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Okay, thanks for every one who wanted me to continue! Here is chapter two!

BPOV

"You're Edward Cullen?" I asked, a little shocked by how hot he was! "Yes, I was a bit surprised you didn't recognise me earlier, I must say I knew who you were straight away," he said in that voice that made my heart melt! I was surprised myself, how could I not have recognised one of the most well known faces in today's society?

Edward Cullen was an heir to a large fortune, like myself. His father, Carlisle Cullen, was the head of a large insurance company. Unlike me, he was a major party boy who liked to blow off large amounts of money on a regular basis. It was people like him I feared to become.

"Do you know why we are here?" I asked him, trying to hide my disgust that I was stuck in a cell with him. All his appeal, although still there, pushed itself aside for a moment. "You don't sound pleased to see me," he said. Okay, so he noted my tone.

"No, I'm not," I said sliding a little away form him. He slid closer. "Why not?" he asked, I could feel his breathe on my neck. Then I had a memory of that night with James...

"What," I said feeling dazed. "Bella, hush darling," James said stroking my hair. I tried to hit him but felt that I couldn't get my full force behind it, I was still very lethargic. "Feisty, I like that type," James said pulling me closer to him. "Let go of me," I tried to muster up a scream but couldn't.

"Why Bella, you are so beautiful..."

I burst out into tears. "You really hate me that much?" Edward said a hurt expression on his face. "No. I'm sorry, how many days have I been asleep?" I asked him, the tears now pouring out. "I don't know, I just woke up myself when you started banging on the door, but I was awake before that, so you haven't been in here more than a day..." he said trying to calculate it in his head.

I could here my sobs getting louder, I was starting to hyperventilate. "Why, what's wrong?" he asked, taking my hand. I let him hold it. "I think James..." I couldn't say it through the tears. Some thing in Edward's mind clicked. "Bella, did he, did he rape you?" I nodded and Edward hugged me close to him, slowly stroking my hair.

"It'll be okay Bella, it will be okay..."

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I woke up and found I was lying on a nearly naked Edward. I stared at him as he woke up, then blushing furiously jumped off him, hitting my head on the top bunk. He chuckled. "Good morning," he said sitting up as I leaned against the concrete wall, rubbing my sore head. "You're going to get quite a lump," he said walking over to look at my head.

I pulled away from him. "It's fine, I'm fine," I said walking towards the small sink. I turned on the water then realised I was busting to pee. "Edward," I started and he turned around to look at me. "Yes," he said, turning to face me. "Do you mind turning around, I have to, you know, go," I said blushing, pointing to the toilet.

"Sure, yes sorry," he stuttered before turning to face the bunks. After doing my business and washing my hands, now very embarrassed, a small tray was pushed through the bottom slat in the door. "Wakey wakey," I heard a man yell from outside. I instinctively moved towards Edward. "That's breakfast," Edward said, pointing towards the tray on the floor.

Cautiously I walked over to it, inspecting the contents on the tray. It included a plastic cup and a small bit of soggy bread. "Do they know that there are two of us?" I asked, amazed at how small the portions were. "Yes, I think so," Edward said walking over to me. "You have it, I'm fine," Edward said, walking towards the sink with the plastic cup.

"No, we should share it..." I begun but was cut off. "Really Bella, don't bother, you need it more, who knows the last time you ate?" he said, gulping down some water. "Okay," I said finishing the bread in one bite. It just made me hungrier.

"Why do you call me Bella?" I asked him, foolishly licking the tray to get the crumbs. "That's your name, isn't it?" he said, eyeing me curiously at what I was doing. I quickly put down the tray, blushing again. He must think my cheeks are permantly red! "Yes, it is, it's just everyone usually calls me Isabella until I tell them otherwise," I said as he handed me the plastic cup, now filled with water again.

"The more you drink, the more you feel full," he said as I drank it quickly. "Well if you liked being called Bella, I don't see the problem," he added before sliding the tray and the small plastic cup through the slit under the door. "I guess..." I said but stopped when something else was pushed through the flap.

"What are they?" I asked referring to the black things on the floor. "Don't look at me, that's new," Edward said bewilderment in his voice. "Put on your overalls," a man yelled from outside, answering our question for us. For the first time I noticed I was only in my bra and undies and quickly put the black overalls on.

Edward put his on as well, feeling much more comfortable about the situation than I was, I noticed, well at least if he felt uncomfortable he didn't show it. "Don't worry, it's not as if you're the first girl I've seen in her underwear before," he said noticing my uncomfortableness.

"Yes, I am well aware about your reputation," I scoffed making quotation marks in the air with my fingers. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked defensively. "Oh come on! Sleeping with a different girl every night isn't some thing I would be proud to brag about," I snapped, folding my arms.

"You have no idea," he stated before the door was swung open. Two people, their faces covered by balaclavas, holding guns moved towards us. I immediately put my hands up and noticed Edward do the same. "Come with us," a man said moving his head gesturing for us to walk out the door.

A gun was then shoved into my back and a blindfold came over my eyes. I felt the tears start to come again, I had never cried so much in my life then this past twenty-four hours. We walked through twisting hallways until we finally came to a halt. The gun was then removed from my back, only to be put at my neck.

"Loosen up a bit Victoria, the poor girl is shaking, plus we want her alive for this video, don't we?" James voice was so familiar to me by this point. "James..." I whispered. "Yes, it is me, my darling Isabella," he said, walking over to stroke my hair. "Get away from me," I spat on him, the gun jabbed further into my neck. I noticed Edward wasn't with me anymore.

"Oh Isabella, it would tragic for someone as pretty as you to go to waste, now please co-operate and take a seat," James continued before I was thrust into a hard chair. "Okay, now there," James said turning me. My blindfold was still on. "You are now facing the camera, wave hi to your dad," he said laughing. I could kill him; I hated him so much.

"Bells," I heard my dad's voice. The tears which had dried up started again. "Dad," I cried the gun cold at my neck. "Yes, it is a video call," James pointed out. "Now, as you can see, she is alive, and you wouldn't want your precious daughter to die, would you?" James questioned my dad mockingly.

"How much," my dad asked a tone I had never heard in his voice. "Hmm, you try and guess, and I will say higher and lower, it makes it more fun," James said, pleased with himself. He disgusted me. "And what if I don't guess right?" my dad asked. "Then we play this game every day until you do guess right," James said. Bastard.

"Okay, just don't hurt her. One million," my dad said before James burst out into laughter. "Higher, much higher, but I am afraid you can only guess once per day, so say good bye," James said before I was dragged out of the room. "I love you Bells," I heard my dad call after me.

Everyday until he guessed right...

I'm hoping that will be sooner than later.

*gasps* people these days, and what they'll do for money. Heartbreaking isn't it?

Okay my fantastic readers! That's the 2nd chapter!

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