Bella was alone. She knew it, sensed it to be exact. Not knowing the time or how long she was left on the couch, Bella took a guess and figured she had been alone for at least six days. Her food and water was running low and she knew she was supplied enough to last one week. This was certainly the longest time she had been left alone, but she didn't try to escape. Not after what happened the last time. But this time was different. Last time the door was left open. Taking a chance, she ran. She knew she wouldn't get far. Not like the first time, but she tried anyway. Her punishment was brutal. Painful and unrelentless. But this was different. She knew it was different because of what happened six days ago.
Six days ago...
Bella lay on the hard floor panting. She was a bloody mess, and she could feel her blood pool on the floor around her. Her throat was sore from screaming so loud. She swears she could be heard miles away. She knew her wrist was sprained and she probably had a huge cut on her back. What's one more anyway?
Feeling movement around her, Bella lifted her head to face whoever was next to her. Her captor bent down next to her so his face was level with hers. He grabbed her by the cheeks and forced her to look at him. She could feel the bruises forming under his ice cold fingers. Trying not to show fear, Bella looked into his red eyes. Her captor grinned at her display of bravery.
"Oh Bella dear. You can't stare me down and invoke some fear into me. The last time I checked, you were the one screaming on the floor while I jacked off to your pain. I must congratulate James. That was an award-winning performance. I've never blown my load so hard. Fuck, I'm getting hard just thinking about it."
He then let go of her face and sat rubbing his crotch. "After hearing the noises coming out of that mouth, I'm curious as to what else it could do." He leered and rubbed harder.
Bella cringed and closed her eyes. She knew what he was talking and was powerless to stop it. As she braced herself, her captor grabbed her face again.
"Well unfortunately, I don't have time to find out." Bella let out a breath. "Our time together has come to an end now Bell. Now I'm stuck with the decision to kill you or let you go and leave you to the animals."
He then let her go and got up. Bella could hear him shuffling around the room and another pair of footsteps. She didn't have to see him to know James was the one picking her up. He smelt distinctly of vodka and cigars.
"James, leave her in the front room. Then get her some food for a week. Bella dear," Bella glanced in his direction, "Twas' a pleasure knowing you. I'm sure we'll meet agian. Only I'll kill you instead of keeping you. Ciao darling."
He then disappeared from her presence.
James carried Bella over to the front room and sat her on the couch facing the door. He grabbed her hand and placed it on the food next to her. James then caressed her face and kissed her forehead. Bella never understood him. He was an enigma. There were times, like a few hours ago, where he would invoke the most painful torture and times like now where he seemed sweet and cared for her. He didn't talk much and when he did, Bella couldn't help but blush. His voice had a sweet southern accent to it and he usually sang lullabies to her.
James got up and headed towards the door. Bella followed him with her eyes as much as she could. He turned around before leaving. "I'm sorry Bella. You remind me so much of my daughter. Your family is waiting for you. Your lover as well. Check your pockets and head north."
Before Bella could blink he was gone.
That was six days ago. Bella decided to take the chance and got up. She knew where she was going as she stepped out of the cabin. Following James' advice, she headed north through the woods. Surprisingly, Bella didn't trip over the branches. She knew that was due to the fact she spent fifteen years trapped by vampires. Bella walked for four more hours before she could hear the sounds of human life. Usually one would give or change direction three hours ago, but she had an inexplicable trust in James.
Cars drove by and an occasional horn-blasting could be heard, so Bella knew she was near a road. She continued walking when she heard a creek flowing to the left of her. Hearing the creek, Bella smiled and quickened her pace. Stepping onto the road, Bella followed the smell of gasoline and turned right. Fifteen minutes later, she arrived at a familiar gas station. Bella opened the door to the small store and the bell above the door announced her presence. As she approached the counter, a short middle-aged man with gray hair came out from the garage.
"I don't think I've seen you around here before. My name's Billy. Are you new to town or just passing through?" he asked.
Bella raised her eyebrows in surprise. She knew exactly who Billy was and didn't think he'd still be here. Fifteen years ago, Billy was seventeen and had dreams of going to art school. Working at the gas station was a good way to gain money for college. Obviously that didn't work out.
"Actually Billy, I'm still deciding. I will be in town for a few days. At most two weeks."
"Oh well, Forks is a great town, and we don't get many newbies around here. So let me be the first to formally welcome you to Forks." He said with a charming smile.
Bella recognized his flirting and smirked. 'Still hitting on the ladies'
"Thank you Billy. But I find myself with a problem."
"Well maybe I can help. What is it?"
Bella grinned at his eagerness. "I need to buy a gallon of gas but I left my wallet at the house. Would it be possible to take a gallon and I'll come back with the money." Bella added a pout for effect.
Billy looked at her cautiously for a moment before breaking into a smile. "I'll tell you what. I'll give you a gallon if you accompany me to dinner tomorrow. What do you say?" he asked eagerly.
If Bella had never known him she would have thought he was a prick, but she knew it was all in good fun. "I'm going to have to decline. I'm engaged." she partially lied.
Billy's face quickly turned red from embarrassment. "Oh, I am so sorry. He is obviously a lucky guy."
Bella giggled. "I would think so. So about that gas..."
"Oh yeah. Um...on behalf of the town of Forks, and myself, I'd like to present to you a free gallon of gas."
Bella giggled at his cuteness. "Thank you Billy. I'll see you later!"
Bella grabbed the carton and opened the door. Before she could step out, Billy called towards her.
"Wait! I never got your name!"
Without turning around she said "Isabella. My name is Isabella." and left.
