So yeah this chapter 2 and let me say this is the second version of this one. So disclaimer: EVERYTHING THAT ISNT MADE UP OR RECOUNTED ABOUT MY PAST BY ME BELONGS TO THE WONDERFUL STEPHANIE MEYER!

So lets her it for the next chapter! Hehe lol jk

Last on living in the past-

I remember getting up and screaming from the amount of pain I as stood up to get to safety. I limped as fast as I could to the phone. Dialing 911 to see if anyone could help me. When the operator picked up I started to tell them what was happening, when Charlie came up from behind me and pulled me away from the phone. I screamed at the sheer amount I was feeling. The pain was so unbearable. I felt myself start to lose consciousness and I welcomed it like a friend. Something had finally come to save me from the amount of pain and fear I felt.

Chapter 2

I didn't know how much time had passed all I knew was that I was in pain. I knew that I had to get up and treat my gashes before Charlie got home from work.

Knowing that I didn't know how many days I had been passed out for, I knew that I was in for a beating the longer I tried to postpone it and save myself from the pain. So when I tried to get up and was restrained I knew that something was wrong. Struggling I tried to get up and saw a group of strangers coming up to me in the haze that was my mind. I was afraid because I couldn't see who they were. I thought that they were probably Charlie and his friends from the rez. After all he always spun stories to them about how I was a slut and had slept with multiple men.

Maybe he brought Billy's kid and his friends to teach me a lesson again. But before I could shout for help I suddenly felt myself slip into unconsciousness again.

Again I awoke and didn't know how many days had passed but that wasn't at the top of my list to find out, infact it was to find out who was touching me. Panic started to over take me as I saw that I was inside a hospital. I knew that the outcome to this wouldn't be good so I hoped that Charlie would tell me what lie I had to spin again for him as I was in the hospital again this year. But I didn't see Charlie or Renee instead I saw a doctor looking over me.

"Hello Isabella, I'm doctor Carlisle Cullen. How do you feel?"

He said

" I'm ok. Where are Charlie and Renee?" I replied

"Well if you really want to know. Charlie is in jail as of right now. You are very lucky that you didn't get puncher a major organ. And as for Renee she is no where to be found."

"Wait what do you mean she's nowhere to be found! She cant leave me I'm only 16!" I exclaimed with shock

"Isabella calm down please you have been asleep for a long time, you need to rest and stay calm. Its bad for you to get worked up like this. I know this is all a shock but please try and stay calm or I may have to sedate you again." Dr. Cullen spoke with and air pure calm

"Ok I'll try and stay calm" I said with a shaky voice

"Now as for the your two options for living arrangements. There's the adoption center and-" he was saying before I cut Dr. Cullen off.

"What other option!" I exclaimed

"Just take me to the adoption center now, because I know I don't have enough money saved up to pay for this care!" I exclaimed again

"Isabella don't be rash!" he exclaimed

I chuckled dryly and humorlessly "Rash! I'm not being rash, I'm being logical!

Sounding defeated he replied "If that's what you wish, then at least wait till we can discharge you in the morning."

"Ok thank you, Dr. Cullen," I said quietly

"No problem at all Isabella" he said with a doctoral tone instead of that almost caring tone he had seconds ago.

Knowing that he wouldn't push the matter farther I asked him one final question. " How many injuries do I have?"

"Well there were many but none were to fatal. Lets see you have: a small concussion, a broken leg, arm and a couple of ribs. That is not to add the layers of old and new cuts and bruises. You are covered in stitches, but not to worry because after the second time you were put under sedatives you were out for 2 weeks giving you enough time to heal.

In all you were out for about a month. So that means you only have to come in for check-ups and physical therapy sessions."

Once I had taken in all of that information, I thanked him and he left with only a nod of his head.

Once Dr. Cullen walked out of her room she tried to think of ways to make ends meet. Using the money she had saved in secret for college she could probably pay for the bill. Maybe then after the bill was paid off and she was in the adoption shelter she could babysit kids until she could get a job.

Yeah that sounds like a good plan. After all she was ok school wise, she might have to skip lunch to save for college and cut more corners to save even more. Like clothes wise, if she could be more careful and fall less then her clothes wouldn't rare as quickly and have them for a long long time. Maybe she could even sell some of it to save even more money. After all she only needed seven outfits and a couple of coats and sweaters, and maybe a reserve outfit for a job interview or special occasion. It would be hard, but it would be okay in the end.

Soon after thinking everything out and seeing that it was the best idea she drifted off to an awkward sleep of drifting into consciousness and unconscious.

So yeah I decided that she needs a little more pain before her life takes a turn for the best. Plz don't hate me for it!

- goldeneyeslover1918 aka jezel