Chapter Two: Just Breathe
Once again I am not Stephanie Meyer, just borrowing her toys.......
BPOV
The hot Florida sun beat down on my shoulders as I opened the door to my new black Volvo my mothers new husband had got for my as a gesture to buy my love. My name is Bella Swan and I live in Jacksonville, Florida with my mom, Renee, and her new husband Phil. My dad, Charlie, lives in the every rainy Forks, Washington with my twin brother Emmett. I see Charlie and Emmett once yearly at Christmas. Despite this, Emmett and I are really close. Charlie and I, not so much.
Emmett had always been the one to teach me how to take care of myself. After we were born, Charlie and Renee fought constantly. For eight years Emmett and I were thrust in the middle of a constant war as to who was the better parent and who was to blame for all the fighting. There were nights that Em and I would stay in the same room and he'd rock me to sleep while all the yelling would commence downstairs and I'd bawl like a baby. Finally there marriage ended. Divorce papers were signed and Renee packed all my bags and through me in a car headed to Florida. Emmett refused to leave dad. I felt so abandoned. Renee couldn't take care of me and my brother had forsaken me. It took years for me to come to terms with the fact that Emmett stayed to ensure Charlies sanity, I mean come on could the man handle losing his wife and both children? Still it hurt not to have Emmett with me. If he'd been here maybe I would have never met Jake.
Jacob Black. I met Jake when I started school in Florida. He only lived a few house down from our rental home so we quickly become friends. As we grew older it became more than friends. At thirteen Jake become my boyfriend. At first it was wonderful, then Jake became physical. When boys at school would flirt Jake would let it go and then blame me behind closed doors. He was sure to only leave bruises were no one would see. For two years I had endured his abuse always hiding it from all those I loved. Even my best friend Alice Masen didn't know about Jake's abuse. I was done with this. At 17 I should not need to deal with this. Jake was coming to the house and I would end this.
I walked up to my door and took the spare key from under the mat. I quickly entered the door and banged my arm on the door knob in the process. GREAT, another bruise to cover up. Clumsy me. I made my way into the kitchen and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to calm my stomach before the encounter with Jake.
"TELL MY MOTHER, TELL MY FATHER, I'VE DONE THE BEST I CAN.." My cell begins to vibrate. Alice and shopping. Not today I'll just let it go to voicemail.
Glancing at the window I see a figure at the back door. Jake. I quickly run to the door and let him in so he doesn't get angry before I tell him were over. I turn the knob and he envelopes me in a giant hug.
"Aw, Bella. I love you.", he squeezes tighter. "But I saw you with Jackson today". Oh no. The squeezing becomes harder.
"Jake, Jackson is your friend. We were only talking about your party next week. Jake I caaann't breeathe," I struggled as the hug became tighter.
"No, no, no Bella. You know what happens when you act like a whore...you get punished like one." I could see the anger in his eyes getting worse. My vision began to blur.
"Jake, please."
"No, Bella not this time." Jake slung me to the floor. My head hit the side of the table with a thud. I could feel the warmth flowing from a gash in my head. Wow, there's no hiding that. I began to crawl away, afraid to look a Jake, knowing this beating was not over. He grabbed my leg and pulled me back. He grabbed the toaster from the counter and slammed it into my wrist. They meet with a sickening crack. I cried out in pain.
"Now, Bella we can't have any screaming can we? You bought this on yourself you know." Jake bellowed.
"Please Jake, I won't do it again I promise." I begged. Something told my that this time I wouldn't survive this beating.
"Silly Bella, you always break you promises." He smiled his evil smile and commenced kicking me in the chest. Crack after crack his foot hit my ribs, I never screamed only whimpered. I knew screaming would make things so much worse. Finally he stopped. It was over or so I thought. I kept my eyes closed for what felt like an eternity. Maybe if I was still he'd leave me. Suddenly I felt a yank at my jeans. Jake was undressing me.
"Jake stop! Hit me! Kill me! But please don't rape me!" I yelled.
He didn't listen. Instead he held me to the ground with his body and placed his arm over my throat and pushed down hard as he had his way with me. With each movement Jake made me wince in pain. I couldn't make him stop, but then again could anyone? He was going to kill me and no one could stop him. No one knew the real Jake. I felt myself slipping away, finally I'd have my peace. My breathing became ragged. He pushed harder against my throat. Jake stopped. I must have looked horrible because he ran out the back door and didn't return. I grabbed my jeans with my one good hand and curled myself into a ball to give my ribs some break from the pain. Things around me began to blur. The room was spinning, it was almost over. The last thing I heard before falling into the abyss "Bella, juat breathe bella" Alice pleaded.
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