Chapter 4!

Bella's POV

I didn't spend much more time in the living room with everyone. Esme had asked Edward to grab my bags and then escort me to my room. So now we stood at the end of a long hallway in front of my new bedroom door. Edward had pointed out the other rooms on the way to my room. I learned that Alice's room was next to mine and Edward was across from me.

"You can open the door," he told me with a smile. I nodded and slowly turned the knob. The room was beautiful. Its walls where a sky blue and it had a hard wood floor, in the one far left corner was a queen size bed that looked as soft as a cloud with a side table holding an alarm clock and a lamp next to the bed. On the far wall there was a bay window that held a window seat something I had always wanted when I was younger so I could perch there and read a good book. Speaking of books this room was stocked the one wall was nothing but book shelves practically filled. This room was from my wildest dreams come true.

"So do you like it," Edward asked as he set my bags inside the room. I just continued to take in the room. I nodded in response to his question. "Well that's good. Oh and see that door on the right wall?" I hadn't even noticed it until now. I guess I had been too preoccupied with the bed, the window, and the bookshelf to take notice. I turned to Edward letting him know I saw the door way. "It leads to your bathroom and closet," he continued, "I'll let you to it then. Dinner is at six thirty, your welcome to join us but we all understand if you don't." With that he left the room not with out giving me a smile first.

I closed the bedroom's door and went to check out this bathroom and closet. I opened the door to find myself in a small space with two doors on each wall inside I opened the one to find a walk in closet, I mean it wasn't huge but it was certainly bigger then any closet I had ever seen before. It had clothing already in it. I began to look at them they were all my size. They varied in styles I wouldn't ever wear to stuff that I would. I saw a note on the inside part of the door.

Bella we are glad to have you in the family. Esme told us your size and we got on the mission shopping for you. We hope you find stuff you like we kind of just went all out since we weren't completely sure on your style. Enjoy!

-Alice Cullen and Rosalie Hale

That was really sweet of them. They didn't have to do that for me, I mean I wasn't even worth it. I existed out of the closet to check out the bathroom. I was shocked to find a pretty freaking awesome bathroom. I expected just a normal tub with a shower, toilet, and sink. Instead I found the bright blue bathroom held a stand up shower with glass walls and a big claw foot tub as well as the normal toilet and sink. I looked under the sink to find a few rolls of toilet paper, a curling iron, a flat iron, and a hair dryer. There also was a blue fancy looking box. I opened it up to find that it was filled with makeup.

I closed that box and put it back under the sink, 'I'll put that away for another day…or never," I thought. I decided that a nice warm bath would be great. I ran the claw foot tub with hot water. As I did this I found that behind the tub was a holder for soaps, shampoos, conditioner, wash cloths and a pack of razors. I also took notice to the big fluffy bath towel that hung on a hook on the door along with a blue bath robe.

I wasn't really sure how long I had spent in the tub. I had woken up in cool water. After I had gotten all washed up I had just let my self soak and I must have fallen asleep. As I got out of the tub I pulled the plug and grabbed my towel. As I was drying off I heard a knock on my door. Switching from my towel to my bath robe I went to the door to see who was knocking. I pulled my robe tighter around me as I opened the door.

No one greeted me when I opened the door. I looked down to find a tray of food sitting on the floor. I picked it up and brought it into my room. Sitting on the window seat I looked over the tray of food. It had a plate with a stuffed chicken breast, mashed potatoes, and cooked carrots. It also had a glass of ice water and a piece of apple pie. I hadn't even realized how hungry I was until now. I began to stuff my face of the delicious food.

After I was good and full I found myself utterly exhausted even after my bath tub nap. I made my way over to my suit case and grabbed from it a pair of sweat pants, underwear, and an old, baggy, t-shirt. I made my way to the bed telling myself that I would bring down the plates in the morning. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.

I woke up to yelling. Phil's voice echoed threw the small house. "Get up you lazy whore. Unless you don't want to go to school again then you better get down here and make me some breakfast." I jolted from my bed, normal teens would love to ditch school but I on the other hand loved it. Okay maybe not loved it but it was better then being at the house, it was truly punishment to be at the house. I could be throwing up but I still made it to school so I didn't have to be there. I quickly got dressed in a clean pair of holey jeans, a t-shirt, and last years choir hoodie.

I thought I had gotten down stairs fairly quick but Phil thought other wise. A normal teenage girl would probably get a good morning from their step dad, I got a back hand. The beating began to start. I bore it all; punches, kicks, smacks, hair pulling, being thrown, all of it. I guess my pain was enough breakfast he needed this morning.

Soon I was dragged back up to my room by my arm, halfway up the stairs I felt my shoulder disconnect and I let out a yelp, but bit my lip in order to keep any other noise from escaping. He threw me back into my room and gave me a swift kick in my ribs, causing me to once again bite my lip so I wouldn't scream.

The door slammed shut and the click of the lock sounded. I was locked in this room once again for god knows how long. I crawled my way to my closet and slinked in shutting the door slowly behind me. This was my safe spot in the house. I sat in there crying not only in pain but for myself. I hated my life.

Woke up to darkness and an unfamiliar room, looking around I realized that I was at the Cullen's. That was all a dream…well actually a memory. I found myself shaking and crying from that memory. I grabbed the comforter and pillow off the bed and also grabbed up my backpack. I walked threw the dark and found the closet door. I turned on the closets light and shut the door behind me. Making a nest in the back corner underneath of the hanging clothing brought comfort to me and I feel back to sleep.

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