Author: FoxxCRUSH PM
Bella lives in a world she doesn't understand. She drinks to drown out her problems, but never fully pushed them away. Edward, the silent bartender wants to help but doesn't know how. Can he save her before it's stoo late? rated M incase.Rated: Fiction M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,436 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 12 - Published: 02-02-09 - id: 4836437
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I ran as fast as I could. But my legs didn't seem to take me very far. I could see the door in front of me, but was I fast enough to reach it in time? My god, I hope so. Desperate pants came gasping from my throat as I pushed myself forward, down the stairs and through the hall ways.
"Get back here, I'm not finished with you yet!" I heard my father scream. My mothers frantic voice called my name behind him. "Please don't! Please! You promised!" she screamed, tears pouring down her face. Finally, I reached the door. Skidding to halt I reached for the handle, twisting it, but nothing happened. It was locked.
My fathers massive body crashed into mine, knocking me onto the cold linoleum floor. A gasp left my lips, as the air rushed from my lungs. I twisted in his grasp, struggling to get free. When I was I got to my feet, only to be dragged to the floor again when my father grabbed my ankle. He got to his feet, pinning my leg to the floor as I tried in vain to kick myself free. His fist collided with my face as I heard a sickening crack. Blood dripped from my nose, as I cried out in pain. He hit me again this time on the cheek. My head when hurtling backwards, cracking on the corner of the radiator in the corner of the room.
"No! I won't let you do this," my mother was screaming, although, she did nothing to prevent what was happening. Blackness started to overtake me as he kicked me several times in the ribs, I could feel them crack, but I made no noise, and laid still, enduring the pain, hoping endlessly that it would end.
My fathers voice was the last thing I registered before I blanked out. His voice ice cold venom, terrifying. "It's about time it learned what life is really about, you must fight for what you want in life, even when that thing doesn't want you, nothing is dished out on a silver platter, you fight for what you want and then fight more to keep a hold of it."
Sorry it's not great. It's 23:26 at night, and I'm bushed.
But please give it a try and review (: