So sorry guys school is kicking my ass right now and I broke my power cord to my laptop…. welp here you are my dears. The next chapter of Slavery At Its Finest.

It was like I was dreaming. Not a dream more like a nightmare. This morning I woke up on a soft cushy surface, only for my eyes to fly open to take in my surroundings. As I looked around I noticed how nice everything was. The chocolate colored carpet encasing the perimeter of the lavish queen sized bed I found myself on. The silky lavender sheets sliding under my fingers and arms as I sat myself upright. A door to the left side of the room and another much wider one, a closet and bathroom I presumed. On the right side was the door I was shoved through.

"You're awake." I whipped my head around causing myself to fall to the floor in a dizzy heap. Looking up at the person I saw that the voice belonged to. A girl…well women really. She had bright blue eyes and long blond hair that fell in waves to her waist. "Umm, are you all right?" she questioned, trying not to laugh. I stared at her, taking in her features, and trying NOT to look like a creeper.

She was stunning and looked to be about 19 or 20. "Look I know my ass of a brother bought you but you should really try not to fight him. The harder you fight him the harder it will be for you to adjust and be happy here, okay? I'm Rosalie by the way but you can call be Rose." She said as she walked over to where I still was on the floor. Holding out her hand for me to take she gave me a small smile. Taking a deep breath I unsteadily put my hand in hers and she gently pulled me to my feet.

"Thanks." I whispered casting my eyes downward. "Come on, let's go get you dressed. My brother can be very impatient." She giggled out. Moving to the left side of the room she looked back to see if I was following her. I was my steps quiet and unsure. She opened the closet door and grabbed my hand, pulling me in to the biggest walk-in closet I've ever seen. And mine at home was pretty big.

As we walked around I noticed that some of the clothes hanging seemed familiar and others still had the tags on them. Not paying attention I rammed into rose as she stopped in front of me, my eyes shooting up to her face my mouth opening to apologize. She smiled a little, and raised her hand to stop me from speaking. "It's alright." I nodded but she didn't see me she was already picking out an outfit for me to wear. I somewhat felt like I was back at home with my best friend Alice having another of our many 'Bella-Barbie' sessions.

Rose shoved clothes in my arms mumbling something about shoes and jewelry. I watched her buzz around the space face thoughtful, like she was really focused on what she was doing. It made me smile a little. Thinking 'if I can't have the real Alice she will do just fine'. "Isabella! What's wrong?" I looked up at her confused. She walked over to me and touched her fingertips to my cheek my face. When she pulled away I could see why she was alarmed. Tears, I was crying again. It seemed like an uncontrolled action now.

She heaved a sigh and looked in to my eyes. "Look I know this isn't easy for you but this is for the best and if you ever need to talk about what happened, you can always come to me. I won't judge," she drew a 'X' over her heart. "I promise." Wait what was, she talking about. "What do you mean! Talk about it? I was fucking kidnaped!" my voice raising and sounding almost hysterical. Rose opened her mouth to speak but thought better of it.

Turning her back to me she walked out the closet door. I chased after her in just enough time to see her whip out a HTC cell phone and walk out in to the hallway the bedroom door clicked behind her and the lock clicked. It was officially the second time I've been locked in this room, and let me tell you it was not a good feeling. Sighing I looked at the clothes she had tossed at me. I pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a dark purple peasant top with black knit lace around the V-neck collar. As soon as I had finished slipping my jeans on the bedroom door opened. Bet you can guess who sauntered, that's right my blue-eyed-blond-haired captor.