Why Me? That is the Question!
AN: I want to state that I do not own the characters in this story only the story line. If for any reason the story sounds like something you have seen or read I promise you that this is based off true life events in my life. Only the names and some of the information have been changed to protect those involved. The Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. Also please note that this story will contain rape and other adult themed ideas. This is not for anyone under 18. Please be kind this is my first fan fiction.
Bella just moved to Forks to live with Charlie part of the way through her senior year in high school. She was told that for English they had to write about some part of there life story and turn it in at the end of the school year for their final exam. What has she lived through that she will write about and who will be there to help her through all of this?
Bella's assignment will be in italic bold.
Oh, by the way my name is Isabella Swan. I prefer to go by Bella. I just moved to Forks, WA to live with my dad Charlie. I am sitting here trying to write this story for a school assignment but I don't know if I will turn it in. You know there are some things that teachers should never know about you. I have this feeling that I have to get my story out there before it's too late. Also this is my final exam for my English class so I want to get it right. We have all year to write it so we should all get great scores in my eyes. If you take our time and write the truth with true passion then there really should be no problem. With this story it will take me awhile to write it all out just because of the pain it will make me relive. Plus my life story is still going, right?
Why Me?
You know everyone has asked that question sometime in their life time. Well, I have been asking it everyday of my life since I was ten. I am not telling you my story for you to feel sorry for me or pity me. I want you to all learn how everything happens for a reason and we should expect it and except it.
I use to live in Phoenix, AZ with both my parents. Charlie and Renee. I don't know why for sure they split but I have a feeling it was because of what happened to me when I was ten. We lived in an ok area, but by no means the safest. Phoenix was not that bad back then like it is now but it was getting there. Both my parents worked. Charlie was at the police department. Renee was a insurance group. So I would be home alone which didn't bother me one bit. My school was just down the road so I would walk to and from school. I really didn't think twice about it.
Well one day I was walking home and five teenaged boys came up behind me right after I opened the front door. They pushed me into the house. Once inside, one locked the front door. The second one went around the house making sure everything else was locked and there was no one else home. The third one went to the phones and took them all off the hook. While the fourth and fifth ones pinned me to the wall. They told me if I screamed they would kill me.
Man why do I have to relive this time of my life? Why would I put my self through this again? I thought to myself. I was sitting at my small desk in my room that Charlie provided for me. I have tears running down my face and couldn't stop them. I know I have to pull myself together before Charlie gets home.
I ran into the bathroom washing my face trying to get the redness off my face and eyes. Once I was calm enough I walked down the stairs to start dinner. Charlie couldn't really cook so I told my self that I would make that part of my every day activities to help out while staying here. I really don't want to be here but since Renee moved on with her life it seemed I was holding her back.
Don't get me wrong I love my dad, but he still blames himself for what I have had to live through. Plus he feels bad that he could do nothing to have stopped. Renee would not let me have a life fearing that it would happen again so she would not have much of a life if I would have stayed. So I figured it was time for Charlie to see that I don't blame him and that he can still help protect me from the outside world.
Dinner was done right as Charlie walked in through the door. He could tell that I had been in tears, but didn't push me to open up about it. That was one thing I liked about living here. Charlie didn't ask me if I was ok every time he saw that I had been crying. Renee would push me to talk but I don't like having every thing out there like that. This essay is going to be hard enough. But I know that I need to get my story out there.
After a quiet dinner I finished the dishes and tried to make it back up the stairs. Except Charlie wanted to talk first.
"Bella, can you come here for a minute?"
"Sure Dad." I was not really wanting to talk but I know he had to get some thing off is chest.
"Bella, I know it has been hard on you having to move here part of the way through your senior year. But know if you need any thing you can ask me. I know I don't say much, but you can always come talk to me about any thing. I am here to listen and help if I can."
I didn't know what so say at first. Charlie hated talking about feelings but it was good to know he cares.
"Thanks Dad, I will keep that in mind."
"I love you Bells, I hate to see you going through this all alone."
