When it finally came around time that school was out I got up and left the library. When I got out there I saw the people that I had to cook for later.
Doctor Carl isle's kids all got out of a giant jeep and walked up to the library in a group laughter.
The biggest one looked at me,and his eyes grew wide with shock. I took my gaze away easily and walked away to my car. I looked up at them when I got into my car.
The rest of them were inside already,but the big one...he was standing there. Staring at me. I avoided looking at him and then started my car and drove away. Without even one look back.
I got home the normal time I would get there as if I was coming home from school. My father wasn't there. Thank god.
When I got inside I found a note with my name on it. In his ugly handwriting.
-Rosalie
Start making dinner,now. I'm going to be gone until it's time for the Cullens to come over. I'm picking them up and going to bring them in my car. I want dinner on the table and you upstairs in your room before I get home. Do that for me. Okay? -Dad
I crumpled the note in my fist. Anger bubbled inside me until I finally burst. I screamed and swiped my hand along the table. A vase and several other things crashed to the floor,and the vase broke.
Then the door opened,and I heard a growl of anger. I turned to see my father. His fist made contact with my right cheek seconds after I turned around.
I fell back against the wall. He tackled me and punched me in my stomach,again and again.
I screamed at the top of my lungs,but he covered my mouth and then punched my teeth.
The taste of blood came into my mouth. I had bitten my tongue. I opened my eyes and ignored the pain and I dragged my nails along his face.
I scored 3 long cuts along his face. They started to ooze blood immediatley. He screamed at me and punched me in the face again,then threw me on the stairs.
Tears mixed with my blood and flowed down my face. "Go to your room. Bitch!"he yelled.
I held back sobs and got up silently and ran upstairs to my room. When I got int my room the sobs broke loose.
Pain bloomed in all the spots were he had hit me. I sobbed harder when blood stung in the cuts.
I took out a small towel that I kept in my room to clean off blood and started to wipe away the blood.
By the time I was done I heard the door open and close. He must be going to pick them up now.
I smelled lasangna coming up from down stairs. I growled and went down stairs.
He had cleaned every single piece of glass and put the phone back on the table. I went into the kitchen. Eight places were set at the table and the lasangna was still in the oven.
Tears leaked from my eyes and fell down my face. I wiped them away and went to take a shower.
When I got out of the shower I heard the door open and voice drift into the house. I walked quietly into my room and closed the door silently.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Thank god I had dried my hair and gotten dressed.
My father opened the door and came in. The scratches along his face still glistened with blood,and an angered look came upon his face.
"No listen here Rosalie. If you make any noise,or come downstairs. Your going to be in so much trouble you're going to regret ever being born."he threatened.
"I already do. Every minute,I loathe my existence here. And every breath you take,I get more anxious for the day that you'll die and go to hell."I snarled.
He smiled an evil smile then smacked me across the face. My cheek stung. But I smiled a bold smile. "That's all you got. A little bitch slap?"
His face turned a tomato red and he drew back his fist again and it made contact with me stomach. I yelled in pain and fell back against the wall of my bedroom.
"Mitchell? You alright?!" yelled a voice downstairs. My father stiffened and then left the room,and slammed the door behind him.
I was left crumpled on the floor and gasping for air. My stomach ached from the impact of his fist. That's going to bruise soon.
My hate bubbled more than ever. I forgot my pain and got up my feet. And then I surged out of my room. I stomped down the stairs and ran out the door,slamming it behind me.
I heard my father's yell of anger behind me. I ran to my car and drove away as fast as I could.
"I'm never going back! Never!"I yelled.
I just kept driving,not stopping or slowing down. I couldn't go back there. I'd be dead right now if he caught me. No matter how much I wanted to die,I'm not joining my dead mother just yet.
I'm not going to let him outlive me. Either he dies or I die. And it's definatley going to be him.
He raped me over and over again,beat me until I bled,or until I fell unconcious.
I stopped at the park,night had fallen already. Snow was blowing gently through the air to the earth,giving the world a seemingly peaceful look. But the world was not peaceful,far from. At least my world anyways.
I shivered as the wind blew against my bare skin. I blew air into my hands trying to warm them. But it was useless. I reached into my pocket and found something.
I drew out my hand,holding a handful of dollar bills. Then I remembered. I had stuffed some money into my pocket...so I could leave today. I looked down at it. There was over 150 dollars there. 3 fifties.
I sighed and stuffed them back into my pocket. I'm not going to spend it now. I'm going to save it. I've been saving it ever sense my mother was murdered.
The memory of my mother's dead cold body lying in the creek came into my mind. Tears fell from my eyes. I fell to my knees in the snow and started to sob.
All the feelings that I've been feeling for the past few years all came crashing down on me. My sobs grew stronger and as I cried I started to shake with fear. The fear that I felt when my mother was killed,the fear that I felt every time he touched me,and the fear that my life would soon be over.
All the sadness from the past now caught up with me and rocked me to the very core as I sobbed louder and harder. My tears fell into the snow,only to disapper as quickly as the fell.
My head rang with pain. I tried to control my sobs,but they broke loose from me and turned into screams and wails.
I got up from my knees and walked over to the swings. I sat down and stopped sobbing after a few minutes. I took in a rasping breath and watched the snow fall absentmindedly.
I heard the purr of a snowmoblie again. It sounded the same as before,and coming from the direction. I turned to see. Only one came bursting out of the woods this time. And I recognized the person on it immediatley.
It was the son of Doctor Carlisle. He stopped the snowmobile a few feet away from the swings and got off it. He was bigger than he looked from far away.
I looked away and just sat there as I had been a few minutes ago.
I heard his footsteps coming closer,the snow crunched as he walked across it.
I turned to look at him again,he was now standing a little ways away from me. He took off his helmet and revealed his face.
AN~
Hey!! this is the second chapter!! yay!! I loved writing it!!! lol. I'm going to start chapter 3 now!!!