Broken (Twilight Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

I entered through the unlocked front door of my home- the place I call my personal Hell. I slowly and carefully closed it behind me, hoping to not alert Charlie. If he'd heard me, he'd come for me. He would come to me and hurt me if he was drunk. But he'll still hurts me when he's sober, just slightly less painful and more under control.

I sneaked to my bedroom, but almost screamed in fear as I saw Charlie sitting on my mattress. He had his big, black belt in his hand, all rolled up, ready to use on me. He stood up and regarded me with a smile at my quivering form.

"Stand by the wall," he ordered.

I silently walked to the wall and placed the palms of my hands against it. I gasped in air and braced my back. I was trembling, waiting for the blows.

I screamed as the belt's buckle snapped on my back and Charlie shouted at me to be quiet. I obeyed, still shaking, and gritted my teeth for the second strike. He didn't disappoint as he slashed again. I gasped in pain and I knew that the strike had drawned blood. I could feel the red, watery liquid slowly falling down my bony spine, coating my top as it fell.

He continued hitting me until I cried out in agony and collapsed to the floor. I could smell blood and it made me nauseated as the scent travelled up my nose. I cried out again and Charlie kicked my side. He crouched down next to me, black belt in his hand.

"What have I ever told you about being silent?"

I didn't respond; I was in too much pain. He grew angry and kicked my side again, making me gasp.

"Answer me!" He yelled, spitting angrily into my cringing face.

"To be silent is to be good." I managed to say between gritted teeth as my back throbbed with pain. The back of my top was drenched in blood and I shivered as I felt the blood drying on my skin.

"I'll leave you now. I'll be back later." He stood up and carried the black belt with him as he left. He closed the door and locked it behind him.

Looks like I won't be fed tonight, I thought.

I never get fed anyway. The only time I do is when Charlie has company over, but that only happens once a month as he normally goes to his friend's house. At school I don't eat as Charlie doesn't give me money. I'm all skin and bone, but I can't complain. Charlie's punishments would become worse than what they already are if I said anything.

I managed to slowly crawl to my mattress. It's only a old, stuffy mattress on the ground, but it's better than the cold, hard floor. I grimaced and sucked in a breath sharply when my back sent a shock of pain in my body.

I curled up into a ball and covered myself with the ratty blanket. It never gave me warmth, but I liked it when I couldn't see how bad my life is. I could escape into my own little world as I'd drift off to sleep. Dreams were my sanctuary, nobody could hurt me in my dreams. I could do whatever I want, without consequences.

I cried myself to sleep, shivering as the broken window in my room let a piercing breeze into the room.

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I woke up when the lock on my door was bolted open and Charlie stalked in. He saw my curled form and grabbed my arm tightly. I yelped as he pulled me off my mattress and I stumbled to the floor. Charlie signed in annoyance and dragged me along the floor.

He pulled me to my feet and opened my closet. He took out a long sleeved top and black leggings. He told me to put them on and I did. I couldn't help but wince as the top touch my back and when I finished Charlie nodded his head in approval.