Bella POV
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I awoke the next morning to the alarm on my phone. I shut it off as quickly as I could so Phil didn't wake up. I sat up from my spot on the floor, and looked onto the bed. Phil was still passed out. I sighed, and stood up, clutching my back with my hand. I never liked sleeping on floors, and my back always hurt the next day. I then hobbled back to mine and Alice's room. She was curled up in bed. I sat there watching her for a minute, before I woke her up.
"Wha- what's going on?" she asked.
"You have to wake up and get ready for school Ali." I whispered.
"Oh. Right. Duh." She said, hopping out of bed and running to the bathroom for a shower. I laughed and went downstairs to make her breakfast. The high school was off today due to the school raising so much money in a fundraiser, so I had no school. Unfortunately, that meant Phil had no work either, as he was the gym teacher, and the baseball coach for the school team. Alice however still had school today, and I was nervous to be home alone all day...with Phil.
"How do I look?" Alice asked. I turned around from the boiling eggs on the stovetop to my little sister. Alice dressed up every Friday, and as today being Friday, she looked different from her normal casual wear. She had on a green miniskirt with black and white cherries on it with a form-fitting black tank top and then black leggings on underneath the skirt. She was also wearing her small black heels with millions of sparkly necklaces and bracelets, and a shiny pair of diamond earrings. Her hair was in its normal messy disarray, with her short strands spiking out in every direction. I had to admit, Alice knew what to do with clothes and she looked amazing.
"Wow Alice. That's a really cute outfit!" I said. She smiled at my response, and then sat at the table.
"So, what happened last night?" Alice asked in a small voice. I sighed.
"Well, Phil was going to make me sleep in bed with him, but he passed out and I ended up sleeping on the floor."
"What is happening to him?" Alice asked yet another question I just shrugged as I brought the eggs to the table. Phil normally wouldn't wake up for awhile, so I decided to eat since I was still starving from last night. I scarfed down five eggs in the time it took Alice to eat two. She laughed at me, and then quickly ran upstairs to brush her teeth. When she was upstairs, I saw the yellow school bus pull up in front of our house, and before I knew it, Alice was running out the door and onto the bus. I sighed, wishing I had school today. Instead, I started cleaning the whole house, as I had nothing better to do. I put the extra boiled eggs into the fridge for Phil when he awoke. He didn't wake up until 10:30, and by then I had the house spick and span, so I was sitting watching TV. I heard him shuffle downstairs and eat. I didn't make a noise, hoping he would forget I was even here, but soon enough he walked into the living room, beer can in hand. He sat down on the opposite couch.
"Turn on something else Bella. Put on a baseball game." He said. I shrugged, but changed it for him. I didn't really mind watching sports. As Phil was the baseball coach at my school, he also played minor league baseball, so I had grown up around the sport and basically knew everything about it. The game was just starting, and after the first inning ended, Phil told me to get him another beer. I did, and by the end of the game he had had nine bottles of beer. As the game ended, I tried to sneak away and go upstairs, but as I stood, he looked up at me. "Where are you going?"
"Um, to my room?" I said, but the words came out more like a question. He stood, walked over to me, and pinned me against the wall.
"Oh no you're not baby" he said, caressing my face.
"Phil- you're drunk. Stop it." I said he just laughed and I continued. "Mom wouldn't want you to do this."
"Bitch!" Phil shouted as again he backhanded me. I clutched my stinging face in my hands, trying to stop the tears that were on the verge of spilling over. "Look at me Isabella. Renee is dead. Right now she can't really want anything. Now I'm in complete control of you." He paused, his firm grip that he held on me becoming gentler. :Now say it."
"You own me." I said, but the tears that now came stopped me from saying more.
"And?" Phil prompted.
"And I obey you." I choked out. He laughed then, and forced his mouth onto mine. I felt myself go numb. There was no use fighting back. He was bigger, stronger, and could do anything to me. I was his silly old rag doll. Finally, he broke the kiss, but he started kissing down my neck and began groping me. I glanced at the clock. 1:54. Alice would be home at 2:15.
"Phil?" I asked. He sighed.
"What?"
"Alice will be home soon." At my words he released me, taking a step back and looking at his watch.
"We're not done my Isabella." He said, as he ran to slip on his shoes and grab the car keys. "I expect dinner to be ready when I come back." He said, giving me one soft kiss before he ran out the door. I stayed in the same place, slid down to the floor, and cried. It wasn't long before I heard the front door open, and Alice calling my name.
"Bella!" I heard her closer now. I looked up to see her standing in front of me, a shocked look on her face. "Bella what happened?" I sighed, and told her everything through the tears. She cried too, and we hugged each other for who knows how long. Finally one word broke us out of our trance.
"Dinner." I barely managed to choke out. Alice jumped up.
"I got this one. You go lay down." She said. I nodded, and slowly made the way up to our room. I didn't lie down though. Instead, I grabbed two bags and started shoving both mine and Alice's possessions into them. We had to get away. Tonight.
"Bella?" I heard Alice's soft voice say. I turned to her. She looked at what I was doing and nodded, understanding. But then she spoke again. "Phil is back. And we have a guest. Plus, he told me to tell you it's time for dinner."
"I can eat?" I asked.
"Yeah, but probably only because she's here." Alice said.
"Wait- who is the guest?" I asked. Alice opened her mouth to answer but Phil interrupted.
"MARY! ISABELLA! COME DOWNSTAIRS FOR DINNER NOW!" he yelled up to us. Both of us jumped and ran as fast as we could to the kitchen. Alice rushed in, but I lingered in the doorway, because sitting there in Mom's old chair, was Great Aunt Lorraine Gray. Ah, hell. I guess we weren't getting out of here tonight afterall.
