Twilight: Bonnie Cullen.

"To Build A Home"

*Bonnies POV*

My father has me pinned on the cold wooden floor in the hall of our house. His stale, alcoholic breathe fills my nostrils, as I thrash below him.

"Stop it, you little bitch." He screams as he continues to rip my shirt off. I fit desperately to keep it on but he's winning.

"Michael!" I scream, "Michael!" But he isnt here. Im all alone. "Please, please stop."  I scream, beating him.

"Shut up!" My father screams, ripping my clothes off me.

"No, no!" I plea, thrashing and screaming. My father places his huge dirty hand over my mouth, silencing me. I sink my teeth into his hand, causing him to scream, and slap my across the face.

"You bitch!" He bellows. I close my eyes, wishing this would end, that I would just die already, and when I open them. Its seems my wish is going to be granted. My father is laying over me, knife in hand.

And as the knife plummets into my chest, and I roar in pain, I close my eyes and let the darkness consume me.

*Michaels POV*

I cant sleep. Iv'e been laying here in the dark for hours, across the hall from Bonnie. I havent seen my sister in so long. I cant face it. How can I see her, act normal, and leave her with no notice?

I dont know what to do. Im scared. Im tired and guilt is consuming me. Michael,your doing this because you love her. Alison said I could stay. Live with the Cullens, eventually move out. I cant do it. Emotionally, im incapable. There is too many memories here. Im surprised Bonnie can stay here. But, I  suppose she has Edward, and the Cullens. Shes lucky.

As silence fills my room, and I close my eyes, lettin sleep overcome me, something awakens me. Its a bloodcurdling scream. Its Bonnies scream.

I throw back my covers, and jump from my bed, making straight to the door. I swing it open, and walk into the lit hall. Bonnies door is left ajar and when I burst in, she is laying cuddled on the bed into Jasper, with Alice sitting next to them. They got here a lot faster than I did.

"Michael." She croaks, wiping her bloodshot eyes.

"Hey, Bon." I smile sadly. Shes had another nightmare. I havent heard her having them since we cam to the Cullens. But, she had them regulary at home.  

She looks up to Jasper, who is comforting her. "Can I talk to Michael alone, please?"

"Of course." He smiles, an smooths her hair. Alice hugs her shoulders, and places a soft kiss on her hair.

"We'll be downstairs." Jasper says, before nodding to me. Alice slips in beside him, as he holds her and they walk out into the hall, closing the door behind them.

Bonnie sits cross legged on top of her bed. Her duvet is in state, and pillows lay on the floor next to her bed. She must have had an awful nightmare, to be thrashing so much.

"You had a nightmare." I say, walking towards her bed.

"Yeah." She sighs, looking down, playing with her fingers like she used to do as a child, when she lied. "Michael, where have you been?"

"Ive been at work and-" I try to make excuses.

"No, Michael." She weeps, shaking her head. "No." I know that isnt what she means. She wants to know where Ive been since we started living wiht the Cullens.

"Im sorry." Is all I can breathe.

"Michael. Ever snce they got rid of our father, all I wanted was you. To hug me, to help me with homework. To talk about Pride and Prejudice with." I smile at the last comment. She knows I love that book. "But you werent here Michael."