Chapter 9
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I was running, never had I ever been able to move this fast in heels but I was scared that if I slowed, my mind would start to think, resulting in me talking myself out of what I was about to do.
I had stood for about half an hour after Edward had left me, flustered, embarrassed and ashamed in the middle of my room, staring in to space.
I was shocked to find that I still looked okay, considering I had just experienced the most intense and amazing orgasm of my life.
It was then that I had fixed my dress and brushed through my hair once more before I took off at a sprint from my room.
I was leaving. I had to.
Everyone else was otherwise occupied with the party and the house was mostly empty. This was the best chance I was going to get and I would be damned if I was going to let it pass me by.
Edward had finally made me crack. I was not going to stay here after he treated me like that.
I had to admit though, I was utterly ashamed of myself for what I had allowed him to do and get away with. Although, I had acted like a needy, desperate, easy woman and had effectively let him have his way with me. But now that I had sobered up, I had realised that it was all too much.
I had to put an end to it. I had to end this torture I was inflicting on myself.
The front door was in sight, my feet still managing to carry me effectively towards it in my heels and when I reached it I let out a breath upon finding it unlocked.
I took down the stairs of the porch, which seemed to go on forever; it was as though I was never going to reach the bottom.
I did however, and glanced around frantically as I moved forwards, towards the long driveway and was pleased to notice I was alone.
With this noted I bent down, removed my heels and took off at a much faster pace, down the long, winding road, towards the front gates. Ignoring the ache of the gravel under my feet.
There were trees everywhere, I hadn't seen the front of the house before, it was beautiful; encased by trees and shrubs, excluded yet magnificent.
I didn't have too much time to think about this however, as I was running towards my freedom. It was so close.
So close that as I got my first view of the large iron gates, my heart beat accelerated to the point that I could hear the blood pumping through my veins, echoing in my ears.
I was unable to hide the smile that took over my face as I noticed nobody was guarding my exit... My freedom. There didn't seem to be anyone around.
I finally reached the gates and slammed into them with all the force I had put in to my running. My breathing was loud and uneven as I tried to open them.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here."
I spun around, my heart stopping and came face to face with my worst nightmare.
Demetri.
He took a step forward and instinctively, I took one back; my spine coming in to contact with, cold harshness of the gates. Now having nowhere else to go.
"It's nice to see you again, Miss Swan and I must say, you look simply mouth watering."
He took another step towards me and I started to look around for a possible escape. We were practically in the middle of the woods; this did not look like it was going to end well.
Not for me anyway.
My eyes were wide and frantic as I searched around, hoping for something; anything that would help me in my quest for freedom and escape from Demetri.
As he gained on me, I noticed that his eyes had fixed themselves on my heaving chest and he was licking his lips, a gesture that made me shiver.
"May I ask what you're doing here, all alone? Were you looking for me? Have you finally realised what you missed out on last time, Miss Swan?"
Was he serious?
I was still unable to speak. My eyes fixed on his cold blue eyes as he walked towards me, slowly and scarily.
"Why weren't you at the party?" I choked out. Finally finding my voice.
He laughed and fixed his stare on my face now.
"Oh, Miss Swan, aren't you glad I wasn't invited now?...To think I could be there, drinking and dancing, effectively missing out on seeing you like this...alone."
His voice was like ice, it froze me to the spot in which I was standing, unable to will my feet in to moving.
By now he was about a foot away from me and my breathing was on the verge of erratic. I was terrified and pretty sure that I resembled a deer caught in headlights. A look that was obviously exciting him as he gained on me.
"They'll come looking for me!"
Okay, now he definitely had no doubt about my fear towards him.
"Who will?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side. His blonde hair unmoving due to the grease that was holding it in place.
"Someone will," I whispered, trying to convince myself more than anybody else.
He was now standing directly in front of me. I could smell his fowl scent and tried to run around him. He grabbed my bare arm and slammed me back against the cold, hard gates causing me to cry out in pain.
"Nobody will, Isabella," he whispered in to my ear before moving his nose in to my hair and sniffing it.
"Let me go," I warned, trying to sound confident and as threatening as I could. However, he just laughed and tightened his grip on my upper arm as if to prove his unwillingness to do as I wanted.
He then moved his free hand and grabbed my hip, pulling me hard against him. I pushed my hands against his chest, trying to get him to stop but only resulting in him tightening his hold on me.
"Get off me!" I shouted, still pushing at him.
