Hello again! Yeah, All nighter, So.. I am still writing. moving forward, You all want to know why you can smell whiskey, right right? Sorry for the mean cliff hanger! oki! You won't even really have to wait for it! R&R

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Chapter 3

BPOV

I stepped into my house, and was greeted with the smell of whiskey. Immediately, I looked around for the source, hoping to whoever the hell might be up there that my Charlie hadn't already given up on quitting.

I walked in as quietly as I could, and suddenly, felt myself pushed against the wall, Charlie pinning me there by my shoulders.

"You're dripping water all over my goddamned floor you little bitch!" He slurred. His breathe was heavy with the smell of alcohal, and I felt myself cringe, and start to shake a little. I should have known he wouldn't last. He never did the last few times he said he quit. He always just ended up drinking again, and being even worse after.

"Charlie, you promised you wouldn't drink anymore!" I said, trying to suppress the tears of betrayal threatening to escape my eyes.

"Bullshit. This is my house, I make the goddamned money, so I can do whatever the hell I fucking want. It aint your place to tell me what to do!" He said before he shoved his fist into my ribs so hard that my already fragile bones cracked a little, and I started seeing stars, my breathe taken away. I would have slumped to the floor if he hadn't still had me pinned to the wall with his other hand.

Before I could recover from that blow, he let me drop to the ground, and kicked me again in the rib. and again, and again. I started coughing, whimpering in pain. I knew if I stayed quiet though, than this would pass faster.

"What are you whimpering about girl! You know you deserve this! Its your fault I'm drinkin' in the first place! You killed your mother, and our little girl!" He said before placing another, much harder kick to my ribs, that almost made me pass out. I felt my vision going in and out as i gasped, trying to take in air.

"I'm sorry... I..." I said, traitorous tears escaping my eyes.

"How DARE you apologize? You don't have the RIGHT to apologize! You should be the one dead!" He said as he picked me up, just to throw me into our brand new end table. I landed against the new lamp, and it shattered against me, slicing the back of my neck, and my cheek. I tried to get up, but he hit me once more, and I felt myself collapse, as my head hit the coffee table. Everything went black after that.

I woke up, I dont even know how many hours later. My head was throbbing, and I could barely move it hurt so much. Charlie was obviously upstairs snoring by now. I slowly tried to get up, but got lightheaded, and almost fell back down. I braced myself against the wall and slowly started making my way back upstairs. I went into the bathroom and took a shower, hoping to soothe some of the injuries. When I took off my clothes, I looked in the mirror, my bones jutting out from my skin from how thin I was. Some of my ribs looked broken, and almost my entire abdomin was black and blue. There were some areas where the skin broke, and my lip was bloody. So was the back of my neck. I sighed, and went into the shower, cringing at first, but knowing it would atleast relax my muscles.

How stupid could I be? How could I actually believe he would stop this time, just because we had a change of scenery? But then again, he was right. I deserved this. I deserved everything he had to dish out and more.

As I finished, I gingerly put on baggy t-shirt and very slowly made my way to my room where I gently laid down on my bed, and waited for sleep to claim me.

"Mom! Mom!" I screamed as I gagged on smoke. I couldn't see her, but I could hear her scream. I heard the baby cry, and then neither one of them made a sound again.

I searched frantically for them, I Could feel the flames licking at my skin, burning away at my flesh for my sins, and suffocating me. Then I found them...

I woke up screaming, as I usually did, only an hour after I fell asleep. I sat there panting. I started coughing from the pain it caused me. Tears were running down my eyes from the dream. I knew at this point I wouldn't be able to sleep again, so I slowly started on my homework. When that ran out, I started writing for the rest of the night, until it was time for me to get up for school. This was my usual routine.

When I got up, I get dressed in another baggy t-shirt and my hoodie, and put my hair down to hide neck. I put on some make up to hide the bruising on my face, and very carefully walked downstairs. I made sure to be out the door this morning before charlie would be awake, even though it would make me a good hour early to school.

It was raining again, suprise suprise. Although today it was freezing, it couldn't have been more than 35 degrees out. by the time I got to the school, and realized it was still locked up, I was shaking so hard I could barely stand. I slowly sat down at one of the tables outside, and curled up, hissing in pain, and coughing, my breathing comming in a bit ragged for a moment. Damn... Charlie did a good job this time.

People started showing up awhile later. Jessica, Lauren, and Tanya approached me soon after.

"So, like.. you think its FUNNY to attack people with tennis rackets? Better watch your back, Swan. I will make your life a living HELL. You should have kept a good thing when you had it" Jessica said, placing her hands on her hips.

"Please. I don't know about you, but my loser radar went off upon arrival with this leper." Lauren added, popping on her bubblegum.

"Oh.. And I saw you eyeing Eddy. Keep away, you wouldn't want to infect him, would you? Besides, hes SO mine." Tanya said, and grinned. The three of them walked off, but not before "Accidentally" knocking my books off the table into the mud.

I glared after them, but didn't say anything. I just didn't have the strength today. second day of school, and I was already begging to be put out my misery. When the bell rang, I slowly made my way to my classes. I made it through my first several periods with little more problems then snide remarks from the three bitches. They would occassionally trip me in the halls, but other than the fact that due to certain circumstances, it hurt like hell, it didn't bother me TOO much.. nothing I wasn't used to. Different school, same bitches.

By lunch, I decided there was absolutely no way in hell I was going to the cafeteria. Its not like I was going to be eating anyway. I made my way to the back of the school, and went out the back door. I leaned against the wall, and carefully slid down, wincing onto the ground, and started searching frantically in my bag for my something, anything to take away the pain, if not for a little while.

"What are you doing out here?" Said an annoyed, yet pure velvet voice. I looked up, and It was Edward standing there, staring, no GLARING at me. I started crumbling. I hadn't even done a damned thing to him, and he felt the need to be the biggest asshole in the world to me? with everything else, I snapped.

"What the hell is your problem? I haven't said two words to you. I Don't think theres any way I could have done anything to offend you, unless you can see into the future! What have I done to deserve this from you too?" I said, then I stood up, but winced, my head swimming, my vision going out of focus. I managed to get ahold of myself, and braced myself against the wall, and acted like nothing just happenned "So?"

He was still staring at me, but with a mixture of shock, and a very slight look of concern. Almost immediately it went back to a cold glare. "I don't have to explain myself to you. I dont like girls like you and Tanya and her gang." he said, taking a drag off his cigarette, before tossing it aside, and starting to go inside.

"Get over yourself. I have nothing to do with them. and its none of your business anyway." I said. I didn't know why his actions and words effected me so much, but I could feel the hot tears starting to form in my eyes.

He turned around, and looked like he was going to retort, when I stood up straight to turn around, I didnt want him to see my tears. But I moved too fast, and suddenly the world started swimming around me again, and whatever he was saying got fuzzy.

Then the blackness engulfed me.