(A.N.-/-/-/-/-; I love the characters to no end, and if I in fact i did /i create them then I certainly wouldn't be sitting at my laptop typing this story now would I?)

"Stay away from me," I warned in a voice that was supposed to sound strong and fearless. But I was right about the dry throat- no volume. I was scared- I wasn't usually scared, but I realized it was a truly bad idea- what I had done. I left the group and walked down a path alone, not telling them where I was going.

"Don't be like that sugar," a raucous laughter started again behind me.

I froze concentrating hard on what little self defense I knew. I thought and there was no one in sight. Out of complete fear I ran, but idiot me left out the thought that I was a complete klutz. i WHERE was Edward when I needed him? I mean the kid was there all the time. /i "Go away I screamed from behind my shoulder and the guys were too close- way too close. It caused me to trip and then I had no force. The tall one grabbed my arms and I snapped in fear. My screams became muffled as they all grabbed my mouth and my struggling extremities.

Then I was popped hard on the head with what felt like a sledge hammer. It blacked out totally and completely.

I woke up what felt like five seconds later. Horror ran through my body as I realized the situation I was in. it was a dark room… My arms were tied behind my back to the sheets from what it felt like and my legs were tied…APART, on either side of the bed. There were four men looking incredibly happy sitting in a row against a leather couch. One looked at me and winked; my insides twisted in disgust.

"She's the prettiest one we caught this week," one said in an Australian accent. I shivered- he said it like I was a fish or something they caught with bait in the ocean, but no a fish would be dead by now. He came over and stroked my hair. I screamed when he touched me and then his rough hand gripped my mouth. I bit him as hard as I could. I surprised myself with the force; he leapt back and shook his hand trying to shake off the sting. I chuckled at myself.

They were all muttering to each other after that comment and then three of them left. The only one left was the one that had called me 'sugar' and 'sweetheart' I felt disgusted. Nothing prepared me for what happened next. He smiled evilly and then walked toward the other side of the room… The side I was on.

"Ready baby?" his voice was cold and lustful. "I won't hurt you, promise." My arms shivered as he laughed quietly. I was so scared I just cried. The tears streamed down my face and he came to the side of the bed and kissed me. His monsterous lips attacked mine giving me sharp lashes of blood in my mouth as he wiped the tears. Then he unlatched my silver belt buckle. I let a cry of fear slip. "This is gonna be fun."

"Please don't do this," I sounded as terrified as I felt. Then I felt his chaffed hands on my lower abdomen and it was clear he didn't want to stop. "Stop," I cried over and over. But he didn't he just kept going, undoing the zipper in my pants, pulling down my underwear and then he… i b Raped me /i /b .

I think I cried and begged, but he wouldn't stop. I was twisting and there he was causing such pain inside me I think I passed out. It just kept going, never stopping, no waves of relief and after i he /i was finished he smiled and got up. He kissed my ankles as he untied them and I just cried some more. My legs dangled helplessly and he walked me out- well as far as I knew he just opened the door -after he gave me the privilege of putting my bottom half of my clothes back on- and threw me into the street. It was Twilight and I was surrounded by vindicating shadows. I was drained from thought and it took everything I had no to fall into a shriveled ball.

"Bella?" an urgent voice called from the distance. I turned around slowly and saw the worried faces of Jess and Angela.

"Over here," I sounded horse and my voice wavered with every breath. I heard a gasp and they both ran over.

"Bella, are you ok? You look absolutely terrible."

I shivered as Angela tried to calm me down by touching my arm, and I retreated back, into myself like a turtle in a shell. "Yeah can you just take me home…" I was quiet and didn't look at them.

"Um, ok. Are you sure you don't want to grab some food before we go back to Forks?" Jess was quiet and I glanced up, noticing her noticing my pants were rumpled. I sighed and tried to pull whatever was left of me together.

"Yeah, let's go."

"Uh? Ok."

The drive home was silent and I was nauseated beyond comprehension. Not that anyone could imagine what I felt like, but imagine what you will. I stared out the window as we meandered our way back into town- meandered being the key word the rain poured down against the window. The seconds slowly ticked by- I wouldn't even think about the previous two hours. I tried to keep myself from crying, so I just stayed quiet, hoping that would k

The porch light was on and I crawled through the glossy wet door of the car to my house. I opened the door quietly and prayed that Charlie wouldn't see me in this state of fear. I winced as I heard rustling on the couch.

"Bells? That you?" he droned.

"Yeah, I'm tired. I'm gonna go to sleep now."

"Uh, you ok? You sound sick."

"I'm fine. Goodnight."

I ran upstairs and slammed the door quietly. Then I burst into tears on my bed. My body threw itself into an emotional rampage and a violated feeling surged my heart out of chest. I tried to sleep, but every time I closed my eyes I saw i his /i face and the strengthened. School was not going to be easy tomorrow. The only thing I thought of other than him was Jacob Black. Why I thought of him, but I remembered his story- about Edward. It was weird. His face seemed to calm me, not so much the thought of Jacob or Edward, just their faces. They were swimming in my head. I didn't know how I was going to face anyone or anything, but as I thought about that I seemed to calm myself down a slight bit.

Before I knew it the sun was shining in a greenish wave through the rainy fog. It hurt my eyes because roughly all night I couldn't sleep couldn't breathe and the pain cajoled through my whole body.

I dressed in silence and felt my leg where…During the- you know, his knee knocked into me and I had a purple and yellow bruise on the inner of my thigh. I winced, it hurt. I slipped on a long sleeved hunter green turtle neck and long black jeans covered my pained legs. I headed to school in a complete daze of pain and worry. It was like my innocence was ripped from my body and I was empty, and not by choice. It felt like I was a ghost. So I drove to school in silence, and in all that time it only caused one agonizing tear followed by screaming to calm me for school. This was going to be a long and painful, but equally awkward day.