– Bella's point of view –

I starred out of my window, the tears roll over my cheeks I tried to stop but I couldn’t. I had another fight with my parents after a hell in school. It seemed like nobody cared for me, and I’m trying to understand why. I saw my reflection in my mirror and sighed. I didn’t had any friends and was a total loner, which was my nickname for the people at school who bullied me all the time, but I was an A student because I wanted to go to college as far away from here. It was my last year so I had some hope. My parents were another story… My dad was always drunk and blamed me for everything, about not being able to work, not being able to pay the bills, and my mum well she backed him up. I was an only child, which made me happy and also suffer. Happy because my sister or brother would also have a terrible life if they were in this hellhole and suffer because I had no one to talk to, no one to suffer along with.

“BELLA!” I heard my dad yell. Oh God what was it this time, I pulled myself together and went downstairs. I looked at my mum who was also crying.

“What’s this?” my dad asked and threw an college application to me

“It’s a erm college application” I said harshly like he didn’t see.

“Yeah I’m not dumb” he yelled “You are not going anywhere!”

“What, Why?” I asked. “you will go to work after school to pay our bills, I would say drop out of school now, but she” as he nodded at my mum “said to finish the year”

“WHAT?!” I said, he wasn’t going to let me go…“YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID” he yelled “YOU ARE NOT GOING TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE! WE PAYED YOU SO NOW IT’S TIME FOR U TO PAY US!”

I couldn’t believe what he said, there was no way of leaving this hellhole. I looked at my mum but she was just starring at me, she didn’t cared. I ran back upstairs to my room and fell on my bed, crying again.

 The next day I had to go to school, another hell. Maybe earth is hell and death is heaven? I had to walk to school because I had no car, and the bus.. Yeah had some horrible times on them, like people sticking gum in my hair and stuff so not going that way either. The fresh air did me some good and I tried hard not to think about yesterday what he said. Why didn’t they just give me up for adoption or even abortion it would have been better then this. When I arrived at school it was the same old like always. I went to my locker to get my books and walked through the hallway looking at the floor because I didn’t want to start any trouble. But then someone threw my books out of my hands. It was Emmet, the football jock he was so annoying, and the rest of his crew. I didn’t looked at him, I got my stuff together and stood up. They were all starring at me and laughing. I just walked away with tears filling up in my eyes, I needed to be strong and give them no other reason to laugh at me. I already went to class so they couldn’t bother me anymore.