So far, I really hate this story. I was going to kill it, but now I'm just gonna rewrite it. So, instead of the over-dramatic Bella's in a hospital thing, I'm just going to start where Victoria already has Bella, and she'll just remember getting caught.
Snap.
That's all it took for me to let out an ear-piercing scream. My arm, breaking in half. I tried to keep it in but… it hurt. So much. She turned and practically skipped towards the stairs, her bright red hair swinging as she walked, as if my screams a. Itnd begs for death had given her a boost of energy.
I held my breath, waiting to hear the slam of the trapdoor, that gave me peace. Slowly and painfully, I crawled, dragging my arm, across the floor to the corner of room, shivering from the cold of the stone floor on my bare skin.
Pulling myself up, I leaned against the wall for support. Sighing in relief, I tried to smile, thinking about how much time I had alone. There was so much blood, but I hardly even noticed any more. But, I bet Victoria didn't fail to see that. She was probably out hunting, so she wouldn't kill me. No, her intent wasn't to kill me, but to torture me until I gave in and told her where Edward was. Or when he came to save me.
The only thing she wouldn't believe was that he DID leave me. That he DIDN'T love me. That he DIDN'T want me any more. That he was NEVER going to come save me.
I sobbed, broken, tearless sobs. I couldn't cry, not anymore. My eyes were so swollen that I could hardly open my eyes.
Sighing, I drift into a dreamless sleep.
Okay, I KNOW it's really short. But I'm going to post the next chapter up in about ten minutes. I just want to make sure everyone knows this story isn't a one-shot, and that I CAN write better than that first chapter.
Check out my other story "Victimized"