Forbidden

Prologue: Dreams

The air was chilly as the wind blew its cold breath. I looked outside the glass window and observed the cloudless sky. That meant it wouldn't rain when it was time for me to walk home. I smiled and picked up my coffee and took a long sip from it.

"Bella, don't forget to lock up," Jacob patted me on the shoulder as he exited the small coffee shop.

Jacob was my best-friend who own this reject Starbucks, is what I called it. He had hired me because no one else wanted to work here but after a few months, people started sending in applications. I lifted my jacket off one of the chairs, slid it on and exited the building. I pulled out my key, already shivering and locked the door.

"Hey there beautiful," I heard someone say.

I waved at whomever and made my way home. I sipped some more of my coffee letting it warm my body. How long would it be before summer came? Fuck, winter sucks.

I turned the corner and saw my apartment.

Hmm, so close to warmth…

As I continued walking, I could hear heavy footsteps behind me. Then a raspy voice spoke, "Ay-Yo, miss,"

I ignored the man.

"C'mon now, don't make me come up there and get you,"

I felt my heart accelerate. My mind went blank and before I'd known it, my legs were running, guiding my numb body. I couldn't feel anything, I was freaking out again.

A large arm wrapped around my neck and snatched me back into a huge body. I gasped, my body wasn't as numb as before.

"Now, Miss Sexy, where were you going?" He placed a wet kiss on my forehead.

I struggled with his arms, "No, No, let me go…"

"I will, just give me four minutes," He chuckled in my ear.

I could hear myself screaming in my head. My eyes snapped opened and I saw Jacob standing over me, with worried eyes.

"Bella, you okay!? It was just a dream, just a dream," He said in a soothing voice as he rubbed the sweat from my forehead.

"I'm sorry…" I whispered.

"No need to be, you had that dream again, didn't you?"

I nodded. I felt like a five year old sometimes. Jacob enjoyed that, however.

"He will not touch you again, Bella. I promise you that, you hear me?"

"Mhm," I looked down at the covers.

"You're safe with me," Jacob pulled me into his arms, "Always," He added.

"Thank you, Jake"