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A Cinderbella Story

I hope you guys like this, I made it up on my way to and from

school. Comment please!!!

These are Stephenie Meyer’s characters except for the ones Imade up. Enjoy!

“Father let me out!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. “Please!

Please Father, let me out!”

I cried out before I slumped back from the door to the floor in

surrender.

I don’t know what I did to deserve being locked in the basement. I

slowly let my thoughts

drift back to 6 o’clock in the afternoon, where I think it all had

started.

“Isabella!” My mother barked, “For the last time come

downstairs!”

“Argh!” I hate my parents! What did they want now?! A tissue, the

remote – my head on

a silver platter?! They are so damn lazy!!!

It doesn’t help that they carry a strange hatred for me. As I grew

up, I always saw that

venomous glare; every time they saw that I was filled with

happiness or a sort of

peacefulness I was sent away with hisses of “Get lost, I can hardlycare!”

My sisters were no better. They were beautiful, almost in an

eternal sort of way. I wasn’t

jealous; I controlled my feelings of hatred or envy. In actual fact, I



could have loved them,

but their vanity, shallowness and attitudes were just too much to

handle. If they couldn’t find

they’re mirrors or couldn’t be bothered to get it out, they’d use me

as some sort of talking mirror.

“So how’s my hair?”

“Fine”.

“So how’s my skin?”

“Fine”.

You know this monologue would go on if it wasn’t for school, or

my parent’s arrival from their

daily duties.

I always felt left out whenever there was some sort of family do

going on. All my family would

dress up like they were going to get a visit from the Queen. Yes,they wore ballroom gowns, like

‘Good god!’ My sisters would be in one room, laughing, giggling,

snorting halfway and of course

to complete the whole girly thing they would also talk about boys!

And me… (Sigh) I would be ‘miss nobody’, ‘miss invisible’… but

like I cared about that! I don’t

need them to care, I don’t need anyone!

Ding Dong! Damn! Father’s back from work and I’m not ready

yet… Oh man! He’s going to kill me!

They’re going to kill me! I started to whimper, when I

remembered what had happened last time…



Ah! I opened my eyes and banged the alarm clock that was

beeping so outrageously; it was 7:00.

Oh my god!!!! Dinner starts at 7. Father’s going to be very angry

with me.

I quickly threw on a black top and converses. I ran down the spiral

staircase, taking as many steps

as I could without tripping; I could really do without a concussion

today.

I ran into the dining room, passing all the worried looks of the

maids and workers of the house.

Everyone was seated. My father was sitting at the head of thetable, my sisters at the sides and my

mother opposite my father. I normally sat opposite my sisters,

without another glance at my father I

sat down in my seat. A plate was placed in front of me; I

whispered a quick thank you to the maid.

The maids liked me but my “family” didn’t.

“What do you think you are doing?!” A voice boomed. I looked up

to my father’s black livid eyes.

“Eating?” It came out as a question.

“YOU COME IN LATE, TAKE A SEAT WITHOUT AN

INVITATION AND THEN YOU HAVE THE NERVE

TO TALK BACK TO ME!” He stood up from his chair and started

his way towards me.

“Jonathon, don’t,” my mother protested in a small voice.

“Do not get involved Claire!” He barked at her, demanding

instant obedience.



He was getting closer to me; I got out of my seat, slowly backing

away.

“Look at you!” He growled, “Who takes care of you? Who feeds

you? Who gives you clothes?” I didn’t knowif it was a rhetorical question or if he actually expected me to

answer it. I quickly decided to stay silent.

He looked me up and down, when his eyes returned to my face his

face turned into a snarl. “I pay for everything

in this house and you have the nerved to come to dinner dressed

like a TRAMP?!” His voice rose as he continued

to talk.

He suddenly grabbed me by the neck; I could feel my windpipe

slowly closing. Maybe that was his intention;he was

fed up so he was going to kill me. I looked over at my mother; she

was sitting down watching us with mild

interest as if this was daytime television. I moved my eyes on to my

sisters; they were just sitting there, they’re hands

under the table... texting, huh.

