Chapter 1: BPOV
    “Isabella Mary Swan, get your 屁股 down here right now!” he yelled. I hurried out of 床, 床上 and ran downstairs to face the impending danger of my so called “father” Charlie Swan. My dad is the police officer for Forks, Washington. I know what you’re thinking that because he’s a cope he should be the good guy well guess again. Charlie has two different kinds of hobbies that make him different from about 75 % of the fathers of the United States of America. His first is to drink and when he wasn’t drinking he was doing his 秒 hobby which was beating his daughter known as me. Charlie, has been beating and sexually abusing me ever seen my mother, Renee died. My mother died when I was only 5 years old though I don’t know how she died but all I do know is that Charlie blames me which explains why I get the daily beatings from hell.
“Coming char- dad” I yelled. I really wish I didn’t need to go downstairs. I was trying to walk downstairs calmly and slowly because I am a HUGE cults but before I was even down the first steps I was pushed down. When I got up finally I had a splitting headache and I couldn’t get that far because when I did I was slammed up against the 墙 and held there with his hand around my neck holding with a death grip.
    “Where’s my food, Bitch? It’s supposed to be on the 表 before I get home. I thought that was our deal Isabella. Don’t forget EVER forget that is the ONLY reason why you’re still living in this house and not on the streets.” He said. I wasn’t trying to 显示 him emotion 或者 pain because he lives off the pain of others, and I do not want to be that person.
    “I’m sorry Char-dad. I fell asleep and I didn’t mean too. It won’t happen again I promise. I can make 晚餐 right now if 你 want me to” I said. Hiding all fear and sacredness in my voice and covering it with a confident and strong voice which is not how I feel at all.
    “Just cook my 食物 then get out of my face. Isabella 你 are a selfish whore and 下一个 time this happens I won’t be as nice about your punishment and consequent as I was this time.” He said. Then his foot came in contact with my ribs one last time before he walked away muttering words I didn’t bother figuring out.
    After a few 秒 I got up off the ground and started getting anything and everything out of the cupboards. All I found was eggs, mike, and pancake mix. I guess that what were having and if he has a problem then well I’m just going to get yet again a another beating 或者 something a lot worse.
    I was about half way down when I noticed someone was watching me. When I turned around a 啤酒 bottle was being thrown at my head but I ducted. I’m getting so sick of his crap. I was about to grab something and throw it at him when I felt hands go up and down my waist and 吻乐队（Kiss） my neck up and down. I started to panic. How many drinks have he had? I didn’t know what to do so I took the hot pan full of hot grease and smacked him with it and ran.
    I’ve never undermined Charlie before. Where do I go? Where am I supposed to live? Why the hell did I just do that to my own father? What the hell was I thinking? I don’t know but I had this strange feeling in the pit of my stomach and I’ve never felt this way before. I felt like the 19 years of guilt, stress, sacredness, and lastly the loss of hope was gone from my mind, 心 and every once emotion that has passed scene my mother has passed was off my shoulders. I can feel the freedom of my father’s way of loving me and the way he makes 首页 feel like I already live on the streets.    
“Isabella Sawn, get 你 scrawny butt in this house this instant. If 你 don’t get in here I will personally bring 你 in this house and 你 will not enjoy what 你 have waiting for you. So if I were 你 I would think twice before 你 make your decision.” Charlie said. Great there goes my freedom. Should I go back? Should I get in my car and leave?
    “Charlie, go to hell.” With that I ran to my car and I got in as fast as I could. I saw Charlie running out of the house with pure rage and looking ready to about anything to get me back in that house died 或者 alive. I pulled out of the drive way and sped as fast as I could out of sight with my new Maclaren F1 GT that I spent all my saved money from my 6 jobs on. The only thing I could hear was Charlie yelling and screaming for me to come back which I’m not.
    I don’t know where I’m going to go and I don’t know where life is going to take me but I know deep down that if I had the courage to leave Charlie and stand up to my abusive physically and mentally father then I can accomplish anything that if I put my 心 and mind together.
    “By the way, Isabella Swan, Happy 20th Birthday to you.” I 说 to myself and with that I put myself on highway 101 and headed for my new life as an independent woman.