Authors note:

Hi, this is my first fan fic ever and my first serious writing ever so tips are appreciated.
The Bella in this story is a very different that the one we're used to, definitely AU.
She's tall, gets into trouble, has various tattoos, very athletic and above all else she's
very angry. She's not afraid of using people and hurting people. Her sister Sarah will
remind you of the traditional Bella but she too will be evolving. I have the first 2
chapters written and have enjoyed it so far. I'm planning for this to be long winded,
as indicated there will be a Rosella relationship eventually but you'll have to be
patient. Rated M for good reason, there will be course language and mention of
illicit products etc. The vampires will be a little different too. Bella, Jake and Leah are
the same age, Leah never was with Sam, Sam and Emily are a few years older.
I hope you'll enjoy the first chapter.

Chapter 1

Where there is anger,
there is always pain underneath.

"Isabella listen to me! Do not forget that this is your last chance, next time you get in trouble they wont be this lenient on you" my Mom Veronica said.

"Whatever Mom" I answered as I turned around.

I put in my earbuds and walked through airport security.
My destination was Forks, Washington, a place I was still unsure off whether or not it was as worse as the juvenile delinquent facility I was released from a week ago.

While sitting in my first plane headed straight from Houston Texas to Seattle I couldn't help but feel like I was in a prison bus headed to jail. I never liked Forks, nearly constantly overcast, too cold, too wet, too small and definitely too boring. I used to have to spend half the school vacations there with my Dad Charlie and often times my younger sister Sarah. Though the past years that had been severely reduced, last time I saw Charlie was a few years ago when he had flown in a couple of days around and I had done my best to come up with excuses to spend as little time with him as possible, so that I could go about my daily business.

Like any good "prisoner" I couldn't help but think of what I had done to deserve this harsh punishment, sure I was always in trouble due to my temper, anger was my constant companion. But didn't that douchebag Brett deserve to have his nose broken for calling me out? Thinking back at him calling me a filthy dyke in front of the school I had only started in a couple of weeks earlier made my already angry blood boil again. Of course, having been arrested several times and having been in 4 different schools in that year alone didn't help either, naturally the judge saw all of that when I had to show up in court after the douchebag's parents pressed charges.

Charlie having found out I was in trouble again, big trouble this time, had intervened. In Forks he was known as Chief Swan, as a law enforcement officer and my father he had persuaded the judge to sentence me to an alternative, I would go live with him and I would follow court mandated anger management classes and therapy. So only a short stay in juvi this time before heading to an even worse kind of detention facility. And to top it all off, while this was being handled in court, my kid sister Sarah's mom Renee had passed away from cancer. So she had moved in with the chief as well, what fun it shall be, being followed by a depressed teenager like she's a puppy while being watched by a cop and analysed by a shrink, doesn't the constitution say something about cruel and unusual punishment not being allowed? How am I supposed to mind my temper under such circumstances?

I had worked myself up quite a lot by now and the stewardess who could see me shaking, she presumed from the plane being a little cold came over to ask: can I get you a blanket sweetheart? Leave me alone! I snapped at her. She quickly went on her way to go bother other people and I put in my earbuds after having needed to charge them and started listening to some death metal hoping it would calm me down somewhat.

A couple of hours later I had landed in Seattle and fortunately only had a short layover, I bought one of those expensive airport meals cause even though I had a very big breakfast as usual, I could feel it wasn't going to tie me over till I got to Charlie's. I hope my Mom Veronica made It clear to him what unusual amounts of food I ate a day, even for a 5"11 athletic teenager. I boarded the regional plane that makes a stop in Port Angeles where Charlie would be waiting for me.

An hour later I had landed and collected the one suitcase I brought with me, since I was going to be living in Forks until either the court order was lifted or I graduated high school, the first being possible when I turned 18, though I seriously doubted Charlie would want to run the risk of me being able to get out from under it before I graduated high school, most of my stuff was being shipped overland and had left several days ahead of me with some of my most treasured possessions amongst them.

