" She asked. I instantly perked up at the thought of food. I hadn't had anything to eat for three days because Charlie never let me eat. He thought it would make me look like the fat bitches at school. His words, not mine. I always had to sneak it, but it was hard seeing as he was always in the kitchen to make sure I didn't get anything to eat.

"Can I have a Hershey's Cookies & Cream chocolate bar?" I asked excitedly. Esme looked amused at how excited I was and said, "Sure you can, but wouldn't you like to have some real food first?" I thought about it for a minute and asked, "I can still have my Hershey's bar after I eat right?" I asked hopeful that I could still have my favorite chocolate bar. "Of course you can," she said. "Just let me go get Carlisle so he can get your dinner, then after you eat, I'll give you your chocolate bar." I nodded happy that I would get to have my chocolate after I ate.

When she got up to leave I grabbed her arm and she looked at me confused. "You're going to come back right?" I asked fearful that she wouldn't come back again. "Of course I will, don't worry, as soon as I finish telling Carlisle to get you some food I'll come back and sit with you as long as you want me to," she said reassuringly. I nodded and let go of her arm glad that she was going to come back. After that she walked out of the room to get Carlisle and tell him to get me something to eat. She came back about 10 minutes later saying that my food would be here in about 15 minutes.

While we waited for my food to arrive we talked about a lot of things; my mom, what happened to her, and how happy I was when she was around. When I started to talk about how she died I cried a lot and Esme just held me close telling me that it wasn't my fault and there was nothing I could've done to stop it, but all I could think was that if I hadn't begged her to take me to the park that day then none of this would've ever happened and Charlie just made it worse by abusing me and telling me it was all my fault every day since it happened 8 years ago.

After the water works were over, Carlisle came into the room carrying my food. I instantly tensed in Esme's arms when he came in. She started rubbing soothing circled on my back to calm me down telling me it was okay and that he wouldn't hurt me. I relaxed a little but I knew I couldn't fully relax until he was out of the room. I think Esme saw this because she went to get my food and Carlisle left the room quickly.

As soon as he was out of my sight I instantly relaxed and began eating. It felt so good to finally have something in my stomach after three days of no food. After I ate I looked at Esme expectantly, waiting for her to go get my chocolate bar. She reached into her pocket and pulled something out. It was my chocolate bar.

I reached for it eagerly, but she pulled it back before I could get to it and I felt the tears well up in my eyes. I blinked rapidly to stop them from falling but it was no use. Her eyes softened when she asked, "What's wrong?" I looked up at her through my tears and said, "You won't let me have the chocolate bar." "Don't worry, I'm going to let you have it, but first you have to say the magic word," she said gently but with a stern, but motherly tone to it. "Please?" I asked quietly, still teary- eyed. She handed it to me but didn't let go. "Now what do you say?" She asked. "Thanks," I said quietly. She let me have it after that and I tore through the wrapping quickly.

After I ate the first bite I wolfed the whole thing down in 30 seconds because I hadn't had any kind of chocolate since I was 13 and now I'm 16. When I finished I looked up to see Esme with a napkin in her hand. I looked at her sheepishly while she wiped the chocolate off of my face. "Sorry about that, I haven't had any chocolate for a while," I said when she was done.

"It's okay, would you like me to stay with you until you fall asleep?" She asked. I nodded, "Yes please, but will I see you again tomorrow?" I asked. "Of course, now lay down, you need to rest," she said. I nodded and laid down on the uncomfortable hospital bed while she stroked my hair like my mom used to. I fell asleep quickly after that and for the first time since Mom died I slept peacefully through the night with no nightmares or interruptions.

AN: I might not be updating for next couple months because I have final exams in two weeks and then Christmas break and I'll be too busy to write, but I will try to have a new chapter up by at least February or March.