"You were saved first time, Swan. But now, now you won't be so fucking lucky," he growled into my ear and moved his hand to grab my breast. It was then that I swung my hand holding the heels in to his face, hitting him hard above his eyes and making him grunt in pain and stagger back a couple of paces.
I took my chance to run then. I ran back up the driveway praying to god that I would come across someone...anyone.
I was so terrified that I wasn't aware of where Demetri was or even if he was coming after me. That was until he grabbed the back of my dress and I crashed to the ground, hitting my head off the gravel, resulting in a dizzy feeling taking hold of my body for a couple of seconds.
He crawled up my body, the front of which was being pressed hard in to the ground and I began screaming in pain as his body covered mine and he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back towards him.
He growled and sat up, spinning my body round so that he was now sitting above me, straddling my waist and I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach as he leaned over me and started kissing my neck.
I was screaming and trying my best to beat him off of with my fists. However, he was too strong and unyielding. He was over-powering me and there was nothing I could do except try, in vain to hurt him.
He grabbed my hands as they carried on beating at him and held on to them before he muffled my screaming by covering my mouth with his. I was still screaming as his lips started to move and again, he held my wrists above my head with one of his hands, moving the other, starting to raise my dress up my legs.
Flashes of the night he first attacked me in the cell came flying back to me and I started crying, still screaming and struggling against him and I prayed that Edward would come to my rescue again.
The blood dripping from my head was now blurring my vision as it trickled in to my eye.
His lips were all over mine and out of pure desperation I bit his lip resulting in him now screaming out in agony.
"You bitch!" He seethed before raising his free hand and hitting me across the face, his knuckles colliding with my cheek bone. My head whipped to the side and I began to taste blood in my mouth.
If my vision was blurry before, it was nothing compared to what it was now.
I was physically spent, all my energy gone due to all the fighting I had done. My whole body ached and I was vaguely aware of his hand that had gone back to working its way up my bare thigh. He was pulling my dress up and there was absolutely nothing I could do anymore.
I was still screaming and struggling as much as I could against him, unwilling to give up. Suddenly there was a loud, sickening crunch and Demetri's weight disappeared from my body. I turned my head back to where he was before and noticed that he was gone.
I could hear shouting, yet it was muffled due to the state I was in and only when I heard a bang that sounded awfully like a gunshot, followed by a scream, did I shoot up in to a sitting position.
That was when I saw Edward, standing over my attacker with a gun in his hand. Then I lowered my gaze to Demetri, who was squirming on the ground, holding his ankle and screaming in pain.
Then I collapsed. I finally gave up, knowing now that I was safe.
Edward had yet again come to my rescue and I let darkness take me.
My eyelids were heavy and my head was thumping. I felt as though I had been through 12 rounds with the current heavy weight champion of the world.
I scrunched my eyes closed and turned to the side. Someone had put me back in my bed. I was still wearing my red dress and became aware that it must have been the early hours of the morning. It was dark outside and I could hear the faint noise of an owl.
I looked at the clock on my bedside table and tried my best to focus enough to see the time displayed on it.
4am.
I let out a deep breath and turned over on to my other side, freezing as I saw who was placed beside my bed.
Edward.
He had pulled a chair up to the side of my bed; his arms were crossed on my mattress and he was leaning on it, his head placed in his arms.
He was asleep.
It was one of the most amazing sights I had ever seen. His long, dark eyelashes cast a shadow over his cheeks, his mouth was slightly open and his whole face was so relaxed. There was a rebelling piece of hair draping itself over his closed eyes and it took all my strength not to run my fingers through it and move it out of the way.
I blinked a few times, unable to believe that he was sleeping beside me. Well, not beside me but close enough that I could take in his sleeping form. He was still in his suit but he had removed his blazer and tie and placed them beside my pillow, obviously to make himself more comfortable.
He started to stir as I studied his facial features, making his eyelashes flutter before he took a deep breath and sat up, facing me.
"Hey," I whispered.
He smiled and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands.
"Hey," he whispered back, "how long have you been awake?"
I thought about what I could say to annoy him but thought against it as I didn't truly know what kind of mood he was in.
"Five minutes," I answered truthfully.
"Are you feeling okay?" He asked, looking concerned.
"Yeah. My head hurts a little though."
He smiled at me sadly, before looking and pulling at a stray piece of string, loose within the mattress. "Yeah, I had to clean you up a bit, you hit the ground with a good amount of force, you were bleeding, so I patched you up. I hope you don't mind."
