Hello, hello! It's me bringing you another chapter because I love you all! That and because people left me comments that made me happy and want to write lol. Sorry its taking solong to update but my grandpa just recently passed away so ive been busy with that, (srry I kno I kno, I keep giving u excuses but he rly did die!)

I know some of you are thinking 'how can they fall in love so fast? They only met each other for like 5 minutes?' well obv. my writing isn't portraying what I want it to, I was trying to make it seem like they had a connection from the moment they first talked to each other, besides Edward already feels strongly towards bella because of his past, and you'll understand why in later chapters. Besides its my story and I can write it however I want so =P hah!

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Beep, Beep, Beep…

What the fuck is that noise? My head felt heavy and my body tingled as I moved. I opened my eyes and saw my alarm clock beeping. I sighed and closed my eyes again. Ugh…I don't want to go to school…wait, school? My eyes shot open and looked at the clock. It was twelve fifteen; I was most certainly late for school. I groaned and tried to roll over but a sharp pain stopped me. Great, I was late for school and I could barely move. I managed to turn off the annoying noise and roll onto my back. Why bother going to school today if I would just come back in two hours…no one would miss me, well maybe Edward would. I stopped, why would he miss me? He would probably just hound me with more questions that he never asked me and try to get me to tell someone. He just didn't understand why I couldn't. It made my heart swell with the thought that he actually cared about my well being, even if he was just being polite. No one here ever cared about me, maybe a few people did at first when I first moved here, but not anymore.

I mustered all the strength I could and managed to roll off the bed and make my way to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror only to find a gruesome sight.

My brown eyes weren't the normal dark color; they were darker and almost drained. I had probably enough baggage under my eyes to last me a year on vacation. I looked paler than normal too. I have to stop drinking and taking those pills, they aren't helping the after effect. I sighed and a sharp pain in my side caused me to yelp. I lifted my shirt to find a dark bruise starting just under my bust line down to my hip. I grazed my fingers over it and it hurt barely even touching it. Charlie did a number this time.

I made my way down the stairs slowly to the kitchen, minding the stabbing pain in my side. I wanted to grab something to eat. I settled on an apple that would fill me for the entire day. I eased myself onto the couch and turned the TV while taking a small bite out of the red apple.

I grimaced at the TV when I realized that Oprah was having a special about people over coming abuse. I turned the channel quickly only to find mindless sitcoms and ridiculous reality shows that made no sense. I turned off the TV with a groan. This was why I didn't watch TV. Finishing my apple I wobbled upstairs to change and make it look like I went to school.

Charlie came home at the same time as usual and I prepared him a fresh warm meal, seeing as yesterday he had yelled at me for leftovers. I decided to make enchiladas and was about the grill the chicken when Charlie came up to me angrily. I could smell the whiskey on his breath and it nauseated me a little bit.

"What the hell are you wearing?" I looked down; I had put on a denim skirt that went to about mid-thigh and a blue long sleeved plaid button down shirt. I only decided to wear the outfit seeing as I could barely get my clothes on and these seemed easy enough. "Are you going out with a boy?" The anger was boiling in his eyes. I knew what was going to happen next.

"No, I just had some trouble getting dressed this morning-" Before I could finish Charlie slapped me across the face.

"Fucking slut, stop lying to me! You were going to meet some boy and be the whore you are and sleep with him." This was far from the truth. "You want to end up like you did before!?" My stomach turned and I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes. That was a low blow. Before I could register what as happening Charlie grabbed my hand placed it on the red hot stove top. The pain was unbearable, I didn't have the pills and alcohol to dull the pain and I screamed, begged him to stop. He threw me to the floor after he was done burning my palm.

"You're a fucking whore, that's why your mother dumped your sorry ass on me." He was screaming now barely inches away from my face that was held firmly between his fingers. He tossed my head back and I felt it collide with the fridge. He kicked me again, this time slightly lower and I felt a crunch. I yelped and went to hold my hip as Charlie spat on me. "You're a pathetic excuse of a daughter. You never were." I couldn't control it any longer and I began to sob.

Charlie left me moments later to go collapse into unconsciousness on his bed. I couldn't move. Everything hurt and I couldn't move from my spot on the floor. Why me? Was all I could think. Why did I have to be born into this fucked up life? Why couldn't I be part of a perfect family? Why did I have to be so broken? I wanted someone to be here with me as I sobbed uncontrollably on the kitchen floor. I knew who I wanted; I wanted Edward. It seems silly wanting someone who I barely knew and had a conversation with to be here and hold me.

I didn't know how long I was sitting on the floor, maybe hours? My tears had managed to stop and I tried to get up from the floor and go upstairs. I yelped at the pain as I tried to get up but ignored it. It hurt to stand on my leg and I knew he had seriously hurt something. Hobbling to the kitchen cabinet I pulled out my bottle of pills and dumped an odd amount of pills into my hand. I didn't even bother to count. I once again pulled out the bottle of whiskey and drank it down with the pills. Capping the bottle I placed it under my arm as I made my way upstairs to my room.

The pain was unbearable I couldn't wait for the pills to take effect. I collapsed on my bed once again after my painful journey up the stairs and closed my eyes thinking of Edward.

I woke up late again for school the next morning and decided not to go again. I couldn't make it out of my bed, everything hurt and my head felt like Charlie took a sludge hammer to it. I laid in bed all day and slept it away. I was surprised when I woke up around midnight and Charlie hadn't woken me for my beating. I set my alarm, there was no way I was going to miss school again, or Edward for that fact. I drifted off to sleep again with thoughts of Edward. Pain or no pain, I was going to see him.


Well next chapter is where we left off at Edwards point of view! Hope you stick around to find out what happens!