As I exited the small terminal through the double doors I saw Charlie, of course I thought, I should have figured he would be coming to pick me up in his police cruiser, so embarrassing to be seen in that thing. I walked over to him pulling my suitcase behind me and my backpack slung over one shoulder. He walked towards me aiming to help me with a suitcase so immediately I thought: ugh men.

"I'm so glad that you're finally here Bells, let me help you with that."

"I'm good Cha – dad, I got it." Was my immediate reply.

Charlie really didn't like it when I called him Charlie in his face so ill need to be careful I thought. I put my suitcase and backpack in the back and let myself in the car sitting in the passenger seat. During the drive to Forks, with Charlie religiously observing the speed limit and every traffic law imaginable Charlie was eying the large bird tattoo I had gotten on the left side of my neck the day after I was released from the juvenile detention centre for the purposes of having a week for settling my affairs. Charlie knew I had other tattoos, thanks to my fake ID that I successfully was able to bring with me I had already been able to get several tattoos back home in the past year. But none of the others were visible as I was wearing my leather jacket.

"It's real dad, it wont rub off."

I said and followed it up with a little chuckle to break the silence and hopefully get him to look at the road again. I didn't want to get on his nerves too much as I was still unaware of what rules Charlie was going to lay down for me and how much they would deviate from the rules Sarah had to follow. Sarah wasn't much younger than me, when my mom got pregnant with me she had broken up with Charlie before she knew and had moved to Texas to study while living with my maternal grandmother. If not for grandma, Charlie probable wouldn't have known that I was even alive, he had his name added to the birth certificate and I had become Isabella Marie Swan. Sarah was from his short lived rebound relationship with Renee before she ran away with Sarah, it appears that Charlie had given up on the institution of being in a relationship after that, or at least gave up on getting women pregnant.

"It's an interesting tattoo, not sure if I would have gotten it in such a location." Charlie said being super obviously diplomatic.

"So. Uhm.. Bells, since you're aware of Sarah's mom having passed away. Could you try to be civil with her, I know you two will probably never have a sister bond or even friends but try to make it liveable at home, she's having a hard time."

He said and I noticed from his tone that he was stating It instead of asking. Trying to be diplomatic as well I told him "I'll do my very best"

After all despite not getting along that well with Sarah during the vacations we spent together I still wouldn't wish being forced to live in Forks, hopefully Charlie will be a parent for her than Renee was. In a slightly more professional tone Charlie said:

"I got your schedule at home with your appointments, for your anger management classes I got you booked with Emily Young at the reservation in La push, for your therapy session you're booked with dr. Cullen at the local hospital."

I sighed, not looking forward to any of it.

"Come on Bells, give it your best, you have a good chance at becoming happy here with so many people in your corner." Charlie said hopeful.

"I'll do my best, dad."

The rest of the drive to Charlie's house was spent in silence, he wasn't much of a talker and I was still stewing over this whole mess.

As we arrived at the house I saw this big old truck in the driveway, Charlie seeing I was eying the thing said:

"I originally got it for you as a homecoming present but with what happened to Renee you'll have to share it with Sarah for a while. It's a Chevy, I got it from my friend Billy Black, you must remember him, you used to play together with his son Jacob and your other friend Leah Clearwater all the time when you visited, anyway it looks a little rough but Jacob rebuilt the engine she's solid and reliable. Billy can't drive it anymore since he had a accident on his boat several years ago that confined him to a wheelchair."

Charlie was obviously trying to sell me on that behemoth that looked like you could win a destruction derby with without even a dent in the bumpers. Not wanting to give him grief over it and wanting to prevent him from laying down the law, I asked him with a confused tone

"uhm dad, didn't mom mention that amongst the stuff being shipped is my motorcycle?"

