For any of my Author alerter's this is a story which is very different from other stories I have written- well it starts off that way anyway. It is a great story for Jacob lovers, and I am experimenting with other story lines and characters aka Daisy. She will come across the Cullen's a lot of the time as well as the La Push gang. It does contain some abuse so may not be suitable for the kiddies?

Daisy's POV -(Daisy is Nessie, you will find out what happened to her and why she is with another family and not hers- she never met Jake in breaking dawn)

"Move stupid" He hissed at me. He kicked my already bruised chest, new bruises were forming on previous bruises. I could feel the sick cough soar its way up my aching lungs. I coughed uncontrollably and splattered droplets of blood on my hand.

I tried to keep quiet, but the coughs kept coming. "Do I have to tell you again" he spat at me. I felt another blow hit my defenceless body. With the strength I could muster I pushed myself on to all fours, His tough hand grasped my arm tight and he tugged me up. My weak legs buckled beneath me. He shoved me backward, I felt my head hit the wooden floor hard. He then loomed on top of me, a big weight.

I couldn't move.

Couldn't breathe. His sick alcohol tinged breath on my skin. I wanted to vomit, but my empty stomach retched up nothingness. I tried to cry out, but my soul could not take another beating. If you scream he once said, I will not hesitate to hurt you. I bit down hard on my lip, it didn't shock me when I could taste blood. It was a regular taste I was used to.

He forced his sweaty hand up my top, and ripped down my bra. The bra strap, snapped at the force. His rough hand groped and pulled at my flesh. He looked up at me, those evil filled green eyes staring at my soul. "Now, Now," he said, forcing his tongue in my mouth. It wriggled and forced deeper down, I couldn't breathe..I wanted to die.

The sweatpants I was wearing were now around one of my flapping ankles along with my underwear. My weak legs had buckled. No matter how hard I force them to stay together, his fat legs force them apart. The tendons in my thighs, straining in pain.

His round, hairy belly flops out as his pulls his trousers down. I stare at the ceiling. I look for my usual spot and see the faded flower I drew after the second rape. I know it off by heart. The perfect roundness of the center, the four petals branching off from it, and then the further petals surrounding that. I shut my eyes tight for a moment when I felt him dive in deep. It no longer hurts. My flesh is broken, is adapted for this now. I stare back at the daisy I drew on the ceiling. I want that to be me, so pretty and free. Dancing in the wind, or on a balcony peering down at the world.

I want to have no pain, no uncle, no thoughts or memories or feelings. I want to be what I am named after. Instead I am in this hell. Wheres my superman to save me. No where! That is fiction, and this is my low life. No one can save me, No one.

We moved to Fork's three days ago. A woman at the bank saw my purple stained skin when I was reaching for the money. She looked over at my uncle standing wearily in the corner of the bank. Her eyes flickered between us. Please. I thought. Please. Look at him, look at me. Phone the police, call some one. Help. But she didn't, she handed me the money. My money- which my uncle takes, and watched me leave with him. No word, no regret.

"How could you be so stupid" He yelled at me when we got back. "One thing, You can't do one thing" His hand found my face. Slap. My head swung sideways, my jaw throbbed in pain. "Do you want me to go. Do you want to be taken into care" Yes. "Do you want to sleep with the vermin, or have strange care workers touch you" my stomach flipped. " Do you want to die" his hands clenched around my throat. I gasped for breath, I clawed at his strong arms. "I can end it. If you want. I am good to you, and you pull a stunt like that" The last thing I remember is flying sideways hitting the stone wall.

I was walking down the long empty road of Forks. Either side of me, the woods stand tall. I could run, hide. Never be found. But go where? And I couldn't do that to Ben. My baby brother. I take care of him, no matter what state I am in. He is only three. Thankfully he doesn't get the wrath of my uncle. I stand between them, shielding him. The only time I threaten I my uncle. "You can kill me, touch me. But if you hurt him I swear"

"What" he said. " Do you think so less of me to touch a child like that. I only touch what is already rotten, whores, sluts, worthless flesh" he said this as his hands forced its way into my jeans. The button breaking off from the force. He keeps him there, all the time with him. He knows that if I find the opportunity I will run. But only if I can get Ben.

