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A/N: WARNING! : THERE US SEXUAL ABUSE IN THIS CHAPTER! This chapter you will learn more Of Bella's Past. WARNING! There is Violence in this chapter.

Song For this chapter. Look it up.

(Song by: Christina Aguilera – I'm Ok)

Once upon a time there was a girl

In her early years she had to learn

How to grow up living in a war that she called home

Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm

Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face

Everytime my father's fist would put her in her place

Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room

Hoping it would be over soon

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same

And I still remember how you kept me so afraid

Strength is my mother for all the love she gave

Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

And I'm OK

I often wonder why I carry all this guilt

When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built

Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door

The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"

Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done

To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same

And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid

Strength is my mother for all the love she gave

Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

It's not so easy to forget

All the lines you left along her neck

When I was thrown against cold stairs

And every day I'm afraid to come home

In fear of what I might see there

Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same

And I still remember how you kept me so afraid

Strength is my mother for all the love she gave

Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

And I'm OK

I'm OK

BOV

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When I opened my car door a hand shot out and closed it before I could stop it. I didn't turn I could feel him right behind me.

His chest against my back, the tingly thing was back. Why the fuck do you still want him? He basically called you a whore. Are you dumb? My smarter side arugued with me. But the inner vixen in me wasn't going out without a fight.

Fuck what he thought. This man hasn't even touched you yet and you're fucking soaking wet. Fuck this man till he cant walk, show him the whore you can be. I shuddered and spoke through my teeth. " Get the Fuck away from me."

I said knowing that part of me wanted to say the exact opposite. I felt him come closer to me. " I don't understand what I did. If I came out with what I said rudely I apologize." I shook my head and let out a sarcastic

laugh "I don't think there's a polite way to call some one a whore." I said turning and looking at him. His eyes were the same bright green from earlier. He had a confused look on his face. "You asked me how much this night would cause.

Ring a fucking bell?" I asked looking down at my feet. What was his fucking problem? "I'm sorry I thought… Well I mean…Fuck."

He paused and then lifted my head up to look at his face. "I really fucked this up. Shit… Well the red head that went on stage before you. She pulled me aside and told me bluntly thought if I wanted to start anything with you, relationship or not it would cost me."

He stopped looking at my reaction. That fucking bitch! She said I was a fucking prostitute! Fucking ugly ass bitch! "I didn't no for sure to believe her.

That's why I asked you to see your reaction… I…Shit I didn't mean it to come out saying like you were a whore. I don't think you are." He said a smile on his lips. I looked into his eyes and all I saw was honestly. His eye's

seemed too sparkly and I swear I saw a future with this man. I wanted to have green eyed babies with him. He pressed his lips against me softly and the sparks went crazy I could feel that small kiss through out my whole body.

He pulled back before either one of us could deepen it. What just happened? Shit! I'm royally screwed. Fucking screwed.

"How do you know I'm not? After all if I was I would have picked good. You came into Twilight in a suit. Armani at that, your house is huge. You obviously have money, so if I was I would have done my job well." He stepped closer his nose was practically touching mine.

"I know your not. I know your wouldn't degrade your self like that. You're Beautiful." He said it was simple and short. "I'm a stripper I already degrade myself."

He shook his head "You're more than that. I can tell, there's more to you than that. I don't know what it is but… I want to know you."

I looked at his face. His bronze hair was everywhere on top of his hair sticking up in different directions but it worked for him. He had sex hair that I wanted to just run my hands through it and grip it tight.

His eye's, there were so green. There were so different. What are you doing? You can't trust him! It's all a trick; he's like all the same. Get the fuck out of there!

I shook my head and turned and opened my door again. His hand stopped the door again. "Please call me…" He paused waiting for my name as he handed me a business card.

I took it and slightly looked up at him. "Bella."

He smiled his breath taking smile. "Beautiful."

I looked back down and waited for his name as well. "Edward. Edward Cullen."

I looked up at his face. He looked as if he was deep in thought but peaceful at the same time. I smiled slightly and got into my car. I couldn't do it, I can't...I wasn't ready.

I pulled out of the drive way and drove. I t seemed to take a long time till I finally got to my apartment, I pulled into my parking lot, I stopped the car.

I slowly so very slowly unbuckled my seat belt and brought my knee's to my chest and I sobbed. I basically set out to seduce this man but when he wanted me, my fucking past held me back. Why couldn't it just be my past? You know why.

I cried harder as my body became so cold all over and I could almost feel there hands on my body. I tried to tell my self "I'm Ok… I'm okay."

But I couldn't even believe my own words. I couldn't trust myself. I felt the pain I felt then… I could hear my ear splitting screams of so long ago. They seemed to get louder and louder till it was quite so quite…

"I'm Okay."

"Baby Girl, are you ready for your birthday big girl?"

I looked at my mom and I smiled and nodded my head excitedly. She laughed "I can't believe my baby is going to be five. Where did the years go." I smiled and shrugged my shoulder's not really knowing what she meant.

That's when Pill came into the room. He instantly came to me and picked me up swinging me in his arms.

I didn't laugh though.

My body was tense as his hands were on my skin. He set me down and smiled at my mom Renee.

