Chapter 4: Memories and a Dark History part I
A/N: This is a sad chappie~ but it helps the story plot and gives you a part of her past.
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So Edward took my hand, smiled at me, and led me towards the woods. But before I could enter the forest, I dropped to my knees in mental pain. I was having one of my in famous "flashbacks." (That's how Bella pronounces "infamous", in famous).
I had flashbacks every once in a while. I used to have them a lot when I first got to the orphanage, but now, not as much. But they were when I would be hit with one very dark, gruesome part of my past. And this was one of the worst.
(Cue Flashback):
Mama was out that night, probably with another man, but I couldn't care less. Actually, I called her "Renée" more often now. My father, Charlie, was out, too. Drinking. Again. Not that I was surprised, no not at all. But I really hoped that Renée would come home first because I had no idea what state Charlie would be in when he came home this time.
Then I heard the door slam and footsteps walk up the front hall. I prayed with all of my might that it was Renée, not Charlie. Renée couldn't stand alcohol, and refused to take drugs, so the worst she'd get was depressed. But Charlie was an alcoholic and a druggie. Then I heard a voice. Again I prayed that it was Renee.
But that type of luck doesn't happen to me.
"Renée?" I heard a voice call, Charlie.
I silently locked my door and hid in my closet, locking that, too. I was on a shelf behind a lot of clutter.
"Where is that woman?" said Charlie, drunk.
Still no answer from Renée.
He cursed. But then I could almost hear the light bulb go off in his head.
"Isabella?" he called with fake sweetness.
I didn't dare answer.
"Isabella!" he called, angry.
I valued my life, so I didn't answer.
"Answer me, child, or so help me, G-od, I'll kill you!"
He really wouldn't because he was too afraid of being caught, so I continued to remain silent.
Then he went to my room door. But he couldn't open it because it was locked.
"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN! OPEN THIS DOOR OR YOU WILL BE BEGGING FOR DEATH BY THE TIME THAT I'M THROUGH WITH YOU!" Oh, so he did plan to rape me, or molest me at the very least. That just made me make my breathing silent, too.
Then the unthinkable happened. He broke the door down.
I inwardly cursed.
Then another unthinkable – he broke the closet door, too.
I didn't dare scream. He might not find me.
But, he did. Then he had an evil smile, threw me onto my bed, and started to ... torture me, so to say the least.
I tried not to scream, but every so often, a small scream would slip out, angering him even more.
That was the last night I slept at Charlie and Renee's house.
My mother came home – completely sane – and saw Charlie ... in action.
She screamed profanities toward him, and took me away. In truth, Renée wasn't truly a terrible mother, just an irresponsible one. She did care about me, but was too weak emotionally to care for me. So instead, she called the police (for Charlie) and social services (for me). But the minute she's off the phone, Charlie is in the living room with a kitchen knife, stabbing Renée to death.
I lost it then. I attacked Charlie. Luckily, the police had come in right after he had slashed me in the arm, but still stabbing Renée. The police caught him and arrested him. Then the social services came for me.
(End Flashback)
A/N: There you go, chapter 4. It's sad, I know, but the next will be EPOV, then ch 6 will have Edward's actual surprise (any guesses?) anyway, be sure to review – I really need the ideas. I didn't go for five, but this time, can we get nine? Only 5. it takes about 30 secs. Please? *Alice's puppy dog face that no one can refuse*
Thanks Bunches,
Lissie