The shopping was heavy in my hands, the straps digging deep into my palms. The drizzly rain, soaked my hair. Today was Sunday, tomorrow I would be starting school. My uncle has already got me a job at some store called Newtons, and as a waitress in this towns only restaurant. I was forcing a piece of hair from my face, when I first saw him. His copper skin seemed to shine in this dismal weather. His great grin and flapping shaggy dark hair. He was walking alone, towards me. Our eyes met and I quickly drew them away.

He smiled as he passed. Thankfully I had no marks on my face, just covering everything else of my being. I rushed forward, but then suddenly the plastic handle of the bag snapped and I could see a jar of tomato sauce roll towards his feet.

"Woah" he said as he bent down picking it up. "Bags in this town, just can't get a descent one" He walked towards me, I was stood frozen looking at the food roll around on the floor. "Here let me help"

"Er....thanks...." I stuttered out. The coat he had swung over his arm, he placed on the floor as he gathered the food into a pile.

"Im Jacob" He said, extending a large hand towards me. "Jacob Black"

I struggled for a while what to do, If my uncle passed wondering where I was and then found me talking to a guy he would flip. But there was something about this guy. Something he gave off. A sense of easy and safety. It was strange. I extended my cold and shaking hand towards his.

When his fingers clamped around mine, the first thing I noticed was the heat. But it was freezing outside and plus he was shirtless. I shivered in my long sleeved turtleneck jumper and jeans. "Daisy" I said- very quietly. I cleared my throat- as if that would release the lump of pain and fear that always resides there. "Hi"

He noticed me shiver, he quickly picked up his coat and stared putting it around me. "Here" he said. He came close, his chest was in my face. I could smell dampness and the woods- it smelt nice, sort of homey. In a way.

"Now what should we do here" he said as he thought. "Here I know, I'll go and get my car and come for you. Then I can take you home" shit, he can't.

"No" I said almost instantly. "I mean, my uncle sleeps during the day. He...er works nights so....he wouldn't be pleased" I pulled at the lose tread on my sleeve.

"Ok then, let me at least take you to my house the get some descent bags" I new that talking to strangers wasn't a good thing, or in fact going to there house. Which is why I am still trying to figure out why I said 'yes' to him. I was now walking side to side with this stranger- Jacob- but it was the safest I have felt in years.

"So" he began. "I haven't seen you around here before. Yah new?" he asked giving me a huge toothy smile.

"Yes." I still didn't feel comfortable giving away to much of my life, I even felt bad for lying to him before about my uncle. Strange.

"Well" he said, "I've been here my whole life. Well the La Push part"

"La Push?" I said.

"Yeh, this reservation. We're actually on the land now. Its so peaceful and calm and I am so used to the woods that it is strange when ever I go to Forks or a town. It just seems so strange not to have the trees near you. Know what I mean. Its home." Actually I didn't, I haven't had a home in years, but still I found myself nodding along to what he was saying. "Well heres home" He said gesturing to a house in front of him. It was still a way away that I found myself squinting to see it.

But it did feel like a home, the grey smoke chugging from the chimney of the strange tiny wooden house. The walls red and outside a car volks rabbit, along a dark blue truck, even the open garage which I could see was full of rusty tools and car parts. I was snapped back in to the present when a volvo arrived up the path behind us.

"Hey Jake" a pale, young, brown haired woman called out from the car. I could barely see who was in the passengers seat, but from the back out climbed a young boy but in simular form to Jacob.

"Hey Bell's. Edward" he called looking in the window of the car, I peered around him.

"Jacob" the male - Edward- replied.

"Why are you driving" Jacob asked Bella, then letting off a laugh. "I was told you drove like an old woman. ....Even now" he nudged her arm with his. "Hey bud" he said as the young boy passed us. "This is Daisy" I was shocked when he said my name.

"Hi" the boy called out, "Seth....hey is that cookie dough" he said looking at Jacob's arms.

"Hey" Jacob called out pulling away from Seth. "Hands off. This is the ladies here"

"Hi" Said to the boy, a little off cue. "Here" I said as I pulled it free from Jacobs arms. "Be my guest" I'd rather him have it than my fat uncle.

"You sure" Jacob said. I nodded.

"Thanks" the boy called as he jogged to the house with the cookie dough in his hand.

