A/N – Now, this is Bella's POV of that day and the struggles she had to geMy Storiest through. This was a lot, thanks to Tommy, Ellie, Phil, Renee, and me. Enjoy! Oh, and don't forget to R&R my new stories!
And, sorry I didn't update in a while...It's back to school and back to updating on weekends =| I know, I hate this too.
DISCLAIMER: Urgh. They aren't mine. No matter how much I want Edward.
BPOV
"Bewwa!" Tommy cried, sitting up and grabbing his head. I was up in a flash and by his side.
"What's wrong, Tommy?" I said, frantic. I fumbled around for the medicine and remembered Phil left it downstairs.
"…my…head." He groaned out, grabbing his hair and pulling on it, crying a little louder. Ellie was by my side, biting her lip, worried.
"Go get it, Bella. I'll stay here," She told me, before picking up Tommy and putting him on her lap, stroking his hair soothingly, "It's okay little brother, Bella will get you the medicine and you will be all better, I promise." She whispered.
I stood up, regretting it. My muscles were tense and stretched and they ached. All the bruises seemed to be back and my ankle killed. I shifted to the other foot so it didn't hurt as much. I shuffled down the stairs as fast as I could manage and through to the kitchen. I found Renee, head down on the table with a bottle of Whiskey in her hand. I picked up the medicine as quietly as possible but she managed to catch a sound and snapped her head up.
"Isabella," She half slurred, half moaned, "I'm a good mother right? You guys love me. I got you a dad. What more could you want?" She asked, rhetorically and looked around the kitchen. I raised an eyebrow at her. I felt a surge of anger pulse through my veins. How dare she say that? What gives her the right? She's done probably everything wrong, it was laughable.
I walked up to her and bent down to face her. "I don't know about you. But, I want a home where I don't have to worry about anything. I don't have to look after my siblings when it so obviously someone else's job. I don't want to work two jobs to pay bills. I don't want to be beaten up everyday I get home from school. I don't want a slag for a mother. Or a drunk for a stepfather. I don't want a coward for a dad. I don't want to think that I'm a useless piece of shit. I want a normal life, like before." I hissed at her, before limping of the kitchen, grabbing a spare spoon at the side. I sniffed it and I smelled clean enough.
I walked back up the stairs and to Ellie's bedroom. Tommy had quietened down, but he was shaking his head side to side quickly. I sat beside him quickly and fed him a spoonful of medicine. I picked him up and rocked him gently, humming 'Hush little baby' changing the words from 'Papa' to 'Bella' like my mother did to me when I was little. Before everything turned ugly, it made me fall to sleep quickly. Tommy seemed to agree since he was snoring quietly and smiling in his sleep. I looked over at Ellie and found that she had fallen asleep too. Works like a charm.
But, I couldn't fall asleep though, too many thoughts running through my mind. I needed to take Tommy and Ellie away from this. A fresh start, for all of us. Ellie was going to school soon so I could get a full time job and put Tommy in a playgroup or something like that. I could buy my own apartment, maybe go to community college somewhere, and get some grades. I could have a second chance at life, leaving Phil and Renee to fend for themselves for a change. I could forget about this school and the students…and Edward.
Don't let Edward go.
That little voice at the back of my mind really bugged me sometimes. But…it was true. I didn't want to cut Edward out of my life, even though I haven't known him for long, he and Alice have been kinder to me then any other person in the last five years in the last 2 weeks. But, they wouldn't want to continue if they knew what was really going on with my life. They would call the cops; they would take Ellie and Tommy away from me and put us in care homes. Ruining my fresh start. I didn't need to tell them fully what was going on; but I could say goodbye to them when I was leaving, they deserved at least that.
"Ow," Ellie murmured in her sleep, flinching a little. I looked at her and saw that she was restless, twisting and shaking her head. I stroked her hair and held her close to me. I began to sing the lullaby again. She calmed down speedily and her breathing had gotten back to normal now.
