A/N: Okay guys. I've decided to bring this story back to . I have another story i'm writing that will posted here as well. So With that i hope you enjoy, and I'm truly sorry for taking so long to bring you the chapters. This fic is completed and I will post a chap everyday until the rest are all up. AND THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL.
Don't tell me I'm the one to blame.
It's too late for you to make me stay.
No, I won't stay.
So I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.
Running Away by Midnight Hour
It's been 5 years since he took me away from everything and everyone I loved. I really hated this man.
These past five years have been horrible. I've been held prisoner by a psychotic lunatic who thinks he has some moronic claim over me.
There was one time, a few months ago, I remembered I had my Cell in my bag, and I dug it out. He let me keep it so that when he went out and locked me in here, he could reach me, but according to the asshole I couldn't call anyone without his say so. Pfft, imagine that.
Edward was in the shower so I figured maybe I'd call Charlie and see how everyone was doing. Soon as I had the number dialed and was ready to push the talk button, Edward came storming out of the bathroom.
He looked livid.
"What do you think your doing?" He asked as he reached over and grabbed my phone right out of my hand, slamming it shut.
"I WAS going to call my father and see how he was" I told him rolling my eyes.
"I didn't give you permission to call anyone. Your not calling him so he can come and get you and take you away from me. I won't have it. I'll kill him too if you tell him anything" And with that he threw my phone against the wall and it shattered into a million pieces.
"You're an asshole you know that?" I yelled at him. Only to be silenced with a hit to the face. The force of the hit sent me crashing to the floor. I sat there holding my face in my hands.
"You will watch your tone with me Isabella, or else." He said towering over me.
"Or else what Edward? I've proven to you time and time again I'm done trying to run. I'm not going anywhere, and still you wont let me even call and CHECK on my dad." This earned me a kick to the ribs. I doubled over from the pain and decided to just lay on the floor until it subsided.
"I told you to watch your tone with me." And that's how it was every single time I defied him. Every time I spoke my mind. That was my punishment, he would inflict pain on me.
If it wasn't beatings, it was him always trying to get me to sleep with him. On more then one occasion he threatened to go back to Fork's and kill everyone I loved if I didn't do it. I'd see that deranged look in his eyes and realize I had no other choice. There was no way for me to find help. No way for me to get away. So I had no other choice.
I can't even begin to explain how I wished I saved myself for Jacob. He was the one I wanted to share that with, but thanks to Edward that will never happen.
Oh Jake. I missed him so much. I cried all the time. Whenever I was alone I'd pull out the picture of us from the beach and just stare at his beautiful face, hoping he realized that I loved him. That I've always loved him. That picture was the only thing that would get me through the hard days where Edward would make me do whatever he wanted. But I only saw Jake.
I couldn't even begin to imagine how he felt about me anymore. I broke his heart and left him to suffer. But I did it for his own good. Maybe…MAYBE if I can get out of this hell hole and make it back to him he'll forgive me if I explain it all to him.
Only him. I wouldn't bring anyone else into this mess. No one else needed to be in danger because of me.
The sound of Edward's voice snapped me out of my memories and back to the present.
"I'm going to gas up the car. I think it's time we moved on before someone recognizes you and tries to take you from me. I trust that you wont try to run when I leave so I'm not going to lock you in this time. Do I have your word that you wont try to run?" He asked, hand on the doorknob ready to leave.
I nodded my head and smiled at him, the whole time I was mentally doing a happy dance, because this was my chance.
I watched him walk out the door and outside to his car.
I watched him get into his car and pull out of the drive.
I watched him drive down the street and turn the corner.
I flew through the apartment to the bedroom so fast I slammed into the wall. Once I got my bearings back I grabbed my gym bag and threw all the clothes I could into it, along with Jake's hoodie and the picture of us.
Then I remembered, Edward kept money in the apartment incase we had to leave unexpectedly. Think Bella where did he keep it, you don't have much time… THE DRESSER!
