By the way, i changed my Pen name. It is now
Alice'-see-the-future. Alice rocks! Anyways, continuing with the story. Extra thanks to my best friend !:) great job! Dedicated to her;)
(BPOV)
My mouth fell open when I discovered whose arms were wrapped around me. My heart fluttered when I discovered it was Edward. I don't even know him. So why is my heart wanting to jump out of my chest? I quickly recovered, shutting my mouth closed. "Yeah, thanks. I'm Bella." I said, smiling up at him tentatively. Were did all this confidence come from? He grinned back.
"Edward." he introduced himself, winking at me.
"I- uh. You um, can let me go now." I told him, blushing a light scarlet. To my utter astonishment his cheeks turned a faint pink as well, once discovered that his arms were still wrapped around my waist.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." He muttered, letting me go. There was a tingling sensation on my waist from where his arms were a moment ago. I missed the feeling once he pulled away. Abruptly, he gasped at me, looking at my shirt. I quickly looked down, perplexed. Once I saw what he had gasped at, I was horrified. The bruise Jacob gave me a couple days ago was evident. My shirt was hitched up, showing off every part of the discoloration. Blue and purple stains were scatted across my midriff.
Shit, Jacob. He's my boyfriend. We started dating last year. At first it was amazing. I really liked him and he was very sweet until one night he was waiting for me downstairs with my father. My father didn't like the idea of me having a boyfriend, so he told me he would do something about it. He gave Jacob a drink, since Jacob was 19, and told him that he could beat me whenever he wanted something from me. Jacob liked that idea, that's for sure. I remember the first time he hit me.
--Flashback--
Tonight was going to be great! I was walking up to Jacob's house since his dad was out. That meant spending the night with my all-too-perfect boyfriend. I knocked on the door two times and waited and after about a couple of minutes, he came. He was shirtless with a pair of sweat pants on. I sniffed the air and smelled of hard alcohol. Jacob didn't drink – at least that was what I thought...
"Hey baby, come inside." He slurred, grabbing my wrist tightly and shoving me on the couch.
"Jacob? Why are you drinking?" I asked him, frightened and confused.
"Shut up Bitch! Go make me some food!" He yelled at me harshly, taking a bottle of whiskey and smashing on the floor near me. Shards of glass splattered across the floor.
"No! Jacob! What is wrong with you?" I asked him, standing up.
"Did you just say no, bitch? You are going to pay!" He seethed coming up to me, he lightly traced my collarbone. He grabbed me by the neck and threw me against the wall, blood oozing from my head."Come here honey. I want you to do something for me." he told me evilly, his tone implying that he wasn't prepared to take no for an answer. He grabbed me and raced upstairs into his bedroom. The rest of the night was just a painful blur.
--End of flashback--
Luckily, I'm still a virgin. He only makes me give him blow jobs occasionally. Disgusting, right? My breathing started becoming heavy once I realized that this weekend I was supposed to visit him. Sometimes, he was worse then Charlie.
"Bella! Bella!" Someone said urgently, shaking me slightly. I winced at the contact of the hand on my shoulder for that was where Jacob took a knife and sliced me. I shuddered at the memory. Edward immediately stopped shaking me, "Are you okay? Who did that to you?" he asked me truly anxious and concerned. It was so easy to believe that he was actually worried, but I could see through it. Nobody cares about me. And I don't care about anybody. Not anymore.
"It's nothing! I'm just clumsy and fell…down the stairs!" I lied to him quickly, wishing I was somewhere – anywhere – else right now. I didn't even look up to see his reaction. I fled to the bathroom, locking myself in one of the stalls. Betrayal tears started to roll down my cheek and I cried until the bell rang. Crap! I promised Alice I would sit with her at lunch! What will I say? Maybe I can get out of it? How can I do that to Alice though, she is so sweet! I should just face my fears and stop being such a wimp. Edward won't think anything of it, I decided. I grabbed my bag that I left in class and went inside the cafeteria. All eyes turned to face me. But this was the daily routine. Now they are going to gossip how first of all, I am actually present, and second, I am sitting with gorgeous, most-likely-to-become- popular kids. My eyes roamed the cafeteria, searching for Alice.
