This idea has been rolling around in my head for a while, and Ive only just been able to write it down :/ writers block sucks. Tell me what you think, should I continue?

*INO*

When I was 13, coming home from school one night, a man pulled up next to me in the street and told me to get in the car. At first I had said no, remembering everything my Mom had told me about getting into a car with strangers. As I started to walk away, a woman stepped out of the car and stood in front of me. She took my hands and looked at me, straight in my eyes.

"Isabella," She said, holding my hands tighter as I tried to pull away. "I'm a friend of your Mom's .She's been taken into hospital, and she asked me to take you there for her."

I hesitated for a moment. I was so sure I'd met all of my Mom's friends, but maybe I was wrong. I looked up at the man waiting in the car then back to the woman. She smiled at me, squeezing my hands gently in hers as the man tapped his fingers gently on the door.

"Ok." I answered quietly, thinking about Mom and wondering what had happened with her. "What's wrong with my Mom?" I asked as she took my bag from me and helped me into the car, closing the door behind me. She ran around to the passenger side and got in, glancing at me briefly before looking back to the man and smiling.

She didn't answer my question, which worried me, but maybe she just didn't want me to panic before we got there.

A feeling started to build in the pit of my stomach, and it only got worse when I looked out of the window and saw we were driving away from the town.

"Which hospital is she at?" I asked, trying to think of all the nearby hospitals. At the moment there weren't any that I could think of in this direction.

Still they didn't answer me.

A mixture of anger, fear and panic build inside me. "Where are you taking me?" I exclaimed, trying to open the door even though we were travelling quite fast. The door didn't budge, much to the woman's amusement. I started crying, tears falling down my face fast as I started to shout out to people passing by, though there weren't that many people out here.

"Shut her up!" The man shouted. The woman rolled her eyes and slipped through the middle of the two front seats so she was sitting next to me. She pulled out a small tube of clear liquid and s cotton pad. My heart started to beat faster, by breaths coming out in shuddering sobs. I knew what was going to happen now. I looked away, trying as hard as I could to turn away from her but she pulled on my arm, turning me to face her.

She poured the liquid onto the pad and held it up against my face. I tried to struggle but there really was no point, she was so much stronger than me. I saw her move back into the front seat, and then everything turned black.

4 YEARS LATER.

Sat on the floor at the far end of the room, I hear footsteps moving towards the room. I glace up at the clock in confusion. It's not dinner time, or lunch. What's happening?

I pulled my legs up against my chest, wrapping my arms tightly around my knees. This was my only protection, though it never really helped.

I heard the click of the lock, a sound that I was used to now. The door opened and He stepped into the room, the door closing shortly behind him. I knew She was there. They were always together, making sure there was no chance of anyone ever getting out. He stepped out of the shadows and dropped the new girl onto the bed. She was still out cold, which seemed unusual. Since I had been here, I had seen 5 other girls be dragged in here kicking and screaming, even I had woken up before we got here.

He didn't say anything to me, choosing instead to snigger cruelly before he left the room again, slamming the door behind him. I waited until I heard their footsteps going downstairs before I jumped up from the floor and crossed the room towards the girl. She looked about 14, but I couldn't really tell, she had a baby-face so she could have been older. She had short light brown hair that was sticking out at the bottom; I didn't know if it was styled that way or if it was just from the drive. Looking at her clothes, I could tell she was interested in fashion and she obviously had a lot of money too, they looked expensive. Maybe that's why she was here; Money.

Suddenly, her eyes opened and she sat up. Her face contorted in fear and she opened her mouth to scream. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand, knowing she would only be in more trouble if she screamed.

"Screaming only makes it worse. " I explained quietly as she struggled against me. "I'll move my hand if you promise not to scream." She stopped moving and looked at me, eyes glistening with tears. "You have to trust me; I've been here for a while. If you're quiet, then you're treated better. If you scream they just get rid of you faster."

She stared at me for a moment before nodding gently. I took my hand away slowly, expecting that she would start screaming straight away, which is what usually happened. But she didn't. She just looked at me, silent tears starting to fall down her cheeks.

"I'm Bella. What's your name?" I asked, shifting closer and taking her hand in mine to try and make her feel slightly better. I always felt slightly better when I wasn't alone.