“Do you think they could help you?” He must have seen me

watching my “family” he was laughing at me, at my

hopelessness. He came closer, so he was near enough to whisper

in my ear, “No one could stop me if I wanted

something.”

He was still in possession of my neck but he held on my neck was

not hard enough for me to lose consciousness. He looked me in the eye, “You disgust me, and you also ruined my

dinner,” and with a twist of his wrist he

threw me out of the window. The last thing I could remember is

him walking out of the dining room without a

second glance, and then there was utter blackness.



When I was finally released from the awful flashback I realized I

wasn’t ready; it was 6:30 pm and dinner started

at 7:00 (sigh).

I opened my closet and selected a black dressy corset thing, I don’t

know much about fashion, so yeah, a corset dress.

I pulled my brush through my plain brown hair which reached

quarter way down from my shoulders. I had common

brown eyes which were supposed to suit my hair but I don’t think

it does. I didn’t know much about make – up only

some basics; if you can call it that. I wore upper eyeliner, mascara,

a bit of blusher and to finish off some skin colour lip gloss. I wore my heart shaped locket necklace as always, I don’t

know why but I always felt like it was extremely

important.

Ding Dong! Oh damn, I wonder who that was, it’s probably my

sisters from the mall or something.

I finished getting ready within 10 minutes. I walked down thestairs and walked into the living room. 11 pairs of eyes

were on me, 4 of which belonged to my family and the other 7

were gold. We had visitors; I wasn’t allowed to be here

when we had visitors.

* * * * *

EPOV

My family and I had just moved into Alaska in a place called

Ambler. I wanted to stay away from Denali, away from Tanya.

I gave my family another excuse for not staying there so it

wouldn’t seem as if I didn’t like her. It wasn’t that I didn’t like her,

it was because she had a sort of crush on me, she was very



persistent in trying to get me into bed with her; I tried to gently tell

her that I wasn’t interested but damn! That woman was persistent!

“Edward, sweetheart, are you okay?” I looked into the eyes of my

adopted mother but the only mother I ever knew; I couldn’tremember my mother in my humanity, everything then was blurry.

He’s so sad, so lonely he deserves someone special, someone who

would love him. I smiled at her, “I’m fine mom”

“Edward,” Alice sang as she danced down the stairs, “Come on, let

me get you ready”.

“Oh right, I forgot we are going to the Swan house tonight,” This

will be fun, I thought sarcastically. Carlisle and our family had

gotten invited to a business man’s house, Jonathon Swan.

After I came down from showering and putting the clothes that

Alice set out from me, Carlisle was back from work and Rosalie,

Emmett, Jasper and Alice were all in the living room.

“Is everyone ready?” Carlisle said as he came into the living room.

“Yes!” We all called.

Alice and Jasper rode with me in my Volvo and Carlisle, Esme,

Rosalie and Emmett went in Carlisle’s Mercedes. The drive there

was very quick and very quiet.

The house was big, probably bigger than ours; we got out and rang

the door bell. We were met by a maid; she had short black hair

and pale blue eyes. Wow, they are really beautiful. I smiled.

“Good evening Sir would you like to come in,” she stepped back



and allowed us in and asking to take our jackets.

“Thank you,” I said. Did he just thank me? No one ever thanks

me... except for Bella (sigh). She sounded so shocked that I

thankedher, do they not treat their maids in a good manner?

“Please follow me,” we followed her to the living room. They’re

was 4 people in there, Jonathon, his wife and I suspect their

daughters.

I looked at them as they were watching me with eyes of pure lust.

Although I was looking at them I didn’t see them; to me they were

indifferent shades of black and white.

“Dr. Cullen and his wonderful family,” Jonathon Swan welcomed

us.

“Good evening, Mr. Swan-”

“Please call me Jonathon, all of you”.

“Thank you, call me Carlisle. This is my wife Esme and our

adopted children. Rosalie and Jasper are twins and this is Emmett,

Alice and

Edward,” he pointed to us so he spoke.

