The Guy's Problems

A/N: OH GOD! I know I'm horrible, I had the worst writer's block and this chapter isn't as long as the others, I'm sorry. This one was believe it or not inspired by Love Story.

DISCLAIMER!! you all know I'm not Stephenie Meyer if I was BD would have been a lot different.

By the way incase I'm reading any of your stories, which I probaly am my review button is sometimes not working.

Once again I'm SO SO SO sorry for the delay. Also, if anyone has any suggestions on where to take the story after this, or if it should only have like an epilogue please tell me. After this story I'm writing what I wanted/thought would happen in BD. No spoilers. :) Then maybe an imprint story for either Kim and Jared, Quil and Claire or (BD SPOILER, well a little one) Paul and Rachel. So, yeps! Sorry it's so long, and at the end, I will put the names of all who reviewed! Without further ado or delay...

BPOV:

Where was Edward, all the boys had left, the one door is the one they left through. I didn't dare try to escape. They'd catch me Kyle and Mike were strong, not like Edward but too strong for me. They'd all sloppily kissed me at least 10 times, I'd fought each time. Once Mike made-out with me so I couldn't breathe and I fainted, they seemed to enjoy doing that whether it was the kissing or seeing me faint and be helpless, I had no clue.

"Edward," I sobbed.

Suddenly Kyle appeared with the most lustful glint in his eyes and the most crooked smile I'd ever had the displeasure of seeing.



"Hey babe," he said, tilting his head back.

"Get away from me," I managed, I hadn't slept in days because I was too afraid of what they might do. Who knows how perverted these guys are? Besides from Edward, of course.

"No, I don't think I will, in fact I think I might just get closer to you," with that he scooped me into his arms and started violently making out with me. He laid me on a bed and crawled on top of me.

No. I wouldn't let this happen. I don't care what was on his mind I wouldn't let this happen. I punched him, hearing a cracking sound as presumably his jaw broke. I ran for the door only to be caught by none other then Newton and Crowly.

"Where do you think you're going?" Mike asked manically.

"If you thought it was bad before, it'll be worse now." Tyler informed me. What could be worse? I got my answer.

Tyler's fist slammed into me; I let them think it was unbearable. Mike got the next punch, followed by Kyle. I was getting beaten up. Bruises covered my body. It was painful but I didn't fell like I was betraying Edward with those blows, the kisses were worse, bruises faded the guilt that overwhelmed me didn't.

EPOV:

Bella, my sweet beautiful angel was in what amounted to hell. As was I, I had to endure watching her play in Alice's visions, having silence to let my imagination run wild. Everyone's thoughts were worried about her. Emmet was thinking 'Bella, where is she? I swear I'll kill those bastards. Edward, I know your listening leave at least one of those morons for me.' He'd always thought of Bella as a sister. Jasper surprised me 'Edward, I know we'll find her we're vampires! You better not go to Italy and give up before it's all over. I know you don't know this but before Bella you were depressed. Now, I just love being in the same room with you two. You have no idea how much she loves you and how hard she'll try before 

she'll give up just for you. Edward combine all those things and there's no way we can't win. Be rational.'

Funny, I'd never really thought about the affect our relationship had on Jasper. I figure that Jasper feels our love, how much we love each other and our devotion to each other. I suppose it has it's affects on him more than anyone in my family. Alice's mind is frantic, scared for her best friend. I could tell Jasper was trying his best but he was worried too, for me, Bella and Alice.

We came to where the tracks stopped. It was some old, run-down factory long un-used and why it still remained was a mystery. This was a smart place to hide Bella; we had traveled for miles to get here. I ran at an inhuman speed through the door following the days-old trail of her scent, beautiful smell and even though it used to make me want her blood the monster only wanted Bella to be safe and happy. That was impossible with me though. How could she be happy? Never having children? Staying 18 forever? But she wanted it and I would give her whatever she wanted.

I ran into the basement. It was dark but not too cold or damp. Better. A tad bit better, though she'd rather be able to read. I rush down the stairs.

BPOV:

They had just finished the abuse. I sat wherever I was for the longest time. Light shine in my eyes, I think. I was more there in third person rather than in my body. My now bruised, beaten body. Tears ran freely down my cheeks; warming my face. I felt fragile; I knew I looked that way too.

"Oh, Edward," I sobbed uncontrollably, "Edward, please come."

Suddenly the door opened, I thought I had said that quietly enough. What did it matter anymore? What had happened did Edward already move on to Tanya? Was he going on with his life? I knew they were the only ones with any chance of finding me. Then again Jacob might be able to. He would have to considering his father and my father are best friends.

"Go away," I managed to get out.



Whoever this was surprised me y quickly coming towards me. Instead of making some snide comment about whatever perverted thing they were thinking at the moment. When he lifted me into his chest I knew Edward never gave up and never moved on. He was worried sick and I was wrong to doubt him.

For this chest was cold