"Alice." She whispered meekly. "Alice Cullen."

*INO*

It took a while, but eventually Alice stopped shaking enough for me to check that she wasn't hurt. It had become my routine whenever there was a new girl; because they were all so much younger than me, I felt like I needed to try and keep them safe and calm. Normally, it didn't work; normally they would start screaming and be dragged out of the room again, only to return again a few hours later covered in cuts and bruises, and that's if they returned at all.

Alice seemed different. Sure she still looked scared, who wouldn't be in this situation? But she stayed calm as she surveyed the room. There wasn't much to look at; the ratty bed in the centre took up most of the space, with a small set of drawers pushed into the corner. The wallpaper was hanging off the walls and some of the girls had scratched and picked at the cement below, marking the weeks they were here. Those girls usually didn't last longer than two weeks.

"Bella," Alice whispered. She shuffled closer to me on the bed and quickly glanced at the door. "Where are we?"

"I'm not sure." I answered honestly; it wasn't a question I got asked often. In fact, most of the girls didn't speak to me at all. "They picked me up in Seattle. I don't remember the drive, or know how long I was out. I woke up right before we got here." I tried to think about what the house looked like, but everything was fuzzy. "Where are you from?"

Alice looked at me, her perfectly plucked eyebrows knotting together. "I've just moved to Forks with my family. I don't know the area that well yet, we've only been there a week." She paused, looking towards the small boarded up window at the end of the room. "I was at the store getting some groceries when they found me. They said they were my neighbours." Looking back at me I could see in her eyes that she was trying not to cry. "I hadn't met them yet, Mom told me the neighbours were out of town. I was gonna ring my brother for a ride home, like he'd told me to when he dropped me off in town but they offered to take me instead. I knew something wasn't right; I could feel it. I'm usually so good at listening to my instincts, but I just didn't think, I just got in the car." A single tear slid down her cheek but she looked more angry than upset now. "I tried getting someone attention, but as soon as I started banging on the window she shoved a gun against my side. I wanted to smack her right in the face but I knew she would just shoot me and I don't want to die." She ended on a whisper, her hands shaking as she started to pull idly at a string on her top.

"They didn't drug you?"

Her eyes widened as she shook her head slowly. "He kept telling her to, but she said there was no point. I didn't know what she meant but I was glad. And then it didn't take long to get here, I guess that's what she meant."

What? But all the girls were usually drugged, and from what little they had said to me I knew that they had all woken up in the car as they had reached the house.

Looking quickly at the clock, I worked out that it wouldn't probably be at least an hour before they came to the room to check on us. I walked quietly over to the window and pulled away the loose floorboard below it. I guess one perk of being here so long was knowing the secret places to hide things, although thanks to one girl two of my hiding spots had been compromised; she thought telling Him would get her out of here, but she ended up being here the shortest amount of time.

This hiding spot held a map I had ripped out of a book downstairs. I had been here for a year when they first let me out of the room. They said it was for good behaviour, but I knew they just wanted to see if I would try to escape. Of course I wanted to, but I'm not that stupid; there had been a girl here when I was first brought her that was offered the same 'treat' and she ran. He shot her before she even made it out of the room, or so She told me when I was downstairs. I've been down there a few times now, and each time I've managed to bring something useful back up; the map, a collection of pens, a first aid kit, a flashlight and a small blunt knife. They weren't the best things in the world, but I'm sure I'll need them at some point.

The map had come in handy already. Each time a girl arrived I would mark down where they had been taken from. All of us, except for Alice, had been taken from Seattle.

"So you were taken from Forks?" I looked up at her as she shuffled across the bed and quietly made her way over to where I was sitting.

"Yeah."

"And you remember the drive, how long would you say it took to get here?"

She looked confused for a second, probably wondering what the hell was going on in my head. "Umm…I'm not sure. About an hour maybe, it could have been less, he was driving pretty fast."

My head was spinning as I tried to remember every little detail from when I woke up, but things were fuzzy after being here for so long. I scanned the map, and looked for anywhere that would be about an hour away from Forks.

My heart skipped a beat as I focused on two little words.

"Alice. I think I knew where we are."

*INO*

Duh Duh Duuuuuuuh!

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