Bella's pov: SMASH... The glass beer bottle fell on the floor as I cowered in the corner of the kitchen my father slowly advancing towards me with a menacing mean look on his face making me scared and tearful. Suddenly my father picked up a piece of the broken glass bottle in front of me and brought it up to my throat, "please.....please don't h-hurt me I'm sorry I didn't mean to knock it over I-it won't h-happen again I ..", " shut up bitch!" Tears poured like a waterfall down my cheeks and advanced to my neck. I was so screwed and scared I black out-
Sorry for the short start
