I do not own Twilight.
This may turn into a one-shot. But we'll see.
Summary: Bella Swan decided to drive from New York to her small hometownof Forks to visit her parents for Christmas. Little did she know that helping a stanger out along the way could land her in some serious trouble. Rated T. AU. OOC. E/B.
Isabella's POV
Highway 101. The sight of the sign made me smile. Only another ninety-five minutes and I'll be in the arms of my family. I haven't seen my mother and father since my birthday; September 13th to be exact. They surprised me by flying to New York to celebrate my 20th birthday, so I decided to drive all the way to my little hometown of Forks to see them for Christmas.
Being months away, I knew I had lots of time, but I wanted to see them longer than a few days. I also wanted to make some memories that will last forever. Something in my gut was telling me that driving across the United States by myself was a bad idea.
The car was silence, and the highway was lonely. With my car being the only car for miles I got the weird feeling again.
Once I reached the end of the turn I spotted it; a sliver Volvo, pulled off the road. The driver – I assumed- was currently standing by the hood, shaking his head and running his hands through his hair.
I guess my car was a little loud because his head snapped up suddenly and he came running towards me, his arms waving wildly. I debated if I should keep driving and ignore him, or stop and see what the problem was. I decided on the latter.
Slowing my car, I rolled down the passenger window. When I reached him I leaned over to get a better look. The site of him was breathtaking. He had shocking green eyes, messy bronze hair, and a body of a model. Hell, he could be a model! Clearing my throat -and my head- I smiled. "Is there anything I could help you with, sir?"
"My car broke down. I know nothing about cars. Do you have a cell phone I could use to call my brother?" He sounded out of breathe and his voice was all panic when he spoke.
I was about to reply when he interrupted me, "There's another car coming, maybe you should pull off?"
I glance in my mirror to see two blinding headlights coming towards me. I quickly nodded and he stepped away.
With my car pulled off, I waited for the stranger again. Several minutes later he arrived.
"I'm sorry to be bugging you like this. But it's my friend's birthday and I was headed to his house for the weekend. I usually take a different root, but I was in a hurry. And I thought, maybe this way would be faster. Boy was I wrong..." He trailed off. Looking at me knowingly.
I nodded. "Where are you going?" His response shocked me.
"Forks." My eyes widened. "Is that a bad thing..?" He observed my reaction.
"No, no. No, I just..my family lives in Forks. I was visiting them for Christmas." He nodded.
"That's a nice surprise. I'm sure they'll like that." He smiled at me, and I returned it.
"So...that cell phone you wanted?" I motioned to the cell phone in my hand. He snapped out of whatever daze he was in and accepted it.
"One minute," He nodded and walked away. But my eyes never left him; unless he looked towards me.
Several minutes passed and I thought he was never going to get off the phone. I should have ignored him. Just pretended I didn't see him and drive to my parent's house. But no, I'm the sucker with the soft heart.
That's when I heard it. The mysterious stranger was yelling at someone at the other end of the phone. "What do you mean you're busy? How many times have I helped you? I'm sure you can give up 2 hours of your life and come pick your brother up?" There was a pause. "I don't care how hot she is, come pick me up." Another pause. "Thanks for nothing bro." He shut the phone with more force than necessary and pinched the bridge of his nose.
He walked back towards me and suddenly my nails became interesting.
He cleared his throat when I didn't look up. When I did he smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry I took so long. My brother is too busy with his life to help me out. I guess I better get back to my car. Maybe with some luck I can get my car started. Thanks for your cell phone." He began to back up. "Bye."
I felt horrible. Absolutely horrible. Here I am with a working car, and a stranger is stuck on a highway with no cell phone for god knows how long.
I quickly got out of my car. "Wait!" I shouted.
He turned around. An eyebrow raised. "Yeah?" He asked, slightly shocked.
"You-you said you were going to Forks right?" He nodded so I continued, "that's where I'm going right now. My parents always said never talk to strangers. But I can't leave you here alone, especially when it's getting dark." My voice, what started strong, ended in a whisper.