“Welcome. This is my family, my wife Claire, and my daughters,

Ashley and Sarah. Please do sit down, dinners at 7:00 and now for

drinks,”a maid came in and set and tray of drinks down onto the table.

“So are any of you single?” he asked. If any of them are then they

can get married to one of my girls.



I told my family what he had thought; I spoke so low that no

human ears would be able to hear.

Carlisle had informed him that Rosalie and Emmett were dating

and Jasper and Alice were also dating. I however was single. Icould hear

the squeals of the sisters in my head; it was enough to give me a

headache.

I could hear footsteps walking towards us but I couldn’t hear

anything from them. Why? Why were they so silent to me?

The girl, no, woman that came through the door was beautiful…there were no words to describe her. She was wearing Victorian

corset

that stuck to her like second skin, they showed all her curves. She

was absolutely beautiful. She had dark chocolate eyes and silky

browny

red hair which came just below her breasts. She wore a necklace a

heart shaped one that fell under her dress, in the middle of her

breasts;it was just asking for attention. I could feel myself go hard; that

never happened! Who was she? And why couldn’t I read her

mind?

When she saw that everyone was watching at her, she blushed. It

was so beautiful I could only stare. I started hearing things voices.

Aw, Eddie has a crush, how cute! Emmett

Aah! Finally, someone for our Edward, those other girls do not

deserve him. Esme

I am very happy you found someone you like son. Carlisle



Dude I am feeling lust from you and its kind of weird coz I kind of

feel like jumping on Alice; I’m happy for you though, you deserve

to be happy. Jasper

I’m going to get a new sister, look at what she’s wearing aVictorian corset like omg! But why is she wearing flats?! Alice

Wow, she’s actually kind of pretty – not prettier than me though

but pretty. She’s better than Tanya. Rosalie

Urgh! What is she even doing here? Daddy’s not going to like that

and nobody is going to steal my boyfriend, future husband. Ashley

Oh look what the cat dragged in, why is she here? Sarah

This girl has a death wish Claire

Nobody is going to take Edward away from my girls, whichever

one he picks, not even her! Jonathon

Why were they all speaking so badly about her? While I wasthinking about that, my angel spoke.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize we were having guests,” she looked

down; the sadness in her face was heartbreaking.

“Its okay,” I quickly said before anyone else could say anything.

“If you don’t mind me asking, who are you?” Carlisle continued

for me, I whispered thanks to him.

“Isabella, but I prefer Bella,” She said with a sincere smile.

She’s perfect! I always wanted another daughter. Esme sang in her

head. I smiled, happy that I could make her happy.



“Yes, thank you.”

“Come here,” she said with a smile. I crossed the space between

us.

“Yes?” I asked, curiously.

“Here taste this and tell me if it’s ok,” she cut out a piece of cake

and put it into a saucer for me and gave me a fork.

“Mmmm, delicious!” I smiled at her as I finished my piece of cake.

She smiled at me before giving another piece of cake on my plate.“Bella, you better go upstairs to your room before Master Swan

comes to check in here, I don’t want you to get into trouble,” it was

the maid Dorota.

“Thank you Dorota for the warning, go on Bella,” Maria smiled at

me for giving the saucer on my hand and walking back to her

cooker.

I smiled at Dorota before running upstairs as quietly as I could. I

closed my door, flung myself on my bed and let my thoughts

wander.

I thought of being someone else, someone beautiful, who was

loved by everyone around her. I sighed and covered my eyes with

my arm.

If only…

I flipped myself over so I was lying on my stomach; I then grabbedmy book which was under my pillow. The reason it was there was

because my so called sisters like coming into my room and

burning them and everything else I like even my most beloved

book

Wuthering Heights.



The book was called Acheron and it was about ancient Gods. The

Goddess of Destruction, Apollymi had a son Apostolos but her

husband

Archon wanted him dead as he was the Final Fate and basically theend of the world. Apollymi had to hide him so she put him into the

womb

of the Queen of that time.

