A/N: Heyy! YES! This is .pixie.19! This story is a collab with MrsCullen14..she will be writing EPOV while I write BPOV. So go ahead and review caus that would make our day! The prologue was written by me and beta'd by the great, crimsonmarie! Check out her story Stay!
Prologue:::
Bella touched her bloody nose. She got slightly dizzy from the sight of her blood, or it could've been the multiple punches and kicks to her body. She looked up and glared at him. He did this to her. after all the shit they had gone through, he still had the nerve to do this to her. Even through all the pain she was feeling right then, she could clearly feel the anger screaming through her veins. She was furious. He smiled viciously at her. This was his form of revenge. This was how he would make her pay for every look, every touch, and every single talk.
"You arrogant, self absorbed, cowardly, egotistical, evil son of a bitch!" She spat at him. The only thing she felt for him now was hatred, pure and simple hatred. He smirked at her. Her frown deepened as her glare intensified.
"Don't worry, Bells. It'll be over soon..." He barked at her with an evil glint in his eyes.
Bella was officially scared. He had an evil glint in his eyes and seeing it take over his face, everything inside of her dropped. She wasn't pissed, she wasn't in pain; she was just scared. This son of a bitch was going to kill her. He slowly inched closer to her as she tried crawling backwards to get away, but her legs were too weak to walk. He pulled out a recently sharpened knife. Bella eventually hit the wall. She was trapped... She thought there must've been something she could do... As he stepped closer to her, she finally realized that there wasn't anything she could do now. With a final sigh, she mentally steeled herself, looked him square in the eye and hoped with everything she had left that her knight was safe. As long as he was safe, she'd accept her fate.
"You WILL suffer for all the shit you put me through. I will be the one to watch you die. I'll bask in your end. Trust me, Bells, I WILL relish it."
"Bask? Relish? Big words for a guy with the IQ of a snail." She retorted with a slight tremor in her voice right before she spit on his face.
He growled and lunged for her. She closed her eyes preparing herself for the pain. He knocked them down into the glass window. Shards of broken glass flew everywhere. The knife plunged into her leg. She could feel multiple pieces of glass on her back, but they didn't feel as bad as the knife. He only had a few cuts on his arms and legs. He took the knife out and plunged it into her stomach. He was laughing like a lunatic, as if all this was something to laugh about. Bella was starting to drift into unconsciousness when the growling started. The weight that was her captor was removed from on top of her, but she couldn't talk or open her eyes to see who had helped her. Then, as the noise and tumbling started over the growling, she finally slipped into the darkness that internally surrounded her. She felt her body relaxing and a slow smile spread across her face as she realized that it was finally over...