"How was work baby?" she asked truly interested.

He didn't look away from me "It was very long. I couldn't wait to get home. Time didn't move quickly enough for me."

She nodded her head and smiled. Obliviously happy her husband was counting down the hours to see her. Little did she know why he was really so eager to get home.

He then spoke to me "How was your day Isabella?" I tried my best to smile. But I knew it looked more like a grimace. "Fine, Phil." Was all I could say.

My mom jumped up from the couch. "Bella! You don't call him Phil, he is your father. You call him dad."

I shook my head "Charlie is my dad…not him." Renee was about to speak before Phil spoke up. "Renee, its okay… she can call me what she wants. It doesn't change how much I love her."

She smiled a big smile at him. Probably thinking how lucky she was to have him. And how rude I was. "I don't understand why you insist to still call Charlie your dad. He didn't want you."

She said before storming out of the living room and upstairs. Leaving Pill and I all alone. Alone.

As soon as her door shut his hands were on my small legs. "Isabella, you don't think I'm your dad?"

I didn't say anything I chose to keep my eye's on the coloring book I was coloring in.

He snatched it from me "Well then I'll just have to remind you who I am…don't you think." I still didn't speak I just looked at my hands as the tears began to full my hands.

He didn't say anything and I thought he was going to leave me alone till I felt his giant ruff dirty hand cup my lady part. Thats what mommy called it when I asked her one day. She said it was Private... So why was Phil touching mine? Fear hit me like a ton of bricks.

His hand gripped it ruffly putting presser on it that hurt.

I wanted to scream out for my mom...

But he had already told me what would happen if I ever did that. I then felt him lean down and lick my ear. The tears had already been spilling over but now a sob left my mouth.

"You're so ugly Isabella… No boy will like you ever. You're disgusting, you're lucky that I want to help you."

I still had my eyes looking at my hands my nails went into the skin on my hand. Waiting for it to end, praying it would turn into more. "You better not talk to any boys when you go to kindergarten. I will find out!"

Boys had cootie's. I had thought to myself. Why would I ever talk to them. I was only four years old, and I didn't know what to say back. I was terrified.

That's when I heard Renee's voice.

"What the hell! Phil get away from her!" she yelled coming near me. She tried to grab my hand and pull me away from him.

But fill jumped up and punched her straight in her face. She staggered back before falling to the ground. I heard her whimper and she grabbed her nose and mouth that were both bleeding.

Phil was coming back walking to me. Renee jumped on his back and started hitting him. I ran under the table and watched it all happen.

I screamed, I didn't know what I was saying though. I watched as Phil some how flipped her off of him she landed on her back… very hard.

I could hear her try to catch her breath. He began tohit her more and her face became so was everywhere.

"You want to be the hero? I'm going to let you save her all right, you can take her place."

He pulled her up by her arms.

She fought him to let her go. Screaming and yelling "LET ME GO! …PLEASE …Just let us go."

She said defeated but still fought.

Phil was a big guy so it didn't surprise me when he easily picked her up without struggling since she was trying her best to get out of his grasp. He carried her upstairs and I could hear the squeak of there bedroom door open. Then soon after I heard it slam shut.

I could hear a lot of banging and things being thrown. "PHILL PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS… PLEASE … PLEASEEEEE! "

Then all I could hear was her screams and Phil's voice laughing at her pleas and cries. I cried harder and hugged my knee's to my chest as I sat under the table.

I was only four years old but I knew what was happening to my mother.

I was too scared to move though. I was too scared to do anything.

Soon I could hear more foot steps and then more bumping before Phil ran back down stairs keys in hand as he walked to his car peacefully like nothing just happened.

When his car pulled off I shot from under the table and up the stairs. When I finally got to my mom's door I probably stood there for five minutes debating if I should go in or not, when I finally did I almost wished I didn't.

Everything was nocked over or broken.

I walked slowly to there bed an I cried harder.

There lay my mother she was naked.

There was scar's all over her body...like the ones on my lower body.

I instantly knew they were from Phil's blade. Bruises beginning to show on her body. Her body covered in blood. I slowly ever so slowly crawled on the bed and grabbed my moms face and leaned my ear to her mouth… She was breathing.

It was almost non existent but it was there. I ran to get a rash cloth and wet it with warm water. I cried even harder as I got the bucket from under the sink and filled it with warm water.

I went back into the room and I climbed on the bed.

I started to wipe the blood away from my mothers face. I could here her saying something so I bent my ear to her mouth.

"I'm sorry, baby girl. So sorry."

I nodded my head as I cried with her.

The strange thing is I was for once crying happy tears.

I was happy because, my mom was alive I was happy we were together. I was happy because Phil had forgotten about me. I was happy my mother wasn't mad at me. I was happy she didn't blame me for what had just happened to her. I was happy because I was still baby girl to my mom.

I was happy because I just didn't want to be sad…

A/N:

*Ducks behind door* Sorry for the ending of the chapter like that. But I got to leave some stuff for latter. ;] I'll see you guys next week. Thursday...if I get enough reviews then sooner. Until then REVIEW.