FANFIC THE RESTART - CHAPTER 01

Chapter 01 – Bella

England, June 1799

Anywhere in the world the time went by fast, with open wings, but in the English countryside his step was slow and heavy, almost painful. The air was stifling and the dust still suspended on the path, I remembered the passage of a train car just moments before. A small farm misused darkly the terrain under the mist that covered the swamp, inside the House, Bella was trying to peel potatoes with a knife without wire, very tired, but afraid that his aunt Victoria gave some balconies; I was very tired, lived in the small house two years ago, shortly after the death of his beloved father, Charlie. I hardly remember the happy moments that lived before the fateful day, was no longer a child and went on to be a girl.

Lived with his dad Charlie in a comfortable house in London, with beautiful clothes and food at will. Even nights when he was alone with the employees, were not as frightening as living with her aunt and understood the suffering of his father when he lost his great love – Renné – at time of delivery of her only daughter.

Now Bella could understand including the need that his father had to play this cruel habit had stolen the life, the home and security, leaving it at the mercy of his only family, a cruel aunt and an uncle without fiber.

Aunt Victoria rested with his bulky physique in a straw mattress and Bella was just about ready for the sermons, nothing like his aunt and his greatest pleasure was to leave marks on the body of the niece with stick that doesn't get out of hand.

This was probably jealous. Victoria had never been pretty or anything like that, while the girl, Roger, had charm and a delicious beauty. When he walked into a place all men would look to her. Bella had inherited her mother's beauty, and with it, the criticism of his aunt.

The gambling houses had required the payment of debts that Charlie had contracted and they took all the possessions they owned except for a few personal items and some clothes. Victoria had moved quickly to London to declare the legitimate right of her husband getting with his orphaned niece and the small inheritance of this before anyone had time to protest. Charlie was muttering lived shared his wealth and even left them nothing but soon she sold all possible objects, except one: A pink dress, which forbade Bella to use and pocketed all the money.

Bella straightened his back and sighed:–Isabella Swan! – Shouted their aunt from another room.

– Stop being lazy and get to work! Do you think things are going to be ready while you sigh? I don't know what school you went to, didn't they teach you anything useful, just read and fill the head of pretentious ideas.

Bella prepared, knew what was coming.

– Look how nice it was to live with the only family left. Your dad was a moron, yes it was, throwing money in this manner without worrying about anyone except yourself! And all because the crazy Irish with whom he married.

– He was a good father – this is a matter of opinion, young lady – replied the woman with a grimace of contempt.

– Look at that situation the left: next month will be eighteen and has no dowry. No man will want to marry you without a dowry; It may be that they want ... but just to warm up your bed. I put much effort into making you a decent person. I don't want to start filling the House of bastards. People here are expecting that. You know the kind of garbage that was his mother.

Bella shuddered, but his aunt continued, looking into her eyes and her pointing the finger.

– The devil if he held that it was the same as her. A witch, that's what she was. It is logical to look. Just like your mother ruined the lives of his father, you will do the same with any man who is cool of you. Is the will of the Lord that brought her to me. He knew I could save you from the fire and sulfur which was predestined, and I fulfilled my duty to sell this flashy evening gown that had. Those old my dresses look great.

Bella almost laughed, but the situation was sad clothes of her aunt weighed over his body and had twice the volume, tatters roasting your figure, she couldn't fix them the only thing allowed was to make the sheath, so that you do not stumble while walking. The woman noticed Bella looking dress and ran a disparaging look.

– Your ungrateful beggar! Where would I be if I didn't TAKE? If his father had left him a fortune ... but he thought she was too young to get married, didn't want to move away from the little girl ... but now, young lady, you're too old, will die an old maid and a Virgin, this part I can handle.

Victoria left the room, but not before warning that if everything wasn't ready, Bella would take some balconies. Don't think twice, his hands worked faster, despite the exhaustion, had risen before dawn to prepare a banquet for Victoria's brother, James. He was the only person who loved Vixen, even bother to pretend that had helped to do something, she had created, because their parents died early, but he seemed ashamed of her, not received in his house and James making a surprise visit was a mystery.

Bella thought he had heard wrong when aunt told her to put the pink dress.

– My James is accustomed with the best of London, their fashion store is one of the best and have money because I don't live in card games like his father and is firm, unlike his Uncle Laurent, I don't want him to be scared by a guy like her.

Bella was delighted, the two years his dress was saved and she hardly dared to look at them. It seemed that he had been an eternity since I wore something beautiful. His happiness did not go unnoticed to aunt – I see you're happy. Thinking about how to be charming with a dress so fine. It would be better if he was married, but would need a man who kept on a short leash and each year gives him a son to drown the devil that resides in you.

Bella smiled and shook his shoulders, it would be nice to have the courage to make a scene for the aunt to believe it was really a witch, but this daring you valeria some balconies, no, it was better to forget it.

