Bella Swan was placed in foster care at thirteen. The only person who she trusted and loved was her best friend Jake. After falling in with the wrong crowd, she was moved to Forks and was placed in the home of The Cullen's. What happens when her true love breaks her heart? Will she ever learn to trust the one who wants to be there for her?
Isabella Swan age 6
Tears streamed down my face as my daddy pulled down my road. "Please don't make me go back there," I begged.
"Bells, I'm sorry. I wish it was different, but your mom and I just weren't getting along. We tried, honey."
"Why can't I live with you?" I pleaded.
"Honey, we decided that it was best for you to live with your mother and I get you on the weekends. By you staying with your mom, you get to stay in the same school."
I stood on my front porch and waved good bye to him. "Isabella, get in the damn house now," Mom yelled from inside. I went inside. "Did you have fun with your dad?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am," I whispered.
She was sitting on her boyfriend Phil's lap. "Go to your room," Phil said, glaring at me. I went upstairs to my room and cried myself to sleep.
The next morning, I got dressed and went downstairs. Phil was already gone to work and mom was at the table with her head down. Two bottles of pills and a beer bottle were next to her.
"Get you ass to school," Mom slurred.
I ran out the door and met my neighbor and best friend, Jacob Black. His dad and my dad were friends. Jacob was four years older than me, but my best friend. "Hey short stuff, I brought you this," He said handing me a pop tart.
"Thanks," I said smiling shyly at him.
Isabella Cullen age 8
Over the last two years, there was a huge custody battle over me. Jake's dad Billy went to my dad and told them about my mom's drinking and my dad got mad and was trying to get my to live with him.
"Are you excited to go to your dad's?" Jake asked as we walked home.
"Yes, I can't wait!" I squealed excitedly.
"Fridays are the only days I ever see you happy," He commented.
"See you Monday," I said running into my house.
"What the hell are you running for you clumsy girl?" Mom asked grabbing my arm. She swung me back around and I fell into the wall.
"You can't even stand on your own feet can you, stupid girl?" Phil asked. Tears filled my eyes. I hated both of them.
"Isabella, come here. I have to tell you something," Phil laughed.
"What?" I asked quietly.
"Your dad isn't coming here today, or ever for that matter. He was killed in a car accident today," Phil said smiling.
"Daddy! NO!" I screamed.
"Shut up you brat!" Phil yelled.
I ran from the house screaming and crying. "Bella!" Jake said catching me. "What's wrong?" He asked holding me tightly.
"Daddy, my daddy." Was all I could get out. He took me into his house and held me as I cried.
Isabella 13 years old
I climbed into the truck with Jacob quietly. "How was your day?" He asked.
I shrugged. "Ok," I whispered looking down.
"Bella, if something is bothering you, we can talk about it," He said.
How do you tell your best friend that your step dad touches you, while your mom sits there watching, calling you a whore? "I'm fine," I lied.
We drove off in an awkward silence. Eventually he pulled up in front of my house. "Bye Jake," I whispered getting out.
"Bella wait!" He said grabbing my arm causing me to cry out painfully. "What?" He asked gently pulling my sleeve up. "Fuck! What the hell happened to your arm?" He noticed the bruises.
"Nothing. Bye Jake," I said getting out.
Mom was sitting on the couch. "Phil wants to talk to you," She slurred.
I went up to my room, not saying a word to her. Phil was sitting on my bed. "Bout time you got home," He said lunging at me, ripping my shirt.
"Don't please," I begged.
"Why? Are you fucking Jacob? You better not be, you are mine bitch." He pushed me up against the wall sticking his hand into my panties.
"Stop please!" I begged.
"Shut the fuck up you little bitch!" He slapped me across the face.
Tears streamed down my face. "Did that hurt?" He asked trying to kiss me. He was still touching me.
"I have something to tell you." His fingers were hurting me. "I killed your daddy and I'm going to kill you too if you tell anyone."
"Stop!" I screamed.
"First I'm going to tell you how I did it. I cut the brakes on his car. The fucker didn't stand a chance." He laughed as he shoved a finger into me. I bit back a scream knowing it would make it worse. "That's right shut up and take it, nobody's going to save you." It was then that every thing went black.
AN- Thank you to Butterflybetty for helping me on this story!