I flew over to the dresser and pulled the draw open so hard it fell out and onto the floor. I started throwing things out of the draw all over the room until I found it, A roll of money that equaled out to be about 2,000 dollars once I counted it out. I threw that in my bag, zipped it up, threw on my converse's and ran as fast as I could out of the apartment, leaving the door wide open in my haste. I didn't care, Assward could close it himself when he got back.
I couldn't believe he thought I was done trying to run, that I was WILLINGLY staying here with him. He was fucking mental.
I ran and ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore and I figured I was far enough away from the apartment that he wouldn't find me.
When I looked around to see where I was I realized I was right across the street from the local shopping mall. An angel must have been watching over me that day. I was so HAPPY to find a place I could blend in and figure out what I was going to do without having to worry about him finding me.
I walked inside and found the nearest payphone. I contemplated calling Charlie, or even Jacob, but I knew once Edward found out I ran that would be the first place he looked, and I didn't want them to know anything just yet. Especially not my dad. Jacob is a big guy, if it came down to a fair fight, theres no doubt in my mind that Jake would prevail. But my father…He may be Chief of Police, but Edward was smarter then him in many ways. Edward definitely had the advantage over my father, so I couldn't tell him anything just yet.
As far as telling Jake anything. I wanted to do that face to face. NO I had to do that face to face. I owed him that much.
So I thought about what I could do. I wanted to go home so bad but I knew that going straight home was a bad idea. I'd be putting everyone in more danger then they already were in. I looked to my left and saw this poster on the wall.
Need money? Have experience in culinary arts? Well this is the place for you. The picnic on the beach restaurant is looking to hire new cooks for there kitchen. All you need to do is call and set up an appointment for and interview, prove to us you can infact cook, and you have yourself a decent paying job.
To set up an appointment call (415) -555-0989 and ask to speak to Kim.
I swear someone was watching over me that day. If I could get this Job I could hide out for a little while and raise enough money to go back home after a while.
So I got change for a dollar and picked up the phone and called the number, it rang twice and someone picked up.
"Picnic on the Beach, this is Gabby, how can I help you"
"Umm yeah hi, I saw an add about a Job and was hoping I could talk to Kim?" I said.
"Sure no problem, can I ask who's calling?"
"My name is …" Shit. I didn't want to give them my real name in fear that Edward would find me.
"Miss?"
"I'm sorry, My name is Marie Black"
"Okay Marie, Hold on why I find Kim for you"
"Sure," I said . A few minutes later another woman was on the phone.
"Hello, This is Kim. Is this Miss. Black?" She asked.
"Yes it is, it's a pleasure to talk to you Kim. I'm in kind of a bind and I was hoping you could help me."
"Well how can I help you?"
"I'm in British Colombia at the moment, and I want to get back home to Arizona, but I only have enough money to go so far, and im a really great cook. I took classes in high school and I cooked for my father everyday. And im really interested in a job with you so I can earn up enough money to get back home." I lied. I was beyond being honest at this point, I'd do whatever I had to get home to Jake.
"Well, would you like to set up an appointment to come in and meet with me and discuss some things?" she asked and I swear I was ecstatic I wanted to jump up and down.
"Sure! Yeah! Great! When can I meet with you." I asked her.
"Hmm well how fast can you get yourself to San Francisco?"
"Two days tops. I can be there in two days"
"Well how bout we do this, How bout I schedule you for lets say, what's today Monday, lets say Thursday. That gives you a few days to get here and I'll see you on Thursday morning?" She said.
"Definitely" I said excitedly/
"Well, it was a pleasure talking to you Miss Black. And I hope that I cant help you. I'll see you in a few days"
"Thank you Kim. So much. I'll see you Thursday." I told her and hung up the phone.
I picked up the phone book and looked through for a car rental agency. When I found one I was lucky to see that it was around the corner from where I was. So I made my way there, rented a car, and began my journey to California, with one last thought in my head.
'I'm coming home to you Jacob, if it's the last thing I do'