"Bella! Over here!" I heard a small but enthusiastic voice, yell, Alice. I turned around to see all of them at the table. The cafeteria turned dead silent within' seconds and new gossip started floating around the cafeteria.
Why did that Alice girl call Bella?
Doesn't she know that Swan is nothing but trouble?
I should warn Alice about her!
I ignored it and walked up to their table, smiling slightly.
"Hey Bella!" Alice said cheerfully, hugging me softly. "Hey Alice!" I greeted her back just as happily.
"This is Emmett, my big brother." She said gesturing to a muscular, good-looking boy.
He grinned widely at me, "Hey Bella!" He nearly shouted, grabbing me and hugging me tightly. I tried my hardest not to gasp and luckily just winced in pain. He immediately let go of me, with a worried look on his face. "I'm sorry Bella. I didn't mean to hug you too tight." He told me sadly, looking down. Aw, how can you upset such a kind person? He's like a teddy bear.
"It's fine Emmett. I'm just kind of…fragile." I told him reassuringly. He smiled back. I looked around to see everyone with concerned expressions, I forced a smile.
"This is Rosalie, Emmett's girlfriend." She continued, pointing to a blonde girl. She smiled at me, "Hi Bella. Nice to meet you." She said, hugging me gently.
"You too." I told her, smiling. "Jasper, My boyfriend! And Rose's twin." Alice continued with her introduction. Jasper grinned at me,
"Hi Bella." He made me feel slightly calmer and more peaceful. I smiled back widely, "Hey Jasper."
"And of course, this is Edward." Alice said with a devilish grin on her face. What was she up to?
"Bella how's your abdomen?" He asked me with a knowing look. I decided to play dumb.
"Fine, thanks. How's yours?" I asked him with a shrug.
He narrowed his eyes at me, his jaw tense. "Great!" He told me sarcastically. They looked at us questionably, wondering what was happening. I just shook my head. "Okay! Anyways, Let's Eat! I'm hungry as a shark!" Emmett said, stuffing his face in the mashed potatoes. Rosalie smacked his head, "Stop stuffing your face. And the expression is: 'I'm hungry as a horse'. Idiot." She muttered, still smiling while shaking her head. Everyone started to eat their food off the tray, so I reached in my bag to grab the breakfast bar I had packed this morning. I unwrapped it and slowly bit into the bar, savoring the flavor. I probably wouldn't be getting any dinner today unless Charlie was in a good mood and let me taste the leftovers. The bar tasted delicious. The last time I ate was yesterday morning.
"Man, Bella! How can you only eat that? Don't you have any food?" Jasper asked me worriedly. Why was he worried? Sometimes people skip lunch so why was he was scrutinizing me? Did he know something? I'm probably just blowing this wildly out of proportion. My eyes followed his gaze. He stared at my stomach. I was thin but I wasn't anorexic or anything. Just...Charlie wouldn't give me a lot of food, I guess.
"Oh, I'm not hungry anyways." I told them with a shrug. My stomach was proverbial to its lack of nutrition.
"Are you sure Bella? I mean, I could give you some of my food." Alice suggested, motioning to her pasta. She was sweet, and I was pretty hungry but I couldn't, no way. I can't just help myself to somebody else's food like a homeless person. If I need charity that desperately, I'd go on the streets.
"It's fine guys, seriously. I'm. Not. Hungry." I told them slowly, squeezing my eyes closed and taking deep breaths. My stomach started to hurt, not too much from the famine, but from where Charlie belted me yesterday. Why did Charlie have to hit me? Why couldn't I just live a normal life? Charlie isn't even the worst of it, Jacob is. I use to love him. I mean, he always tells me, 'I love you, Bella'. I hate to say it, but a part of me still loves Jacob. A small voice inside my head keeps telling me that he will come back, my Jacob. The sweet, caring guy that I loved, and not the violent, obnoxious, viscous pig he's becoming. I believe that he loves me, but he just has a temper, that's all. It doesn't even hurt that much. I suppose my body became immune to pain, and the excruciating soreness dimmed over time.
"Look, guys. I have to go. I don't feel well. I'll see you tomorrow." I told them in a rush, grabbing my bag. I didn't even look back to see their expressions. I could only imagine the confused and shocked looks written across their faces. I charged out of the cafeteria, needing some fresh air. I found a nice, dry patch of grass and lay down, grabbing my iPod from my bag. I quickly went through the songs, trying to find my favorite. I found it and put it on the loudest volume, singing to the song aloud. 'Tell me Why' by Taylor Swift.
