Ok, people please do not go get you're pitchforks, because I have been really busy! School finally caught back up with me, and I was swamped. I have to get my classes for next year decided soon, and I have been majorly stressed! I am REALLY sorry for not posting this sooner. Oh! I finally got a beta! It is kuramasgal. Basically the best beta in the world. She did amazing with editing my other chapters, so I am going to repost them.

This chapter is dedicated to my wonderful beta, who said this story and my other one were actually good! I was amazed! haha.

That's when I heard Charlie's thoughts. His mind was not one I would want to be in. He had just put away someone he hated, and didn't care whether the person was guilty or not. I was disgusted he was nothing like Bella. I wondered how they got along as I ran home.

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B-POV:

I got in my truck and headed home, panicking that I wasn't going to be home in time to make Charlie his dinner. He was coming home early today. I had the nagging feeling that I was being watched the whole way. When I reached the house I ran in and started to frantically make dinner. I made chicken with pasta. He had liked it when I was a child, and I was hoping he would go easier on me if I made it. As I was finishing up I heard his car pulling up. Panicking even more, I plated in as fast as I could. The plates were on the table just as he came into the kitchen. I sighed. Made it! He seemed in a good mood, but I couldn't tell if this was good for me or bad. Pushing that thought away, I gave a horribly fake smile.

"Hey, Ch-dad!" I said. He glanced at me, but then turned away to sit at the table. This was a good sign. Maybe he would feel tired enough to go easy on me. I sat across from him, and picked up my fork.

"No." I paused as I heard him. Putting down the fork I stared at him.

"What?"

"No, today you aren't eating. Nor the rest of this week. It is punishment for last night's dinner that you ruined." I stared at him in disbelief. He had never done that before. I slowly stood up and backed away from the table.

"Ok, I guess I will go up to my room then." I replied, inching toward the doorway.

"No, you are going to sit back down and watch me eat. I need you to know if it is good or not." He growled. His evil smile was plastered all over his face. I was shocked. He expected me to sit there and watch him eat. All week. I wouldn't be able to eat at school either, as I knew he would check. I sat back down and waited for the yelling to come. It didn't he just sat and ate. Apparently he liked it, as the whole plate was finished in a matter of minutes. Then he pulled the full plate in front of me over and wolfed that down too. "Oh, and Bella? A friend of the family is coming to stay for a week. His dad had to go out of town, and he had nowhere else to go."

That was why he had changed the punishment. He couldn't beat me in front of someone else. I almost smiled at that thought. Just then I heard a car door slam, and someone walking up the walk. There was a knock on the door. Charlie looked at me, signaling for me to get it. I walked over and pulled the door open. There stood a boy about 14 years old. He smiled, and looked me over, much like Mike had. Before I had gotten over the shock at this, he spoke.

"Hey, you must be Bella, I'm Jacob Black. I remember when we used to play together. Haven't seen you in a long time." he said. I remembered that, it was back before we had run away. He had been fun to hang out with.

"Yeah, I'm Bella. Nice to see you again. It has been a long time." I replied. He looked at me weird for a moment before I realized that my voice was still scratchy. "Oh, I'm loosing my voice. Not the best idea to sing along with the radio at the top of you're voice!" He smiled. He wasn't very observant, unlike some others I had met... Then Charlie came into the room.

"Hey, Jake. How is Billy?" He asked. Jacob smiled.

"He's okay. Annoyed that he has to go to this therapy, but okay none the less." Jacob replied. I was confused, why would his dad go to therapy? He saw my confused face and answered my unasked question. "Oh, he was in a car wreck a few years ago, and they are trying out a new type of therapy on him." I got it now.

"Well, Jacob, are you hungry? I made some extra chicken if you want some." I offered. He seemed like a nice kid. I was wary, because him dad was friends with the evil Charlie, but he seemed genuine to me. He nodded enthusiastically and followed me to the kitchen. After he had eaten we talked for a bit about regular things. Nothing too personal, but it was still nice. I was free from Charlie's beatings for a week, even though I would be starving by the end of it. Jacob was nice. He was oblivious to anything wrong between me and Charlie, and I longed for him to notice why my voice was scratchy, and why I moved slowly. He didn't.

Apparently he would be going to the same school as me while he stayed. Charlie had already fixed it. When I went to bed that night I sighed in longing. I wouldn't admit to myself why I did it, though.

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I am again sorry for the long wait. Please review, it will motivate me to post more often. I got barely any reviews last time!