The Babysitter of the evils of Cullen family ch.01
Title: The Babysitter of the evils of Cullen family
Author: so Dramalicious
Genre: Romance
Fandom: Twilight
Category: All Human
Chapter: 01 'Broken Rules'
Words: 2862
Person: Bella
Summary: Bella has lost her love and job. By some misunderstanding she got new job at Cullen's. What happens when their son comes back from NY and meets Bella?
Disclaimer: As you can see I'm not Stephanie Meyer. I just love to play with Twilight.
A/N: Rewritten first chapter. Won't be long here. When I decide if I should put this instead of the real one, it will be out of LJ.
Sitting in my usual spot at Jake’s shop I couldn’t stop having this feeling that this is the worst boring day since last month. Forks were little and boring place for someone who has just finished high school and got engaged with one of the sweetest persons in the world.
My Jake, I thought to myself and sighed. It has been long time since we had announcement that we are engaged and I couldn’t wait any longer but he didn’t want to mess up everything and he wanted only the best for me. Even thinking about his big eyes and that smile, that smile what made you smile back with that much power, I could feel that little smile coming back on my face. Some called it smile of love and I couldn’t argue. I was in love with the man who everyone knows as Jacob Black.
It was around lunch time when the shop doors opened and in came my first customer today, a woman who was shorter than me and with dark pixie hair. I haven’t seen her in this shop but I knew that she was known in Forks for her fashion sense. I didn’t need to help her because her eyes were shining when she saw the sigh ‘New’. I already knew what was happening next, so I took my magazine and started to read it for the third time today. This job was boring as hell; even Forks library with the small amount of books would be more interesting…
“Excuse me,” a silver bell-like voice interrupted my daydreaming or day-boring. “Do you have a smaller size?” I looked at the shirt what she was holding in her arms and back to the place where it was before this woman took it.
“I’m sorry, there are only big sizes for these shirts left,” I said, keeping apologetic voice tone.
She wasn’t looking very happy about what I said. It was shame because our customers where in first place and now this woman who liked this shirt wouldn’t be too happy.
“You could always try to shrink it,” I smiled politely. “Just wash it in hot water and it in the dryer.”
The woman thought for a moment and then smiled at me, “Thank you!”
“No problems!” I said. She bought the shirt and with a good bye she left Jake’s store.
There weren’t any customers after the woman who looked like pixie. I decided to head back to home since I would have to close this place in 15 minutes. There wasn’t really much to do and I doubted that there was any possibility that someone would come here today. I turned off the lights and turned to the front door to lock them and change the sign from ‘Open’ to ‘Closed’.
I headed out to my old 1953 Chevrolet Pickup. It was still running and it wasn’t a surprise why. Jake has always taken care of any problems of my car. He was mechanic, my mechanic. This truck was his fathers before the car crash when he lost ability to walk. I was in love with my car but there was something what I didn’t like, it was so noisy that I could swear to god that all Forks knew I was driving.
‘The Black’s’ store is around 15 minutes away from the house where I and Jake live. We both wanted to live alone without our parents. It was only a good thing that we lived in Forks and I wouldn’t have to drive with my truck from La Push to Forks every day. I didn’t notice that I was near our place since all my thoughts were about love of my life. I turned into our road and parked my car in my usual spot. I looked at the house. It was simple two story house. When we decided to search for a place to live, we had some things what we wanted. He always wanted a wooded house, so we were live in house what was built from wood. I always loved white color for house, so it was white. And that’s how we found ourselves in love with this.
Jacob was already home. It was easy to tell. Whenever we were home, there was light from the front porch but something felt strange. We weren’t the ones who would turn the lights on in every room but now it surely looked like Jake would have something wrong with his head. Doesn’t he know how much it would pay? Never mind.
I headed into our house and looked around to see if he was somewhere near and that’s when I heard the noises. It sounded like a woman voice. Maybe his friend from La Push was here. The sounds weren’t like a friend would be there. There was screaming and some really annoying voice screaming my fiancé name. I ran up the stairs and into the room from what I heard the sounds. It was our bedroom. Oh god please let it be not what I think it is! I opened the doors and froze in the doorway.
