A/N: this is a new story. I hope you like it. It is very different. . this was for a school project but I converted it into a fanfic story. I will hopefully be posting more in the future cause I have lots of stories I have to write but I been reading too much and I figured this was one of my easier ones since it was allready written sorta.

Warning: Some bisexual but nothing all too graphic like some fanfics. Not edited!

Disclaimer: I dont own anything...


B p.o.v:

Its Friday night I'm at Alice, my best friend's/girlfriends, house. We are having a massive pillow fight with the feathers and stuffing flying all over the place. We didn't really care that we had to pick it up eventually because we were having too much fun. Suddenly my phone vibrates on the bedside table only to be followed by Alice's phone too. They effectively ended our game, with us saddened by this, and so I took them and brought both phones over to where Alice plonked herself on the floor of her bedroom. I sat down also and handed her phone to her and she gave me a questioning look. I opened mine up to reveal I have one new message from Emmett. God I hate my brother interrupting my fun all the time, I thought.I looked over at Alice and she was typing furiously on her phone. I opened up the text message and it said, FWD: Bonfire party down at La Push beach at 10pm. See you there! I decided to ask Alice the obvious question.

"Let me guess. It's from emmy bear?" That's what we called my brother because he basically was one. They were practically more brother and sister than me and Emmett.

"Yeah it was him. I was just sorting out the details with him. WE ARE GOING!" She was jumping up and down leaving no time for an argument as she hauled me up and into her bathroom while stripping me down to my underwear as she went. Alice put me into a very mini skirt that only just covered my behind and a sparkly red shirt that had my boobs almost pushed out of my shirt and then she makes me wear flipping red heels! I will admit that the outfit goes well together. It should be an interesting night, I thought. I have no idea why this outfit because it's only a party at the beach! I didn't even notice that Alice came out of her closet in an outfit much the same as mine but with a black shirt and higher heels. She pulled us both into the bathroom to do hair and makeup.

Twenty minutes later we were outside on the pavement.

"Now what vehicle to take?" She mused to herself, tapping her chin. "How about the Harley?" She grabbed the keys without waiting from an answer from her. It can be annoying how pushy she is. She went over and put the key in and handed me a helmet which I took since there was nothing else. She hopped on and straddled the bike. While I sat on behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist to hold steady. We took off and had the wind in our hair was the best feeling.

We got there quick enough and it seemed almost everyone was here. I let my hair fall out of my helmet when I was taking it off. Ali was already off and waiting for me. I got off and grabbed a hold of her hand. We were bisexual and liked to experiment on each other and thankfully our friends didn't judge. Emmett was on a log with rose wrapped around him by the fire. Jake, Nessie, Tanya, Jessica, Lauren, Mike and the rest of the gang. I sat down and Alice sat on my lap so I again put my arms around her waist and gave her a light kiss on the shoulder. We were all huddled together eating marshmallows and trying to get warm by the fire in the middle of our group. When Emmett had the bright idea of telling ghost stories to try and scare all the girls since there were more of them. I became scared instantly because we were on the beach alone. He told a story about this house that was supposedly haunted by ghosts and the house wasn't too far from First Beach and that freaked me out. I was so scared by the story. But looking around at my friends they didn't look like the story affected them, even little Ali.

"Come on, Bells. Let's go check it out together. I promise I'll hold you if something happens" Alice said putting an arm around my shoulders. I really loved when she did cute things like and took control of our relationship. As soon as she said this the others politely left us saying they had to get home. So it was Alice and I left once again. I didn't like the idea but I followed her for the ten minute walk there because I figured two is better than one. We walked up and I could see this big, old and black broken down house. Don't even ask me how it was still standing! On the sides were a forest and behind was a river. We knocked on the door just to make sure no living human being was inside but it opened inwards and creaked mysteriously. It didn't look like anyone was home and so far we hadn't encountered any ghosts. Alice went into the bathroom to check her outfit once again. I swear she was in love with clothes more than me. Next thing I knew I heard a scream come from her direction and I guessed it was her. I mean who else could it be since we were in the house alone and the ghosts had yet to appear as far as we knew.

"Ali! Ali! What's going on? You're scaring me!" I was pounding furiously on the door and trying to get it to open but it wouldn't.

