Breathe (Twlight Fanfic)

How Isabella Swan Became a Knight

A/N : This is a throw back chapter to when Bella was a Swan and how she became a Knight.

"Momma!!! Mommaa!!! PLEAASEE" I sob "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to please wake up please!!" I cried holding onto my mothers limp body. I didn't move from her side until my dad came home and pulled me from her and called the ambulance, even though it was too late.

My father and I sobbed for months. But for my dad months became in to years i was 3 when my mother died. I was 4 when my dad attempted to kill himself. He had 3 failed attempts that year. That I know of. I was 5 when my dad hospitalized himself hoping that it would help fight depression. I was sent to a christian group home. I always tried to help out with cleaning cooking anything and everything I could do.

He promised me that when he was better we would move on a farm and I could have what i always wanted. A pony named Thunder. Every month I would get a letter from my dad talking about the farm we would have. Until all the letters stopped when i was 7. At first i convinced myself that the mail man probably went to heaven with mommy, but the letters still didn't come. Not when i was 7 or 8 or 9.

When I was 9 I was called down to Sister Agnus's office where she explained to me that my father decided if was best for me to be adopted. You should have seen how fast I ran out those doors. I found a tree and curled myself in a ball.

The other girls in the home explained to me that chances are I would not be adopted. People only wanted babies. It's was a complete surprise when Sister Agnus called me down to her office and told me a married couple were thinking about adopting me. That very same day I had my first meeting with the Knights. Mrs. Knight has dark brown hair with unnatural bleach blonde streaks, he face average, medium beige skin, hazel eyes that matched Mr. Knights, she wasn't fat but she was rather large. Her lips were the exact opposite from full, the wrinkles on side of her eyes really aged her. I was shocked to learn she just turn 30.

Mr. Knight has black hair, hazel eyes, pale skin but still more tan than mine. he had to be about 6ft tall a good head taller than Mrs. Knight, and muscular, I never stood a chance against him. He still looked old but was a lot more youthful looking than Mrs. Knight. He also has very very dark under eye circles. I was scared of him before i even knew him.

The knights met with me 5 times before they decided to go through with the adoption. They asked me questions about what i liked to do, If i liked cooking, cleaning, if I knew what a swiffer wet jet was. I realize now how weird these question were. They just want a kid who knew how to do there dirty work. I was too young to understand and too excited that I might possibly have a family again, by now I've given up on the whole institution of 'family'

When the adoption was complete my life was put upside down. I was given the list of rules that i needed to follow, and the corresponding punishment. I was terrified of them. The first time they beat me was the first day I got to there house, they beat me while they explained the rules. They wanted me to fear them, and they succeeded.

Life has never been easy for me and I suppose I deserved it, I did murder my mother. I've live in the Knights care for 7 years. I hardly remember my life before them. They convinced me that this is the only life that matters. I had to agree or they would beat me. Mr. and Mrs Knight may be monsters but they know what there doing.