I didn’t know what to do. There was a part of me what was screaming to run away and then there was another part. That part was to scream. The sight what was in front of me was something what would break every woman heart. It wasn’t something what you would want to see. There, on my bed, on top of my man was a strawberry blond woman. Naked. And there was my Jake, sweating and moving his hips. One last scream from the woman and I was out of the doors, slamming them hard. I didn’t know where I got the power to move my legs but my brains and my body was working together.
I believe that the sound of the door slamming has erupted then. Jake was running behind me and he was faster than I. It was only matter of time when he caught me. It would be only few seconds when I would feel his arms around me.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
“Bells,” he had the guts to call me that in this moment when my eyes were full with tears and I couldn’t think straight.
I didn’t look at him when he turned my body around so I would face him. I wasn’t looking at his face and when he put one hand under my chin and gently pushed my head up so I would be looking at his eyes I closed my eyes. I could feel tear rolling like waterfall from my eyes and down my cheeks.
“Bells look at me,” he whispered. I didn’t response. I cried even more when the images of our past flood in my head. It was when Jake asked me to be his girlfriend. I still remember the little talk between my father and him.
“You and Bells?” Charlie, my dad, asked him.
“Yes, I want to be with her,” his eyes were sparkling and I could see his emotions so clearly. There it was, there was the love, the passion and the luckiness.
“I have some rules,” Charlie stated.
“I’m all ears Charlie!” it was interesting to watch Jakes face when he was listening to all the rules. There were so many that I started to think that Charlie would soon say that he can’t kiss me or something…
“…and I don’t want that my girl gets pregnant, understand? If you get her a child…I won’t be nice and your grave will be on my backyard,” Charlie was smiling at this rule. He was making so many rules and now he was treating Jake for the ‘most important’ rules.
“The last thing is really simple,” Charlie looked into Jakes eyes and said the words what I thought I would never hear. “Don’t break her heart! You will be dead if my daughter will have broken heart because of you!”
Jake has broken my heart. He broke the most important rule and I didn’t know how long this has been going on. He broke me and strong.
“Bells, I didn’t know what I was doing,” he got me out of my memories and I opened my eyes. I looked in his for what I hopped was the last time. I couldn’t forgive him this. That, what he did there, was something what should happen between two people who were in love and the idea of ‘I didn’t know what I was doing’ was like a shit. He knew what he was doing. He always knew what he was doing.
I took his hand and in a fast move I took my engagement ring off, putting it in his palms.
“Goodbye Jake,” I whispered before getting out of his hold and out of the doors. I could hear him calling my name over and over again as he stand and looked as I drove away from him, from our future.
It was hour later when I sat in my truck near Forks and just sat there, crying all my guts out. I couldn’t stop the tears what was coming and coming. It still hurt just like hour ago when I saw them like that. The image was fresh in my mind and as much as I tried I couldn’t get it out.
I knew I would have to be around Jake tomorrow. I was working in his damn store! I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t know what to do. Only thing what I knew was that it was over with me and Jake. There wouldn’t be a little girl with brown eyes and a little boy what looked like miniature Jake running around La Push. My future was changed and now I didn’t even know what my future was. I knew only one thing. I had to get him out of my life as much as it hurt. I had to do it for myself. I knew that this was impossible but there should be something what I would have to do to forget him.
I didn’t have any place to go. In situations where I felt bad I usually went to him and now there wasn’t any doubt that that would be the right thing to do. I didn’t have that much money with me, so I decided to go home. To my real home where was Charlie all by himself. He would allow me to live with him, at least wile I found a place to live and new job.
I drove back to Forks. I knew I looked wrong and I knew that I didn’t look good enough to go to my father. He would know that something was wrong. But I didn’t have any choose than this. I had to go to my father.
It felt like moment later I was in my father’s arms. I didn’t want to look like a baby but right now I didn’t care. I always was the one who would stand by herself but right now I felt like half of me was gone. That was the biggest half of me. My heart was lost and there was no way I would find it anymore. It took Charlie a little time to get out words from his mouth.
“Bells, what happened?” he asked like he wouldn’t understand.
