CHAPTER 1: A lost soul

THE blankets were wet. My eyes were rimmed with tears, red and sore. I was crying, once again. Lying there like a soul lost child. My parents yelled at me once again, but not only yelling, hitting too. With bruises on my arms and face, and a splintering headache in my head, I lay crying, crying and crying. I realized that I never knew what it felt like to be loved. Even by my own parents.

Morning seeped through my windows, I turned and opened my eyes, as soon as I did I regretted it, my eyes were sore and dry. I blinked a few times to adjust my sight.

" We should have never accepted her." my mothers voice hissed.

" We had no choice, it was either her or our death." hissed my father back.

" They were so beautiful! did you see how they sparkled in the sunlight?

" Yes, and they all had flawless smiles, so confident.,"

" Especially the pixie like one, what was her name again? Alice?"

Alice. That was an old name, it instantly reminded me of Alice in wonderland. However Alice was such an old name. A name that no one had.

" Yes Alice, Rosalie too was beautiful. She looked more like a goddess than a human."

" Human" my mom scoffed at the word, But why?

" You know what I mean."

" Isabella, she held the baby so close, and she glared at me like I was dead meat if I killed her or hurt her."

" Emmett the big strong one, looked ready to do so."

" Jasper too glared at us. He was the most quiet. But he looked fierce."

" I must say, that Carlisle, and Esme were the more compassionate ones, they held Edward back, when I thought about shooting that child and her mother. I swear that's why he sprang up in a crouch, as if he heard my thoughts."

" Yes I know.. they are after all ….."

After all what? I wanted to know, I silently pressed my ear to my door to catch my mom's hushed voice. Instead I heard footsteps. I dashed to my bed and covered my self with my blankets, just in time to hear the door creak open. I shut my eyes, and pretended to sleep.