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Acknowledgments:

 

Ok, I thank the one person who inspired me to write this. Aurora Rose.  From her Fan Fiction “Till Death Do Us Part”; I got the idea to write something about social issues. I don’t really relate to this but, I know some people do and I hope they learn from this fan
fic. Thank you to the people who read and commented. It’s what keeps me
writing.

 

~Vannessa~

 

 

 

 

Sing Me to Sleep.

 

ChApTeR oNe: The whole truth and nothing but the truth. 

 

 

 

PREFACE:

 

    In the bathroom I stood in front of the mirror. I spend hours watching the razor blade and my flat half-bared stomach. The distance between the two was significant. I had to
wait for the right moment. I never cut.

 

I never tell the truth either.

 

I lie. 

 

 

***

 

    I stood motionless in the centre of my bedroom; in my hand lay a razor blade that I had furiously ripped out of my mom’s Venus. I had waited long enough for this.
Nearly two weeks. The clock showed
7:43. It would not
be long before my parents have arrived from work. Time was ticking and I didn’t
have very much of it. But still enough to do what I came for. I didn’t like to
be rushed through this process. This was the wonderful part.

 

    I finally lifted my shirt and placed the cold hard blade against my soft pale flesh and sliced through it slowly. A little deeper than last time. Right under the other
four marks. Cold comfort. I let the pain ripple through me. It was a safe pain.
I sighed in relief and watched the blood trickle down staining my jeans.

 

    Quickly I took the piece paper towel I had ripped and dabbed it onto the sliced skin until the blood no longer flowed. Tucking the razor blade into the napkin I placed it
under my sock drawer. Where hopefully no one would look.

 

    I examined the small cut that lay 3-4 inches above my liver. A perfect cut I remember Jacob whispering to me once.  He was my brother. Before he died of course. People say it was a gang beat but I thought otherwise; when the police called
our house telling my parents the news. We spent hours in the hospital waiting
but we all knew the out come to this. There was no chance of him surviving so I
gave up home as soon as I felt hope.

 

    It’s been 5 years, 10 months, 18 days and now 19 hours and 50 minutes. I’ve been counting.  He had died a few months after
I had turned twelve. I could still remember his face on my birthday. It was so
bright and full of joy when he woke me up on that school day. ‘
Happy birthday
little sis!
  He had excitedly
yelled and wrapped me into his arms. He would have been twenty two earlier this
year on January 15th.

 

    I could feel the lost feeling building up. That’s why I never think of him much. It hurts too much to.

 

    A long sigh escaped my lips; slowly I lowered my shirt down carefully not to irritate the skin and made my way into the hall. The brightness burned my eyes and I stood
there for a moment while my eyes adjusted then took a step outside.

 

    The pitter patter of dishes told me they were home. I checked my watch. 8:03 it said in a bright green color. 

 

    “Bella!”  Some one called for me.

 

    I did not answer right away. “Yes?”  

 

    “Come down!”

 

    I yelled from the railing looking directly under. “Yeah?”

 

    My mother stood her hands to her hips. Her mouth turned down but from where I saw it she was smiling. Renee’s pale skin glowed under the brightly lit hall way.

 

    “I said come down. Not yell from the top of the stairs.” Her voice grumpy and clearly stressed.

 

    With out I word said I made my way down the stairs not even looking at her and into the kitchen where Charlie sat. I could feel her glare as she watched me walk buy and
followed me like a stray dog.

 

    My body went straight to the fridge and grabbed some milk.

 

    “What? No hello?” My father whispered.

 

    I shrugged. “Never knew you wanted one.”

 

    His yes narrowed. “Now listen to me you little brat. I’m the man of this house and you respect me. You hear me?!”

 

    I didn’t say anything. Just got a mug from the cupboard and boiled water in the tea pot.

 

    “Look at me!” He yelled.

 

    I felt a hard grip on my arm and in seconds I span around with no intention to. I was now staring at my angry fathers face. It was red and I swore a saw a vain throb in
his temples. But I paid no mind to that. My cup dropped and it shattered into a
million pieces. No one went for them.

 

    My lips were tight. “Let go of me.”

 

    He didn’t.

 

“Charlie please, leave her alone.” My mother trembled in the corner of the kitchen but did nothing to help me.

 

    His reply to my mom was harsh. His deep voice made it sound worse. “Shut up, Renee!”

 

    “I said let go of me!” And with that I pushed him away only to get a slap across the face.

 

    Tears streamed down my face fast and hot. This was not the first time my father had hit me and I was sure it wouldn’t be the last. So I slipped through his fingers and ran.
Ran out of the room and out of the house. I couldn’t take it, this family was
messed up. Ever since Jacob died. Of course Charlie blamed me for what had
happened to him. He always does.

 

I miss him.

 

But he’s gone.