Charlie had a look on his face that suggested he wasn't amused and probably not a fan of motorcycles. I quickly added that

"I'd like to see about buying my own car before winter since I had some money saved and could access part of the inheritance I got from grandma"

Charlie seemed to like that a little more.

"I'll help you buy a car if you want Bells, I'd just prefer if you keep that motorcycle in the garage when the weather is bad." He said.

Feeling I'd better not continue this line of conversation I quickly redirected and suggested we'd go inside to say hello to Sarah and so that I can bring my suitcase up, the mention of Sarah brought a small smile on his face.

As we went into the house Sarah came out of the kitchen, she was clearly in the middle of cooking. Once again it was blatantly obvious how different we were from each other, she had Charlie's brown hair and eyes. She was also still as pale as you could possibly be, does she never go out in the sun I thought once again. Surprisingly though she had grown into an average sized 5"4 teenager and looked reasonably healthy and a lot less depressed than I suspected. In comparison I stood at nearly 6 foot, the same height as Charlie, with natural black hair though it was dyed purple, from a short glance most of what I got from Charlie was height and my hair being curly, the height did make me very tall for a girl though, I had rapidly shot up in height the past years, now I towered over most of my peers, with very few exceptions. Thinking of scoring some points with Charlie I set down my suitcase and backpack and gave Sarah a hug and said to her:

"I'm sorry about your mom short cake"

She looked a little shocked at my unexpected gesture but eventually replied

"thanks Bella. Are you ok, because you're feeling very warm? Maybe you have a fever?"

Over the past years I had gotten used to people mentioning that I was running a little hot, my body temperature was always about 108 degrees. So I said to her

"I'm fine, I always run a little warmer than other people, just tired and hungry."

"I'm almost done cooking dinner." She said and rapidly retreated into the kitchen, still shy I thought.

After unpacking my suitcase and backpack in my old bedroom which had recently gotten a few upgrades thanks to Charlie consisting of a new queen bed and a desk. Thankfully I still had the biggest one. I heard Charlie yell

"dinner is ready!"

I rushed downstairs nearly praying that there would be enough food cause I was starving. Entering the kitchen I saw that Sarah had cooked more than enough but had to resort to serving it on the kitchen counter due to Charlie's small kitchen table, I helped myself to a large first serving and started eating fast due to being so hungry, I knew both Charlie and Sarah were staring at me while they ate their normal sized portion, Charlie went for second when I was about to get up, clearly afraid he wasn't going to have enough to eat. I asked sarah if she wanted another serving but she was good and with the leftover food I managed to help myself to a second large serving. Fortunately everybody in this house like to eat in silence, when I was done I said to sarah

"that was really good shortcake, thanks."

She blushed and asked me in return how I manage to eat that much and still stay in shape. I answered

"I run from the cops a lot."

Causing Charlie to nearly choke on the beer he was drinking. When he recovered he went to the living room mumbling something about watching a game, while Sarah was barely able to prevent herself from laughing.

Having helped Sarah with the dishes, by hand of course since Charlie hasn't even heard from a dishwasher I excused myself and said

"I'm gonna shower and then go to bed, I'm pretty tired from all the traveling after all."

I managed to find a little space for my toiletries in the small bathroom upstairs that the three of us had to share unfortunately, took a shower and went to bed. Having gone to bed fairly early, I woke up fairly early at 6:00 AM. I decided to hold off with breakfast and go on my daily run so quickly changed into my sports bra and running leggings and proceded downstairs trying not to make too much noise while carrying my running shoes. As it was Saturday I hadn't been expecting anyone to be up but Charlie was in the kitchen as I went in thinking of making coffee.

"You're up early, Bells"

Charlie said while looking up from his newspaper clearly questioning the outfit I was wearing.

"I couldn't sleep anymore" I answered while I helped myself to a mug of the coffee Charlie made, grateful that Charlie was a believer in strong coffee. Since Charlie hadn't laid down any rules yet I decided I might as well force his hand so I would know what was what.

