My Cullen Heroes

9 years. 9 years is how long I've dealt with Billy abusing Jake and I. Ever since I was four years old I've cleaned the house, washed the dishes, and done anything Billy told me to do.

But worst of all, for all these years I've experienced something worst then the pain and tears combined. I've watched my best friend being hurt.

Jacob has always been my best friend since my dad, Charlie and my Mom died. Billy took me under his wing after I got the call that on the way to the divorce agency my parents swerved off the road into a electrical box immediately killing them both.

After that I started to live with the Blacks. We used to have family game night. Go to the movies. Anything to get my mind off if what happened. You see this is before Billy started his addiction. Alcohol addiction.

Every night after it started he would come demanding for dinner even if it was 1 AM. And if I didn't he would smack or punch me. That's where just a few of my scars come from. Most of them come from after dinner when he would throw plates at me and beat both me and Jake. Luckily I figured out pretty quick to cover your face. So, my face doesn't look that bad. But my whole other part of my body is another story.

My arm and legs are covered in discoloring bruises and scratches. My back has whip marks from when Billy wants to have to most fun. Let's just say that Billy is the devil itself.

I heard the front door close. Yes, I thought, Billy's gone. I walked up to my room to have a little relaxing time before he came home. I laid on my bed and started to read one of my few books. Then I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I called.

Jake opened the door looking nervous "Hey

"Hey Jake!" I even let a small smile cross my face.

Jake closed the door and sat on my bed. "I need to talk to you. " He said. I started to get a little nervous. What did he need to talk to me about?

"You need to leave. Right now."

"What? You mean you and me?"

"No. Just you. Let me rephrase myself. You are leaving right now."

"No! I can't just leave you!"

"It's fine Bella I'm strong." He whispered. He gave me a backpack that I realized he was holding. "This has some money and some food and directions to where I want you to go. Take a taxi and leave right now."

He was now pushing me the stairs and out the door. I was bawling. "No Jake!! I'm not leaving you!!" He was my best friend. Even though he is 16 and I'm 14 he's my other half.

"I'm fine Bella really just go please. I love you. I'll find you one day. Just please go to the house I told you. They will love you."

"Please Jake No!!!!" But he had already shut the door in my face. I sobbed and walked to the closest taxi station and waited for the next one. Once I got in I gave the man the directions and he raised an eyebrow.

"Forks huh?"