"See you tomorrow Bella" Angela yelled after me.

I was just coming from my job at the bookstore and me and Angela had went our separate ways to get home. I'd gotten to put in some extra hours today since school had let out today. I had been working at the bookstore for two and a half months. On my first day I met Angela. She was a very, sweet, and caring person. She was the best friend a person could ask for. I walked out and headed for the bench when I realized that it was 9 o'clock, which was too late for the bus to come and that my mom wouldn't be picking me up from work today because of her night shift at the hospital. I started to call dad, when I realized that he was out of town with a group of co-workers at a police convention. Oh well. I guess I'd better start walking home. I was turning the block to my street when I noticed a shadow behind me. Just as I turned around to see if something or someone was there, I was met with the sound of skin against skin and a sharp pain in my face. I opened my mouth to screamed, but was brought into darkness.

When I woke up I noticed I wasn't in the confines of my own room, instead I was in a warehouse, or at least that what I thought it was. When I tried to sit up, I couldn't.

"Ah I wouldn't try that if I were you my dear." came a strange voice from in front of me.

I looked up to see the face of someone I couldn't find myself to know.

"Who are you and what do you want?" My voice sounded tired and raspy even to my own ears.

"I think I'll be the one asking the questions around here. You see Isabella I've been watching you for awhile and you seemed to always be with within public eye for me to make my move. So I decided to watch you for awhile and see when I could catch you by yourself. I hadn't planned on taking you today. This was just pure luck, with your school letting you out early. I guess that was just used to my advantage. But don't worry I won't kill you, I just want a little taste of your little treats. I 've grown quite attached to your body over the last few weeks."

I listened to this man and couldn't believe my ears. He had been practically stalking me over the past few days. My eyes begin to burn with tears that I tried so hard to not be seen. I would not give him the satisfaction of hurting me. He started walking over to me and paused when he reached me.

"Stay still now Isabella. This won't take long as long as you be real quiet and don't fight back."

He pulled me up to my feet. He then brought me up to him and kissed me roughly. He tried to pry my mouth open with his tongue, but I refused. I couldn't just let this physco rape me and now go down without a fight. I pushed him off me hard enough to have him staggering back. When he came back to himself, he came over and slapped me. So hard till I fell on the floor. He used this to an advantage. He immediately started tearing my shirt apart. When he ripped it off of me, he started tugging on my breasts. His hands were hard and calloused. I could practically feel the bruises forming on my breasts. Then the tears started. I had never done anything to deserve this. I never disrespected my parents, I cleaned my room, and made good grades. He pulled my jeans down and reached towards my center. He stuck his two fingers up my entrance and I was met with a pain so sharp I couldn't help but scream when I was met with the agony. His long fingernails scratched my insides with an intense feeling. I didn't want my first time to be like this. I had wanted it to be on my honeymoon, with someone who I loved with a passion and could reciprocate the same feelings. I wanted him to enter me slowly and whisper to me how he would make me feel better as I stretched to accommodate his size. I wanted it to be sweet and filled with love. Not this. Filled with urgency and pain. He unbuckled his pants and unzipped himself free. He didn't give me a warning for what he was about to do. He just plunged into be. I couldn't hold the piercing scream that emitted from me. Nothing was worth going through this kind of torture and pain. He plunged in and out of me at a blinding speed. Each thrusts hurting worse than the last. With each thrust he began pulling and tugging on my nipples. I unsuccessfully tried to pry him off of me, which made him mad in return. He slapped me and screamed profanities at me.

"You bitch, after I'm done with you, you'll be so sore you won't even be able to walk anymore. You never be nothing more than a worthless piece of shit. You're nothing but a slut. Nothing but used treats and damaged good. No man'll want you after they know that you've already been used."

He was saying more, but I didn't hear anything after that, simply because he was speaking the truth. No one would want me because no one wants a used girl. And because I was a worthless slut for letting this happen to me. A normal girl, wouldn't have gotten herself into this sort of predicament. People had always told me I was special. It was all I heard growing up. It was never more real than what it was now. He then began kissing me roughly again. I continued struggling against him, but to no avail he wasn't budging. He then became frustrated with my antics and began punching and slapping against me. He slapped and punched me in my face, till I felt the bruise coming. He got up and pulled his pants back on and began kicking me in my ribs. I felt as if the breath had literally been knocked out of me. He finally sent me into oblivion when his shoe came in contact with my chest right where my shattered heart was. I came into meeting with darkness.

When I woke up I was greeted with the noises of monitors and people shuffling around. I opened my eyes to stare into a pair of blue eyes that belonged to a blond doctor, who looked fairly too young to be a doctor.

"Hello. I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen, and you would be Isabella Swan am I correct?"

I stared at him.

"Just Bella and where am I?" My voice was raspy and sounded tired.

"You are in the hospital and you have been for about 2 and a half weeks now. Do you remember anything?"

For some reason I did remember. I had remembered everything. Which was kind of a shock to me. Weren't people supposed to forget these kind of things when they had awoken. Just another fact to my theory of me being special. Being weird and not normal.

"Yeah I remember, but where are my parents.?" I was dying to see my mom. Her short brunette hair and brown eyes and worried expression.

"I'm afraid your parents aren't here. They both went into panic attacks, when they heard your had gone missing. They progressed with a very short amount of time into heart attacks and passed within an hour of being submitted into the hospital. Their funeral was a few days ago actually."

I began to cry with this new information. My parents were gone and I hadn't even been there for the funeral. I was sure to got o hell. I couldn't believe that my parents were gone. I looked into the doctor's eyes that would show me that I was somehow I was dreaming, but was met with pity and sorrow instead.

"What……. They can't be dead, I need them, you can' t tell me they're dead. You're lying. Bring them to me." I began shouting at him.

Something deep down inside know that my parents really were gone and that there would be no bringing them back.

"I'm sorry Bella, but they really are gone. I'm sorry."

I began going into panic mode, because it suddenly became really hard for me to breathe. The last words I heard were 'calm down' and 'have to sedate you'.

Lastly I was welcome into the darkness. Though this time it wasn't because of being beaten to it, but because I was shocked with the dreadful news that my parents were gone and it was all my fault.