"So dad, normally I go for a run in the morning to get rid of some excess energy and have breakfast afterwards. Will that be a problem?"

Charlie could see that clearly I wasn't making excuses due to my athletic physique, because I wasn't wearing a top over the sports bra he could even see my abs. Charlie said to me

"Bells I want you to find happiness here and hopefully get your temper under control so for you the rules are the same as they are for Sarah, home by 10 on schooldays otherwise midnight, stay out of trouble and let me know where you're going. The only added rule for you is to show up at your appointments, speaking of you have to be at Emily's place in La push at 4 pm for your introduction session."

I didn't really know what to say to this unexpected kindness but: "Thanks dad."

Having finished my coffee I rinsed the mug and put on my running shoes. Charlie asked:

"Aren't you going to wear anything else?"

Clearly I was correct when I had thought he didn't approve of the outfit and he thought it was too skimpy.

"I always went on my run like this in Houston dad, I didnt have time to buy long leggings and a running top." I replied.

"I was gonna go fishing but if you want I can tag along on your run if you want me to?" Charlie asked.

Knowing Charlie was overweight and out of shape I said under my breath

"Dad you're a hard attack waiting to happen."

But I quickly followed it up in a slightly condescending tone

"I'm a pretty fast runner and run for a long time, I actually do a mile in under 5 minutes dad and I know how to take care of myself."

Charlie knew it was pointless to argue and didn't want to push any further buttons so he said:

"Ok, I'm going to be gone most of the day fishing, I have my cell phone with me, be safe and don't forget to be at Emily's on time, directions are on the fridge."

"Bye dad, leave some fish for the rest of Forks"

I said as I headed out and put my earbuds in. I started jogging towards the town as Charlie lived on the outskirts to warm up, after I bit I started running faster and faster and faster, feeling good that I could finally let loose, after 30 minutes I turned around and started heading back, there were some signs of life in Forks at this still somewhat early hour with a few surprised people looking at a tanned body with a blob of purple hair running past them like a bat out of hell, I got back to charlies house at around 7:30 AM with a cooldown jogging pace. Even though it was a nice sunny day and surprisingly warm for forks I had barely broke a sweat. I used the key hidden in the eave above the door to let myself in, I had already heard that the Shower was running, so with Charlie's cruiser gone it meant that Sarah was up. Grudgingly I went to cook breakfast instead of taking a shower after my run. I was nearly done with cooking the huge amount of banana pancakes, eggs and bacon when Sarah entered the kitchen.

"Good morning"

Sarah said as she got a bowl and a box of cereal out of one of the cupboards.

"you really gonna eat all those sugar carbs? Wouldn't you rather have a couple of banana pancakes, eggs and bacon?"

I asked in a condescending tone.

"Come on, I made enough for both of us. You can set the table."

Sarah's eyes were obviously trained on my body, unlike me she wasn't athlethic and running was out of the question with her two left feet. She then put her sugar loaden cereal back and said:

"sure, thank you Bella"

Sarah put a couple of plates on the kitchen table, with utensils and asked what I wanted to drink.

"I'll have another cup of coffee short cake."

After eating a very large breakfast I was able to immediately take a shower since Sarah insisted on doing the dishes. I spent the rest of the morning keeping busy with getting settled in, checking my social media that had a bunch of we'll miss you posts and checked my emails. I had a berating email from my mother warning me again that id best stay out of trouble and to email her back when I had arrived in Forks. It sent my blood boiling again and I slammed my laptop shut while muttering: "who does she think she is.

To avoid trouble I made sure that I left for La push ahead of time, and thus I hadn't bothered too much with how I was dressed and like this morning had my hair up in a messy ponytail.

"I gotta go to an appointment and I need the truck"

I said to Sarah not really caring if she could hear me. As I got into the behemoth I noticed it smelled of tobacco and gasoline in there. I started it and it roared to life, well this truck may give my motorcycle a run for its money when it comes to noise I thought. Still agitated from my mom's email I smoked a cigarette while on the road. To be honest this truck may be reliable and starts well but it's so slow, only a cop dad would buy a truck that doesn't go faster than 55 mph.

