I hate this place. I hate it. I utterly DESPISE it.
My name is Isabella Swan but I prefer Bella. I have a twin brother named Jasper. My parents are Renee and Charlie Swan. My mother died from breast cancer when Jasper and I were very young. Growing up in Forks, Washington is the hardest thing in the world. If you're me. I'm 5'2, I have boring brown eyes, poofy and unmanageable hair, big square glasses and acne all over my face. I still have my baby fat and because of these things, I've been bullied ever since I was old enough to go to school. I'm now fifteen, a freshman in high school and I can't dread it anymore. "Ugly" "Fatass" "Pizza face" are the insults that are constantly thrown on me by the infamous Edward Cullen. I can't tell my family, especially not Jasper. Edward is one of Jasper's best friends and Jasper's dating Edward's sister, Alice.
Usually during lunch hour, Jasper has me sit with him. Just in case someone tries anything. Emmett McCarther is one of Jasper's, as well as one of mine, best friends. He's like another older brother and he protects me too, much to his girlfriend Rosalie Hale's dislike. Today Jasper and Alice are out on the bleachers having some alone time. Emmett and Rosalie went out for lunch today, though Emmett said he'd bring me something.
"Get her a salad. She's too fat." Mumured Rosalie low enough so Emmett couldn't hear, but loud enough so I could. The silent tears welled up in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Did I mention that Rosalie is Edward's cousin? She and him love to torment me.
As soon as Emmett and Rosalie are gone, Edward comes up to me and very roughly grabs me by my arm.
"Hey, let go!" I yelled. He just looked at me with disgust in his eyes. He led us into an old janitor's closet. He opened the door, pushed me in and locked the door behind us.
"Are you ready to get beaten, Smella?" He sneered. To my horror, he began kicking me to the ground. I tried not to cry out but small whimpers manage to escape from my mouth.
"You'll never be good enough. You'll always be ugly little Smella and no one will ever love you." Edward roared as he kicked me in my side causing me to cry out in pain. I was all too relieved when he finally ceased in kicking me. I had no idea what was coming next. He pulled out a small razorblade. Small is may be but it was extremely sharp. Edward grabbed my forcefully by my chin.
"Please. Don't do this." I begged as the tears rolled down my cheeks. He just smiled and slashed my cheek, right under my cheek bone. I cried out in pain and clutched my cheek as he threw me to the ground.
"Don't even bother telling your pathetic Chief police father or you're moron of a brother. If I ever hear that you've told anyone about this, I will kill you. Slowly and painfully." Edward hissed as he left me on the ground. He walked out, slamming the door behind him. All I could do was cry alone in the janitor's closet. I decided to hide out here until the last bell, which was thankfully two periods away. I heard the bell signalling the end of lunch and the second bell signalling the beginning of the next class period. Too deeply in thought, I heard the bell ending the day. I was so engrossed that I jumped up as I heard the students swarming out of their classes, looking forward to go home. I tried to fix my hair in front of my cut and hoped the glasses hid the fact that my eyes were swollen and puffy from crying. I found Jasper by his car, waiting for me. I silently sat in the backseat and waited to go home.
"Isabella Marie Swan! Enough is enough! Tell me who did this to you!" My father bellowed. I just continued to sit there while the silent tears rolled down my cheeks. Jasper was holding me in his arms, stroking my hair gently trying to soothe me. I had accidentally exposed my cut which was now swollen and ugly looking.
"Bella, please. Just tell us. We'll make it better." Jasper whispered to me urgently. I shook my head, continuing the cry.
"That's it, Isabella. You leave me no choice. You're going to a private school in Volterra, Italy. I went there when I was a few years younger than you." Charlie declared. "It's where I met your mother. But that's beside the point. Since tomorrow's Saturday, we're all going to be packing your things. You'll leave on Sunday."
