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Evanescence107- she brought up a good point. If any of you are wondering what BASBASBASBAS means, it's a scene starter and ender. I found that my last one wasn't working…

Julie- oh my gosh… your mom sounds SO embarrassing… I laughed so hard!

ElspethGordie- also, you guys, Edward calls Em and Rose mom and dad because they raised him, and Carisle and Esme only adopted him. Which one would you call mom and dad? And I cant believe you read it to your husband! That is so funny…

- I love them too… and I also love that your guy friend checked out your tampons… oh second hand embarrassment haha.

Sahniacullen- I beg to differ! My chapter names are never stupid haha ; )

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kiki1993- my cat's name is kiki… just felt the need to say that haha.

sanders61584- for succumbing to peer pressure and watching Glee. Haha.

MsWhiteChristmas- for having a crush run into her (like Alice) and then going out with him for one and a half years… its so lovely : )

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LAST ON SILENCE-

"Are you sure you want to do this, Bella? Because we can stop and just go back… it won't be impos-"

"Edward, stop," I said, shaking my head, "I'm doing this."

Carlisle nodded, agreeing with me. "Edward, we're already five minutes away from the house, we're not backing out now."

Edward glared out of the windshield. I bounced my knee up and down.

My eyes widened as Carlisle pulled up to the house. We were here.

Edward opened my door and helped me out and we walked shakily to the door.

I brought my hand up and knocked.

The door opened, and there I saw Charlie, his murderous glare focused directly at me, but I knew he had seen Carlisle and Edward.

"Isabella."

CURRENTLY ON SILENCE-

My heart made a collision with my throat. I choked on my breath. My eyes rolled back into my head. Any dramatic expression for under estimating the power of seeing Charlie again and having an irrational, internal reaction would do.

On the inside, my heart was pounding. I felt my knees go weak from beneath me. My eyes focused on Charlie and everything else fused together in a colorful scheme. My palms grew sweatier.

On the outside, I was calm, or as calm as I could be, facing the monster who insisted on taking my life and making it hell. I calmed my breaths, instead breathing harshly through my nose. My eyes were wide with wild terror as they look in Charlie's stance.

There he stood, not three feet in front of me. There was a menacing curl to his lip, almost as if a demeaning smirk lay underneath his calm composure for a preview of what I unfortunately knew awaited me later.

His eyes, they had a sparkle in them. To any third party observer, they would've looked happy, as if he was happy to see me, and relieved.

And he was relieved. I knew, he didn't want to risk me turning him in, even though we both knew it wouldn't have done any good. I didn't see happiness in that sparkle. To me, it was glint of pressure coming upon my shoulders.

His arms were crossed, but you could see the knowledge in his face.

'you're mine, bitch.'

That's what I got- no, that's what I knew.

I didn't turn to see if either Edward or Carlisle understood the façade as I did. They didn't have the experience with him that I did.

I looked behind him. I saw a broken bottle of brandy on the coffee table, shards adorning the floor. I gulped, trading my weight front my right foot to my left, as if it eased the pressure at all.

I still hadn't caught my breath when Carlisle cleared his throat.

"Chief Swan?" he asked in a professional manner.

Charlie reluctantly turned his disguised look to Carlisle, "Yes?" he asked. It was startling, he talked to Carlisle in a kind way… or at least it sounded kind.

I turned to Carlisle, he looked at me and Edward, a look of disappointment claiming his features.

"It seems your daughter and my son ran away together and I found them, I thought I could deliver her personally and give my son a chance to say he's sorry. We hope you don't press charges." He said.

Charlie smiled, but it didn't look like a smile to me.

"Well…?" he said.

"Chief Carlisle Cullen." He answered.

He nodded, "Well, Chief Cullen, kids will be kids, right?" he said, and in the process, grabbed my shoulder and roughly pulled me to him. I stumbled into him. His grip would've looked normal to anyone, but it felt like it was crushing my bones.

"As long as he doesn't feel the need to do this again, I think it'll be fine. I wish you would've called me, sweetie." Charlie said to me, a sadistic smile on his face. He started to rub my shoulder and I felt like it was going to burn me.

I gasped, looking directly at Edward.

Edward kept my eye contact, "I apologize, Chief Swan. It was a spur of the moment decision and it won't happen again."

Charlie nodded, "I'll see to that." he said, and it was a warning.

He closed the door. He looked to me now, his menacing smile growing wider.

I backed up against a kitchen chair. He waited until he heard a car drive off.

"Isabella…" he said, walking up to me, as if stalking his prey.

"You dirty little, fucking slut." He said, enunciating each word carefully.

I required too much breath to breathe through my nose, and with each pound of my heart, I sucked in a ragged breath.

I didn't respond to him, my eyes locked fearfully on the monster in front of me.

