Disclaimer: all characters belong to Stephanie Meyers.
It was all there. Everything I've ever wanted just a few feet away. The perfect man, the perfect scene, my perfect life. Then I awoke to find I it was all a dream. I wasn't dancing in the rain with my prince charming; I was still lying next to HIM, wishing I was ANY where else. I wasn't in perfect health and having the time of my life, I was bruised and battered and barely hanging on to life. The realization that it was all a dream crushed on to me and it took all the power in me not to cry and wake him. Against my own will a sob broke through me and woke James. Then it all started again. You'd think I would get use to the hitting and kicking, but I didn't think anyone ever could. With every hit and kick I would accidentally scream and it would just get worse the next time. When he finished the physical abuse he went on to the sexual. I was an 18 year old girl that had been taken from her family and friends and locked in the same room to be exploited and abused for the last two years. He had taken everything from me. When he was finished he got back in bed and left me on the floor barely breathing to cry myself to sleep. About 15 minutes later I heard a siren from outside. I figured it would just pass so I didn't get excited but when it started to get closer and then suddenly stop my hopes were high. I heard a banging on the door and then it fell open. I jumped up and with every ounce of life left in me i moved as fast as possible to get to the police. James thankfully was still asleep. When I stepped in the room they held up their guns and shined their lights on me, but once they looked me over lowered their weapons. Losing the strength I had used I fell to the floor. I faintly saw the most beautiful green eyes I'd ever seen before I was lifted off the ground. I shuddered as I heard James yelling in the background, but the last thing I thought before it went black was "I'm safe".
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