The Queen gave birth to twins, Acheron and Styxx, they were both

supposed to be princes. Until they looked into the eyes of Acheron,

swirling silver, like the blind. For that reason they hated him.

When he reached the age of puberty he was what every single person desired.

Men and women desired him, they hated him too. They hated him

for making them want him. He was sent away to his uncles who

had used

him sexually. He had become a whore. Later we find out that the

reason why everyone had desired him was because he was touched

by the

Goddess of Desire who was concerned for the world and didn’twant the apocalypse to happen.

Ryssa Acheron’s sister had sent so many letters to her brother but

had gotten no replies so she had begged her father to bring

Acheron back

home but he had refused and basically ignored the fact that he had

another son. Ryssa was so worried, she hated Styxx and to her, her

only

brother was Acheron and she loved him. She soon got sick of theKing’s refusals so she had set out to go get Acheron herself or just

check

that he was ok. When she found his door she went in only to find

that her uncle had made Acheron a whore and he didn’t want to go

back



home where his father had wanted nothing to do with him. When

his uncle died he was sent back home and was imprisoned in the

castles dungeon.

Ryssa tried to come down everyday to check if he was being fedand was ok. She went to her father and demanded that her brother

should

have a room of his own. He reluctantly agreed to it but said that if

he put a foot wrong then there was nothing she could do that would

keep

him away from his wrath.

Acheron soon got sick of his life so he tried to starve himself buthis father would not allow it as they found out that if Acheron dies

than

Styxx would die. So they fed him by using force. He got sick of

that and would welcome death any day so he secretly went to the

temple of

Artemis the huntress Goddess and kissed her hoping for death but

she took advantage of his beauty and used him too. All he wanted

was to be loved.

Artemis gave him a ring with her symbol on it but when his father

saw that he accused him of stealing it from her temple. Acheron

tried to

defend himself and said that Artemis gave it to him and that she

loves him. That they could ask her and she would come to his

rescue. When

they asked her she claimed she didn’t know him and he was madesterile and was gutted to the floor at her feet.

Later that night she came to him and asked if he wanted come over

to her bedroom like nothing had happened. He said no and that he

didn’t



want anything to do with her, she had broken what was left of his

heart.

Soon she came back saying sorry and she wanted him. She healed

him, flashed them to her realm and used him again and thisincluded drinking

his blood like the bitch she was. After they were done she had a

feast laid in front of him showing how sorry she was. She flashed

him back

when he was done so he was alone in his bedroom.

The King arranged Ryssa to become Apollo’s mistress and they

soon had a child. Apollo treated Ryssa almost as bad as Artemistreated Acheron.

Acheron had gotten into another fight with her father about an

attempt on Styxx’s life when Acheron was with Artemis all night.

Ryssa told

her father this. Acheron had gotten beaten up this and this time

Artemis helped whispering to him that he shouldn’t have betrayed

him. He was sick of it. He was sick of Artemis and her lies to him. There were

voices in his head and soon he found out that he was the son of

Apollymi from a

demon. He had gotten his powers realized that he did have a loving

mother, Apollymi. She knew what was happening to him and she

never meant

for that to happen. She put him into the family of royalty so he

would be treated the best not the worst. She was trapped otherwise

she would havedestroyed everyone for what they had done to him. She killed her

husband, Archon, the one that had wanted Acheron dead and also

trapped her.

Artemis killed Acheron. Apollymi was set free and destroyed

Atlantis with rage and grief for her son.



Artemis found out that Apollymi wanted her dead since she hurt

Acheron more than anything so she brought Acheron back by

giving him her

blood. Acheron was the son of Creation and Death so by Artemissucking his blood she now had a bit of his powers.

Acheron didn’t want the end of the world so he trapped Apollymi.

After that he led a solitary eternity. It was so sad until the end

where he fell

in love with a human who was searching for evidence of Atlantis

but instead she found an Atlantean God and fell in love with him.