I looked out the window and saw that the sun was beginning to shine through. It was morning.
Tommy was beginning to wake up, squirming around in my lap. A little smile of adoration graced my lips. It was rare for me to smile nowadays; I haven't properly done a Bella smile since I was nine I think. I remember that smile, the huge grin that would somehow always be there. That was gone the day Phil walked in with mom with a huge smirk on his face.
I gave Tommy some more medicine a few hours later and told a small story to both of them.
"Once upon a time," I started, biting my lip, "There was a princess who had just moved to the castle. One day, she went for a walk in the forest and she met a man named Jake. Jake was very scruffy and wasn't like all the princes she had met before. But as she spoke to Jake, she began to realize what a kindhearted man he was. She quickly fell in love and decided to move with Jake to the forest because love isn't all about looks, it's about the person inside," I smiled and patted my heart. Ellie smiled but bit her lip a little.
"Bella," Ellie whispered, sitting up a little, "I'm kind of hungry," She moaned a little, clutching her stomach.
I forgot the food. AGAIN. How bad can I get? Poor kids must be starving. I quietly gave Tommy to Ellie and got up slowly, not wanting to pull anything.
"Ah, Damnit!" I groaned, rubbing my stiff back. I winced slightly as I walked out of the room and down to the kitchen, the stairs like hell, all over again. Renee had passed out by now, bottle still in hand. Phil was no-where to be seen and that was worrying. I glanced around the kitchen to check. I shook the thought away. I picked up some food and began walking back upstairs.
I began to walk down the hall and stopped dead when I heard voices. I looked fearfully at the door and saw that it was wide open. I bit my lip and walked a little faster. Phil was smiling evilly at Ellie, growing closer and closer to her.
"Don't touch her," I couldn't stop the growl that escaped my lips. I had always felt protective over both of them, possessive even. Phil turned around and smiled wider. His hair was a mess and his pupils were large, eyes of black. I winced and glanced at Ellie and Tommy. They looked terrified. "Don't touch them," I whimpered. Phil narrowed his eyes slightly.
"And what would you do if I did?" He smirked, gently stroking Ellie's hair. I began to feel angry, how dare he?
"This," I don't know what came over me, but I punched him square in the face. It must have been a good one too since he fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Go, get out, go!" I screamed at them, pushing them a little roughly out of the room and down the stairs. We raced out of the house and down the street. It wasn't very dark outside but it was a little cold. But, we would have to manage for a few hours. Ellie was beginning to struggle to hold Tommy. I smiled gently and took him from her hands, tears rolling down my cheeks.
We walked to McDonald's, the only place we thought of. I ordered them their food and we all shuffled to a booth. After Ellie and Tommy had eaten, they both fell asleep. I bought my knee's up and hugged them tightly to myself.
I was dead. When I got back, I was in for it. Phil is going to be so mad. I sobbed quietly into my knees, my actions creeping up on me. I had messed in every way possible. If I ever had children, I would be a terrible mother. I can't believe I did all that today. Tommy is probably feeling awful and Ellie was starving. Damnit.
"Can I sit here?" A velvet voice murmured. I looked up to see Edward Cullen, in all his glory. I nodded solemnly and brought my knees down quickly. Edward sat down and stared at me intently, I looked back at him raising my eyebrow a bit.
"What happened?" He asked softly. But, by the look of it, he knew something bad happened.
"Why do you want to know?" I asked dryly, turning away slightly, biting my lip. Edward gently took my chin and moved it to face him. I blinked at his forwardness.
"Isabella," He whispered, "Bella. I feel very…protective of you. The people at school…I hate seeing it. I want to help you…I do. Please, just tell me what's wrong." He pleaded, his eyes burning with the intensity.
I couldn't help but begin to tell him.
A/N – Ahh! Cliffhanger! Sorry! Don't kill me! How will Edward take it? …Find out next time! I've always wanted to say that =D
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