“He… Jake… He… She…” I didn’t want to say that my love of my life cheated me with a blond bitch.
“I will kill that idiot!” my father whispered, I doubt he wanted me to hear this. Charlie wasn’t a killer but, when it came to me, he was aggressive when someone hurt me. I remember what he did with Tyler after that winter day accident when he almost killed me with his van. Now my father wanted Jacob Black to pay for hurting me.
“Can I go to my room?” I asked quietly. I didn’t want to listen to this when I already felt like shit.
That night my nightmares came back to me. I never had them when I was with Jake and now they were back, eating me alive. I woke up in the middle of night screaming and crying. Charlie rushed in y room and hugged me tightly. He never showed his emotions but there were times like these when his emotions were on surface. I could feel his anger toward Jacob and pain for me being like this.
I had problems with my sleep and when I woke up in the morning the first thing I felt was tiredness but I was afraid to close my eyes when I knew that I would see nightmares haunting me in the darkness whenever I closed my eyes. I knew that I looked bad and I didn’t want to see any proof of it but it wasn’t like I could run away from my reflection. I had to be thought for my father. I couldn’t put him in more pain then he was now because of me.
I went to the bathroom. I had to share it with my father but it was ok. He wasn’t home all the time. He was out there in Forks, fighting with crime. Crime? Forks were safe from that more than other towns but there were some strange times when people got lost and they never were found. Some say that they seen blood around camping places from where they got lost but nothing more.
I almost screamed when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I had a little shadow of dark rings under my eyes. I knew they would appear soon. The nightmare would come back next time I close my eyes.
I was done and ready but where would I go? There was nowhere to go. Usually in this time I would be in Jake’s store but now I could even think about going near that place, knowing that he will be there. I had to do one more thing to be away from him. I had to quit my job.
And here comes the unknown. If I loose this job I won’t have money and it’s hard to find a job here. If I would loose job I wouldn’t have money and I would have to live with my father and on his money. I didn’t want that. But I had to quit that job and hope that someone would need me.
I, Isabella Marie Swan, will find a job no matter what it takes.
When my father came home from his job I asked him to call Billy. Billy Black was Jacob’s father. Billy was like my father. I felt safe around him and he was the only way how to get away from ‘The Black’s’ store without Jacob.
Billy understood what I felt and it was easier than I would think to get away. Now I was free. Free from job. Free from relationships. Free from love. I was free! Free! Fucking free! I didn’t feel any better. This was the bottom. I knew this was the end. I ended the last thing what would keep me somehow with him.
Life wasn’t easy. 2 weeks I didn’t eat or do anything. I just sat on my bed and looked out the window. I wasn’t myself anymore. I wasn’t alive. I could talk but I couldn’t show any emotions, only weakness. I knew it was time to change. I had to live for my father. I had to be strong for him.
When I was sure Charlie wasn’t home I walked downstairs in my style. I was clumsy and my stage made me clumsier. At least I didn’t hurt myself or maybe I didn’t feel anything. I got to the kitchen where I knew Charlie would keep today’s newspaper before he would throw it out. I searched for the page what I wanted to read the most. For my surprise, there were people around Forks who wanted employers and I started to search for what I would like to.
There was something about a family who needed babysitter for their 3 kids. Yeah, good luck with that! There was nothing for me to do and then I stopped at one what seemed the only choose here.
‘Brandon cosmetic’ is searching for employers, girls who are older than 18 and would love to advertise cosmetic.
Ok, I hate cosmetic but that shouldn’t be hard. I’ve seen enough of what would they have to do and it wasn’t really a job. You had to smile and show newest cosmetic.
I quickly dialed the number what was shown with the advert and waited when someone would pick it up.
“‘Brandon cosmetic’ Alice speaking,” sang a bell-like voice. It sounded familiar.
“Hello, I was calling to ask if you are still searching employers.”
“Yes, we are,” she sang. “Would you like to try?”
“Yes,” I answered fast and could hear a little giggle from the other side of the phone.
“Good,” she said and gave me the information about tomorrow when I would have meeting with the owner of the cosmetic company.