Chapter 2 (Back with Charlie)

REVISED AUTHORS NOTE:

Hi everyone. I wanted to let you know that when a chapter is revised, it will have a (R) symbol put in front of the chapter title so that you can keep track of what has been revised and what hasn't.

Also, the new author's notes will be in BOLD while the old author's notes from when I first posted the story will be in ITALICS. I'm doing this because I want to remove as little as I can. This book, the reviews, and everything is very sentimental to me (having last touched it in 2008). I feel like this is looking into my past and I want to preserve it as much as possible.

Enjoy a grammatically correct and well spelt story thanks to 'I Can Kill You With My Brain'. I give her another, well deserved thank you!

ORIGINAL AUTHORS NOTE:

OKAY! I think there is a little confusion!

Sorry about the mistakes ,but I can't help that and English is sorta my second language cause I go to an all French school (By force) It's ironic that I want to be an author when I grow up.

The white house IS the Cullen house. In the book Jessica said it has been two years since they came to Forks so I thought: What if that was not their first time coming to Forks? What if they keep the house for when they return? They have their stuff there cause Alice shops and buys new things at each house.

This is before Twilight.

Bella just lives with Charlie because Renee died giving birth to Bella. Charlie got sad and started drinking. The drinking made him mad and he hit her.

The vampire with red hair and red eyes is none other than Victoria! That's why she will be back when Bella is older, only with James by her side.

I think Bella is unnaturally clumsy in Twilight, so I came up with a reason she WILL be. It will come in time.

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Bella's P.O.V

I woke up to the morning light shining through the big window and smiled.

"Good morning house!" I said with love in my voice. I got up and felt my sore ribs. I looked down and saw that my shin had a bruise in the shape of a hand.

The vampire, I thought, and then my stomach growled.

I had a limp in my step, but made it to the bathroom. Once I was done with my shower and got dressed, I went to the library room with a desk. I don't know what about it intrigued me, but I wanted to look at the books again. I went inside and looked at the same big photo marks on that empty wall. I looked through the desk, and found some files on people and pictures of injuries. I had had worse than most of the pictures, but there were some pretty bad ones. I looked into the other side to see lots of medical supplies.

"This house has everything I need," I said, and fixed up my injuries. I went to the kitchen and looked for some food. There was not much, but since it was abandoned I didn't expect there to be. I grabbed some of the oatmeal and started to boil some water. I ate slowly, and took in my situation.

If I go outside, will the vampire get me?

Maybe I could live here?

Will Charlie find me?

By the end of it I had come to the decision that I would go back to Charlie's so he didn't find the house. I took some of the bandages so that it didn't look like I was in the house. I took the medical bag; well, one of them. I had found a number of them in the house. On my way down the stairs I saw a big book that said 'The Encyclopedia of Vampires'. I took the book off the shelf with a lot effort. It was too heavy to carry, so I put it on the desk. I'd read it the next time I was here. I got the book Romeo and Juliet before leaving.

"I'll be back soon my sanctuary!" I said, and shut the door behind me. It was less scary in the day. I walked straight till I saw the place where I tripped. I turned and turned again until I saw an opening. I was happy about that, and ran for it. I always loved running. I could go so fast with the wind in my hair it felt like flying. When I got out of the forest I was a few blocks away from my house. I slowly walked down the street, scared of the fate that awaited me. When I got to the front of the house I slowly opened the door to find Charlie had left for work.

Perfect!

I ran up the stairs and hid the bag. My room was not that good. It was a pile of rags on an old seat cushion. My clothes were in a small pile in the corner. Charlie also got me some cheap makeup to hide my bruises. I ran downstairs and cleaned up the broken beer bottles. I spent the day cleaning the house for when Charlie came home. The laundry was done, and dinner was warm and on the table. Charlie opened the door and I could tell he was hungry.

Good.

He was also carrying a six pack of beer.

Not good.

He looked at me, then around, and glared at me again before going and eating his well-made dinner. I watched him very carefully take the first bite of dinner and beer.

"Where were you?" he asked.

"I was in the woods; I fell asleep under a tree and took a quick bath when I got home," I explained, then heard the shatter of a beer bottle right near my feet. I cringed away as I heard the shatter onto the newly-cleaned floor.

"Why did you run?! You knew you deserved it!" he yelled, getting up with another beer bottle in his hand.

"I'm sorry! I won't do it again!" I screamed.

"Oh, I'll make sure of that!" Charlie yelled, and before I knew what was happening Charlie smashed the beer bottle against my knee. I heard a sickening crack and screamed, falling to the ground and hitting my head against the wall behind me. I felt blood flow from my head, and before I knew it I was unconscious and the last thing a saw was Charlie beating my stomach with his fists.

OKAY! Second chapter! I hope you liked it! PLZ Review!