I arrived at Emily Young's house/office with 15 minutes to spare. It was one of those typical small houses you see all over in the country side. I sighed and got out of the behemoth and knocked on the door. A young native American woman came to open the door and I heard people talking inside.

"Hi you must be Bella, you're a bit early the guys are still eating but come in and eat something while they finish up, I'm Emily"

She said and led me to her small kitchen, around the table there were 3 young, well built, tall native American men sitting all with a russet skin color that was only a few shades darker that my own. While Emily introduced them by saying

"That's Paul, that's Jared and this is my fiancé Sam."

I noticed the left side of her face was disfigured by 3 linear scars. She walked to a cupboard to get me a plate and the oldest looking one that she had pointed out as Sam stood up and held out his hand, when I shook his hand he looked at me strangely and I returned the favour as it was odd shaking hands with somebody who appears to be having a similar body temperature. He recovered and said

"welcome, we'll be finished soon so that you can get started with Emily."

I sat down on the empty chair and started eating the plate Emily had brought me with a big muffin, and a couple of BLT sandwiches.

The guys left and I couldn't help notice them looking back and overhear the one named Sam saying: We need to talk to the council about her. I glanced over to Emily to check what I suspected, she hadn't heard it, of course she didn't since I've never met anyone with such good hearing as I have. I helped her clean off the table, she was my anger management therapist after all and last thing I needed was scoring bad points from the start. As we sat down in her living room/therapy room she asked:

"Ok so can you tell me how often you feel angry and what you currently already do to try and calm down?"

I thought it over and said:

"Well to be honest I'm constantly angry and I go on long hard runs every day as it relaxes me and I listen to music when I get more pissed off throughout the day."

Emily of course wrote that down and then said:

"has anyone ever taught you breathing exercise's and meditation? Meditation in the evening can really help you find balance and the breathing exercise's are helpful to quickly calm down."

I rolled my eyes then hoping it wasn't obvious and replied:

"No, not that I can say."

For the next 50 minutes she had me doing breathing exercises that she showed me then had me sit one the floor with my legs crossed with my eyes closed breathing in though my nose and out through my mouth. After a while I started thinking that this chick may be onto something. She apologized when her phone rang and excused herself so she could pick it up. I overheard her saying:

"Yes chief swan – ok Charlie, she's still here, do you want to talk to her or can I pass a message? Bella is still doing her exercises. Ok I'll tell her. No it's not a inconvenience. Goodbye to you too."

She came back into the Livingroom and said:

"Slowly open your eyes and go back to the first breathing exercise. Your dad called, Billy Black called him and invited him, your sister and you to his house for dinner, so when we're finished, I'll show you where it is. Your dad and Sarah will meet you there."

A bit later we had wrapped up and she gave me the time and date for the next session and showed me where the black residence was. I said:

"I remember what the house looks like from when I came here when I was a kid and still vacationed with Charlie. See you next time."

She reminded me to do the breathing exercises and meditation every evening before I go to bed, I got in the Behemoth and had to admit to myself that I did feel a little less angry so I probably should try to do what she said. Not much later I arrived at the Black residence and parked the Behemoth next to the cruiser and shut off the deafening engine. I went on the porch and knocked on the door wondering if that was even necessary given they must have heard me arrive.

A man in a wheelchair opened the door and gave me a smile.

"Come in Bella, I don't know if you recognize me but I'm Billy Black."

He held out his hand and out of politeness I shook it but I could see in his face that he wasn't surprised that I had a warm hand, he was expecting it somehow, perhaps Charlie warned him. He looked older but I did recognize him.

"Of course I recognize you, it's been too long Billy."

I followed him in where he made introductions and I immediately recognized a couple of old friends:

"Jake! Leah! Long time no see!"

