Sorry for no updating, summer caught up to me. And my boyfriend let it out that he's leaving soon for basic training; I kinda broke down with that. He's only 18, but anyways! Here's the next chapter!

I don't own anything but the idea! ~Maru~~Maru~

Bella POV-

When I wake up it's close to twelve thirty. Emmett walks in and sighs, "Alice is taking us shopping," he shrugs and I quickly get dressed.

I really don't want to go, and obviously Emmett doesn't either, but we have no choice at this point.

~Time Skip~

Emmett doesn't look too happy about being here. I'm getting self-conscious around all of these people; I keep tugging on my sleeves when Emmett and Alice aren't looking.

"Emmett!" I hear someone screech from behind us. We turn around and instantly, a blonde girl tackles Emmett. Her arms wrap around his neck and she's kissing him full on the lips.

My stomach drops, "Why didn't you ever call me back? I had such a good time!" She squeals. Alice steps next to me.

Emmett, then, seems to forget that Alice and I are even here, "Ashley, I'm so sorry. I got so side tracked." He grins, Alice walks over and tries to talk to Emmett, but he glares at her.

So, with the very little confidence I can scurry up in me, I walk over to him, "Emmett, can we just get going?" I ask, my voice not sounding that confident. He sets the girl, Ashley, down, and practically swings around.

He stands up at his full height, my eyes go wide, "Emmett?"

"You and Alice can leave us the fuck alone! I'm kinda busy here!" He yells, my heart stops and tears well up in my eyes.

He raises his hand, probably to push us away, but I take it a completely other direction. I flinch away from him. I guess his conscious comes back, "B-Bella…"

I shake my head and take off running. I push past people on my way out the door; I don't stop running until it feels like I'm going to throw up. By that time I'm half way down the street. I look around for a pay phone, I just want to get away from here.

I see one over in a gas station parking lot, so I pull out the little bit of change that I have and quickly dial my dad's number.

"Chief Swan." He answers.

"D-daddy?" I ask, "Can you come pick me up? Please?" I beg.

"Bella? Where are you?" He asks quickly.

"The gas station down the street from the mall in Port Angeles. Please, I'm sorry for bothering you during work, but Emmett scared me and I don't wanna go back with them." I cry.

"I'll be there in a little bit." He gruffs, before hanging up the phone. I can tell he's really mad at me, I'll have to be extra good for awhile.

~Another Time Skip~

By the time my dad gets to the gas station, its pouring rain and I'm soaked all the way through.

He opens the door and I quickly get in. He turns the heat on and quickly starts asking me questions, "What happened Isabella?"

I flinch against the seat, "I'm not sure, Alice and I were trying to get him to walk to another store with us, but he was busy with this girl named Ashley. He got really mad and I thought he was going to hit me. I'm sorry daddy," I explain.

He just looks ahead and keeps on driving.

When we get to the house, he opens the door and shoves me inside, "I ask one simple thing of you Isabella and you can't even do that right!" He yells.

His boot makes contact with my shin, I fall to the ground and he kicks my chest. I suck in air at an alarming rate, it hurts to breathe. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me back up in a standing position.

"You're an ungrateful bitch," he growls, "maybe I'll keep you home for the rest of the weekend." He grins, and he starts walking. Pulling me by my hair through the kitchen and that's when I know what he's doing.

The door unlocks and he throws me down the concrete steps. I scream in pain when I hit the first step, he laughs at me.

Once I hit the floor I curl up in a ball. I hear something clink upstairs, and he starts walking down.

He flips me onto my back and lifts my shirt up. I feel something cold and hard press against my stomach; I look up and realize it's a knife.

He presses it down until it pierces my skin, my breath hitches and he slowly drags it up towards my chest, "Isabella, you don't know how badly I want to just slit your throat right now." He grins, "The only reason I don't, is because that would kind of hard to explain, huh?

He throws the knife somewhere next to him, and pulls me to the wall. I'm shackled back to it, and he gives me one last kick…to the head.