I looked at his face as he raised his eyes to meet mine.
"You didn't get Christine to do it?" I asked.
He snickered a little before answering.
"No, it seems you've annoyed her quite a bit. I thought it would be best and less hassle to do it myself."
"I see," I sighed, reaching up to touch my head and wincing at the pain it caused. "What did you do to him?"
He scowled a little and looked back to the mattress. "Taught him a lesson," he answered, clearly not willing to give me anymore information.
I bit my lip and nodded my head.
"Thank you," I whispered, not looking at him.
We were silent for some time before he spoke. Clearly the braver of us both.
"Isabella, I didn't know what to do." I looked up at him and he was still picking at the sheets, not meeting my gaze. "I can honestly say I've never felt rage like that before." Now he looked at me and my breath caught in my throat. "When I saw you on the ground, struggling and screaming, I wanted to kill him. It took all my power to only hit him."
"But I heard a gunshot...Did you shoot him?" I questioned, his revelation not registering.
He sighed. "Only after he tried to grab you again."
"I've never witnessed anyone being shot before," I whispered.
Again, silence filled the room before I decided to break it.
"Thank you."
"You've said that already," he answered.
"I know," I sighed, "I just felt I had to say it again. He was so close to getting what he wanted and no matter how much I prayed you would come to my rescue, I never thought you would-"
"What?" He interrupted.
"I prayed to be rescued; it's what any girl on the verge of being raped would do." I stated.
"Yes but you said you prayed for me?"
"You were the first person that came to mind."
"Right," he sighed and if I didn't know better, I'd think he sounded deflated.
"Why are you still here?" I asked him as he sat, still dressed to the nines and looking beautiful.
"You asked me to stay with you."
"I did?"
"Yes," he answered, "and the truth is, Isabella, I couldn't make myself leave you, even after you fell asleep."
"Oh," was all I could manage.
What did that mean? Did he feel a little more for me than he let on? He was sure acting as though he did. His actions and words as he sat -not two feet from me- made me believe that he did. Yet this was Edward Masen we were talking about, he wasn't keen on revealing his true feelings.
I was obviously reading too much in to things.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, looking down at my battered and cut hands.
"For what?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.
"For trying to escape," I answered.
He laughed and looked in to my eyes. I raised my head to look at him and noticed that he didn't seem too annoyed.
"Don't worry about it. I wouldn't expect anything less," he answered, "I can only apologize for Demetri getting that close to you."
"Please don't apologize on behalf of him."
He pursed his lips and stood up. I automatically wanted him to relax and sit back down again, missing the comfort that came with his rare calmness.
I looked up and him and had to restrain myself as the urge to reach out to him overtook me. His hand was in his hair and he seemed to be struggling with something.
"Edward I-" He cut me off by raising his hand, palm up, towards me.
"Get some sleep, Isabella. I'll talk to you tomorrow when you have fully recovered. I'll be in my office most of the day, if not, come to the library. I may be there." He walked towards the door and opened it before turning to me and speaking again. "You know where I will be, if you feel the need, don't hesitate to find me. Sleep well, Isabella."
And with that, he left, closing the door quietly behind him. Leaving me to dissect and replay everything he had said in my head.
"What did all that mean?
I felt as though he had opened up a little but as always, he had opened up to me, revealing a little bit of himself and then closed up again.
Did he want me to go and find him after I had slept? Is that what he was meaning? It was what he had sounded like he wanted.
But did I want to go and find him?
God, not seven and a half hours ago, I was trying to run away from him. It was only eight hours ago that he had had his wicked way with me and left me, alone and ashamed. Did I want to go and find him? Did I want to see him again?
Deep down I knew I did, yet I also knew that I was fighting a losing battle. Edward was too much hard work. What was the best that could happen?
He would confess his undying love for me?
I very much doubt it!
Yet as I sat, still fully dressed and awake. I couldn't help but feel that even if I wanted to, there was no way I could stay away from Edward Masen...He had drawn me in like a moth to a flame. Yet if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I was never going to make it easy for him. No matter how much I thanked him for saving me, he had still upset and embarrassed me and that was something I was never going to get over too quickly...I had to make him suffer for what he had done to me.
Give him a dose of his own medicine.
Edward Masen was about to get his comeuppance, I was not just going to forget about the way he had treated me and run back in to his arms...He had to realise how much of a strong-willed woman I really was.
Time for some sleep and then some answers.
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