HEY HEY HEY. This is –very obviously- my FIRST EVER FANFIC!!! *crazy girl from crowd screams* Yes I have a crown. ;P

Well, for the squeamish this is the rape-ish scene. I swear nothing to creepy. Hence the rated T. very excited and hope that people like –might I mention how thrilled I'd be if people LOVED- my fanfic.

Oh and for all the people out there who couldn't figure this out… ALL RECONIZABLE CHARACTERS ARE STEPHENIE MEYERS. Eh duh. Im not saying that again. So get it in your heads.

So enjoy chapter one. Boring Date Living Nightmare

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M

B. Pov.

I couldn't believe Rose. I mean, it's the day before we leave and where am I? Only on the dullest date of my life! Not that I'd had very many. I mean, Mike was practically the only guy desperate enough to go out with me. Boring Bella. Yup that's me. Nothing special. Brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, no curves… I could go on for years. I sighed. If only I looked like Rose….

"Bella?" I was startled out of my wanderings and looked over to Mike who was looking at me a little worried. "You alright doll?"

I sighed, knowing he was only, trying, to be a gentleman and took another sip –gulp- of my drink.

"Yes, Mike. I'm fine. Thank you for your concern." I winced slightly. I mean, could I sound anymore like my grandmother? He looked at me for a couple seconds strangely before he continued in his epic tale about how he and… Tyler?... won the math championship competition blah blah blah. I was so killing Rose when I got home. Again I tilted the cup of wine to my mouth.

"Bella honey you ready to roll?" I shivered. What was it with this guy and pet names? Feeling slightly, tipsy from my many drinks I let out a garbled sigh and stood up shakily.

"You know what Mikey poo? I think that this was one of the most boring dates of my life. Sorry." Mikes blue eyes went wide and stared at me with shock. Yup. No more conservative Bella.

"I uh… so…sorry…I didn't me.-" I shushed him off, grabbing his jacket by the arms and propelled him outside the restaurant. I knew that the resentment burning inside me was majorly caused by the drinks but I was too irrational at the moment to really care. "Bells, I really am sorry I…" I again cut him off, not really caring. I was leaving for a year tomorrow. We wouldn't see each other for a while.

"Just take me home Mike." He quickly shut up after that. The ride home was awkward. He kept trying to make small talk, and I just kept brushing him off. After about ten minutes I felt a clammy palm grip my chin tightly, pulling me to face him.

Surprisingly I didn't find the sadness I was expecting. Instead I found a livid anger in his boyish features. His grip tightened on my chin.

"Mike. Stop. That hurts." He let out a quick mirthless laugh.

"Hurt? Hurt?" His voice was incredulous. "Doll, if this is hurting you I feel really sorry for you because of what's coming next." The cruelty in his voice shook me to the core. What had started out as a boring last minute date has turned into a creepy nightmare. And I just wanted to wake up.

"Mike please stop! This isn't funny!" My voice was breathy. Like I'd ran a marathon. Fear pounded through my veins as I looked into his enraged face. Again he laughed, tightening his grip again, as his other hand slid up my thigh to only land on my breast. He squeezed rudely.

"No. You're right Bella. It's not funny. I hate how you always make me look bad in front of my friends. Turning me down again and again. THAT'S NOT FUNNY! And then finally you said yes! I was so happy! But only to find out it was the most boring date of your life!! All I ever wanted was to make you mine." His voice wheedled off into a whisper and he again grabbed my face and chest. I was starting to feel fuzzy around the edges. I was hyperventilating and threatening to pass out in a car with a guy who was groping me. Not a good idea!

Franticly I tried to turn my head away. To reach for the car handle. Anything to get out of this car. My heart was pumping a mile a minute. I didn't know where we were. I didn't know anything. What about Rose?! Jasper?! Could they help? Suddenly Mike bashed my head against the window. Cracking it.

" LISTEN TO ME DAMN YOU!" His breathing was heavy, as he looked at me with wild eyes. Pain exploded in my head, as blood slowly trickled down the side of my skull lingering on the side of my lips. I was going to be sick. "I've always wanted to have you Bella. To feel you beneath me. But I'd always thought you'd be willing. I guess not. "

He sneered rudely, taking the top of my shirt he pulled it away from my body. Ripping it down the front. Franticly I tried to cover myself but he merely took my hands and duct tapped them behind my back. I was royally screwed. I was going to die here. In this car with Mike Newton.

