Unknown Saviors Chapter 1: Revelations & Beginnings
A/N:Rated M for language and physical/sexual abuse. If you are sensitive to the issue of abuse please do not read! It is not my intention to hurt anyone's feeling with this story.
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Chapter 1 - Revelations & BeginningsSongs for Chapter 1: From the Inside - Depswa & Who's got my back? - Creed**** indicates flashback****
Looking back to the time after my father died and I was alone I never thought my life would be so… tortured. I met Mike in high school and he was always following me around like a lost puppy. I finally gave him a chance when we started college. It was okay but not what I had expected.
We are getting ready to start our sophomore year of college and I am not in a good place. Mike convinced me a few months ago to move in with him and I really wish I could take it back. He was a very nice, sweet and caring man until I moved in.
That's when he joined the football team and became popular and he changed. Not for the better. He became an arrogant, mean son-of-a-bitch. Now I am like a caged animal at the pound waiting to be put down and out of my misery. He tells me what to do and I am the idiot who listens. What choice do I have?
I look back on the first time he ever hit me and try to see where I went wrong.
*****“Bella hurry up we’re going to be late damnit!” Mike yelled.
“I am hurrying but I can’t find my shirt. You could come and help you know,” I said with a hint of anger.
“Damnit! Come help me if you are in such a hurry!” I was beginning to get irritated with his badgering me.
“What in the fuck do I look like your fucking maid?” he said as he grabbed my arm.
“Let go of me!” I yelled.
“Bella why are you doing this, can’t you just behave and listen to me?”
“Mike, I am not a dog. I don't obey you. I am ….”
He cut me off with a hand across face. The next thing I knew I was on my back, laying across the bed gasping for air. He told me just to stay home; he didn’t want to be bothered with me tonight.
I packed my clothes and was ready when he came home to leave. He walked in,apparently in a bad mood. He stopped dead in his tracks as he stared at my suitcaes.
"Where in the hell are you going?"
“I am done with you. I will not let you do this anymore. I am telling you goodbye!" I yelled.
I grabbed my stuff to leave and my face met the wall. "You listen to me and listen good. There is no getting away from me. Where are you gonna go, huh? You have no one to run to. Jacob doesn't love or want you around and that stupid father of yours got himself killed so what the hell are you going to do? I will always find you. I will not let you go, I would kill you first. I'd make you suffer, the way you make me suffer. Remember what I tell you. If you ever think of doing this again. I. Will. Kill. You!" he yelled.
I laid there for hours crying and wishing I could get away. But I knew he would find me. I will always remember that day as the start of the shit track called life with Mike.
In all honesty he scares the shit out of me. Charlie raised me better than that. I mean I know self-defense and all but there is a size difference. I am only 5’ 2” and he is 6’ and easily out weighs me by 100 pounds, maybe more. He is the quarterback for the University of Washington in Seattle and is a total ass hat! I thought I was in love with him that's why I moved in, but after moving in I am not so sure. I despise him, but he loves me.
When we go out with his friends, my friends, anyone really, he is always so polite. God forbid I disagree or say something that’s on my mind. As soon as we are in the door I am being slammed into a wall or the couch.I just don’t think I can take much more. He only hits me where no one will be able to see the bruises. I can’t image what anyone would say if I ever told them what he did to me. They’d either not believe me or he’d kill me for telling.
I know my life in a on the shit track but what else can I do? I have no family left; Jacob, my best friend, is not around since he got a life of his own with Maggie and his duties as a quillette pack member. He loves it of course but I miss him. Being away from them only makes things worse for me. At least Mike love’s me, right?
“What the hell are you complaining about Swan? If you would stop making him mad this would not happen!” I get the feeling I will just have to endure it until he kills me or I get enough nerve to fight back. Most likely, he's going to kill me.
I wish I was Jennifer Lopez in ‘Enough’ or Julia Roberts in ‘Married to the Enemy.’ The kicked ass and took names. I am not that strong though and the likelihood of me getting the best of him is highly unlikely. If he was dead maybe. Shit!
The song that came on the radio made stop in my tracks. Depswa's Breaking Inside, I am taking it as a sign, I am just stuck.
I cried out in frustration, “This is not the time or place to be thinking of this shit Swan.” I was trying to give myself a pep talk as I got ready for bed and it was not working out so well. All I can do is avoid alone time with him as much as possible and try to save enough money to move out. I had a bunch saved already but I might need emergency money so I will leave it for a bit.Now that I had a half-assed plan I finished getting ready for bed a little less anxious. Classes started early in the morning and I'd need all my sleep to be able to focus.
Beep........... Beep.......... Beep...........
“Fuck me!” I growled as I stretched. The first day of classes was here. I slapped my alarm off the table beside the bed. It is entirely too early for my brain to function. I had too much on my mind when I went to bed and I did not sleep much.
Why am I torturing myself with an early class? Oh yeah to be able to spend as time away from Mike as possible. When I rolled over he was not there, I was confused for a minute then remembered he had an early morning scrimmage. Thank you Jesus. I can relax a minute before I get up.
“Bella Swan, get your ass out of this bed right now! You do not want to be late for class.” Yelling at myself is probably not a sane thing to do but it always seems to work.
I got up, showered, got a cup of coffee and was out the door in less than 30 minutes. The only time I can truly smile during the day and feel completely happy is when I go out and see my baby.
“Daisy,” I cried out with a giggle.
Okay it's a car but she is my baby. She is a 2008 Ford mustang, black and very fast. I am not really one for the speed but I love this car. It was my birthday present from my dad right before he was killed. I will cherish her forever. Every time I was behind the wheel it felt like Charlie was with me. Always my protector. I got to the school parking lot and parked Daisy.
As I got out all eyes were on me and I hate being the center of attention. I could feel my cheeks redden with a blush as I got my backpack from the trunk. I noticed a small group of kids watching me but paid them no more attention as I headed to the lecture hall for my first class.
“Alice, what was that?” Edward asked in a panic.“I.... I don't know. I think it was her,” I said pointing to the girl we saw getting her backpack out of the mustang that was drawing gasps and whispers.
She was in danger but I couldn't tell when or where. Why am I having a vision about her? I've never seen her before. I am sure of it.
“Edward can you get a read on her. I hate to ask but...” I trailed off seeing his face.
“No. I... she is a blank spot for me.”
“What do you mean a blank spot?” Jasper asked.
“Has that ever happened before?” Rosalie asked.
“No, I will have to talk to Carlisle about it when they get back in the morning,” he whispered.
I could see her going into the same lecture hall I was in so I was going to make it my mission to get to know her and figure this out. We all scattered to go to our respective classes. As I walked in, I immediately found her sitting in the back of the class.
I giggled to myself as I thought of having a friend at school. I made my way to her and sat next to her. She did not cringe away from me like most humans did. I knew she and I were going to be good friends.
Chapter Notes: This was just a small introduction in to their little world. You guys will noticed that my musical genres change between chapter.
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