This is my life chapter 3
EPOV:
As soon as I stepped inside the biology honors room the bell rang. I stood next to Mr. Banner's desk, waiting for him to seat me.
"Okay everyone we will be having a new student join us, he and his family moved here from Alaska" He stated. "His name is Edward Cullen so please make him feel welcome".
As soon as he finished he lead me down the aisle and pointed to a desk in the back where I saw Bella from lunch sitting. I breathed in and I instantly tensed. Her blood smelled so good...I hoped he would take pity on me and move me somewhere else.
"There's an open seat right next to Miss Swan over there Mr. Cullen." Mr. Banner said.
He waited for me to sit before going to the front.
Fuck!
As soon as I sat next to her I moved my chair as far away as the desk would let me without looking suspicious. Bella blushed and put her hair as a barrier between us. Oh man her blood smelled so wonderful…I can just see her blood in my hands, her warm juicy blood…SNAP OUT OF IT! Don't let this girl release the monster in you.
The class finally ended and as soon as the bell rang I rushed out of the classroom.
I ran straight to my car and sat and pondered my mismatched thoughts. Alice soon came to join me after.
"Are you alright Edward?" She asked.
"NO I AM NOT FUCKING ALRIGHT! I almost killed an innocent girl because her blood smelled so good! How am I alright?!" I yelled at her.
"Edward just go hunting! I don't see you hurting her" Alice stated.
"Fine! Whatever." I took off to the woods to hunt. No way in hell am I going to let some teenage girl drive me away from my family.
BPOV:
"What'd you do to Cullen? I never seen him rush out of class that fast before" Mike (aka the golden retriever) stated. Great so this is not his normal behavior.
"Nothing I just sat there" I said.
"Well want to go to gym together?" Mike asked.
"Ah sure why not" I said.
Thankfully I didn't get to do anything in gym since it was our first day back. Thank God because I most likely would have killed everyone considering my lack of hand eye/ foot coordination. After everyone got changed, Mike sadly walked me to my car and tried to ask me out on a date a few more times (like he didn't ask enough times at lunch in front of everyone).
I got home and set my backpack in the kitchen and started my homework. Since it was the beginning of the school year I finished my homework quickly. I can't believe I got my whole schedule switched around just because I scored high on the finals last year (and a little help from Charlie). So thanks to that I am now in AP English Language and Composition, Biology Honors, Advanced Algebra and Trigonometry, AP U.S History, and considering my father's Spanish background. I am taking Advanced Spanish Literature…thank goodness I have some regular classes. Notice my sarcasm.
Then I started on dinner knowing Charlie would be furious if I didn't have dinner ready yet. I remember what happened last time:
Flashback
I was rushing to make dinner because after that I would rush to my room t hide from him.
SLAM!
Oh no!
"Bella! Why is my dinner not ready?! CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING FUCKING RIGHT?!" Charlie yelled at me.
"It's coming Charlie just wait a minute!" I yelled back. Bad idea.
I found myself on the ground the next second, with Charlie standing over me with a plate in his hand. He smashed the plate on my arm, making me cry out in pain. He began kicking me, leaving me to bleed heavily. I got up and drove to the hospital and got ten stitches on my arm and some blood because I had lost a lot when I kicked me and from the deep cut on my arm.
End flashback
Lesson learned there: always have dinner before Charlie comes home.
I was just putting his dinner on the dinner table when I heard the door open. I stood far away from the table so he wouldn't hit me.
"Oh good you learned your lesson and have dinner on the table. Good girl" He said. I grabbed some food and raced upstairs without looking suspicious, took a shower and went to bed. Thankfully he didn't bother me today.
"BELLA!" I heard Charlie yell.
Okay…I lied.
BillyPOV:
I sat back in my wheelchair and wondered how my brother was doing. I had not visited in a few months, I had my suspicions that things were tense at his household. My poor niece looked worse for wear.
I had feelings that he might be hurting her, he always had a temper and never learned to control it.
Our parents always catered to him, he was the baby of the family and so of course he was the favorite. Even though he had a temper and anger issues, he loved his wife something fierce. She made him a better person, he never had tantrums when she was around, she made him so happy that when he lost her to childbirth he was devastated. He was a changed man afterwards.
While we got along as the years came by and we both had families, he never got over her death, and I had a feeling that he would take his anger out on his child. Poor Bella never did anything, it wasn't her fault that Renee bleed out. She couldn't do anything about it as a newborn baby.
My dear Sarah practically raised her as a child growing up, and when my Sarah passed Charlie became more involved in my life, thinking I would see his views on life after our wives deaths.
When he saw that we had opposing views he tried distancing himself from me and my kids. It got worse once I tried to call social services on his ass when I suspected he was abusing his kids. Bella didn't say anything, and his word was given more weight because of his status in town.
I vow to myself to one day get Bella out of that town. She is like another child to me, having helped raise her from the time she was a baby.
I need to help her, I will help her.