A/N: Here's the newest one of my stories-a special thanks to Edward'sDarkAngel for basically giving me the title to this story. =] As always R&R!! Thanks
My life was once described as simple, ordinary. I had the same routine day in and day out for three years, since I started high school. It was boring indeed, but I didn't mind. I never complained, I never acted out, I definitely never stood out. So I just had one question; why me? What had I ever done to deserve this? What would possess someone to kidnap a seventeen year old junior from an itty bitty town in Washington? As I lay here in this trunk, hands and feet bound together at an awkward angle, trying desperately not to hyperventilate at the closed in quarters, I asked myself those questions over and over again. I wanted to scream, but I was gagged, and again in a trunk…what good would come of that? I couldn't bang on the trunk, or even try to find the latch to open it…I was tied up.
How I got here, I've no idea. I just remember leaving the school later than usual because of a stupid project and walking to my truck. I'd barely gotten the door open when a cloth was pressed into my face, and I passed out from the fumes. I woke up a few minutes ago in…here. At first I had tried to keep up with the turns we'd made, but I quickly got confused and gave up. Besides, I didn't know how far from the school we were, so it wouldn't help anyways. I just laid there, eyes closed, taking in deep breaths, imaging I was anywhere else in the world. Like Jacksonville, with my mom, or at the diner with my dad, or better yet, at the beach…
"Hey! Hey wake up!"
I started at the feel of a hand on my shoulder, and remembering what had happened, I glared at the man standing before me. He wasn't bad looking actually, tall, strong and burly, muscular build. He had curly hair, and was easy on the eyes. Too bad he'd kidnapped me. "Look, I'm going to have to carry you inside okay? I'll untie you in there I promise." He stated before lifting me over his shoulder as if I weighed no more than a feather. Of course, to him, I could see how lifting me wouldn't be an issue. Once inside, he kept his word and cut the ropes from my feet and hands. I rubbed my sore wrists, still glaring at him as he removed the gag. I had half a nerve to kick him where the sun didn't shine, but upon having a closer look at his muscular body, decided against it. He could hurt me…very easily. I'd rather not take my chances just yet.
"You got a name?" He asked, sitting across from me on the floor. I ignored him, and looked around. We were in what appeared to be a living room. It was pretty bare though, as if it wasn't lived in. I was sitting on a couch against the wall just to the left of the door, a T.V. sat in the corner to my right, and there were a couple chairs to my left. I noticed a hall way to my right, and wondered if there were stairs…I could get him to chase me up there, and then when I reached the top push him back down…of course I didn't see how I'd get him to actually fall. Damn.
"Hey! Come on, you may as well tell me, I'll find out eventually." He said with a grin. I cocked a brow at him, and stayed silent. Why should I be nice to him? He kidnapped me! He sighed in annoyance, and stood up. "Fine then, don't talk." He mumbled walking through the hallway. I waited just a few minutes, long enough for him to get wherever he was going, and then bolted to the door. Stupid idiot, leaving me alone, untied, when the door is right there! Obviously he wasn't the smartest cookie in the box now was he? I thrust the door open as quickly as I could, and ran. I got to the end of the driveway, and looked back to see if he was following me, when I turned back I hit something hard and solid. I screamed and fell on my butt.
I screamed yet again as I was tossed over a shoulder, and started beating the back of my captor. This naturally did no good, and once inside, he practically threw me onto the couch. Great going Bella! Next time be sure there's no one else with the kidnapper! I scolded myself. "Emmett! You should really keep a better eye on your toys! She almost got away!" Now that was one sexy voice. I looked up, and I swear my heart stopped. He was gorgeous. Like a fucking Greek God or something. His messy hair was a bronze color, and his eyes…weird. They were gold? No, that couldn't be right. Must have been contacts or something. I was at a loss for words to describe this…angel? Wait…no. He's an accomplice to this heinous act. I would not have an attraction to him. I crossed my arms defiantly, and stared at the floor.
"Oh man! Come on lady I trusted you. Really, you shouldn't try to run anyways, we're vampires it's not like we wont catch you every time." He said in the most obvious tone. "Oh, and Eddie…she's your toy not mine. Not to mention, I knew she wouldn't get far with you around." He stated and walked away. I snorted. Vampires? Right and I am superwoman. Eddie sat in the chair farthest from me, and glared out the window. He didn't seem to be very fond of me. Excellent, we had something in common already. A few moments later I was scared shitless again as the door burst open. I turned my head slowly, and saw…a thing bouncing into the house followed by a supermodel. She had to be…she was gorgeous. Kind of like Eddie over here…only the girl version…and with blonde hair. She glared at me while the…uhh other girl came and sat right next to me. I scooted away immediately, and did not miss the slight chuckle that came from Eddie's direction.
"Hi Bella, it's nice to finally meet you! I'm Alice, we're going to become great friends don't you worry. Don't let Edward get to you, or Emmett for that matter. Edward doesn't like anyone, even his own family, and Emmett…well he isn't scary really. He's just a big teddy bear. Ask Rosalie-"she pointed to the supermodel who was still glaring at me-"she's his wife. She's just a little upset because he carried you into the house. She'll warm up to you though I promise." She would have continued prattling on if Edward hadn't growled at her. She shot him a glance, and then stood up. "I better go get these bags inside before the storm hits. I'm almost positive I got everything you'd need, and in the right size, too." She continued on her way out. I glanced out the window, and shook my head. That chic was insane; there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The sun wasn't exactly shining, but it didn't look like rain.
Two hours later, it was pouring outside. I wanted desperately to be on the porch right now, I loved storms. I was just too afraid to ask these nutcases. They'd just say no anyway. With a sigh, I turned so my entire body was facing the window. Not even two seconds later, the little short, black haired pixie known as Alice came bounding into the room. "Come on, Bella, let's go outside. I don't know about you but I just love the smell of rain." She said, winking at me as she grabbed my hand. I flinched and pulled away at the coldness of her skin, but she didn't seem to mind. "You'll get used to that soon enough not to worry." She said, holding the door open for me. I cocked a brow at her as I walked past, and sat on the bottom porch step. I was getting soaked, but I didn't care. I heard the door open and close a few more times, but I didn't bother glancing back to see who'd joined us.
After a few minutes, I stood up, and walked out into the rain. I wasn't going to run, my face still hurt from my earlier attempt when I ran into Edward. I could hear someone bickering with Alice, no doubt about me walking away from the house, but I ignored it. I raised my face to the clouds; eyes closed and enjoyed the feel of the rain slapping against my skin. The last two hours, I'd been thinking. I was positive they were going to kill me, and equally positive I wouldn't be able to escape them. In theory, I should be freaking out right now, but I wasn't. I was completely calm, and I had decided to enjoy whatever time I had left on this dreaded planet. I'd always known my life would be short lived; I was the clumsiest person I knew. Everyone at the E.R knew me by name due to my many near death experiences. So, I was okay with this. Or as okay as one could be after being kidnapped by lunatics.