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
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It was so sad and so deep! I cried! I'm so gald that I was the one who inspired u to write it! and please do write more!
Thanks. I read your Fan Fiction "Till Death Do Us Part." I loved it and i thought this up. I'm writing the second chapter now.
Amazing.
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Sing Me to Sleep...(PG 13)

ChApTeR tWo: Cullen…

Before:

I sat in living room by my self. My parents weren’t home yet and Jacob was upstairs doing what ever he does at this time.

I slowly got up and made my way there. For about a minute I stood in front of his door debating whether or not to knock. In the end I decided to do so.

“Come in!” He yelled.

I entered. There I saw him hunched over the one desk that sat in his room in front of his window. His guitar at his side. Jacob was composing again. Like usual.

I laughed.

He turned abruptly. A look sat across his face. “What?” He asked

“It’s always funny when you’re concentrating.” I exclaimed.

“Come here.”

I walked to him. On his desk there sat a bunch of music sheets with his writing all over them. Jacob has written at least twenty songs.

“Listen to this. My new creation.”

I smiled. I’ve always adored Jacob. He was my big brother how could I not. So then I listened.


Oh her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying

She's so beautiful
And I tell her every day

Yeah I know, I know
When I compliment her
She wont believe me
And its so, its so
Sad to think she don't see what I see

But every time she asks me do I look okay
I say

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are


“I wrote this for Emily.” He smiled.

“I love it. It’s sweet.”

“Thanks lil’ sis. I knew you’ll love it.”

I’ll always love it. I thought.

Now:


As I ran I thought about where I would go and where I would sleep. I knew going back home would be a horrific idea. My father would still be wrathful and at this time I really don’t want to face him again. Then it struck me.

Alice.

Alice Cullen is one of my best friends. Ever since 7th grade we’ve been unbreakable. She was smart, witty and always so enthusiastic about everything especially shopping which I hated. She was like my sister one could say.

I reached the front of the house 10 minutes later. Inside was glowing. The exterior of the house was painted white and for some reason it was glowing. Standing out amounts all the others beside it. Only being 8:20 the sky was already darkening and the sphere globe that people call the moon was glimmering with the use of the suns energy.

I walked up the wooden steps onto the porch. Slowly inching my way to the door I raised my hand and rhythmically I knocked on the door. I could hear the whispered that were buzzing inside the house stop abruptly. The door slowly opened and I saw Alice’s small, slim figure on the door way.

“Hey Bella. What are you doing here?” She asked but she didn’t really seem clueless about me unexpected appearance.

I shrugged. “Got kicked out. Well, actually I left.”

“Oh.” She replied.

We stood there silently for a moment of two. Alice broke the silence first. “You need a place to crash?”

A weak smile trailed my lips and I nodded.

Her figure stepped aside giving room for me to enter. “Come on in.”

I did.

I’ve been inside the Cullen’s house many times and I could never get over the tidiness. It was always so clean and proper. Nothing out of place. That was one thing that separated them from every other family in Washington.

I followed her into the living room where I spotted Alice’s mother, Esme, Her brother, Emmett and his girlfriend, Rosalie. I wasn’t really fond of Rosalie and I don’t think she if much fond of me either. My eyebrows scrunched, three of them were missing. But as soon as I thought that, Jasper, Carlisle and Edward walked into the room. I didn’t pay much mind to Alice’s boyfriend and her father. My eyes were on sweet, clever, hansom Edward.

Alice giggled and I glared at her. Instantly she stopped. We both made our way to the love seat couch where Jasper sat.

“What brings you here, Bella?” Carlisle asked one of his arms wrapped around Esme.

“I had a fight with my dad. Didn’t go so well.” I touched my cheek. It was probably starting to redden because it hurt. Soon it would be blue and purple.

His lips pursed. “Oh.”

Emmett’s eyes went to me and he zeroed in on my face and arm. “So what happened? He like kick you out or something? Looks like he beat before he dumped you on the streets.”

“Emmett!” Esme, Alice and Rosalie cried out in unison.

He looked at them innocently. “What?! I want to know.”

“It’s ok. And I wasn’t kicked out; I left because my dad was having a hard time controlling his anger.” I gave another weak smile and looked at my hands.

“Oh, and the bruises I got in gym. Fell a couple of times. You know me clumsy as ever.”

He nodded. “True that.”

I looked at Alice to see if she was going to say anything. Something. She was still and had a blank face. When I stood in front of her she didn’t even seem to notice like she was seeing through me.

“Bella.” She muttered.

“Love.”
This is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cool!! And usually I don't like those abusive, emo stories. I'm sorry; I'm getting off track. Anyway, it's awesome!! Keep posting!

I love it already

WOW!
You are amazing.
Incredible story.
PLEASE UPDATE SOON!
love it!!!!!
wow! keep me updated! I love it!

Peace&Love
Kat♥
awesome fanfic,keep writing please

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