His frown turned into a smile the second the words left my mouth. "I don't want to be a burden or anything but if you don't mind, I would love the generosity." I nodded and smiled. Then motioned for him to get in the car.
"I have to lock my doors. One moment." He walked towards his car, reached inside to slip something in his coat pocket, then walked back towards my car.
"Ready?" I asked him. He nodded, then focused on the nothingness in front of us. I took the silence and pulled out from my spot and back on the highway.
Exactly one hour passed and neither of us spoke. It was throughout the silence that I realized I didn't know his name. Maybe it was a good thing that I didn't get too attached. I'm going to drop him off, and never see him again. Apparently he didn't think so.
He broke the silence, "I'm sorry, I didn't even ask your name. I didn't even tell you mine." he was nervously playing with the end of his shirt.
"My name's Bella. It's fine." I concentrated on the road ahead of me.
"That's a nice name," he paused, "If I tell you my name..I would have to kill you." I was confused for a second, until something cold touched my side. I tried not to panic. All nervousness gone from his voice he spoke again. "I really wish I didn't have to do this, but it's too late to turn back now.
"There's a gas station up ahead. You are going to pull in there and we'll get out to fill up your tank. You will not speak to anyone and if you make even a whimper I won't hesitate to shoot you. I'm sure your friends would do just fine in your place." He smirked and kept the gun at my side. I tried my best not to panic. I wouldn't give him another reason to shoot me.
True to his word, we arrived at a gas station only five short minutes later. I quickly turned the car off and remained still. When he pushed the gun into my side, I stepped out of the car. Quickly making my way towards the gas pumps, I began to fill my car with gas. His eyes never left me as he dialed a number on a phone I didn't recognized.
'So he did have his phone. He must have been planning it all alone. I knew it! I should have asked someone to come with me. Too late now.'
I sighed when my car stopped drinking the gas. I was hoping I could stand out here longer. Maybe a big, strong man would walk by and beat up my kidnapper, sending him to jail forever and ever. 'Yeah right! That only happens in movies.'
All too soon I felt the gun at my side again. "Time to pay for the gas." He whispered into my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.
We walked towards the gas station. No one was around. The place was deserted.
A bell rang through the empty shop as we both entered. With the gun never moving, my kidnapper led me down a long hallway. At the end of it, there was a very old looking door with 'Ladies' written on it.
I chanced to look at my kidnapper, who sighed before opening the door and pushing me through. If the sink wasn't so close to the door, I would have fallen flat on my face.
"Five minutes." Then he shut the door.
Five minutes. Not much I could do really. After emptying my bladder, and attempting to fix my make-up, I decided I would look around a bit. I knew escaping would be pointless, but a girl could try. Toilet, sink, paper towels, wall, window, another wall. Wait. Window?
My head snapped back towards the window. A smile formed on my face. This could be my chance. Just to the bottom left of the window was the toilet. If I could reach the window then maybe I could climb out and run for help. Someone has to live around here, right?
I carefully stepped on the toilet seat, careful not to slip in, and then placed myself on the toilet box cover. Slowly my arms reached towards the window. Pushing with little effort, the window sprang open. Sighing with relief, I quickly looked towards the closed door before grabbing onto the ledge and pulling myself towards freedom.
Many silent movements and glances towards the door later, I was hanging from the bathroom window. The drop was higher than I thought. But directly under the window was a bush. If I could land on said bush, I wouldn't hurt myself as much.
So I let go, shut my eyes tightly, and braced myself for the fall that never came.
Did I dare open my eyes? I took that challenge and gasped at the arms I fell into.
My kidnapper.
He sighed, and placed me on my feet. Before I could react, a hand tightly gripped my upper arm.
"Let me go!" I screamed and trashed. He placed a rag over my mouth containing a smell smelling substance. Before I could stop myself, my world slowly slipped away.
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