The thought made my body weak with disgust. He brought his ugly hands up to again touch my chest. Whimpering I sat back on my heels to try and get away from him. My cell phone poked into my butt. Some help that did me without my hands, I thought bitterly. Acid came up into my mouth.

Mikes leering face came closer and he whispered roughly, "I want you Bella." I'm sure he was trying for seductive but all I got from it was nausea and a gripping fear. He was going to rape me. I felt the tears well up in my eyes before I could stop them. Shaking my head angrily. This wasn't the time to be weak little meek Bella. Suddenly I remembered the conversation I'd had with Rose just a few days ago .

"Bella, here. You spend so much of your time looking through your silly contact book… let me put my and Jaspers numbers on speed dial. Jaspers is two. Mines three. Okay? All you have to do is press the number and then call button. Got it?"

Thank god for Rose and her speed dial. Shimmying closer to the far window I leaned more onto my back pocket where my cell phone rested. I sat firmly down on where the buttons where and waited. Mike was busy rummaging through his garbage looking for a condom. Little pervert. About to take away my innocence but wanted to make sure I didn't get a baby.

Oh. How chivalrous. My knight in freaking aluminum foil. Yay me.

I listened closely as I kept sitting down on the phone, hoping I didn't cause it permanent harm. Suddenly I heard it ringing and almost wept for joy. I was going to get help. Cautiously I looked over at Mike and almost laughed as I saw him struggling to put it on.

Thank you God for stupid stupid men. Thank you. I listened carefully to my ringing cell.

"Hello? Jasper speaking." I smiled a brilliant smile. He would come and save me and….SMACK!!!

"Well, Bella. Ready for our little fantasy?" I let out a blood curdling scream. If Jasper didn't get my point… I was going to kill him… if I ever got out of this. Mike's large hand descended on my mouth, cutting off my scream abruptly.

"Don't think that stupid little Whitlock boy will come and get you. Where out by Old Mans Park." Thank you mike. COME ON JASPER. "No one comes out here anymore." His hot breath brushed against my face, and his teeth grazed my earlobe. Making me shiver with disgust. "I'm gonna make sweet sweet love to you my Bella." I felt anger boil up inside me again. Making me brave… and reckless.

"You mean disgusting rape? What do you think that I want this? That I like having my hands duct taped and shirt ripped off by some horny guy? I don't think so." I spit in his face. Probably not the smartest thing to do. Slowly he wiped it off. Instead of being angry he was calm.

This scared me more than any of the anger so far. This scared me witless. I could only pray that Jasper got here soon, because I no longer had any doubt in my mind that if he didn't, I wouldn't be the proud owner of a life anymore.

"Bella." He tutted. "Whether you wanna call it rape or love, it's still gonna happen. And every touch, every caress I give you, you are going to moan out my name. Just like it should be." I stared at him incredulous.

"Like hell I will! If I'm going to make any sounds while you rape me it'll be screaming bloody murder and cursing your bloody body to hell!" He laughed calmly again.

"And if I do this?" He held up a smoking cigarette butt.

"Ooo. Scary. Mikey poo's gonna give me second hand smoke!" He smiled down at me calmly and pressed the smouldering butt into my skin. I screamed. He was burning freaking holes in me!

"Mike! Mike! Stop please stop! Just don't…" The smell of burning skin reached my nose. Whatever was left of the dinner I'd eaten came out on the passenger's side of the car. I wearily lifted my head to Mike, hoping to see the calm man, but instead I recognized the crazed man inside him.

"You did that on purpose bitch!" He screamed down at me. I franticly tried to tell him no, but he was beyond hearing. He lit up another smoke and pushed it into my skin, breaking off my protest in an ear piercing scream. I'd felt pain before, I mean, hello clumsiest person alive, but this hurt like hell. My skin was being burnt away.

Ignoring my pleas, Mike kept pressing them against me. Over and over. I lost count after 6, and tried to stop my shaking, exhausted body from fainting. He could ruin my body, but I be damned before I let him have my virginity.

Suddenly the blackness around the edges crept closer. Blurring the image of Mike, who quickly leaned close and whispered in my ear.

"I might not get you today Bella swan. But I will get you. I promise." Unexpectedly the car window shattered and frantic yelling rang in my ears. I wanted to tell them to be quiet. All I wanted to do was sleep, and forget the burning in my stomach. My limp body was pulled from the car.

"Bella! Bella stay with me! Please Bella!" The voice drifted off as I fell, happily, into the darkness.

Soooooooooo. What did ya guys think…. AHHH I MUST KNOW. And you know what that means…

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M