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Chapter 2

The Master I Thought I Knew

I awoke to horrid sounds. Screams and pounding filled the room next to me. I wanted to help the person who was in pain, but, I couldn't move. Literally! My whole body was covered with tightly woven bandages. I didn't know that I had hurt myself that badly! I was always clumsy. I tried to sit up only to to result with the feeling of a hundred knifes being jabbed into my back, arms and anywhere you can think of! I gave up and took a look at my surroundings.

"Where a I?" I murmured to myself. The room was filled with elegant rugs, soft velvet lounge chairs a beautifully carved oak table, (with the same design as my master's door) and the giant bed that I was laying in. It was bedroom fit for a King, or a Queen...or even a Prince! Mmmmm, the prince...wait...wasn't I supposed to hate that man??? How could a few dizzy moments change that? How could all those years of brutal work and unfair treatment be forgotten, just like that? I couldn't think anymore. One, because I didn't want to and two, a door opened behind me.

"Hello Bella," said the musical voice from that evil man. "Glad you could join us." he was so happy! Wasn't he supposed to be sulking around, mad, depressed? What is going on?

"Um, hello, your majesty, what do you mean by, 'glad you could join us?"

"Well you have been out cold for three days."

"Three days! I didn't think that I hurt myself that badly!…I am so..." he cut me off.

"Don't worry, it wasn't your fault, do you remember that long needle? It was filled with an herb mixture that helped heal your body; it just had an after effect. You had some pretty big gashes in your back. Are you hungry you woke up just in time for breakfast!"

I simply sat there and stared, mouth hanging to the ground unable to say anything as he sauntered away to get the food. When did he become so happy and caring? And what gashes in my back? I just cut myself...everywhere...right? I did nothing but ponder the same thoughts over and over again in my mind. But there was one that just wouldn't go away. "Where is the Prince I thought I knew?" Moments later the door swung open to reveal the person who was filling my thoughts about carrying a tray full of the finest foods.

"I'm back." he said in a smooth, silky voice. Oh, I just can't get over his voice. "Sorry I took so long, I didn't know what you would want to eat so I grab a little bit of everything!"

"Thanks… I guess…" I stammer out at the display of generosity and care. I tried to prop myself up, but I couldn't find the strength. Prince Edward saw my incredibly lame attempt and helped me, his hands were so cold, and but the tray of food on my lap. I stared into his hypnotic eyes, something was different about them, they seemed to be darker, a very dark shade of gold. I decided to keep my mouth shut and eat what was put in front of me...for now. I ate all most everything on the plate, and the whole time Prince Edward watched with the curiosity of a child. Every now and then he would cock his head form one side to the other like a puppy, with those puppy dog eyes and...AHHHHH!!! What was happening to me? Why did he seem so perfect and why was he always in my thoughts and… he snapped me back to reality with the weirdest question.

"What are you thinking?"

What am I thinking? WHAT AM I THINKING??? Oh yeah, by the way, I seem to be falling in love with you but I want to hate you? I made something up.

"How did you cure Jasper?"

His face became stern and harsh.

"That's something you don't need to know...we have...ways that other people don't know about."

Before I could say anything else, the door behind me opened again and the king walked in.

"Your majesty!" I tried to get out of bed and curtsy.

"There is no need for that Isabella, Edward, May I see you?

"Yes, and her name is Bella." he walked out of the room. Did he just stand up for me? That is sooo cute! Wait…no! I heard a deep growl form the next room, then a glass breaking, and then...nothing.

"Is everything alright in there?"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!! Jasper slammed through the door sending wood splinters all over the room with Edward right behind him. He looked different, well, he was drop dead gorgeous! Alice would defiantly be happy! Although, not right now because he and Edward were in a brawl on the floor. The whole room was shaking because of their strength. Edward was obviously winning, that is, until I turned my head to look for a way out. Jasper stop, and was up looking at me with the weirdest expression. Edward started to get up, but Jasper flung him into a wall. He was then jumping through the air, towards me. I thought to myself, I should be screaming, or trying to get away, but I was frozen with fear. Luckily the king threw a table at him, knocking him off course and on to the ground.

"Get her out of here!" yelled the king and Edward had me in his arms and out the door so quickly I though I was going to puke. The prince was fly through the halls at an incredibly fast speed that kept getting faster. He didn't seem to get tried though and he ran until we were out in the forest far from the castle. What had just happened? Why was Jasper trying to tear me to pieces, why were we so far from the castle and why was Edward so fast? Nothing made sense. Nothing at all. I started to scream, I tried to get away from the monster that was my master. I wanted to kill him, for he seemed to be a devil, trapped in a human body.

"Devil, demon, monster, witch!!!" I screamed at him as I chucked rocks at his faces. "Get way from me you...you...THING!"

"Bella I can explain, but later, we have to leave, now."

"No! You're just going to take me to hell! Get away from me!" Edward came up to me ad held my hands so that I couldn't reach any rocks. His hands were so cold that hey sent a shiver up my spine.

"Please Bella, just come with me and I'll explain everything." his grip was hard and he wasn't going to let go. I looked up into his golden eyes, and the will power drained from my body, I couldn't say no. He took my hand and started to lead me to who knows where.