Bella's Point of view

My mind raced as I looked into Paul's eyes. I could see the murderous intent that burned through my very soul. The car ride back home was dangerously quiet. I watched Paul through the corner of my eye, watching his hands tense and relax in a constant rhythm. I thought of everything, but what was to come when we reached the house. Twenty minutes had passed before we had reached the house.

"Get out the damn car," Paul yelled, scaring me even more.

I hurriedly gathered my things and ran into the house. I ran up the stairs to the sanctuary of "our" room. I looked around frantically trying to find something to stall Paul.

"Where the fuck are you Bella? I don't have fucking time for your damn games! Now come the fuck out!"

I got a hammer he keeps under the bed and grabbed the phone Jake gave to me. It only had two numbers programed into it. I called my California safety number. My friend Jessica, who stayed three houses down. I dialed her number while I listened to Paul's ranting and angry footsteps. I heard the click and her voice as she started to say hello.

"Jess! Help Me! Please! I'm pregnant, and Paul is furious!"

"Bella Calm down. Where are you?"

"MASTER BATH-"

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING TO BELLA?''

"Bella get down stairs. Hurry lose him in the house and get down stairs and out the front door stay on the phone."

I said okay and gripped the hammer harder. I ran out f the bathroom and straight into Paul's chest. I screamed and dropped the hammer in my right hand as I stared into his black steeled eyes. I could hear Jess yelling for me to run, but I was to scared to answer. I saw Paul reel his hand back, but I didn't move because of fear. I dropped the phone and curled my hands around my stomach, trying to protect my baby. I felt his hand connect with my jaw. I let out a bone curdling scream as I fell to the floor, holding back tears.I tried to roll around and get an opening, but it only made him angrier. I could feel his fits connecting with my body over and over again, but he made it critical not to touch my stomach. I heard a crack and let out a soft scream as the air was knocked from my lungs. I panted as his fist continued to hit me. I could feel my face start to swell and the blood flowing from cuts all over my body. I tried to look up, but it only brought spots to my vision. I could feel myself slipping from the land of the land of the living.

"You're not going to pass out on me," Paul said to calm for comfort.

I tried to watch him as he undid his jeans and started taking off my clothes. I started to struggle, but that just pissed him off. He slapped me and growled when I still began to struggle.

"Bella if you don't fucking stop, I will do everything in my fucking power to make you lose this goddamn baby,"He said calmly as he mounted me and began to rape me.

I tried to escape into my "zone," but he would hit me every time I wouldn't make a sound, which is every few seconds. I could feel the hot tears slide down my cheeks as he grunted and took me as he pleased. I was his puppet, but I wouldn't let my baby stay that way. I heard him grunt one last time as he came. I knew what he would do next, so I just had to wait. He got off me, pulling up his pants and leaving me there on the floor. I heard the door slam as he left out of the room. Then I heard the front door close. I knew this was my only chance. I got off the floor and went into the bathroom. I drew myself a bath as I thought out my plan. After my bath, I looked at all the bruises and swelling around my body. I looked down at my stomach and let a single tear slide down my cheek. I wiped it away as I headed into our bedroom. I pulled out an MGK t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. I put on my clothes and packed a weeks worth in a bag I had . I picked up my phone and got my i.d. I looked around the house and grabbed anything that held value to me. It had been an hour after Paul left when I finally got everything I needed. I walked out the front door not bothering to lock it. I walked to Jessica's and knocked on the door. I didn't even have to knock twice before Jess opened the door in a full panic. Looking at Jess's face, I broke down in her arms as she ushered me into the house.

"I can't stay this close," I said in between sobs, "I have to leave. He's gonna be looking for me. I can't go home because he'll lie to my dad. I don't know what to do Jess. I have to run for my baby."

"Bella, I have to move to Los Angeles. It's gonna be big enough and far enough that Paul won't be able to find you for a while. You and the baby can stay with me, and I could help you."

"Y-You would do that for me?"

She held out her middle finger and wiggled it. I smiled the first time in years.

"I promised to help you when we first meet, and I keep my promises."

I hugged Jess as she smiled.

"When are you moving?"

"Wenesday. I moved most of my clothes and things, so I could head up early to get everything set up. We can leave as early as tomorrow morning."

"Okay," I said nervously.

"We should go to bed. It's half past eleven," Jess said, getting up and taking me to my room.

I crawled into the bed, worrying about Paul finding me. My dreams were filled with nightmares. I woke at 7 the next morning in a cold sweat and Jess shaking me slightly. My hands instinctively went to my stomach, and I started to panic.

"Bella. Calm down. He can't get you; he won't be able to," Jess said as she stroked my hair calmly.

I calmed down enough to make Jess stop petting me and tell me to get dressed. I put back on my black jean, but I put on a grey long sleeve shirt, a red plain shirt and my red chucks. I walked to the kitchen to get a quick bite, but I stopped in my tracks when I heard a knock on the door. I ran and hid behind the counter as I heard Jess open the door.

"Where the fuck is Bella, Jessica?" Paul asked with a slur.

"She's probably home. I haven't seen her in days," Jess lied.

"I fucking know she's here."

"Go home Paul. You're drunk."

I heard shouting as the door slammed. I stayed hidden behind the counter until Jess came in and saw me.

"Bella you can get up now he's gone. We'll leave when we finish breakfast."

I gave her a curt nod still in defensive mode. I ate lightly and looked at Jess, becoming antsy to get out of here before Paul showed back up. Jess gave up eating when she saw I wouldn't stop staring at her then the door. She grabbed her keys and a two large duffel bags. I went to my room and grabbed my bag and ran back. We walked out to her '14 Dodge Durango. We quickly threw our bags into the back of the truck and got in the front. Jes started the car and we pulled out of her drive way. WE set out on the high driving towards LA.

Emmet's Point of View

I was holding Maycn when I heard dad call me. I walked in looking at my brothers and father as I let Maycn play with my hand.

"What's up pops?" I asked cautious on what he had to say.

"We got a lead on Rose," He replied, letting out a long sigh.

I sat up straighter and looked directly at him.

"Keep going," I said interested now.

"She was seen in San Diego. Near the outskirts. She is suppose to have started up again out there. She's changed her name to Emillia Rose Hale."

"Does anyone know why she left?"

"There is still no lead on that, but we will get back to you," He said.

I let out a sigh and looked down at the tiny bundle in my arms. I made a silent vow to never leave her and to protect her from the evil I do. I had to figure out Rose's agenda before I could really get down to business.


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