All the characters belong to Stephenie Meyers. Sorry I forgot it in the last chap. My baddness. Enjoy everyone!

JPOV

I couldn't stand it anymore, I needed her. I drank my shot of whiskey before putting it back on the desk. I knew that my Isabella didn't want to be here. Hell, I didn't even know if she really wanted me. How could she? It didn't matter if she wanted me or not. I wanted her, I bought her and now I'm going to make her mine.

Trying my best to walk, I made my way down the stairs to the floor that Bella's room was on. I soon remembered what room I had assigned her and started making my way down the hall. Turning the handle slowly, I looked into a dark room. She must have gone to sleep early. I couldn't blame her but she didn't wait up for me and that made me a little mad. All my pets waited until I went to sleep. I guess I would have to make her understand that as well.

As soon as the door shut behind me, I staggered over to her bed and sat down. She was so beautiful. Her skin was so pale with the moonlight lighting up her room. She was semi-covered with a long white robe that I always allowed my pets to have. Laying there so still curled up against the pillow, I had to touch her. Feel how soft she really was.

Starting at her left foot, I traced my fingers up her calf to her thigh. I could feel her start to wake up with her shifting so slightly that I wouldn't have been able to tell if I wasn't paying attention. My fingers found their way inside her robe and started to climb up her stomach to right under her breasts.

"Isabella," I whispered, "I want you."

She rolled over so she was lying fully on her back and looked up at me. I was hoping to find longing or something like that in them, but the only things I could see in her eyes were disappointment and fear. I wasn't the one that she was dreaming of. Who could it have been? Maybe it was Cullen. He was so fond of this piece of meat and I could tell that she was feeling something towards him too. That just made me even madder.

Slowly, very slowly I started to move her robe off of her body to find that she was wearing a midnight blue matching set. One thing I could say about her was that she looked so good in that color. Pushing the robe off her shoulders, she seemed to understand what I wanted her to do and she started to freak.

"Please," she begged in between tears and thrashing, "please, don't do this."

I loved it when my pets would beg even if it was for me to stop. "Oh Isabella, you are mine and I am going to prove that to you."

I started moving my hands up along her sides to her breasts when she started kicking me and trying to punch me. Instincts took over and before I knew it, my hand found its way to her face. She threw her head to the side and then back to look at me only to spit in my face. That was the last thing that she ever wanted to do to me.

I must have been in shock over the whole spitting thing because the next thing I knew her knee found its way to my boys. Now, I've been kicked there many times especially in situations like this but man, she had some force behind her. I fell to the ground curling up in a fetal position trying to catch my breath.

That little bitch took the opportunity to escape and ran off. If she wanted a fucking chase a chase was what she was going to get.

BPOV

He was down. I put him down. For some reason my legs didn't seem like they could move but finally I jumped off the bed and started running out of the bedroom and into the hall. Granted I was only wearing my underwear and bra but I didn't even think about covering myself. The one and only thing that I could think about was getting away, far away for that monster.

I made it down the stairs in one piece thank God, and finally came to a stop at the front door. There had to be a dozen locks or so on this fucking thing! When I finally unlocked the last one, I pulled the door open with as much force as I could. The door ended up slamming against the wall behind it. Soon the whole house would be awake but I really didn't care.

I took off running downing the driveway praying my feet keep me up. The driveway was so long and rocky. My feet felt like needles were constantly stabbing my heels. When I got to the iron gate I tried to find a foothold but the bars were too slick with the night's cold.

I could hear the crunching of gravel as the footstep came closer to me. There was nothing I could do! I didn't know the code for the gate to open. I couldn't fit myself through the bars. There was no way in hell I was going to be able to climb this fucker.

I started running down the fence hoping and praying that there was a hole or at least a weak bar that would break easy for me to escape. The faster I ran the more tears fell down my face. Something hard grabbed my ankle and yanked it out from under. Needless to say, I crashed down on the hard ground. Even though it was covered by grass, it was the hardest thing I've felt in a long time.

Suddenly a hard force came in contact with my side as Jacob tackled me taking my breath away. I was gasping for air as his rough hands grabbed my hair and starting pulling back towards the house.

"You fucking bitch!" Jacob pulled my hair harder making me fall to the ground "You honestly think that you could run away from me?! I'm the one who's taking care of you – making sure that you have a roof over your head and food in your fucking stomach." he started dragging up the driveway with the rough gravel.

My back scrapped up the front steps and as he dragged me into the foyer, he threw me across the room before slamming the door shut. When I finally stopped sliding across the slick hardwood floor, I curled up on my side holding my knees to my chest sobbing silently praying this was all a bad dream. I felt the eyes of all the other girls on me as Jacob stomped over to me.

"All of you get your asses in bed or you'll be getting the same punishment as she does. Understand?!" He yelled upstairs as he grabbed my forearms bringing me to my feet.

He grabbed my left wrists squeezing hard and pulled me past the kitchen and living room and then he led down a flight of stairs. I couldn't see where we were going but I had a strange feeling that I wasn't going to be enjoying anything that happened down there. The floor was nothing but concrete with both small and large tables scattered around the room. There were chains and shackles drilled into the walls. He pulled me over to the wall taking my hands one by one and shackling them.

He sighed looking over my body, "I had really hoped you were going to be one of the easier ones to break. But you just proved to me, dear Isabella, you won't be."

He grabbed my bottom jaw roughly and forced his lips on mine. Thank God he didn't chain my legs and I started kicking anything that I could contact. Soon he doubled over and started punching me in the stomach. As soon as he was finishing punching my stomach in and I got my breath back, I used all the force I could and spit at him.

"Fuck you! You will never break me!"

"That's perfectly fine with me bitch!!" he yelled as his monster fist came in contact with my jaw.

With one last look at me Jacob started walking across the room and up the flight of stairs. The room suddenly went black and I heard the click of the door shutting.

I was alone - again.


A/N - Sorry it took so long posting this chapter. Having one of my moments and hopefully it's going to be gone soon and the world can start moving again.
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