Hey, so this chapter is going to be a bit different, you'll see how. Thanks for all the reviews.

That Bitch has ruined my life enough now. Fuck her! We're leaving. "Renee Hurry up or I'll leave your ass here!" I was lying… Renee's the only good thing in my god damned life. "Yes Charlie, Just a second" Ugh FUCK HER with her seconds… if she got her way she would have a whole day of seconds before she was even remotely ready. "You've already had an hour, what the fuck are you doing up there?" I shouted putting all my weight on the stair way railing my head poking up into the stairs.

"Alright, alright I'm coming" she mumbled as she was coming down the stairs. I walked toward the door and I and Renee went out to the car.

"Fuck you Isabella, Fend for yourself bitch!" was the last thing I said before I drove off, I am never coming back.

"Where do you live?"

I told her the address

"I'll be there soon"

Then all I heard was the dial tone. To say I was scared was an understatement, but I was also a tad bit excited. I ran to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of coke finally not scared if they were to come home and find some food missing, they wouldn't know where to find me.

I opened the coke chucking the lid on the kitchen and downing it in one gulp. I was frantic; running around the house and grabbing the things I thought I would need, I needed more time before she would come here.

But I ran out of time because next thing I heard was a honk. I ran the door and looked out the little window on top of the door and sure enough there was Alice standing right next to her yellow Porsche warming her hands up with her breath.

I can't do this. But I have to… but I caaannn't I wine. I grab my coat and run out of the house my bag with me.

Alice looks up at me concern slapping me in the face. I run to her and she opens the car door understanding that I do not want to talk.

I jump in setting my bag down and looking down at my lap… to embarrassed to look at Alice. She takes my hand and squeezes it and I look up at her the tears starting to run down my face. "Oh Bella, oh my sweet Bella" she says "I… I tried so hard… tried so hard" I say looking down. She lifts my chin with her hand "what do you mean?" she asked staring into my eyes as if she had me all figured out. "I tried so hard… to-to be okay" I say looking up at her and judging her expression… it was neutral. "Bella, I know… I know things are bad… but You and me… we are going to get through it… together" she said still holding my hand as she started the car up, only letting go when she had to drive.

Her house was everything I expected it to be: gorgeous. It was an old fashioned mansion. She wasn't kidding when she said it was big. She came up behind me finally finished doing whatever she was doing back in the car. She took my hand "Ready?" she asked looking at me then to the door and back at me. I nodded my head and we both walked to the door.

She put her hand on the door knob "Welcome to your new home Bella" she said before she swung it open.

"What do you mean she isn't here?" she had taken advantage of the fact that we were not home. I thought she would be scared shitless for at least a couple of months before she left. "I mean she is not here… hasn't been here for a while." I say closing the fridge. "How do you know that?" she asked I looked at her.

"Because everything in the house is the same way as before… in the fridge the food is expired because she hasn't eaten it or bought new stuff. So either she is gone or she is dead" I look at my wife and for the first time in a while I see her smile. "Dead… you don't think…" she said her tone getting excited. "I don't know" I said looking down.

"I hope she is that bitch doesn't deserve to live…" she whispered.

I walked up to her "Well how about this… whether she is or not… how bout we think of her as dead?" I say taking her hands into mine. "Really?" she asked smiling again. "Really" I say and pull her in for a kiss.

"I would like that" she says smiling.

Yes. We can finally live the way we wanted to before she came in…

We march back to the car and leave for good heading to Los Angeles where we would make our new home… without that bitch!

No before you start thinking… this story is not over if that's the way it seems… it's just the turning point/ one for new beginnings. Don't worry. Please review and tell me what you think.