"It's locked! I can't get out!... Oh no! The appliances are attacking me! Help!" She shouted back. But I couldn't do anything and I was getting impatient and desperate while thinking that this must be some sick joke. I could hear all the loud noises because of the quiet from in the rest of the house. Then I heard everything go quiet and something hitting the cold hard floor. The door unlocked and opened inwards for me to find...nothing! I didn't know what was happening but she just disappeared on me. What the hell is with that? I didn't really care and all I knew was that I wanted OUT! I knew it was wrong leaving Alice but I found out she was cheating on me with a guy so I really couldn't be bothered even though it hurt so much. I had to put up with her little secret for so long now I was glad to have this big burden off my shoulders finally.

So I practically bolted for the door. Only to find that it was now locked. On the radio I could hear a static voice saying, "You can't escape us". Now I was terrified and now I know the ghosts don't want me to leave this place ever. I could hear dripping from the stairs which was a little weird. I ran to them and then I saw the most horrifying thing ever. I saw Alice floating down the stairs with dripping red blood coming from her stomach. I felt like throwing up right there and then because it was all too much to handle by myself. I turned my head away from the sight of the only person I love. I got picked up too as if I was a feather but I obviously didn't want to go. I was struggling to get free and get down to the floor but I was going the opposite way which was a room upstairs. I got tied to the bed board with some rope. I stayed there in the quiet for god knows how long. I did manage to get some sleep in between though. Somehow I remembered my watch being glow in the dark so I could tell and count how long til I would be saved from this hell holed place that would from now on have such a bad reminder of these events.

Three days later:

I was still tied up to the bed and had no idea where Alice was but at the moment I was thinking about my own survival. For the whole three days I have been wiggling and jiggling my arms to try and get the ropes loose enough to get out. On this particular third day it did just that and I was free to stand up and move. It took awhile because most of my muscles had gone to sleep from being in the one position for so long. Once I did I walked to the door and very slowly and quietly twisted the door knob so it would open but hardly any noise would be made. It opened outwards and I had to stealthily creep down the stairs. For the moment it looked like the ghosts wouldn't be back until tonight because that is supposedly there preferred timing to haunt and since it was now like 10 am in the morning I had heaps of time so I was safe for the time being.

Unfortunately one of the steps creaked and gave away my positioning. I didn't know why I was scared about this happening because the ghosts won't be here for a while. Then I remembered this house could easily be targeted by anyone else, even a human person. Suddenly everything happened at once. The front door banged open, I screamed and ran into the only place close enough that seemed safe which happened to be an old fatherly clock. I opened its doors and jumped into a crouching position so I was small enough not to be seen through the glass door. I could hear two male voices very faintly talking to each other. They were coming up the stairs now and so I could hear them clearly. They were talking about getting some jewels from one of the rooms. Wait, hold on. Did I just hear them say jewels? What the hell? By this time I was hanging on to their every single word and I ended up holding on to the door for support. It opened and the two guys stopped talking once they noticed me sprawled across the floor from where I landed with a thud from the clock door. I could tell they were mad by the looks on their faces. They seemed to have a silent conversation with their eyes. It was only just now that I realised how they looked. I'm going to guess and say they are in their twenties. They were dressed in all black clothing right down to their shoes, the typical criminal outfit. One guy had blonde hair with blue eyes and the other had bronze hair and green eyes. The blonde haired guy came over to me and lifted me up since he was the more muscular one of the two which I didn't mind because I did find him sort of attractive. I couldn't think like that now because I had no idea what they were going to do to me. The other guy wandered into a room and came back with a small little black bag which I realised is now the bag holding the so called jewels they were talking about. I bet that they probably stole them and it's not even theirs. It could be like a treasure hunt thing, who knows. But there I go again with my creative imagination in over drive. The blonde put me on his back and then we were all outside in the piercing rays of the sun. I got dumped in the backseat of a black limousine with its tinted windows so I couldn't see outside as to where we were going. Then these last few days events all caught up and I finally put together that these guys were a lot older than me, they were burglars, kidnappers and who knows what else. I'm all alone in this situation and have no idea what will become of my future life. I'm a simple, plain, boring and most of all innocent, 15 year old girl who still lives with her parents and brother and goes to a catholic school. What will become of me now? Wat about my family and friends? I silently screamed inside my head. In my head I kept repeating: I'm all alone...I'm all alone...I'm all alone...

"Help" I whispered into the car, trying as my last plea before I was shut up with a Black bag put over my head and cloth bounding my arms and ankles.


A/N: Thanks for reading :) Review? If not im happy with it i guess...it prob a poor attempt at a story but oh well...

do you think i could add on or is this finished?