He laughed. "You're really so desperate that you run away with the first guy who offers? Tell me, Isabella, does he know about our little… exchanges?"

I shook my head vigorously, "O-of course not. I wouldn't tell anyone."

He judged my wavering voice.

And the next thing I knew, his kneecap was lodged in my gut.

"He fucking better not, bitch!"

I clutched my stomach, desperate for the searing pain of the blow to evaporate. I gasped in mouthfuls of air, looking at my attacker with half open eyes as I fell to the floor, now unable to keep my weight up.

He laughed again from above me.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up. I felt my head begin to throb as I screamed and thrashed around, hitting whatever I could.

I sucked in a breath when he let go.

He brought back his fist and, with a force that was meant for a three hundred pound man, collided it with my cheek.

I whimpered, closing my eyes and feeling tears. The aftershock of the fist's connection with my cheek hadn't worn off and I yelled for him to stop.

I begged him to stop. He enjoyed my submissive defeat.

With one more heavy slap to my right arm, he walked away.

He turned back at me in the last second, "Oh, and if this ever happens again, slut? I'll find you, and see this as a warning, because the next time I'm this mad, you don't see the next day of it."

BASBASBASBAS

Okay… so it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. It was a warning though. I didn't see any blood… the bruise on my cheek was bad, granted, but I was thankful there was nothing more.

I looked in the mirror once more. Maybe I was understating it. I felt my gut jumbled. It hurt every time I took a breath.

Thankfully, Charlie had hit my good cheek, meaning I didn't have any reopened wounds to deal with.

Every time my hair touched something it felt like a stab from a knife.

I sucked in a breath. I felt a desperate hole in my chest.

In truth, I hadn't imagined that I'd gotten this attached to having Edward there to comfort me. I felt that I needed him to say things like, 'It's going to be okay, love.'

I felt a sob rip through me.

Sure, I'd see him tomorrow at school. But I felt that it was going to be bad.

So, the Swan girl comes back from weeks and weeks of running away with a guy who hated her.

That's got to have people talking. I groaned.

But I pushed myself out of that thought process, I had to focus on what I was here to do.

Edward had told me to lay low for a while. Not do anything I wouldn't normally do in case my face betrays my actions.

But if I could just look-

My thoughts were cut off by the door opening wide, Charlie's silhouette in the frame.

I inadvertently backed up on my bed, and I didn't realize I was doing it until my back hit the bed frame.

He took one cursory look around the room and backed out, slamming the door.

My body relaxed.

Edward and Carlisle were right… Charlie was going to be a strict guard on me for a while and until we sunk into our familiar routine, I couldn't look for that diary.

I did look though, with my eyes. I thought years back to where I'd written it.

Flashback-

I bit into my arm, distracting myself with a different pain than the one that was located in my wrist that Charlie had just twisted.

"Mom… I need you…" I said into my pillow.

I got here last week from Arizona, thinking Charlie could help me cope with what happened with my mom… he didn't.

Charlie had gotten drunk again. It was horrible.

See, today had been the first day at forks high for me. It was also the worst day of my life.

So, I'd been talking to Tyler Crowley because he sits next to me in science. And then, he started to get kind of mean, like… looking at me in a way reserved for a man and a wife…

It creeped me out, and then he said something about how much I could do for him.

He said it in a creepy way. And then at lunch, this personification of sex talks to Tyler, and he gets all mad. And then suddenly, he looks at me and starts saying really mean things.

Tyler looked disappointed but Edward, as I later learned his name was, really wasn't an ideal person to be around.

Thankfully, though, after that, Tyler laid off. But Edward didn't. The whole day was constant harassment.

I sighed, I had thought it'd be safe to go to Charlie for that and cry my heart out. Dad's were supposed to do that, right?

Instead, when I told him, he laughed and told me to take care of myself and he… slapped me around a bit.

To say I'd been shocked would've been an understatement. It was totally out of no where.

I wish I had my friends back.

I wish Edward was nice.

I wish I had my mom.

I sobbed more into my pillow.

I lifted my head and saw an unused composition book from my backpack and took it in my shaky hands.

On the front, I wrote, Bella Swan. Mr. Clapp's science class.

Who wants to look in a science notebook?

I opened it.

Dear… ah, journal I guess.

I wrote a whole page on it.

I took my Polaroid camera and took a picture of my swollen wrist.

I stuck it underneath a floorboard by my bookshelf.

End flashback-

Currently, my eyes were burning a hole in that exact floorboard.

I could lift it up and…

No. Listen to Edward.

BASBASBASBAS

When I walked downstairs the next morning for school, Charlie was there.

"Isabella." He demanded.

I froze, my only movement darting my eyes to his.

"Open your backpack." He said.

I fumbled with the zippers as I opened it, showing him the contents. He gave it a cursory search before nodding.

"Be home at 3:10, make me dinner by 5. If you're late, you won't just get a warning."