Artemiskilled her and at the end but Acheron brought her back and she

became a sort of Goddess and lived eternity with Acheron. It was

so sweet;

he finally found someone after all that pain he had been through.

My ears suddenly picked up harsh stomping on the staircase, it was

getting closer and it was coming this way. My door slammed

openedand there stood…my father.

“Isabella, you better have a good reason of why you came into the

living room or I swear to God-” he broke off and breathed out

slowly as

if he was trying to control his anger.

“I-I never knew w-w-we were having guests, no one told me,” I

stuttered nervously, “I-I didn’t want to be late for dinner.”

“Oh, you didn’t know? Oh, that’s ok then,” he said with child-like

sarcasm. His arm snaked forward and grabbed me by the arm and

pulled

me to him. “I wish I never met you!” His eyes scanned me from



top to bottom. “You’re disgusting!” And with that he threw me at

the wall.

My arm hit it with such force that I think I heard a crack. I fell to

the floor with a thud and gave into unconsciousness but not before

I heardmy father’s voice, “You would have been late for dinner anyway,”

he kissed his teeth and then there was silence.

* * * * *

EPOV

After Bella had left everyone was silent before Jonathan threw a

fusillade of questions my way. “So Edward, how old are you?”

“17,” I answered trying not to let the poison in my mouth from the

rage from the way Bella’s father was treating her go into my voice.

“Well, my girls are both 18, merely a year older, but that doesn’t

matter.”

“How old is Bella?” I asked most ardently, I could hear my familyeither trying to hold in their laughter or cover their smile with their

hand

or they were chuckling low enough humans wouldn’t be able to

hear.

Why does he want to know about her?! Ashley snarled in her head.

From her looks you could tell that she could either be your best

friend

or your worst enemy for a human. She had white blonde hair andice cold blue eyes. She wore a white dress which came down to the

middle

of her thighs and the top part of her dress showed her cleavage. It's

ridiculous what girls of this century are like.



“It doesn’t matter!” Sarah answered my question quickly but

sternly, “I mean, it doesn’t matter about her,” she smiled and

leaned towards me.

“So Edward,” she tried to sound seductive but ended up sounding

extremely foolish; the way my name rolled off her tongue mademe cringe.

“Are you going to enrol in our school?” She said “you” not “your

family”

“Um, I don’t know actually, so how old is your sister?” I asked

again.

Her again?! That’s it! I have had enough already! Jonathangrowled in my head. What was he planning on doing to Bella?

Kick her out?

If that happened maybe Carlisle can adopt her…I sighed when I

remembered that we are vampires and it would be dangerous for

her to be next

to us. Jasper hasn’t yet controlled his thirst fully and I guess I am

more dangerous to her than anyone else. Venom exploded in my

mouth as Iremembered her scent. No! No, I will not hurt her and the monster

in me will not overpower the man in me.

“Excuse me, I am just going to go check if dinner is ready,”

Jonathan went out of the room and his boots thudded on the

staircase. I thought he

said to go check on dinner…what was he up to? I quietly gave my

family this information.

There was a sudden noise from upstairs like a door slamming open.

I could tell my family heard it too; they were all listening to see

what he

was doing.



“Isabella, you better have a good reason of why you came into the

living room or I swear to God-” Jonathan’s voice growled deeply

then he

broke off like he was trying to calm himself.

“I-I never knew w-w-we were having guests, no one told me,”

Bella spoke nervously, “I-I didn’t want to be late for dinner.”

“Oh, you didn’t know? Oh, that’s ok then,” he said sarcasm

dripping from his voice. “I wish I never met you!” Their voices

sounded closer

together so he must have done something to bring them together.

There was a pause then, “You’re disgusting!” After that there wasa harsh

noise before I heard a crack. No, not Bella. How can someone’s

father do that to them. “You would have been late for dinner

anyway,” he kissed

his teeth then shut the door. NO! I tried getting up but was

restrained with Jasper and Emmett’s hands. “Sorry dude,” they

chorused.