Jacob jumped up all enthusiastically

"Bella! Wow what have they been feeding you over there in Texas? You're huge!"

Leah came over hugged me and said it was good to see me again and that she had missed me.

"Wow Bella you're burning up, are you ok?"

Leah said as she let go of me.

"I do tend to run a little hotter than most people, no worries."

We sat down together with jake drinking soda and catching up, Sarah sat with us occasionally being included in the conversation, Charlie seemed happy and was having a good time. After we had spaghetti for dinner Jake dragged us down to his garage to show the project he was working on.

"So is it true you broke a guys nose and got sent down here as a alternative punishment?"

Jake asked while walking to the garage that was semi hidden from the house.

"Yeah he called me a dirty dike cause I turned his date request down in front of everybody, he was asking for a beating to be honest."

I noticed Leah looked angry when I had said I'd been called dirty dike but then smiled as I told how it all went down.

Jake revealed his project, he was working on a VW Rabbit so that he would have a car to drive but moaned that he didn't have the money for parts.

"Are you a good mechanic, Jake?" I asked.

"sure, I rebuilt the engine of that truck you're driving, didn't get much from Billy for my troubles though. But I'm glad it's sold that way I wont have to drive that slow ass truck."

He said grinning, clearly having the same problem with the behemoth I was having.

"that problem will soon be solved when my Kawasaki Ninja arrives."

I said with a big smile on my face. "Wow that's cool Bella, I would love to get a bike too, what model and year is it? Jake asked.

"it's a 2009 zx6r, goes about 160 mph."

I answered and Jake was clearly impressed. Sarah excused herself saying she wanted to take a walk on the beach, she clearly wanted some alone time. When she was gone I asked Jake if he was interested in making some money, since I had brought a good chunk of change with me I suggested we could fix up cars and sell them, searching for cars we could make money on of course.

"I'd love to but I don't have any money to buy cars." Jake complained.

"Don't worry about that Jake I got the finances covered but my own skills are limited to taking cars apart and stealing them. I'm not that good at diagnosing and fixing them unless it's something obvious." I said.

It was clear we had a deal since Jake was very interested in working on cars and even more in the idea of making some money off of it, though I had noticed them both looking at me strangely when I mentioned being good at stealing cars. We spent the rest of the time catching up until I heard Charlie yelling from the house.

"Kids it's time for us to leave."

I said my goodbyes to Jake and Leah promising to be back really soon, they were the only good thing about living in Forks so far. Ran towards the house to tell Charlie.

"Sarah went for a walk on the beach, I'll go get her and she can ride shotgun with me."

Charlie had a hopeful look on his face, probably thinking this was progress between Sarah and me. He agreed with my idea provided I did it right away. I ran towards the beach and with my good eyesight had quickly found Sarah sitting on a large driftwood log.

"Hey short cake, Dad has gone home and wants us to head home too so you're gonna have to ride with me."

I said to her. When she turned her head it was clear she had been crying, in silence we walked towards the Behemoth, after we got in I started the engine, which fired up with it's usual thundering roar. Having clearly caught everyone's attention I waved goodbye to Jake and Leah and noticed Billy glaring at my from a window. I wondered what his problem was and felt my blood starting to boil again and I was shaking. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm me down enough to not go ask him what his problem was, I calmed down enough to be able to drive away. On the road back to forks I said to Sarah.

"You know you don't have to go through this alone, when you feel like it know that there's people here for you to talk to."

Sarah nodded, wiping away her tears. When we got home Sarah said good night to Charlie and Charlie in his social ineptitude didn't know what to do when he saw she was upset so he let her go to her room. I got a bottle of water from the kitchen and went to go upstairs as well.

"Hold on Bells, please tell me you didn't cause her to be upset?" Charlie asked.

"Dad she was upset when I found her on the beach!" I snapped at Charlie and went upstairs. In my room I changed into my old sweats and a baggy t shirt and was able to fall asleep once my temper settled.