"Right" Jacob said as he turned back to the car window. "This is Daisy. Daisy this is Bella and Edward" he stepped out of my view, and that is when I saw them properly. To beautul faces peeing back at me. Perfect pale skin the male more so than the woman, gleaming eyes- his golden and hers brown-.

"Hi" I said, tugging down on the bottom of my jumper. I felt ugly compared to them.

"Hello" Bella said, Edward leaned over.

"Hello Daisy. Nice to meet you" He said. Wow is everyone in this town so friendly. I've had more kindness in a minute here than I've had my whole life. I could see the corner of Edwards mouth as he pulled back. He looked like he was holding back a smile.

They left soon after our introductions. Jacob kicked the door open for me and allowed me to go in first. It was warm and something smelled nice. Cooking, yes. Home cooking was drifting though the tiny house. Jacob pilled the food on the table, and walked to a cupboard where he pulled out a plastic carrier. He started putting my food in it. The baking smell was making my mouth water. I had only had a glass of water and half a stale plain bagel last night, It was only now I realised I was starving.

A slim woman was in the kitchen she turned around to me, that is when I first noticed the scars on her face. It didn't bother me, and I still found myself looking in her eyes because having scars and marks on skin was a think I was so used to see- in the mirror anyway.

"Hello" she said. I edged closer to the kitchen. "Im Emily" she slapped Jacob on the head. "Introductions" she said to him.

"Hi" I almost whispered out. I cleared my throat again. "Daisy"

"Well hello Daisy, come and sit down honey your drenched" I could feel the tears bubble beneath the surface of my eyes. "Let me get you a towel and something warm to drink" I knew that I should go, that HE would be furious. But I didn't care, I liked it here. I felt safe and stupidly enough loved- because I have never had treatment like this. It seemed so stupid to think about it but it was true.

She handed me a towel and I started running it through my hair. She then placed a steaming cup of hot chocolate in front of me. It smelt mouth watering, I wavered whether I should drink it- it seemed wrong some how. But I lifted it to my face and took a mouthful. Sure it burned my throat but I felt the warmness trickle through my body.

"Is that hot chocolate?" Someone called out. When I looked it was Seth.

"Sure is, and before you ask. Yes I have made you a cup" she laughed as she handed over ruffling his hair as she did.

"Don't touch the hairdo" he called out laughing.

"You call that a hairdo, more like bedhead" Jacob said, nugging his brother.

"Are the cookies done yet" Seth asked Emily impatiently.

"The cookies are not done yet" she called over her shoulder peering into the over. Jacob took a seat next to me on the table.

"Oh boy." He said, "Here come more trouble" he joked. "Don't mind them, there harmless boys" he said to me looking at the door. I couldn't hear anything but sure enough a minute later a small group of chattering boys came it.

"Did you see that move it was like bam" one of the boys said clapping his hands together.

"You were slow" another said.

"Was not" the first boy said defending himself.

A slightly older man cleared his throat when he saw me and everyone fell silent. "Daisy" Jacob suddenly said, "this is Jared, Paul" They nodded as their names were spoke. "Embry, Quill, Collin" They waved, "this is Leah" he said just as a girl stormed in a planted herself on the couch, she completely ignored the kitched. Some of the boys sniggered. "Finally this is Sam"

"Hello" Sam said, holding his hand out. I shook it, he then made his way towards Emily and took her in his hands while kissing her neck and face.

"Better forget those cookies" Seth said smiling, "I've just been put off" He let off a giggle. Sam picked up a dishcloth and threw it towards him. Seth ducked it. "Hey!" he called out.

"Well Im sure they wont go to waste will they boys" Emily said as she pulled them out.

In a kind of harmony they all said "No" together.

"Man Im starving" Paul said.

"Me too" Collin said leaning against the wall.

I felt very warm suddenly as they entered. I couldn't be sure whether it was the heating or the crowded-ness of the house or something else? By the time I looked around again each of the boys had a warm drink in there hand, even Leah on the couch. I slid my arms out of the coat, the heat was stifling.I could feel the sweat beads form on the back of my neck. I pushed the warm hot chocolate towards the middle of the table- as if that would help.

Paul and Jared who had been having a arm wrestle suddenly nudged a passing Collin. His drink hot drink splashed on me, soaking its way to my skin. I could feel the sting as it reached a cut from a previous beating.

I stood up in shock, but before I could think any further, the heat took my breath away and I fell into the darkness...................................