I really like how this story is turning out. I want to focus my attention more on this and less on my other story "Sometimes, Dead is Better" I might just kill that one... Not sure yet. Thank you SO much for everyone's support. I finally figured this out, and I know how to see number of hits and visitors and everything...

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Last Chapter: I let in a shaky breath, and, ignoring the pain in my stomach and ankle, began to drag myself by my arms. All I needed was cover. So, if Mike did come for me, I wouldn't be so obvious.

The rustling of branches made me freeze in surprise

I hid, hugging my knees. Not moving, not breathing.

"Bella," his taunting voice rang.

"I know you're hear somewhere. Come out so we can finish what we started." Silent tears poured down my face, and I prayed to God that he wouldn't find me.

He came closer, all I could see was his old, gray shoes. Only inches from mine. I let out a barely audible squeak.

He turned towards my hiding place and reached his hand through the underbrush. I tried to squirm out of his reach, but he grabbed me. Nails biting into my shoulder, I was painfully tugged out of my shelter.

"Now Isabella," He said, using my full name, "that was very naughty." He said, his face inches from mine. He reached back and pulled something from his back pocket. It was a black piece of fabric, and metal handcuffs. I was shaking from head to toe, the flood of tears not stopping. He pulled me around and tied the blindfold around my head. Then he handcuffed my arms behind my back "There, now you're not going to try and run away again."

(A/N: Warning: Vulgar language and inappropiatefullness)

Limping heavily, and trying to put as little pressure as I could on my left foot, which was very difficult the quick pace that he was pulling me along. He dragged me back to, where I assumed, the clearing. My legs gave out from the pain, and I fell to my knees. I knew he had gotten down with my because I could feel his finger tracing the hem of my tank top. "Let's get this off so I can see how beautiful you really are." He quickly tore the article of clothing off my body and threw it away. His cold hand reached down into my bra, grasping my breast and squeezing it forcefully. "Your body is so beautiful, and now that Edward is gone, it's all mine."

This couldn't be happening. I must be dreaming. He wouldn't act like this. He wouldn't do something like this. Even as I thought it, I knew that I was just lying to myself. "Mike," I whispered, frightened, "You don't want to do this. Don't do anything that you'll regret."

He leaned in closer, to where I could smell his musky cologne, whispering in my ear, "I won't regret this. I'm going to fuck you sensless, and you are going to love it."

I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He reached around and unhooked my bra clasp. I clenched my arms together, in a vain attempt to keep it on my body, showing my one last act of dignity. He easily pulled my arms apart and away from my body, so my bra hung akwardly around my abdomen, my chained arms keeping it from coming all the way off. Annoyed, he tore it too. Now, I stood, wearing only panties. The blindfold sheilded my eyes, but I could feel his stares.

He mouth came up to my left breasts and he began licking and sucking my nipple, making me shudder, not from the cold or excitment, but from pure hatred and fear. He brought his other hand up to my right breast and started squeezing and pinching, while his mouth was still working on me. He moved so his tounge was going up and down along my body, finally stopping at my waist. He quietly ordered "Lay down." So I got to my knees, and akwardly tried to lay myself on the ground, without the use of my hands.

"Silly, Isabella, on your back. I want to be able to see you." I painfully rolled over, the handcuffs cutting into me.

I heard a zipper moving and then clothes ruffling. He sighed, "Bella, look what you do to me... Oh yeah, that blindfold must be uncomfortable for you." The light burned my eyes, so I quickly shut them and turned my head.

"Open your eyes!" He shouted and kicked my in the side. Ignoring his naked appearance, and glared at him with all the hate I could muster. "Do it. Just do it and get it over with." I spat.

He smiled hungrily, "Now why would I ever do that? I want to make this expierience... unforgettable." he continued "Isabella, you are going to please me, and then I am going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

He sat on my chest, putting tramendous amounts of pressure on my breasts, his manhood in my face. "Give me a blowjob Bella. And make it good."

Still attempting an escape, I seductivelly - or atleast as seductivelly as I could manage without disgust in my voice - said, "Woudn't it be more exciting for me to give you a handjob, and then lead up to a blowjob, then we can fuck all night." I fluttered my eyelashes innocently.

His eyes widened, and he stuttered "Uh... yeah. That sounds like a good idea" so he got up, standing over me, rolled me over and unlocked the handcuffs. Flipping back over, I rubbed my wrists, trying to get feeling back into my hands.

"Now help me up," I said lightly, holding my arms out for him.

He shook his head, "No. No way. You'll just run away again."

"Seriously Mike? How would I do that," I asked pointing to my ankle which had turned a dark purple color and was making me sick just looking at it, "Anyway, that was before I had seen this," I said trailing my finger up and down his hard member.

He shuddered from pleasure, and quickly rushed to grab my hand and pull me up, maybe a little too forcefully.


Hey! I know this one is... a lot more... I don't know what to call it!

But, even though I have like barely anyone reading, I want to have a contest. Whoever can write the best short story wiht this line in it: " " Bella (you can change it to I, if you want in her POV) whispered, her voice filled with the shame of the crime she had commited.

One to two hundred words. Whoever's I like the most by the time I post the next chapter will get their story put on the chapter and have a paragraph of their work in the next chapter!

What do you think is going to happen? Will Bella actually give Mike a blowjob? Will Edward come to save the day? Will Charlie realize that his little girl's gone missing?

Review! My next chapter will most likely be up tomorrow!

Wrote the most in this chapter than any others... so far... 1336 words!