Did you ever wonder how your life got to the point that it's at? No? Well, I know exactly how and why I'm where I am…in an alley behind a restaurant/nightclub, digging through the dumpster to find any food they have thrown out.

I'm the only child of Charlie and Renee Swan. My name is Bella and I was born 19 years ago to two parents who loved me just as much as they loved each other. We didn't have a lot of money, but we had enough for the necessities and, as much as possible, my parents made sure that I had most of my "wants". When I was old enough, I got small jobs like babysitting and taking care of my elderly neighbors' yard. As I got older I started waitressing in the dinner of my home town, Forks, Washington. I was never the most popular girl, but I had a few good friends. My father was the chief of police and my mother was a kindergarten teacher.

Yes, I said was. They died a year ago while my father was assisting the FBI in an investigation of a drug ring on the Indian reservation near home, La Push. Well, let's just say that the FBI likes to send in the local cops first, on the premise that they know the people involved and may be able to defuse the situation before it gets out of hand. The truth is that they send them in first in hopes that they can catch the bullets and the FBI can then go in relatively unscathed. Yeah, I have no respect for them…none what-so-ever! My mother heard the call go out about my father's death and went down there…she didn't realize that the fight was not completely over and she took a stray bullet, she died at the scene.

You might still be wondering how all this left me homeless, well they had no personal life insurance. Yes, my father had a policy through work that covered if he died in the line of duty, which the police department claimed he wasn't since he was "working" for the feds at the time. The feds claimed that he wasn't working for them. Therefore…no payout. As I mentioned earlier, my parents weren't wealthy, therefore had little to no savings…all there earnings going to pay the bills. What little they did have gave me, along with what I earned enough for food for 6 months, but then the utilities started getting shut off and the bank foreclosed on the only home I've ever known.

I took the few dollars that I had left and my ancient Chevy truck, and left Forks for Seattle. I figured that I would have a better chance at finding work there, and I could live in my truck for a few weeks to save up for somewhere to live. Big mistake. I didn't know that you had to have an actual address to get a job, and my money quickly ran out, leaving me literally penniless, with nowhere to go.

I've been here for the past 3 months, and have taken to public restrooms to keep myself clean, dumpsters to keep myself fed, and even though I have no money for gas, I still live in my truck so I stay dry.

So, know we get to the now.

Damn, who eats here, the food is fabulous, but there is so much…don't these people eat what's in front of them? Oh well, their loss is my gain right!

The back door of the club opened, and two men came out. "I'm telling you, dude, I'm gonna get with that bitch tonight, I need to get laid and she's been asking for it all night" creepy guy one said.

"Don't be stupid. She's just trying to get E to notice her…finally", creepy guy two replied.

"Yeah, well imma taking advantage of that sh….WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! This is private property and you're gonna get it!" Creepy one screamed at me.

Before I could respond, the situation went from bad to downright scary! "Dude, you want to get laid? Let's let her pull a train, and in exchange, we don't tell E about this" the second guy said with an evil smirk and I knew right there and then, I was in trouble. The first one grabbed my arms, yanking me to the ground. The second one already had his pants around his ankles and had his dick in his hands, bringing it right in front of my mouth. "If you know what's good for you, you will open that mouth and suck my cock. Don't even think about biting me either!"

The door opened again and the two most beautiful women I have ever seen walked out, lighting cigarettes as the door swung closed. "Can you believe that tramp? She actually thinks that E is going to get jealous that she's practically blowing Eric in there! How pathetic, E has never even given her the time of day, let alone would fuck her."

"I know, E wouldn't do her with Tyler's dick. She thinks that he's hers because of who her da…WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU TWO FUCKTARDS THINK YOU'RE DOING TO THAT POOR GIRL? I'm getting Jazz and Emmett...JUST WAIT TILL E GETS WIND OF THIS ONE! Alice, are they on their way out?" The blond supermodel asked.

Just as the door opened once again, the dark haired one was replying "Yup, and right on time too. Jazzy Honey, these two were just about to rape this poor girl, can you please take care of them for me and let E know that they fucked up…again. Rose and I are going to get her cleaned up and make sure that she's alright." She looked at me "don't even think about leaving, we won't hurt you or let anyone else."

I don't know why, maybe it was because they just saved me from being raped, but I felt safer with these four then I have felt since I lost my parents. I got up and followed them into the club.