Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight.
BPOV (12 years old)
I was sitting in my room, not wanting to talk to anyone. Stubborn, yes, but I did have a reason. My best friend Edward Cullen was leaving. We had known each other for years and now he was leaving. Every time I thought about it, it brought tears to my eyes.
There was a knock at the door. Three quick, hard raps on the door. Edward. I ran over to the door and pressed my back to it.
"Come on Bella, this isn't my fault." I felt tears coming to my eyes. "Bella, please open the door."
"No." I whispered almost silently, knowing he'd be able to hear me.
"Bella, you have to know that I really don't want to go. It's not my fault that my dad got offered a job somewhere else and he took it." He sounded upset about it himself. I really couldn't hold it against him.
I slowly stood up and opened the door. He was there, his eyes red. He'd obviously been crying, which was weird for Edward.
"Look at Mr. Big-and-tough now." I teased through the tears. I could feel more tears coming so I threw my arms around him. "Edward you can't leave."
"I will be back Bella, I promise you, I'll be back." He whispered as he rubbed his hands through my hair.
"I'm holding you to that promise." I said smiling slightly through the tears.
"I have to go Bella." He pulled away from me, wiping a stray tear from my cheek. "Take care of yourself." He smiled and walked away.
That was the last time I saw Edward Cullen.
(5 Years Later)
Everything had gone bad. Since Edward left, I'd gotten very depressed. Charlie didn't like seeing me depressed. So he hit me. I had become numb to it. Who cared? No one knew. I was a freak to my school.
It was a Monday. The worst day of my week. I woke up early and grabbed a pair of baggy black combats, a black long sleeved shirt and my usual heavy baggy black hoodie. I pulled them on and looked in the mirror. I looked at my face. I had a black eye and a long dark bruise along my jaw line. I'd have to keep my hood up and my hair on my face today.
I pulled on some converse and started walking out of the house. Nothing to eat. If I did eat, it would only be knocked out of me the next time Charlie hit me in the gut. I walked to school. I had no car, I had no rain coat. All I had was my oversized hoodie.
I walked to school, my head down. No one could see my face. If they saw my face they'd know what Charlie did, and if they knew that then he'd just do it ten times worse.
I got to school and heard the usual taunts. Emo-girl, freak of nature, loner, blah blah blah. People in this school needed new names to call people. I did the usual routine. Class, walk, class, walk, class, walk, lunch, walk, class, walk, class, walk, home.
My school day. No friends. No talking. Just working; walking; maybe if I was lucky, eating and then home.
I got home and began making dinner for Charlie. I made him his favourite, trying not to annoy him. If I didn't annoy him, hopefully he wouldn't hit me so hard.
The door opened. "Where are you girl?" Charlie growled dangerously. I quickly ran to where he was. He looked me up and down. "You look guilty of something." He grabbed me by my hood and my hair. "You didn't tell anyone about our little…arguments did you?"
I shook my head violently. "N…no…s…ss…sir… I was just making dinner." I stuttered. He nodded and dropped me to the floor giving me a quick, hard kick.
"Then get back to it." He spat as he walked around me and walked into the living room.
I stood up and quickly finished dinner. I placed the dinner on the table and told Charlie it was ready. Big mistake.
"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT TREATING ME LIKE I'M A COMPLETE IDIOT?!" He slammed my face into the wall. I whimpered in pain. He pulled me back and threw me to the floor. "Learn your lessons and maybe I won't have to do this to you Bella, but you're putting it onto yourself." He kicked me hard in the chest, steped over me and began eating.
"Go get yourself cleaned up then get to bed." He muttered through a mouthful of food. I carefully stood up and limped up the stairs, blood pooling in my mouth and gushing from my nose.
I limped into the bathroom and spat out the blood that was still pooling in my mouth. I then washed my mouth out with mouthwash that I'd kept hidden from Charlie. It burned. After the pain dulled in my mouth, I stopped my nose bleed and stepped into a cold shower. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had a warm or hot shower, but I'd gotten so used to a cold shower I didn't really care.
Once all the blood from my body was washed away down the drain I stepped out of the freezing shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I pulled on my scruffy pajamas and walked into my room. No bed. No lights. Just a dark damp room that always laughed at me.
I curled up in the corner. Five years this had gone on. I didn't even truly know what I'd done wrong. I sighed and rested my head on the wall. Another day of hell, another night of nightmares. I closed my eyes and let the nightmares enclose me.
All my life was, was living hell. No escape.
A.N.- So new story! Yay! Erm I know I shouldn't really be putting up a new when I have about a thousand that need updating but when I get an idea I have to write it. When I tell my idea to my Beta she tells me it's good and I should write it. So I write it! Review please. Tell me if you love or loathe. I'm sorry it's so short, it will get bigger, but I just wanted the main points in this chapter, you know, Edward left, Bella got depressed, Charlie got mad, Bella got beaten. I'm up for any suggestions you think should happen because I know a few things that will happen in it but it's not really going anywhere specific so tell me what you want (what you really really want (sorry I couldn't resist)).
Shout out to emoTWiLiGHT who Betad it. She rocks more socks than me, once again I'm not wearing any.