– Something else young lady, hold the hair in a bun, "said Victoria, because she knew how Bella hated to send what to do with your hair. Bella headed slowly toward his corner, running the curtains that separated from the rest of the place.

The depressing cubicle had the minimum necessary, but it served as a refuge against the cruelty of her aunt, lit a candle on the coffee table that was next to the bed of sticks, and entered the basin where a hot shower waiting for. Withdrew the rags that dressed and carefully removed the pink dress of the package, so that he could admire while sponge cake bathed.

Slowly the skin and rubbed with a cloth through the body a perfumed soap that will save from the clutches of aunt Victoria. Put the dress wearing a t–shirt worn, but the bust of the same had been done to someone younger, the fabric you pressed the bust, raising it. But this was his only dress, there was no way to fix it now.

Brushed her hair until the reddish brown locks shine under the candlelight, they were the encouragement of his father, he always said that they were equal to their mother, sometimes by Renné caresses it, Bella caught her father with tears in his eyes.

As ordered, arrested a hair in a bun, but in a gesture of boldness, left a few curls falling in the back and the other under the temples. It was observed on a piece of glass and was very impressed, it looked better than she expected in view of the rudimentary objects available.

Heard a commotion in the room and hear the dry cough discovered treat from Uncle Laurent. On landing the look on beauty sweet niece, transpired pain in her eyes, sat in his favorite chair and smiled.

– Is very beautiful, honey. I guess that's for the visit of James.

– Aunt Victoria gave me permission – Bella rushed to respond.

– I don't doubt it, she does everything to please him.

James was bigger than Victoria, but it certainly was not as obese as her, but Bella thought that this difference would diminish in a few years. His face was chubby and Ruddy, with heavy cheeks, and possessed a protruding lower lip constantly wet from saliva. Often gave Pats on it with a handkerchief. When I gave my hand to greet her, this was unpleasantly flaccid, and lean up to kiss him on the cheek Bella felt nausea.

Aunt Victoria, with his hair gathered behind his huge head, seemed an imposing fortress topped with his starched dress and apron. Now I wouldn't say that the fashionable dresses were the work of the devil, but was delighted to see your brother dress made a dandy, and looked around like a chicken around their chicks.

Bella had never seen aunt so loving with someone, and James received the care charming. Don't pay much attention to conversation, except when it sailed to the news from London, wanted to hear from some friends and acquaintances, but I knew I'd be punished if asked. Diverted their attention so that his aunt began to criticize the actions of the Irish (Renné was Irish) and thanked the heavens when she became even more enraged when speaking of the Yankees who had moored at the wharf in London as their own owners, according to James.

It was withdrawn from their daydreams with a cruel pinch in the arm. Bella jumped rubbing the place and looked at his aunt containing the weeping.

– I asked you if wish to teach in a private school for young ladies of Lady Cope. My brother believes could find a job there–said aunt Victoria.

Bella couldn't believe what I was hearing.

– How? –asked. James laughed and explained: – Have very good contacts at school and I know they're looking for a young educated – explained.

– And you have excellent manners and good diction. I believe that would be perfect for the job, and I understood that he attended a College in London which is very helpful–Possibly in the future can get you a wedding with a distinguished family in the city. It would be a shame to squander your delicious refinement with an ordinary farmer here. However, the settlement of a contract that would mean providing for my part of a substantial dowry, to which would be returned when she was already married. This is a slight ploy, but it would be beneficial to both. You need a dowry that I can provide, and in return can favor me in the interest of the loan, which I will return later. Nobody has to know this arrangement, and I know it's the skillful enough to get the money once espoused. It would be enough for you to put that offer you with Lady Cope?

Bella wasn't sure the plan, but could escape from that bridal farm, aunt Victoria and his boring existence. Could be again near the London society. It would be wonderful! If it wasn't for burning his arm would have believed that I was dreaming.

–Tell me, what is your response? –rushed to James. Almost unable to contain your joy, don't hesitate any longer and replied: – the offer is very generous, Sir, and I accept with pleasure. James came back laughing and exclaimed – as well! Well! I don't regret the decision–rubbed his hands.

– Tomorrow we leave for London. I've been away from my business a long time and I must return to speak to my assistant. I think you can have it all prepared, daughter?

– Oh, Yes, Sir. I will be ready as soon as you want to from–responded to young cheerfully.

Bella picked up the table, and this time made with a different feeling to know that those dishes would be the last that would mop up in that House.

He felt very happy to talk to your aunt, and to be alone after the curtain closed on their cul–de–sac, thought about all the pleasures that would enjoy being away from her.

Any station in London it would be better to live under the Dominion and that woman abuse. No longer would have to endure their insults, your anger, and maybe you could find someone who cared about her.

What you would reserve London?