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The mall was unusually busy for a Wednesday night. Bella Swan and Jessica Stanley were pushed and shoved as they tried to make their way to the bathroom.

"Finally!" Bella cried when they reached the dark hallway containing the bathroom.

"I'll wait outside." Jessica said.

Bella nodded, pushing open the door.

After she finished washing her hands, she walked out only to find Jessica was nowhere to be found.

"Jessa?" she called.

Behind a door at the end of the hallway, she thought she could hear shuffling and a muffled scream. But when she strained to hear it more clearly, it stopped. Moving slowly, she pushed open the heavy metal hall, walking into a dimly lit hall.

In the faint light, she could make out the outline of a figure lying on the floor

"Jessa?" she whispered, running towards the figure, her heart pounding harding with every step.

"Jessica?" She said yet again.

She skimmed her fingers over the body, only to quickly retract then when coming into something warm and wet. Putting her fingers towards the light, she saw them glistened with an old enemy.

Blood.

Bella's stomach lurched and she scrambled up. Staring at Jessica in disbelief, she started to walk backwards. Then, very suddenly, she came into something solid. She whipped around, coming face to face with a man with long blond hair, pulled back into a ponytail and taunting blue eyes.

"What did you do to her?!?" She screamed.

The man sneered." You seem like a smart girl, figure it out."

Bella's eyes widened.

"You killed her." She said slowly, as if trying to process it in her mind.

The man said nothing, just smirked at her.

"You fucking killed her!" Bella screeched. White hot anger coursed through her veins. She raised her hand, and with all the strength she could possibly muster, punched him hard in the mouth. He stumbled back, raising a hand gingerly to his now bleeding lip.

Bella gave him no time to recover. Wasting no time, she started clawing and punching every inch she could get at. He tried to push her off, but alas it was in vain for, with the adrenaline pumping through her veins, she had a moment where she was stronger.

"Emmett! Get this psycho bitch off me!" The man yelled.

The door at the end of the hall opened, revealing a huge man, with brown curly hair and bluish purple eyes.

He stood staring for but a moment before proceeding to rip Bella off of him. The mans face and arms were now bloody and bruised.

"What the fuck happened James?" The big man, Emmett, asked laughing.

James glowered and nodded towards Bella.

"Her."

Emmett's eyes widened as he took in petite, 5-foot-3 Bella. With her long brown hair and porcelain skin, she didn't look dangerous. But then, looking at her big doe eyes, he himself felt frightened. He eyes, surrounded by long black lashes, made her look like she was ready to commit murder.

She glared at Emmett, who quickly turned his attention back to James.

"Did you get anything useful?" He questioned.

James nodded." She was carrying about One hundred Fifty and three credit cards.

Emmett looked down at Bella. "What about her?" He asked, motioning to the silent girl, who was struggling to break free of his hold on her.

"Kill her?" James said hopefully, looking down at his arms.

Emmett shook his head," We should ask Jasper. He'll know what to do."

James gave a small nod. "Okay."

Then, looking down at Bella, he spat." Whats your name girl?"

Bella glared, but replied," Bella Swan."

The she asked a question of her own. "How could you kill another human being and still show no remorse what so ever? How could you be such a heartless monster?"

James mouth twitched and he glared at her.

"How old are you?" He asked, ignoring her question.

Bella sighed." Seventeen."

James smiled sadistically at her for a moment, then turned his attention to Emmett.

"Lets take her to Jasper. Maybe he'll allow me to have the pleasure of killing her."

Bella sucked in a quiet break, and her stomach clenched painfully. She allowed herself to be guided to a tinted SUV by Emmett. He opened the door and gently pushed her in.

Then leaning forward he whispered in her ear. " It'll be okay."

Bella just nodded numbly and sat on the floor. She heard both the driver and passenger doors open, then slam shut. They proceeded to speed down the deserted street. Bella sat hugging her knees, and a single silent tear slid down her cheek.

Jessica was dead and she may be too soon. She might never see her parents again. She might never lose her virginity. Never get married. A whole bunch of "never's" soared through her mind.

The SUV jolted to a stop, and the door opened, revealing Emmett.

"You need to get up Bella," He said softly. Bella nodded and got to her feet. During the ride she had decided it best to do as they say, then maybe they'd let her go.

"You don't believe that." said a small voice in the back of her head.

Bella shook her head furiously, trying to shake away the doubt.

"You okay?" Emmett asked, glancing over at her.

Bella looked at him quizzically. " Just peachy." She muttered sarcastically.

Bella was sitting on the floor, waiting for another man, Jasper to decide her fate. Despite the fact that she might be mere moments from death, she thought about how much she would hate to be put in that sort of position, making a decision that would change a humans life forever.

"But then again," She mused," If he's anything like that vile James, he would probably enjoy it."

The wooden door creaked open. Bella looked up and saw a tall honey blonde looking down at her.

"Bella-," He began.

Bella bit her bottom lip. "You're going to kill me, aren't you?" She said in a small voice. She wrapped her arms around her knees, waiting for him to confirm her fears.

A hand came down and pulled her into a standing position.

"Bella," He said firmly." We're not going to kill you." Bella fall back against the wall, letting out a sigh of relief.

"But then what are you going to do with me?" she asked.

Jaspers brows furrowed together. "I don't know," he admitted." The four of us are going to talk."

