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Chapter One: Angels Forgive Me

Bella pov

Life is unfair. I learnt that the hard way and still am right now. I was 13 years old when I got sent to my drunken fathers place because I wouldn't accept my step father, well that's what my so called mother said but now look at me and look how that turned out. Alot of good that was and I don't even think she would. I walk up past my fathers lounge, and I think about when my mother actually loved me, and the only memory that ever pops up in my head was when I was 6 years old. We were at the beach just running around acting like idiots while having fun and it was just us two together, I remember mum packing some food for us so we could have some lunch there, but then we got to the beach my mother caught the eyes of my step father Phil.

As i walk into my dark purple coloured shit hole for a room I limp straight to the shower. Peeling off my clothes and looking in the mirror at my broken state of body. I couldn't see one inch of my skin that actually didn't have a bruise on it. As I look up to my face gazing in the mirror seeing my busted and swollen lips while blood still dripping from my nose I also see two lifeless dark orbs looking back at me, meanwhile those two very orbs were my eyes, the eyes that had black circles around them and looked horrible and ugly, it made me feel ugly.

I let the hot water drip its way all across my bruises as the stinging sensation begins to find its way in my body. I reach up to lather my hair in shampoo smelling the strawberry tinge while after I turn the water off and wrap the towel around myself. I then tip toe back into my bedroom careful not to make the floor boards creeks.

I slowly put my baggy t-shirt on while then putting some boy shorts on and grab the thing that would make my pain go away. I look at this object for only a short amount of time. I put it up to my temple and pull the trigger.

Damn it, I wish my dream was true, but yet again I wish alot of things and god still never answers my prays. I look at the clock to see it's only 5:30, which meant it was time for me to start cooking him break feast. I slowly got up trying not to make myself in anymore pain then possible and picked out my usual sweats and long Polo shirt. I then limp down to the kitchen and tried to make my father some eggs and bacon. I was never a really good cook.

"Is my breakfast ready" Charlie grunted while walking down in his police swan uniform, head chief of the police department in Forks that's who my father was in the town's eyes. You randomly went up to someone and said I've been abused the last 4 years of my life by the men that everyone thought would never do such a thing, that person would probably laugh in your face and say your crazy then recommend you to a hospital.

As Charlie walked up and grabbed his food he didn't leave without kicking my ankle making me fall onto the floor then proceding to kick me in the ribs twice before he went back to sit down and eat. I felt tears prickle down my cheek as I grabbed the counter and lifted myself up to go get my bag and walk to school.

Walking into Forks High School is just like walking onto the red carpet but getting disgusted looks because your outfit wasn't good enough but it wasn't like I was a social outcast it was more like I only had one friend and the one friend sometimes didn't even protect me from the evil monsters that I'm still scared of today.

I look up a little to see were I'm going but not enough for the people at Forks High to notice me. I walk up to English but I get pushed back. I look up to see non-other then queen bee. Tears prickle in my eyes as I feel the cuts and bruises I just landed on begin to open up and the bruises begin to darken.

"Bella, I thought you knew your place was to stay out of my way" The nasally voice commanded me.

"Hello do you mind if you could stop speaking to our friend like a dog, thank you" A gentle yet threatening voice asked.

"Excuse me, why would you want to be friends with that, she's just a nobody but as for me I-" She was cut off by another beautiful voice, I looked up to see angels in front of me.

"Haha you don't see yourself clearly do you Lauren, you think she's a nobody but the only reason why girls are probably your friend is because you always say you got these nice clothes but there really knock offs, so just go" The little one said.

Mine and Laurens mouths were hung open. I then started laughing which hurt my rips alot while Lauren just ran away trying to fake cry so we could feel sympathy for her.

"Are you angels" I asked hoping they were hear to save me from from hell. they just laughed and picked me up with their cold hands and sat me on the ground but not before they noticed me wincing from pain.

They shot me a confused look but then let it pass.

"Sorry were not angels, we're far from it" The tall blonde one said

"But we would like you to join us for lunch" The short pixie beamed at me, I could only return my signature fake smile. without wincing about the marks on my cheeks that were covered up by make up.

"Um sure" I replied quietly. We said our goodbyes then I entered my english class and took my seat waiting for the lecture to begin, after a while i zoned out and started doodling on m sheet and making designs. I loved making designs it was one thing that Charlie couldn't take away from me or anyone else.

After going from class to class the bell rang which was a signal to go to lunch. I slowly got up trying to act as normal as possible and headed for the lunch room. I usually sat right at the back where no one would come but hey at least it was a seat.

As I opened the door I just went to my usual seat, I knew my savious would never actually like me they probably felt sorry for me.

I felt a tear slip down my cheek as I thought again

Nobody wants me.

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