I felt my twin shaking underneath me as he took this all in. I felt horrible having it all come down to this but there was no other option. I was actually looking forward to going to Italy. I could start fresh. I'd lose my baby fat, get contacts, manage my hair in some way and clear my acne. Things would be okay. I'd come back to visit eventually but, for now, this is what I had to do. I simply nodded to Charlie, letting him know that I acknowledged what he said and understood him.
That night, Jasper laid with me in my bed.
"I want to spend the rest of the time I have left with my baby sister. You're leaving, Bellieboo. I.. I'm going to miss you." He cried. I cried with him, holding him tight.
"I'm going to miss you too, Jaspy. I'll visit. I promise." And with that, Jasper and I fell asleep crying.
When I woke up the next morning, Jasper and I were clinging to each other for dear life. I felt horrible. I was leaving my father, my twin / best friend and my best friend / brother Emmett. I walked downstairs careful not to wake my sleeping twin. I decided to make strawberry waffles, which were Jasper's favorite, and ham and cheese omelets, which were Charlie's favorite. While I was setting up the table, Emmett burst into the kitchen and picked me up.
"Don't go, Bellsy wellsy! We can fix this, I promise!" Emmett cried out in a broken voice. Once he set me down, I realized his big, brown eyes were filled with tears. He looked like a lost child. The sight of it nearly broke my heart.
"I'm sorry, Emmiebear. I have to do this. It's the only way. I'll visit soon, okay?" I said. Emmett only looked at me with his sad, puppydog eyes and nodded his head. "Sit, Emm. I'll make some chocolate chip pancakes. I know they're your favorite. Go wake Jasper and Charlie first. Jasper's in my room. He wanted to spend the rest of our... hours together." Emmett wiped the tears from his eyes and headed upstairs. In the midst of making the pancakes, I heard footsteps descending the stairs. Jasper, Emmett and Charlie had the same lost look in their faces. This was too horrible. "Sit down, boys. Help yourselves to a breakfast a la Bella!" I said, trying to lighten the mood. They smiled slightly before digging in.
The entire day was filled with dreary goodbyes and tearful hugs. Charlie had gotten everything settled with the airlines and my flight would be leaving first thing tomorrow morning. It was almost midnight when we finished putting together my belongings. Emmett, Jasper and I ended up falling asleep on the couch while watching television. Tomorrow was going to be the biggest day of my life and I couldn't be any more thrilled.
AT THE AIRPORT
"Bella, if you tell us now, you don't have to do this. You can come home with me, Jasper and Emmett. Everything will be okay, baby girl." Charlie pleaded. I smiled softly but shook my head.
"Charlie, I have to do this. It'll be good for me. I'll visit someday, I promise." I ran in my father's arms and cried for what seemed like hours. "I love you, Daddy!" I managed to shout.
"I love you too, princess. I'm going to miss you, kid." My dad whispered, holding me tight. Once our embrace ended, Emmett scooped me up into his arms and swung me around. He held me tightly, knowing full well that this was going to be the last time in a very long time he was going to be able to.
"I'm going to miss you, Bellsy wellsy! I love you, little sister! Keep in touch, okay?" Emmett said, giving me a kiss on top of my head. I nodded.
"I'm going to miss you too, Emmiebear. I love you, big brother! I promise, I will!" I smiled softly, not being able to let it reach my eyes.
Before I even looked at my brother, I could tell he was a mess. Twin telepathy, I guess. I turned to Jasper and let out a mangled cry.
"Jasper! I'm going to miss you so much! My dearest brother, my best friend. I love you!" I cried, crying harder than before. "Take care of yourself, Jaspy!"
Jasper let out a cry as broken as my own. "My sweet little sister! Bellieboo, I'm going to miss you! I love you! I will but only if you take care of yourself, Bells." Jasper bawled out.
"All passangers flying to Volterra, Italy must begin boarding now. All passangers to Volterra, Italy, please board now." A static voice announced over the PA system.
I yelled out goodbye once more then turned to face my gate. I let out a shaky breath. This is the beginning of something wonderful.