"Four?" Bella asked, puzzled. So far she'd only had the misfortune of meeting three.

Jasper nodded. "I'm assuming you haven't met Edward yet." Bella shook her head. Jasper stared at her, his grey eyes searching for something within her own, like a secret message.

"Bella, don't fight with Edward." He warned." His temper is something to be feared."

Bella just nodded, choosing not to point out that she suspected that none of them had the nicest temper.

"C'mon, we're going to have the meeting and it would be best if you attended, seeing as it's you."

Bella sighed, but trailed obediently behind him into a different room. It turned out to be a regular living room, containing three couches, a coffee table and a plasma T.V.

But how could four killers live in a room as nice as this? On one couch sat Emmett, who was talking of half by himself. On the other two sat James and a man who Bella assumed was Edward.

He had the strangest shade of hair, a bronze color and cold green eyes. They seemed to pierce straight through her soul, making her body feel as if she had just stepped into a freezer. She quickly looked away, then went and took a seat by Emmett.

Out of all of them, Emmett had been the kindest. Or he at least hadn't scared her to pieces. Jasper had spoken words of reassurance but something in his manner just scared her. He seemed like he could be really terrible if he wanted to be.

"Okay, so what should we do with her?" James asked, eying Bella with distaste. Bella shot daggers to him in return.

"I was hoping you would have some suggestions." Jasper drawled with a slight southern accent.

"Make her a prostitute." A voice said from the other side of the room.

Bella's head snapped up and she found herself say, "No fucking way."

All eyes turned to her staring, as if she'd been a piece of furniture, suddenly given the ability to talk.

Bella shook her head." There's no fucking way I'm becoming a hooker." She said, her voice coming out strong and steady.

They all looked shocked, and in truth, Bella was shocked at her own boldness too. They could really hurt her. Her hands began to shake slightly, thinking of all the torture she could endure for not being able to watch her tongue.

But suddenly, Emmett nodded. " She's right."

Surprisingly Jasper spoke up too. "She's only seventeen. It wouldn't be right."

Edward scoffed. "Since when did we care if something was right?"

James nodded. "If we can't use her for some cash, can we get a little use out of her?" He asked, eying Bella with a sickening smile. Bella shuddered and unconsciously shifted closer to Emmett. Much to her surprise, Emmett wrapped an arm around her, pulling her to his side.

"Don't you fucking touch her." He warned." It's bad enough she has to live with us."

Bella looked up and him and he smiled sadly at her. " I met Chief Swan once. He seemed like a good man."

Tears clouded Bella's vision slightly and she looked down. " He is," she said quietly.

"So Bella," Jasper said suddenly. Or maybe it wasn't suddenly. Bella just hadn't been paying attention.

"So Bella, you're free to roam the house, but just realize if you try to escape, we will stop you." He said darkly.

Bella nodded, eyes wide. "Where do I sleep?" She asked quietly.

And the detailed response she got was, "Anywhere."

Bella nodded again, before asking hesitantly," Can I go explore?"

"Feel free," Jasper said.

Quickly Bella got up, fleeing to the door. Before exiting she made sure to give James a death glare. From the hall, there was two other halls.

"Right or left?" she muttered. Neither one looked truly welcoming, but the left one looked particularly dark and foreboding.

"Right it is." She murmured. She found that the right led to the kitchen. Her stomach growled at the thought of food. There was a fruit bowl on top of the counter, filled with pears, apples and bananas. As she reached for an apple, a hand shot out and closed around her wrist.

"What do you thing your doing?" whispered a voice in her ear. Bella shrieked and whirled around coming face to face with Edward. His cold green eyes bore into her warm chocolate ones. It was like fire and ice, oil and water.

"I'm getting something to eat," she said slowly, as if talking to a small child.

"Animals like you are only fed once a day." He said smirking.

Bella resisted the strong urge to slap him, instead choosing to smile sweetly at him.

"Didn't your mother tell you if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all?"

Edwards eyes hardened and his grip on her wrist tightened painfully.

"Ow!" she protested.

"You know, that girl probably felt lucky we killed her." He said coldly.

Bella looked at him, confused.

"We helped her to get away from you. Your such a bitch I'm sure even your own parents will be happy your gone."

Staring at him in shocked silence, the familiar feeling of anger started to trickle through her veins.

Glaring harshly at him, she used her free hand and slapped him. Hard.

His head turned, and he looked at her with angry eyes. No, not angry, furious.

Pushing her back against the counter, he pulled her face close to his.

"You just made probably one of the worst mistakes of your life, little girl." He hissed.

Bella glared defiantly back at him, even though her insides felt like they were doing a dance.

Just as he opened his mouth again, Jasper walked into the kitchen.

"Edward, what the fuck are you doing?" He spat.

Edward turned to him, "She fucking slapped me, the cunt!" He growled.

"Because he called me an animal, and then said that my family was lucky I was gone." She protested, tears stinging her eyes.

"Both of you, stay away from each other!" Jasper hissed at us.

Bella nodded, pushing Edward away, and walking back down the hall. The living room was empty now, so Bella decided to get some sleep.

Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, she saw that it read Two thirty. She had been missing for almost four hours now.

Lying down on the couch that she and Emmett had been seated on earlier, her mind drifted to what Edward had said.

A tear slid down her cheek.

Someone cared. She knew that someone had to care.

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Jess