You tell me that you love me then cut me down
and I need you like a heartbeat
but you know you got a mean streak
makes me run for cover when you're around
and here's to you and your temper
yes, I remember what you said last night
and I know that you see what you're doing to me
tell me why
I felt a tap on my shoulder halfway through the song. I bolted up from the ground. Me being myself, I obviously came up a little to fast because I tripped backwards. I let out a small yelp, waiting to be connected with the ground until I felt a pair of comforting arms wrap around me. I leaned into the body, feeling somewhat comforted from my earlier thoughts. After a couple seconds I looked up to see my savior, Edward. He had the most gorgeous eyes. Staring into their depth made my knees to go weak. He could make me forget about everything; Jacob, Charlie, even the reason why I started to cut myself.
"Are you okay? You kind of had a breakdown and left." He asked me, bringing me upright. I blushed. I can't believe I just had breakdown in front of Edward! I am such an idiot!
"Oh, uh. Y-yeah. I'm fine." I said, laughing nervously. He looked at me, amused, a glint in his eyes. I bet I was as red as a tomato. I started scratching my arm where I last cut myself. Sometimes the cuts irritated me. His eyes narrowed at the sight of my arm. I looked down. Shit, he saw the cuts.
"Who. Did. This?" He asked me furiously, his eyes darkening with furry.
"Tripped." I lied, horribly, my voice cracking pathetically. He grabbed my arm with the cut and analyzed the healing, pink lines, tracing it with his finger. It felt nice, a shock of electricity going through me, making me shiver in pleasure.
"Bella. This is a mark you get from a razor." He told me, letting go of my arm. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, inhaling and exhaling.
"Yeah, well. I was using my razor the wrong way, so it cut in the skin." I told him. It wasn't really a lie. Just the words were used deceivingly.
"Really?" He asked doubtfully, raising his eyebrows. I nodded, unable to speak. He wouldn't find out, he couldn't.
"You just said you tripped." He told me icily, clearly seeing through my lie.
"Uh, well, I got two cuts. One I got because I tripped. The other with the razor." I told him, looking at the ground. I looked up to see his more calm. He hopefully dropped the subject, but something about his expression told me that he wasn't convinced.
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." He told me, turning around and starting to walk away.
"Wait! Why tomorrow?" I shouted, desperately wanting to spend more time with him. His presence made my stomach twist into knots. I liked the feeling. It took away from the physical pain that was there permanently.
He flashed me a crooked smile, "You weren't feeling well. Remember?"
I was instantly disappointed. Why did I have to make up an excuse? "Oh, yeah, you're right. My stomach does feel sort of tingly." Tingly because of the butterflies, I added internally. He smiled widely, winking at me, turning around. "Bye Edward." I muttered under my breath, smiling slightly. I liked the way his name just rolled off my tongue. Edward. Edward. Edward.
I walked home, listening to my iPod the whole time. After about ten minutes of walking, I made my way inside. I checked the time on the clock, 2:34pm.
Some free time to myself, finally. I was about to go upstairs when the phone rang. Who could be calling now? I raced towards the phone, tripping two times on my way.
(Bella is Regular writing. Other personis Bold)
"Hello?" I asked into the phone, breathless.
"Hello, is this Isabella Swan?" a gruff voice asked me.
"Yes."
"This is Officer Klein. I was Charlie's good friend. I have some bad news. Charlie and Renee were in a car accident. Charlie was drunk, and smashed into another car, killing themselves. I am terribly sorry for your loss."
I froze. No more Charlie and Renee? Renee, I had no problem with, but she wasn't really even my mother. I decided to put on an act. I muffled a slight whimper and sniffled into the phone,
"Oh G-d. Thank you for telling me."
"I really am sorry. At least you will be living in a safe residence with a responsible guardian. Your Guardian was chosen by Charlie a last year."
What? Oh no, who did he choose? "Who is the person that I will be living with now?" I asked, shivering uncontrollably from the possible outcome.
The last two words I ever wanted to hear washed through my ears. "Jacob Black."
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