Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer, of course, owns all things Twilight. I am just playing in her world. NO copyright infringement intended. WARNING: CONTAINS DARK THEMES MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL..TRUST ME!

Hey there Kiddies. Well here is my new fic. I plan to update everyday. Yep, that's the plan until the fic is complete. I must warn you this one is not warm and fuzzy and smoochy smoochy. This one is different from the others I've written. Dark themes in this one, so...it may not be everybody's thing. Just remember you've been warned and it will only intensify as the days go on. Yep, you've been warned.

I have to thank my kick-ass beta, Red, or as I call her Sweetcheeks. She is amazing beyond words and I would not be doing this without her or her genius mind. Love ya super duper mega hard!

Sis, Pea and Twin thanks for all your support as I continue to do the insane and write this fic. Smoochy smoochy!

Okay, enough fucking chit chat!


DAY 1

Cold. Hard. Pain.

That's all I feel and know, through the fog that is clouding my brain.

I try to move, to stretch, but my limbs won't cooperate. They can't. I feel bounded, paralyzed.

Scratchy, thick fibers cut into my wrists and ankles.

Everything is dark. Silent.

I open my eyes but see nothing, only darkness.

Are my eyes open?

I try again. Slowly, painfully, I will my eyelids to open.

Darkness.

My lashes sweep against something, something rough.

Then I feel it on the back of my head—a knot. A knot intertwined with my hair, pulling it, twisting it. My scalp cries out in pain.

My arms are bound behind me. My hands reach down and touch a cold, hard surface. My nails dig—dirt. I feel cold, damp, dirt.

I reach further back and the rope cuts deeper into my wrists. Searing pain shoots up the length of my arm. I slump against the hard, frigid wall behind me. My head hits the concrete, pushing the aching knot further into my skull.

I cry out, but my sounds are muffled. My tongue tastes cotton.

As tears begin to seep through the fabric stretched tightly against my eyes, the silence is broken.

Footsteps and then blood-curdling screams.


A/N: Well, I told ya it was different. Day 2 tomorrow. Just wanted to let those of you who have read my fic Sex, Distractions and Rock n Roll, that it's been nominated for several Sunflower Awards-Best Edward, Best Romance and Best Quote. If you want to vote here's the link:

http: / thesunflowerawards (.) blogspot (.) com just remove the spaces and parenthesis. I don't know who nominated me, but it truly means a lot. Okay, kiddies see ya tomorrow! Oh and of course let me know what ya think.