Bella walked the quiet familiar streets to a destination she used to inhabit. It was late at night so everyone was already in their homes safely asleep. As Bella climbed the steps into her old home, she could smell the fifteen year old dried blood. Although it hadn't been used in fifteen years, the door opened without any resistance or sound. Bella walked into her old home and closed the door. She stood in front of the door and closed her eyes. She inhaled and was quickly assaulted with the stench of blood and dust. But she concentrated and soon began to smell the familiar smell of her home. The stench of stale beer was strong from the living room and she knew Charlie's beer was still in its place on the table in front of the couch. From the kitchen, she could smell gun powder and gun cleaner. She knew his gun cleaning tools were still on the kitchen table. Bella's heart clenched as she thought about her father. Flashes of the last time she saw him ran rampant through her mind.
Charlie was on the floor bleeding to death from his wounds. His tormentor just laughed. He screamed towards Bella, she too was covered in blood. "Run! Bella Run!" Tears streamed down her face as she ran out of the house.
Bella shook her head and wiped her tears. She then turned ad headed upstairs to her room. Dropping the gallon of gas next to her door, Bella crawled on the dusty floor towards her bed. Feeling around she found a space between the boards and lifted up the floorboard. She then pulled out the metal box hidden in the floor. Placing the box on her bed, she went to the window and pried it open to let in some cool air. While taking off her clothes, Bella approached her bed in her underwear and opened the box. Pulling out the ace bandage, she wrapped her wrist. Although she could barely feel the pain of her wounds anymore due to fifteen years of torture, that didn't mean she couldn't feel any.
After wrapping her wrist, Bella pulled out black stonewash jeans and pulled them on. She then pulled out a black tank and men's shirt. Placing on the tank top, she pulled the button up on over it and buttoned all the buttons but the top two. Bella then put on the black timberland boots found at the bottom of the box. She then walked over to the dresser and opened the middle drawer. Pushing the clothes aside, Bella lifted the secret bottom up and pulled out the small jewelry box hidden inside. She smiled as she recognized the familiar scent of warm vanilla and roses. Bella opened the box and pulled out the necklace and placed it on. The necklace rested right above the space between her breasts. It was a glass rose with a real diamond shaped as the stem. She placed the box back on the dresser, picked up the gasoline and turned towards the door. Just as she was about to close the door to her room, a breeze blew through the open window and caused her to stop. Bella was quickly assaulted by three familiar and soothing scents that brought a smile to her face. She smelled the same warm vanilla and roses along with wildflowers and honey, as well as a musky smell of wood carvings and pine.
Knowing what this meant, Bella quickly turned and headed down the stairs towards the kitchen. She opened a door that once belonged to another room in the house, but was created into a small garage fifteen years ago by her and Charlie. Walking to the sole vehicle in the middle of the garage, Bella put the gasoline down and removed the tarp revealing a black motorcycle. She quickly filled the tank with the gasoline and walked over to a small table in the corner of the garage. Opening the toolbox on the table, Bella sifted through the tools until she found the key she was looking for. She then pulled out a black helmet out of the cardboard box that sat on top of the table. Inside the table drawer she also pulled out a black leather jacket which also smelled of roses and vanilla. Bella put on the jacket and lifted the garage door open. After smelling who was in her backyard earlier, Bella had a change of plans as she climbed on top of her motorcycle. Praying that the engine still worked, she placed the key into the ignition and turned it. Bella grinned as the motorcycle started and she revved the engine. Flipping the helmet visor down, and kicking up the bike stand, she raced out of the garage.
"See you later Charlie. It's time for revenge."
Alice looked up from the magazine she was reading as a vision took over her sight. Hearing her small gasp, everyone in the Cullen house stopped what they were doing and listened. When her vision passed, Alice got up quickly and raced to the front door and opened it.
"Alice..." Jasper started to question as he came up next to her.
Answering his and everyone else's question, Alice stated "Someone's coming. Everyone come here. You too Edward."
As the six other individuals gathered at the door, albeit one moved slowly, the clear unmistakable sound of an engine could be heard two miles away by the vampires when it turned on the path towards the house. Rosalie frowned as she recognized the sound of the motorcycle engine because she hadn't heard that particular one in fifteen years.
Two minutes later, the motorcycle came out of the woods and to a stop in front of the Cullens. Hearing a faint heartbeat, the vampires knew this was a human. The figure stepped of the bike with their back to them. After pulling off her helmet and waving her hair, Esme, Emmett and Rosalie gasped in surprise.
Esme would recognize her unique scent anywhere. There was only was person she knew who smelled of wildflowers and strawberries. Venom tears quickly pooled in her eyes. Rosalie also had tears, as she not only recognized the motorcycle, but she also recognized the necklace that hung from the girl's neck when she bent down. Rosalie was wearing the same necklace. Emmett knew that hair and hair color anywhere, as he would spend hours braiding and styling it just like he used to do with his twin sisters. He began to tremble in shock. As she turned around, the other four Cullens gasped as well while Esme, Rosalie and Emmett whispered in awe,
"Bella."
Bella just smirked.
WOW! So it's been a while. Life totally happened to me. Got accepted into the college I wanted, UE, and I've been here for a month now. How time flies. Prom, graduation, three jobs, busy, busy, busy. I didn't abandon this story, I just didn't have time to continue.
But fall breaks coming next week, and I'll definitely have a new chapter depending on you. Yes you! I feel like I'm talking to air. I never understood why authors bugged us readers to review, now I know why. I feel as if no one is out there. Please, I don't care what you have to say right now, just let know what you think. Depending on the amount of reviews I get, will determine whether or not I continue. If it comes down to me not continuing, I'm not putting this up for adoption. I will delete the story. So PLEASE REVIEW!