"I love you to Dad."
I really did want him to know everything. I have a feeling I will have to tell him before I turn in my essay so he was not blindsided with all this information.
"Well Dad I am going to bed. Good night and again thank you for understanding."
With that I took a deep breath and climbed the stairs. I started to get ready for bed. The shower helped me clear my head a little knowing I was going to have to continue my story when I got back into my room.
I sat back down at my computer again to continue. After reading what I have gotten down so far and I continued to type.
Once they knew the house was locked and no one else was home did they make their true intention clear.
The ring leader of the group grabbed me around my arm so hard I knew I would have a bruise. Dragging me to my parents bed since it was a king size. He then told the other to grab one limb a piece. So I had a guy on each arm and leg holding me down on my parent's bed.
He then started to tear off all my clothes and didn't care if they could be used again. While doing this is asked me how old I was. I told ten. He started laughing with the others. He told me that they were going to treat me like the slut they knew I was because of how I was dressed. Also told me that if I was a good girl they wouldn't kill me, but I had to do what they told me to do.
By this point I am crying and fighting against all of them but when it is five on one and were at least five to seven years older then me what could I do. I was already starting to feel all of the bruise from them holding me down and they have just begun.
I agreed to be good and stop fighting them even though I didn't know what I was agreeing too. I just wanted them to go away and leave me alone. I told them I wouldn't tell anyone if they would just leave. I was begging them to just go and I would not tell anyone.
As soon as the leader started to undo his pants I knew then I was in real trouble. I tried to fight against the ones holding me down again but there was no use they were to strong.
He then grabbed me legs spreading them as far as he could get them to go. He pressed one finger inside of me to make sure I was ready for him. Of course you can't stop your body from responding. Once I was wet enough for him he slammed into me with no care to my body what so ever. I started to scream at the top of my lungs because of the pain that was ripping through my body. I was a virgin and I was so small compared to him. I felt like I was being ripped in two right up the middle of my body. One of them grabbed my panties and shoved it into my mouth for a gag. Once I couldn't scream any more he looked down at me with a smile. I didn't understand why he was smiling at me. He turned towards the other guys with the smile still in places while he pulled out of me. "Well I have made it into the gang guys." They all looked down to where he had just pulled out of me. There smeared across his penis was blood showing that he did in fact take my virginity. They were all smiling at me now.
Once it was proven with a quick picture he slammed bad into me over and over again. All I could think of was when would the pain stop and when would they just leave me alone. They had gotten what they wanted so why where they still there.
I don't know how long it took but of course they all had to have their turn. After the first guy finished I stopped fighting all together. There just was no point any more. I was asking God to just let them kill me so it would all me over with. I was still in pain when the last one finished, but I couldn't cry anymore there was nothing left in me. I just stopped caring all together. I would be lying to you if I told you that my body didn't react to what they had done to me. They found it entertaining that I was enjoying what was being done to me. Of course that was far from the truth.
The ring leader grabbed me off the bed and put me in the shower. He told me make sure I cleaned every part of my body so it couldn't be seen what was done. He stayed in there to make sure I did as I was told. Also to make sure I didn't make a run for it or called the cops. The others were in cleaning up my parent's bedroom so they didn't know what happened in there.
After all evidents of what happened was washed away they told me if I told anyone they would come back and do it all over again. Also they would kill my family. With that being said they left with out looking back.
Tears were running down my face after I finished typing this chapter out. I didn't try and stop them because I knew deep down that it was helping me heal. But again all I could think of was "why me?" Why did they pick me? How did they know I was going to be by myself? Still looking back on that day I still don't understand why they would do that to a child.
I knew I had to try and get some sleep so I wouldn't be a walking zombie tomorrow at school. I don't have any friends here and I really don't mind. I know that being the new girl would only draw attention but I don't want it. So I will try to blend in on my second day at Forks High.
AN: I promise the other characters will come into play. Also there is more to Bella's story. I don't have a beta so if you find an errors please let me know and I will fix them. Please review.