Chapter I

creep – radiohead

Isabella grew up surrounded by silence, her mother left her alone most days, spending most of her time at clubs, and out on dates. She learned at a very young age that talking would never get her anywhere when it came to her mother. She had never wanted a child in the first place, so when she brought men home, she wanted Isabella out of sight, and far away from her.

It's how she learned to observe the world, the silence gave her safety, no one worried about her, no teachers called on her, and her mother sure as hell never gave her the time of day. Whenever she takes a breath it's so hard to tell that if she wasn't standing upright and moving people would probably assume she's dead, every step she takes is so light her mother occasionally threatens to put a bell on her.

Isabella overtime had found more ways to make less and less noise, until one day it was almost like she wasn't there at all, and Renee adored this, she made it obvious how much she did, and truly at some point Isabella came to prefer it, that is until everything came crashing down.

It was a normal day, go to school, do the work, come home, go straight to the room, but when she got home, there was a man sitting on the couch in the living room, she almost slammed her head against the wall at the sight, there was no car out front, she wouldn't have even thought of entering the house if she knew someone other than her mother was here.

The man hadn't looked up from his phone as he sipped the beer in his hand laughing at whatever he was reading, she took this as her chance to get out of this situation without any problems, she started a slow walk to the stairs glancing back at the man every few minutes to ensure he wasn't going to randomly go looking for her mother and turn and see her.

Her foot hit the first step and it creaked loudly, she almost groaned remembering when she told her mother to have someone come look at the stairs after she tripped on one of the fucked up nails.

She tried to rush up the steps, but a part of her knew it was too late when she heard the video that had been playing on the man's phone stop.

"And who might you be?" The words were slightly slurred as she turned to see the man stand up from his spot on the couch and walk around it to stand in front of her, his eyes scanning her body as he took another gulp of his beer.

She shook her head opting out of speaking to the man, she didn't know him, and her mom would do more than yell at her if she found out she had been talking to her date.

"Not much of a talker huh? That's fine, I like the quiet ones, I hear they can be freaks." Isabella almost gagged at the man's words knowing that was his attempt at flirting with her.

"So, who are you? Renee's friend? She must be finally giving me that threesome I've been asking for, man she is one bold bitch." Isabella started to get more and more uncomfortable at the fact she was alone with this man while her mom was nowhere to be found, his breath stunk, and he was getting closer and closer, his free hand traveling down to his pants as he laughed at her grimace.

"Oh, don't look so sad, there's enough in the sack for the both of you girls." His hand reached out to grab her breast and she grabbed it out of the air throwing it back at him quickly.

"OOOWEE a feisty one huh? You like it when they fight for it don't you? Your friend man...she really knows my type.' The man went to grab her again only to be shoved away from her roughly, she watched as he stumbled back spilling his beer on himself.

Isabella has been dealing with her mother's wayward hookups since she was twelve, she does what she can to make sure she never ends up on their radars, but some things she just can't predict, which is why she's well versed in defending herself from the touchy hands of grown men.

"Fucking bitch." He whispered as he looked down at his clothes, he held onto the wall near the doorway as he regained his balance, he ran at her punching her in the face watching as her head snapped to the right with the force of it and her mouth filled with blood.

"You little bitch, I was giving you a chance, a choice even, to enjoy it, but now? I'll make sure you're gone by the end of this." He gripped her by her hair lifting his fist to punch her again only to be socked in his stomach and pushed onto the ground.

She had tried to be nice, kind even, she gave him a chance to back off, and he threatened her life. Isabella wasn't usually one for violence, she had seen enough of it in her childhood with her mother constantly hitting her and sometimes even her father, it was the reason why she was without a father now, but she wasn't going to let this man go any further.

Isabella watched as he lay on the ground propping himself up on his elbows with a dark look in his eyes as he jumped to his feet, swaying slightly from the amount of beer he's drunk.

"You're going to fucking regret that."

Funnily enough, that was the last thing he said before he was punched by Isabella again, he spun around with the force of the punch landing on the floor with a thud, she shook her fist out trying to rid her hand of the pain.

"What the hell!" She turned around quickly at her mother's voice standing by the backdoor with wide beady eyes.

"Ma.."

"What did you do Isabella." Renee rushed over to the man who was still out cold lifting his head off the floor rubbing his face.

"I give you so much, and I only ask for so little, you have a room, you have clothes, and there's food, what gives you the right to ruin the small amount of happiness that I have." Renee looked up at her with tears in her eyes as she pulled out her phone and dialed a number quickly.

"Hey Charlie, yeah, it's me, I'm sending Isabella to you, I can't deal with her anymore, she's your problem now." She hung up the phone quickly as she stood up giving the man on the ground on last glance, she grabbed Isabella by her shirt and shoved her back into the stairs, sending a swift kick to her ribs.

"Go upstairs, pack your bags, and be ready to get the fuck out of my house by tomorrow morning, fucking freak."

Isabella groaned from her spot on the floor as she reached a hand up to the railing on the stairs dragging herself up, limping up the stairs as she held her side sucking on her busted lip, a part of her was relieved, she hoped Charlie was nothing like Renee, but she didn't have a lot of optimism, she just prayed to all the gods, that her silence would be enough for him.

i'm pretty excited for this story i have others in the works kate/bella and jane/bella but this one itself is bella/rose, i hope you guys will follow me with this idea cause it's a little crazy but it'll be cute i swear, as for sign in time, i'm still deciding if i want to continue or leave it, chapter 2 is already in the works so.

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