~One Year Later~
Beep Beep Beep
It's 5 am. Groaning, I roll over to turn off my alarm clock only to have a sharp pain run up my arm to my shoulder. Just a reminder of the beating that Charlie gave me last night for not having his laundry finished and put away in time. As I get up out of bed I feel the distinct throb of bruised ribs on my right side, well at least they are not broken this time. I gingerly, but swiftly get dressed for the day. Its the first day of school, I'm a Junior now. I decide to wear a pair of smoky gray leggings with a midnight blue long sleeve shirt that covers all of my bruises. I take a quick look out the window to make sure that Charlie is already gone for the day before throwing on my over sized black hoodie and heading down stairs.
I'm starving, but there is nothing I can do about it. Charlie has put locks on all the kitchen cupboards and the refrigerator. His newest and favorite form of punishment/torcher is depriving me of food. I mean its not like he ever lets me get much food to begin with, I know that I'm too skinny; unhealthy skinny, my bones even protrude against my skin in places (hence the reason for the over sized hoodie sweater). When he does let me eat I usually will hide some of it away for times like these, but this is the longest he has ever kept food from me; its been a week, and all of my hidden reserves are gone.
Sighing, I grab by backpack and head out the door off to school. I was able to buy an old beaten up truck off of Charlie's friend Billy with some of the money left from my mom's estate, so at least I don't have to walk the 10 miles to school. As I slowly make my way to school I remember back to my first day at Forks High.
~Flashback~
We pulled up to the front of Forks High in Charlie's police cruiser, I was about to get out but Charlie stopped me and says "You are to came home strait after school and start your chores, got it? And if anyone asks about the bruises on your arm, its from the accident. You tell anyone different and your life will be even worse than it is now. Now get out" Charlie had grabbed my by my good arm last night and had thrown my into a wall; for not getting dinner to him in time, leaving me with a fresh set of bruises and making my left shoulder even more sore than it already was. Getting out of the car, I head to what looks like the office to get my new schedule and any other paperwork I need. I can see the pity in the eyes of the Secretary at the front desk when she sees the cast on my arm. In a town as small as Forks everyone probably already knows who I am already and all about the accident, if only she knew the truth behind most of the bruises. By the time I exit the office there are many more students have arrived, all of them staring at me. I do my best to ignore them and follow the map to my first class of the day. The day passes slowly. A few people have said hi to me, but the majority would rather just stair and whisper comments that they think I can not hear.
After lunch I was making my way to gym when I felt a hand grab my arm where the new bruises are and yank me into a dark, empty room. I try to scream, but my mouth is suddenly covered by another pair of lips. It is a wet, sloppy kiss and whoever those lips belong to has horrible breath. Struggling the whole time, I am finally able to push them away from me to and I see that it is this guy from my first period class. I think his name is Mike. Wiping his saliva off my face I say "What the HELL? What did you do that for? I don't even know you" To that, he just smiles and comes at me again. But this time I am ready for him and I throw my knee up. Unfortunately I missed my mark and just pissed him off. Mike shoved my back against the wall; the back of my head hitting it pretty hard, before striding back out the door. Once he was out in the hall I could hear a large group of other students out there and Mike bragging that we just made out. I just slid down to the floor and began to cry. Great, now everyone will think I'm some sort of slut. My life was a living hell.
I waited until after the bell rang and the hall was empty before gathering myself up and heading to gym. I gave my gym teacher the excuse of getting lost when she asked why I was late and she was fine with that. Luckily, she let me set today out because it was my first day. Once gym was over I headed back into the locker room to get my backpack, only to be cornered by a group of girls. "Listen you slut, Mike is MINE, if I catch you even looking at him you will regret it." One of the girls said. Before I could say anything in my own defense, another girl spoke up "And that goes the same for Tyler. Keep your slutty hands off of him" Another girl shouted out "And Eric too, you freak" At that the other girls started chanting "Freak...Freak...Freak...Freak" Pushing past them as they continued to call me a freak I grab my stuff and run out of the locker room. Thankfully gym had been my last class of the day and I hurried away from what I had hoped would have been my sanctuary in this hellish town, but now its no better that Charlie's house.
~End Flashback~
Shaking off the horrid memories of that day, and every horrible day since then I pull into the parking lot at school. I am just about to pull into my normal spot in the back when I realize that there is another car parked there. A shiny new looking silver Volvo with and equally new looking, but massively large silver jeep parked on the other side of it. There must be some new students. Great, a fresh group of people to make my life a living hell. Shaking that idea off, I quickly park a few spots down and get out of my truck.
I look at my watch and see that I am almost running late and by now most of the students are already in their classes; which is fine with me, less people in the halls to bully me. I make it to my locker and start pulling out my books only to be shoved against the locker from behind. With a yelp my leg gives out from when Charlie kicked me in the knee a few days ago and I fall to the ground, spilling out the contents of my backpack all over the hall. My attacker this morning; some random person I don't even know, just says "Freak" as they continue down the hall. Sitting there on the ground I try to hold back the tears, but with a sob they come spilling down my face and I just hid my head deep in the hoodie of my sweater.
Just as I start to try and regain control a high, bell like voice says "OMG are you ok? Are you hurt? Why did that girl just shove you like that? Here let me help you" Who ever it was spoke so fast I almost missed what she said. I look up to see a pair of golden eyes on the face of a small pixy looking girl. She gasps when I look up at her and there seems to be a spark of recognition in her eyes, but I have never met her before.
I know the chapters are short, sorry. The next chapter will bring the Cullens into the story and give a fuller picture of what is going on and what the future will hold.
