I stepped into the door after my fifteen minute walk home. I decided to just start some homework instead of cook an early dinner. I ran upstairs to my childhood-like room and turned on the lamp. I sat on the floor and started on Trig homework which was as easy as pie. I sighed and went to English homework which was to write a paper on Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. I looked at my alarm clock to see it was four thirty. I decided to start my history homework before I even went downstairs. I finished that an hour later and heard Charlie pull into the driveway very slowly, is he expecting something? I pushed that thought aside and went to the door to great him. As soon as he walked in the door his smile turned into a frown and looked at me, "Why don't I smell food?" He said this in a harsh tone and I couldn't help but feel the chill coming off of his voice.

"Dad, I didn't know I had to make dinner." I emphasized had and looked at him with a look that matched his tone. I suddenly was lifted off the floor by my neck, chocking for air.

"Now listen here Bella. I want dinner and I want it now. I do not tolerate this attitude that you are putting on." He paused and took a deep breath. Then the worst thing that could happen did. Charlie threw me into the wall and I slammed my head pretty hard against it making a tiny dent, this only aggravated Charlie farther. He looked at me as though I was the worse thing living on this planet. What did I do? I haven't even said anything besides that one sentence to him. What happened to the Charlie at the airport ready to protect me whenever I needed it? "LOOK AT ME BELLA!" I hadn't realized it, but I was back in his chokehold that was evil. "I DO NOT WANT YOU DOWNSTAIRS UNLESS YOU ARE GOING TO SCHOOL OR COMING HOME FROM SCHOOL AND MAKING ME DINNER! YOU SHALL NOT EAT WHILE YOU ARE HERE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" I looked at him like he was a monster and tried to nod which he allowed. "Now my sweet Bella, get to your room before you break your promise. I don't want to see you for the rest of the night. Do you understand?"

I nodded meekly and ran for the stairs only to trip on thin air. I was bleeding, but he didn't care. He starred at me in disbelief that I wasn't following his orders and I muttered a sorry before I stumbled up the stairs. Mom, what fate have you put me to? Oh and have fun with Phil getting married. I won't be having fun anymore it looks like. The great part is that I'm only a junior in high school so I have to go through this torture every night it seems like. Thanks. I let out a silent chuckle and was in my room in nearly seconds. I went to my old computer and turned it on while I was going to do my biology homework. I can't believe that he just abused me. No one, and I mean no one, can know about this one incident. "What if it happens again Bella? You won't be left to run anymore if it does," the voice in the back of my head was saying. "Why should I listen to you? Last time that you told me what to do, I ended up losing my mom to Phil! And now I am not happy!" I screamed this back to the voice in the back of my head. That silenced it as a memory started to make its' self presentable.

**Flashback**

I was sitting at home while reading a book that I didn't know the title of. I was wondering what time it was and looked up to see. Instead of seeing the time I saw a blank wall, this really upset me. "Mom, why is there no clock on the wall?" I yelled in a questioning voice.

"Oh honey, you know why." She said sweetly.

"No mother, I do not know why. Will you please explain it to me?" anger rang throughout my entire voice, and she looked what was it, sympathy?

"Honey, I told you already didn't I?" She sat there thinking about wither she had told me this something or not. "Oh! I guess that I forgot to tell you. I'm getting married to Phil and then we are moving to Florida! Isn't it absolutely wonderful?!" She said this with caution for what may come from me, and she was right to do so.

I was about to scream back to her when she looked into my eyes with an emotion that I haven't seen since…since…looking at pictures before I was born with her and Charlie. I sighed a quite huge one and looked at her eyes again. "Well if it's what you want mom, I can't stop you. Do I have to move to Florida though? Maybe I could stay here for a year or so then I will technically be eighteen and be a legal adult and could live on my own."

She looked like she was happy, but thinking about the last part of my request. "No honey, we are moving and it IS final. You can move with your father if you want." I paused. Wasn't he supposed to be dead? I thought he didn't love us anymore. How could he have left me, all alone?

"That sounds good mom. I haven't talked or heard from him since…well since you and I were still living in Forks." I said this with too much enthusiasm for her tastes. I looked at her and she just nodded her head and muttered something unintelligible under her breath and took the phone from the living room to the kitchen. I sat there awaiting an answer and she came with a smile on her face although it did not reach her eyes at all in the moment of happiness. She nodded her head and I ran to her so then she could cry on my shoulder. I was really going to miss her.

**End of Flashback**

I popped back into reality when I heard a knock on my door and a raging Charlie, "ISABELLA MARIE SWAN! YOU BETTER OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT. NOW." I took a deep breath and headed to my doom, when I thought the world was getting better…it only got worse. I opened the door as fast as I could so then I wouldn't upset him. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?! I HAVE BEEN YELLING FOR FIVE MINUTES STRAIGHT FOR YOU TO GET DOWNSTAIRS AND THEN I HEAR YOU JUST WHISPERING "I MISS HER SO MUCH." AND I SEE YOU DAYDREAMING!" He slammed me up against my wall and seemed pretty angry by the looks of it. I really wasn't paying attention to reality when I thought I heard my name. "I WANT YOU TO NOT THINK OF ANYTHING HAPPY FROM NOW ON, DO YOU HEAR ME?! I AM YOUR FATHER AND YOU DO WHAT I SAY IS RIGHT! YOU BEING MISSERABLE IS THE RIGHT THING FOR YOU! YOU AND YOUR MOTHER MADE ME SO SICK AND I JUST OVER CAME IT WHEN YOU DECIDED THAT YOU WANT TO LIVE WITH YOUR PRECIOUS FATHER! WELL LISTEN HERE, YOU ARE GOING TO GO THROUGH ALL THE PAIN THAT I WENT THROUGH AND YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE PHYSICAL PAIN! YOU GO TO BED NOW AND NO ARGUMENTS!" he finally let me go and I slid underneath him to my bed and he smiled, "Good night honey, have horrible dreams!" and with that he shut the door so then I could sleep.

What the hell just happened? All I want to do is defend myself, but of course no, I decide to wimp out and listen to his commands. This is going to end badly, I can already see it. I know that you may be able to defend yourself when you are in danger, but what if there was danger everywhere around you. No one you could trust and everyone just loved the person causing the most pain? This spun in my head what seemed for only minutes, but was hours and hours. Black will help; it always had when I was in the worst situations. Eventually it got to overwhelming to handle and I slipped into the peaceful unconsciousness.