I darted out of the door, I'd have to leave early. School ended at 3 and it was a 20 minute drive home. He knew that.

I got to school and locked my eyes on the steering wheel.

I took a calming breath and opened the door, getting out with my backpack.

I locked the doors and looked around.

I saw Edward's car on the other side of the lot, and I saw him standing outside of it.

He was surrounded with what had to be more than 200 students, and for Forks high, that was about all of them.

He didn't look comfortable, his eyes shot to mine.

He looked me over, as if wanting to know if I was desperately hurt.

I shook my head and he relaxed a bit, but his eyes lingered on my cheek.

I was kind of glad everyone was paying attention to Edward because I walked inside of the school undetected.

I sat in my first class rereading Jane Eyre.

I felt pressure on the other side of the desk and looked up to see Edward sitting down next to me.

"Wha-"

"I got a schedule change." He winked at me and handed me a piece of paper.

I smiled, his classes were the same as mine.

"How did you do that… I thought we weren't supposed to talk to each other."

He shrugged, "I honestly don't care. Why would Charlie find out, and why would he care?"

I could think of some reasons, but for now, I was just happy to have him around.

He smiled again, this time speaking lower so no one, who were currently staring at us, could hear him.

"So what happened?" he asked.

I pointed to my cheek and gut, "And then he pulled my hair a little."

"Is he too strict?" he asked.

"Uh… he checked on me last night and then looked inside of my backpack this morning."

He nodded, "I'm so sorry, Bella… I wish I could be there with you."

I laughed, "I don't, I'm glad you're safe and sound with Carlisle."

"Yeah well I wish you were there too and-"

He got cut off by the teacher.

"Mr. Cullen. Ms. Swan, how nice of you two to finally join us." He said.

We nodded, giving fake smiles, "And we're glad to be back, Mr. Clapp."

"Do you mind telling the class the whole story… I'm sure we'd love to hear it." he asked.

"Uh… it really isn't that interesting… besides, er, we're eager to get back to learning?" I cut in.

He grunted, but started the lesson.

"Hey, Cullen, why are you sitting with that piece of trash?" a jock asked Edward.

I kept my eyes on the steel table, trying to push the hurtful words from my head.

"Trevor, call her Bella, that's her name. And from now on, you aren't to treat her disrespectfully. Or you'll hear from me." he glared at him.

I smiled a little and Trevor looked at me, "S-sorry, Bella…" he said.

I bit my lip, looking at Edward. "Thanks." I said.

He winked again and patted my knee.

"You just stick with me, kid." I laughed.

BASBASBASBAS

Edward walked me to my next class, and everyone who tried to diss me on the way there, he corrected them, instructing them to treat me like an actual person.

I smiled as I felt the student body warm up to me. I couldn't believe the power Edward had over these people.

I knew he was trying to make up for everything he did in the past, and I thought that it was really sweet of him.

And at lunch he sat with me. It was actually a comedic scene. The followers on the other table were at a loss.

Angela came over, pulling her boyfriend Ben.

"Hello, Edward. Bella." They greeted kindly.

"Hi…" we said.

Angela smiled at me, "I'm glad Edward finally decided to man up."

We all laughed.

BASBASBASBAS

The next day was much the same, I didn't get many questions about what happened, some other people joined us at lunch who were really nice. And soon… school was actually enjoyable.

None of the jocks liked me still, but you could tell they supported Edward, so I began sitting at 'their tables' at Edward's right side. Angela sat opposite to me and it was kind of fun.

Charlie had checked on me again the night before, so I knew it wasn't quite the right time to get the journal yet.

Then a frightening thought occurred to me… what if Charlie had found the journal… and he was just humoring me.

That night, he didn't check on me that night, but I thought it was better to be safe than sorry and look into getting the next night.

BASBASBASBAS

School the next day was much the same.

Charlie didn't do anything more than usual to me, it was bearable. Just a few bruises and a wounded ego. Nothing bloody or things like that.

Charlie got a bit smarter, I think. I think he knew he gave me more than I could handle last time, and he was a bit lighter than that. I hadn't seen the knife again, thank God.

I'd made sure to abide by his rules though, as not to provoke him.

So when I knew Charlie was asleep, and he hadn't checked on me in a couple of days, I jumped at this first chance.

I shakily walked towards that floorboard and had to work to pry it open.

It was really hard to get off so I knew Charlie hadn't been in this.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I listened for his snore and when I heard it, I continued.

I lifted the floorboard and… there it was. My 14 year old hand writing.

Bella Swan.

Mr. Clapp, science.

I know you were all expecting Charlie to go mad and kill her or something, but come on, he's not going to try and drive her away again… let's be smart about this…

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Chapter question- HAVE YOU EVER WALKED IN ON ANYONE HAVING SEX? The reason I ask is because I just walked in on my parents. Ew…

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