This is my very first story, and I hope you like it!

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CHAPTER 1: Captive

BPOV

I walked slowly on the road despite of the pouring rain. He had left a note for me. I clenched it in my hand wondering why I had to come to the Cullen Castle immediately.

Dearest Bella-

I need you at the house. Something has come up, and I can't speak of it now. I apologize, but I can't leave. I love you VERY much

-Edward

I read the note over and over again. Was he in danger? The rain slowed, and even though I wasn't good at it, I ran, stumbling endlessly. I didn't care. My Edward could be in danger!

Once the mysterious house came before me, I saw a car. Not just any car- the rabbit. Oh god, I thought to myself. What was Jacob doing here? I love him, but I can't have 'the Vampire and the Werewolf' in the same place!

I reluctantly tapped on the door, but before my frozen knuckles his the wood, the door opened swiftly, and I was thrown in. "Bella!" Alice gasped with relief.

"What is it Alice? What was so important that I had to run in the rain?" I hissed, emphasizing on the word run, pointing to my ripped jeans and cut hands. "It's Jacob. He is here now, asking Edward to give you to him," She grimaced.

I was directed to Edward's room. I slowly opened the door without knocking. There was Jake, tied to the couch. Edward looked up at me as if I made a conspicuous entrance. Jacob grinned and greeted me.

"Hey Bells! How's everything going? Everything's good for me except for the fact that your leach of a boyfriend kidnapped me and tied me up!" I groaned.

"Edward! You have some explaining to do!" I snapped. He smiled my favorite crooked smile of his as he pondered his thoughts.

"I thought if we beheaded him now, his face could make a great mantelpiece above the fireplace," he joked. I punched him in the am as hard as I could. "Ok, I'll explain to you, come with me to Alice's room." He gestured down the hallway.

"Bella. He is simply not safe for you. When I was out hunting, he was threatening to hurt you if I didn't give you to him. I tied him up and-"

"Ed, you know I love him. His feeling are just overpowering now! How long are you going to keep him tied up?" I questioned.

"As long as I need to," his whispered into my ear and kissed my hair, "or simply until he gives up." The kiss mutated into a more intense one. His hard lips pressed against mine with passion. Our tongues rhythmically moved together. I was gasping for air.

The last thing he whispered was, "I want you to be safe, love. Don't ruin that for me."