Hi Guys,
This one is rated M for safety reasons only. It is really easy to offend, especially with content such as this. And I feel that a warning should be put out so WARNING: Does contain sexual assault. It doesn't go into full detail but it's evident as to what is happening. Stop reading if this will offend you in any way.
Most of this is from Edwards point of you, but there will be others. WARNING: Spoiler alert for my other fic. Which is also incomplete. But this is after everything that happens in 'Inconceivable Happenings'.
Disclaimer: All recognisable characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, not me. Although the plot and any OC's are mine.
Beta: The amazing SparklyWarlock.
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The branches reached out and ripped at my clothing as if they were claws. Claws belonging to the same monsters that followed me now, it was as if everything was trying to slow me down. But I kept running, pushing myself harder. Even though my whole body ached and I could hardly breathe. Even though I was slowing down and they were getting closer. I started crying, loud sobs tearing at my throat, and they laughed.
"You can run, but you can't hide!" One of them called out mockingly.
There was laughter and my stomach dropped. There were more of them now. Where had they all come from? My foot caught and I fell. Tumbling down a steep slope. Rocks and sticks ripped through my skin until I landed in an ice cold river. It seeped into my clothes and seemed to reach my bones. I couldn't move, except for the violent shivers that tore through my body. I watched as bodies slid down the slope after me. All of them laughing and whooping. As if they were hounds on a hunt, and they had found their prey. They moved towards me slowly, as if to prolong the moment. To revel in their victory.
"Look at you, with your legs spread and ready for me." The closest one sneered.
I tried closing my legs, but all I could manage was to spit at the man. He growled at me and hit me. Making my head snap to the side and put it fully under water. I cried out and jerked away from the jagged rock that had embedded itself in my cheek. I spat out the water and screamed again. One of them was on top of me. Their rancid breath in my face, he ripped my pants off and I was almost grateful that I had no feeling from the waist down. The moon shone just enough light that I could see the water around me darkening. Was that my blood? It had to have been. I don't know how long I lay there, or how many of them took me. I stopped counting at twelve. But I did know that I was dying, albeit slowly. I revelled in it, my upcoming death. Would they stop after I died? It didn't matter, I wouldn't be there anymore, and I'd be blessedly free. I wouldn't be experiencing this. A smile crossed my face at the thought of it. My whole body was numb now, I closed my eyes. There was nothing but the sound of rushing water, my sluggish heartbeat and agonised screaming. Was that me? It couldn't be. I forced my eyes open and waited for them to adjust.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god." I don't know where the sound was coming from but it was cut off abruptly.
There was something here, running so fast it was a blur. It would stop for a moment at each person and his head would go flying before it would move on. I laughed, giddy. Maybe my death would come sooner. I closed my eyes again. Only for them to open again in shock, it felt as if I were being carried by something even colder than the river. I looked up at the man now holding me in his arms. He was so beautiful, with reddish hair, golden eyes and skin like the moonlight. There was a crimson colour that covered his mouth and ran down his neck in rivulets. I smiled up at him.
"Are you going to kill me?" I asked.
"No, I'm going to save you. And you're going to save her." He replied.
I nodded and looked away. Suddenly we were moving, so fast, it felt like a big drop on a rollercoaster. It was over in a moment of seconds. Now, we stood in front of a huge elaborate house that was set in the forest. I could hear that same river running, but it was a long way away. The beautiful man brought me inside a house and into a warm room where a fire was alight.
"Is this the girl?" A beautiful voice asked.
The man that held me nodded. A girl came closer to me and touched my forehead. My whole body warmed and I felt alive, but so tired. It was as if Death had lifted his finger off me and all that was left was exhaustion. I looked up at the girl as she stroked my cheek, she was so beautiful, it almost hurt to look at her.
"Such a beautiful girl. You look so much like your father." The girl smiled sadly and looked up at the man.
"Put her to bed Edward, there is a bed ready. She must be tired." She leaned down and kissed my forehead and moved away, into another room.
Edward moved me to a bed that sat in the corner; I wondered how I hadn't noticed it earlier. It was huge. He pulled the sheets back and tucked me in. My head hit the pillow and I was hit with how tired I actually was. Edward turned and I closed my eyes.
"What's your name?" This voice was beautiful as well.
I looked up to see Edward, now standing at the door way.
"Isabella, my name is Isabella." I answered.
He smiled softly, nodded to himself and left the room. I feel asleep as the soft click of the door closing resounded through the room.
The next chapters will be longer. What did you think? I'd like to say a big thank you to my amazing Beta SparklyWarlock for her doing her thing and everyone who is reading. Reviews would be awesome!
~Love Ashleey Grey.