“Yeah, sorry Edward,” Alice said sweetly.

“I should go up there and make sure everything is ok,” Carlisle

said concernedly.

“Poor girl, I would never do that to my child,” Esme said tears in

her eyes.

Jonathan came back downstairs; all I felt like doing was grabbinghim by the neck and slowly torturing him before ending his life.

“Could everyone

now make their way to the dining room please,” he smiled. How I

wished I could grab him and suck the life out of him; I wanted to

see the light go



out of his eyes; I wanted to…I wanted to kill him? For a human? I

smiled to myself as I pondered this but then my mind clouded wish

red rage as I

thought of Bella lying there cold, white and still. I was still in

control of the monster but the hold was very fragile.

“Can I go to the bathroom to freshen myself up?” I asked Jonathan

in a controlled voice.

“Yes, of course,” he said almost immediately; from his mind it

sounded like he liked the fact I wanted to be clean, huh.

“Actually I want to go to,” Carlisle said, I need to see if she is ok Edward. I nodded trying not to be conspicuous.

“Ok then, there if a bathroom in the 1st floor, 2nd door to your left.”

Jonathan smiled at us before leaving to go into the dining room.

As soon as everyone was out of the room Carlisle and I rushed up

the stairs, careful not to make any noise. Bella’s room was on the

3rd

floor, the onlydoor to the left of the spiral staircase.

Carlisle put a hand on my shoulder as I gently pushed the door

open. Bella… She was lying there near the wall, her eyes closed

and her body limp.

I could feel a growl in my chest; my vision was clouded with

murderous rage.

“Edward, there’s no time for this, I need to check if she’s ok,”Carlisle told me before moving past me and crouched on the

ground checking Bella over.

Carlisle looked over to me before talking in a soft, slow voice as if

I was a patient, “Edward, she has a broken arm.”



I could feel my non-beating heart go cold as the words registered. I

turned around and ran downstairs, towards the monster…and away

from Bella.

I didnt get far as Emmett and Jasper were on the staircase and

blocking my path to Jonathan. "Dude, he's not worth it," Jasper

pushed me back up the

stairs "And Bella needs you remember." I nodded, breathed out

and entered her bedroom for the second time.

"Carlisle, is she ok?" I asked taking a larger stride.

"Yeah, I bandaged her arm so she just needs rest. Let me jsut pack

my equipment up so I can put her into bed-"

"I'll do it!" I interrupted. I slowly adjusted her in my arms so my

hands was holding her head and touching her hair. So soft. I bowed

my head so I could

smell her hair. Strawberries, urgh! So sexy! My head whipped up

as that thought entered my mind; I dont think I had ever said thatabout anything, ever,

in my whole life both as a human and as an immortal.

What is it with this girl that seems so plain but is far from that. She

was beautiful and anyone whoever thought she was plain was

blind.

I gently lay her on her bed and covered her up with the duvet. I

bent over slightly and lay a kiss on her forehead.

I heard a quiet laugh in my head and looked up to meet Carlisle's

gaze, "What?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"Nothing son, it's just good to see you so happy after a long time.

Now come on, they're going to get suspicious if we are any



longer." Oh yeah, I had

forgotten about them, I had actually forgotten about everyone

even Carlisle and he was in the same room as me. This girl must

affect me very badly

for a vampire not to notice the person in the same room as them.

We ran down the stairs and walked into the dining room.

Oh, he's soo dreamy! Sarah sighed in my head, oh great this was

going to be one long dinner.

I wish he sits next to me because I am the most beautiful girl here

well maybe that other blonde, Rosalie might be competition but I

dont think so.She's pretty but not as pretty as me, huh. I could hear Ashley's

thoughts and then I knew where not to sit.

Jonathan smiled at me as Carlisle and I were about to take our sits

next to our family but Jonathan stopped me. "Edward, wait, why

dont you sit here?"

Noo! I was in the middle of them. No! NO! NOOO! Please, angel

come save me, I pleaded to Bella although I knew she was soundasleep.

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