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Chapter 2

Bella woke up, disoriented, with a dull pain in her neck. For a minute she was dazed before the memories of what happened yesterday came flooding back into her mind. She immediately sat up and looked around.

She was in a king sized bed in a very large, beautiful room. Her kidnapper must be rich.

The sheets and blanket on the bed were made of very fine and expensive silk that Bella knew you could only get in Europe. So were the curtains. There was a plasma screen television on the wall next to the bed and even the carpet seemed to be too expensive to walk on.

The reality of the situation suddenly hit Bella. She quickly got out of the bed, her heart rate increasing rapidly.

She noticed that she was dressed a matching pink pyjama set which was different than the jeans and top she was dressed in last night. Bella shuddered at what that might mean. But she decided not to dwell on it too much right now as she made her way to the too-big closet to see if there were any sneakers she could put on. There was so Bella rushed to put them on in case somebody came into the room.

She then went over to the door and tried to open it but it was locked and Bella's 110-pound body could not get it to budge. Bella let out a frustrated yell but stopped when she spotted a window.

She ran to it and climbed up onto the bedside table to reach it. She pulled it up with all her might but it would not open. On close expection it looked as though it was soldered shut.

Seeing as her exits were both locked, Bella decided to look around the room for any weapons she could use if the need arose. She looked everywhere. Under the bed, in the wardrobe, in the closet, in the drawers, everywhere.

But everything that could be considered as a weapon seemed to have been removed beforehand. This along with the fact that both the closet and wardrobe seemed to be full of clothes and shoes that were her size disturbed Bella greatly.

Footsteps could be heard just outside the room so Bella jumped into the bed like lightening.

The lock clicked and a man with reddish-brown hair and the most gorgeous green eyes walked in. But Bella was not a superficial type of person so, despite his appearance, she decided that her best bet to survive was to ignore him so as to not say something to anger him.

"Hello love. It's nice to see you awake. I was starting to worry," he said, frowning.

When Bella didn't reply, he continued.

" Well I'm sure your very curious about why you are here so let me explain it to you. My name is Edward and put quite simply I brought you here to be my wife. I've been watching you for a year now and I love you more than life itself and just want you to share that love with me. You'll have anything your heart desires in this life. I'll never hurt you. The only thing I ask from you is to not try to escape and to forget your old life. It has no place in your future."

Bella was listening with growing anger and at that last statement she exploded.

"HOW DARE YOU! Who do you think you are?! You must be crazy if you actually think that I will ever love you or become your wife! And what gives YOU the right to tell me what is in my future and what's not?! You obviously need some serious therapy you freaky stalker!"

Bella was in such a rage that she didn't even think about it when she marched right up to her kidnapper, got in his face and then slapped him full force across the face.

He stood there dazed and shocked for a moment. But a moment was all Bella needed as she bolted out of the now unlocked door.

A/n: Hope you liked it! I tried to make it longer this time! Please Review. Xoxo Mrs. Twilight