A/N: I'm not Stephenie Meyer, or anyone else but Hannah for that matter.

"You're not wearing that." Jacob practically spat at me after I appeared in the doorway with my V-neck sweater Alice had bought for me on our most recent shopping trip that are becoming few and far between.

"Why not? It's perfectly fine." I stood up to him, which shocked me.

"I don't want other guys too see that much of you, Bella." He said my name to condescend me. I hated when he did that. I hate almost everything he does now.

It's been about two and a half months since that night he asked me to be his girlfriend. The first three weeks were pure bliss. We didn't have a care in the world besides each other.

Then he started getting jealous, first when I was telling him stories about how Tyler hit on me. Which I convinced myself was understandable.

Then all of a sudden he didn't want me to hang out with Alice anymore, because she was single, and taken girls shouldn't be hanging out with single girls because all they did was hunt for boys.

Then I wasn't allowed to talk to Emmett, who has been like a big brother to me. If he knew how Jacob treated me when we were alone, he would lay him out in less than a minute, which is exactly why I can't tell him.

I've tried to break up with Jake a few times. Each time he goes running to Billy, who runs to Charlie, and I can't tell my dad the real reason why I don't want to be with Jake anymore. That would only cause conflict between him and Billy, and I would never do that to my father, no matter what I have to endure.

"Bella." He repeated again. "Change your clothes." He demanded with a scowl. "Fine." I sighed and went back upstairs, a few stray tears going down my cheeks.

I didn't want to go out with Jacob today. I never wanted to go out with him. He was mean and treated me like I was a piece of meat. He couldn't be alone with me for half an hour without trying to get me to have sex with him.

"If you love me, you will do it, Bella." He'd say, or

"You're just so beautiful, I can't help myself, Bella." Or

"We're going to be together forever anyway, Bella. It's not that big of a deal, Bella."

Bella. Bella. Bella. I can't STAND how he does that. We can't be together forever. I won't let that happen. I keep telling myself that I just have to make it until I graduate, then I can go off to college some place where idiot Jacob would never get in.

I put on a T-shirt that made me look like a twelve-year-old boy. Surely he can't have a problem with this I thought. I looked in the mirror. There was make up, streaming down my face. I quickly washed up and headed back downstairs.

I went back downstairs. "That's much better. You don't look like you're going to be trying to get with every guy at the beach." Jacob stated his opinion, like I need it.

"I'm not going to get with any guy for a long time." I said simply, he knew what I meant. "You'll come around, Bella." He did that name thing again. I ignored him, and let myself into his Volkswagon. He never held the door for me anymore.

We sat in silence that was no longer comfortable all the way to La Push Beach. He just drove the whole way there with his hand on my upper thigh, making me mentally wince.

We finally arrived at the beach where we were greeted by Quil and Embry, or tweedle-dumb, and tweedle-dumbass as I called them behind their back. The nodded at Jacob as if they were gangsters, completely ignoring my presence.

We made our way over to the bonfire where Sam Uley, the ring-leader of Jacob's group stood tall and proud. He walked over to Jacob, and started Talking to him while I zoned out.

I looked up through the smoke, and caught a glimpse of a few stars. They looked different through the smoke. Like they changed. I thought about what Jacob had said about the stars on our first date.

I smiled to myself as I remembered when Jacob was Jake, and wasn't mean to me, and didn't tell me what to wear or try to keep me from my best friend.

After a few hours everyone was drinking heavily, with the exception of me, of course. Jacob said it was time to go home, and I told him I wanted to drive.

"You think that I would actually let a woman drive me in my own car?" He scoffed a little too loudly getting a chorus of "you tell her!" and "ouch!" from the guys back by the fire.

"Jacob, stop yelling you're embarrassing me! You're drunk and you shouldn't be driving!" I yelled back with tears, yet again, streaming down my face.

He grabbed my arm a little too harshly, and put me in the car. Now he opens the door.

"Are you seriously crying over this?" He asked with shame thick in his voice. "I don't know about you sometimes, Bella. You are so emotional. You get so upset over things that really aren't that big of a deal. STOP CRYING!" He shouted, making me sob even worse.

We made it back to my house in one piece, and the cruiser was gone. Of course my Dad had to be gone on the night that I didn't want to be with Jacob the most.

"Good we're alone." He slurred the exact opposite of what I was thinking. We went inside the house and he practically dragged me upstairs.

Once we were in my room he started kissing me forcefully. I hated it when Jacob was drunk. I tried to push him off and he just trailed his kissed down to my neck. "Jacob! Get off of me!" I shrieked as he stuck his hand up my shirt.

"What is wrong with you Bella! You never want to do anything with me! We have been together almost three months and I haven't gotten anything from you!" He screamed in my face with his alcohol tainted breath.

I tried to walk away and he grabbed my arm whipping me around. "Jake! Let go! You're hurting me!" I screamed at him sobbing uncontrollably.

"No! I'm not letting go of you until you tell me why you don't want to sleep with me!" He screamed back.

My sadness suddenly turned to anger and with unprecedented confidence I spat back. "Do you really want to know why I don't want to sleep with you, Jacob?! I can't stand you! You talk down to me, you tell me what to wear, you tell me who I can see, and when I can see them! The only reason I even go out with you anymore is because I don't want to make my dad feel bad!"

And just as I was beginning to feel good about my newfound strength, a large hand came and smacked me across the face. I couldn't believe he actually just hit me.

"You ungrateful bitch! I take you out, and let you tag along with all of my friends and you can't stand me?" He pushed me against the wall making the only picture I had of my mom and me fall to the ground.

Then he left. He just….turned around and left. I slid to the ground holding my knees to my chest. Crying hysterically. Jacob was mean to me all the time, but I never thought he'd lay a hand on my. My face stung, and my back ached.

I grabbed my phone and dialed Alice's number. It rang five times

Hey guys! This is Alice I'm probably shopping! I'll call you back if I like you MUAH!

I threw the phone to the ground and continued to cry. I looked at the clock, it was only 5. I decided I would go sit on my roof to get some fresh air, maybe the cold would make my cheek feel better.

I had barely gotten on the roof when I noticed something. A U-Haul was across the street moving in the very large, very vacant house right next to the woods. That house had been vacant for at least five years, I knew that because it was the only house we shared a mailbox with.

I saw four people moving in their belongings. Two teenage boys, a man, and a woman. The man and one of the young boys had blonde hair. The blonde boy was very tall and lanky. The woman had light brown hair, and was dressed nicely. The other young boy stood a good ten feet away from everyone else, looking somber, from what I could tell. He had reddish hair, there was just something about him.

The cruiser pulled up, so I went inside and washed up.

I met my Dad downstairs. "Honey, what did you do to yourself this time?" He asked as I remembered that I had a huge bruise across my face.

"Oh, you know me, Dad. I fell at the beach." I looked away hoping he wouldn't catch my lie.

"Be more careful next time, Bella. Did you see the new people moving in across the street?" He said curiously.

"Yeah I did." I answered shortly.

"Maybe you should make them something, you know….welcome them to the neighborhood." He suggested.

"Sure." I said. Too emotionally exhausted to say anything else.

That night I went to bed with nothing but thoughts of anger, and that boy from across the street.

A/N: I know I said I'd get to chap 5 by today but my mom took me to dinner. Next chapter is All Edward! YES! So a little bit of drama in this one, finally. Well. Thank you to: Litnerd, near to you, and blackmoonlight606 for their reviews! You guys rock.