AU: Edward never left but Jacob and Bella are still friends and Jake is a werewolf, the Cullens and the pack don't know about Victoria yet. Warning: ABUSE! Ok on with the story!!
Happily I opened the door to Charlies house, I was in a very good mood. Edward and his family had invited me to stay over the weekend. Emmett and Rosalie were still in...I wasn't exactly sure where they were I think it was Paris. But Alice and Edward were going to be there (Esme, Carlisle and Jasper wanted to go hunting). I was so excited one whole weekend with my two favourite people in the whole world!
"Bella?" I heard Charlie call as I opened the door
Why did he still do that? Who else had a key?
"Yes!" I hoped it didn't show how happy I was. Charlie had to believe that I was "only" having a sleep over with Alice. If he knew I spent all my nights with Edward he would...well I didn't want to think about that.
"Come into the kitchen please, I want to talk to you."
Oh, had something happened?
After I had hung up my Jacket I walked into the kitchen a bit worried what did he want to talk to me about?
He was sitting at the kitchen table,
"Sit down." he ordered.
"Bella I don't want you to be with Edward anymore." He said clearly.
I stared at him in shock, "what?" I asked in disbelief.
"You heard me correct." he stated, "in fact." he continued, "I don't want you talking to any of the Cullens, ever again."
"No." I said automatically, had he gone insane? Was he drunk? Had he taken drugs? Oh no, what was wrong with him?
"You have no say in this." Charlie growled, "I have made this decision, it's a done deal."
I shook my head, he couldn't do this. He couldn't just forbid me my friends.
"I'm moving out." Carlisle and Esme would understand, at least I hoped they would. And if Rosalie and Jasper had problems with that I would move away with Edward.
"You wouldn't dare." he sneered.
He looked different, mean. I stood up, "I've made my decision." I imitated him, "I'm packing my stuff now."
Charlie was next to me very quickly and suddenly he hit me.
I fell to the side, knocking my head on the fridge, he hit me again. Trying to avoid his next hit I stumbled and fell to the ground.
"You are my daughter!" He yelled as he kicked me, "You are mine! I decide what you are doing and you are not seeing Edward Cullen anymore!"
"Why?!" I sobbed, "what's your reason?"
"I'm not letting him take away my daughter!" Charlie roared, he had stopped kicking and hitting me but he was still shouting.
"He isn't!" I cried, "I won't move out dad I promise!"
I couldn't leave him anyway, he needed me.
"Damn right you are!" he sneered, "you're not leaving."
Suddenly he laughed, "Bella, Bella, do you know why your mother left?"
I didn't want to hear it, I didn't want to hear the truth, I didn't want to hear anything.
Charlie leaned down so I could hear him he whispered, "She left because I tried to kill her, I knew she hated Forks, knew that she wanted to leave so I tried to kill her." He laughed again,
"My Bella, if you try to leave with your precious Cullens, I will kill your mother."
He laughed once more and than spat, "Get up from the floor and make dinner!"
At dinner I said nothing, what should I have said? My father had hit me, hurt me, yelled at me and threatened me. Now he sat before me as if nothing had happened eating and complimenting the food I had cooked. I didn't touch it, I couldn't I felt like throwing up.
"Aren't you hungry?" He asked.
I shook my head.
He sighed putting down his fork, "I can understand that you feel bad right now but remember that I am your father, I love you and I know what is right for you."
Edward was what was right for me, why didn't he understand that?
"I'm letting this go once but you better start eating it's a waste of food if you don't."
"What waste?" I questioned not able to stop myself, "I can warm it up tomorrow."
He hit his fist on the table, "I say it's a waste!"
I jumped, surprised by his sudden reaction.
"Sorry." I quickly whispered automatically.
Charlie said nothing and continued eating, "now you'll have more time for Jacob. Bella you will thank me one day."
Sure when was "one day" supposed to be?
"I'll get the dishes." He said, once he was finished eating.
I stood up and walked into my room. I had to call Edward, to cancel our plans.
Before I went into my room I walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror, my cheeks were still red from the crying and...from my dads hands. I checked under my Shirt, my side was bruised, it hurt.
Once I was in my room I called Edward.
"Edward it's me." I said, hoping that my tone was normal.
"Oh Bella I was just about to pick you up."
I swallowed, "Don't pick me up, Edward."
He seemed confused, "Is Charlie driving you?"
I had to stay calm the tears were already in my eyes, "No...I...I can't come to your house tonight, I'm sick."
"Should I come over?"
Yes! My mind screamed come and save me!
"No." I whispered, "no, don't come."
I love you Bella, I know what is best for you
"Ok will I see you tomorrow?"
"I don't know." I answered truthfully, "Tell Alice I'm sorry will you?"
I was sorry, sorry for everything I was going to do, for what I had to do.
"Of course I will. Are you sure you don't want me to come over?"
"Yes." I lied, "Yes please don't come tonight."
"Well you should probably rest. I love you, goodbye Bella."
The tears were streaming down my face, "Goodbye Edward."
I hung up and burst into loud painful sobs, I kicked of my shoes and rolled myself together like a ball.
Why had this happened? How could so many things have changed so quickly?
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