BPOV

I pulled up outside the estate James had given me the address for. I could hear police sirens further down the road wondering whether someone had called the police on him, or whether it was for the local drug dealer or knife collector. I could see Lauren's blue car outside the closest block, wondering whether she was part of this plan or not. It wouldn't surprise me, to get her own back at Rose and I? Simples. She probably tracked him down after she found out where I had been all those weeks ago in Swanage.

I walked towards the block for flats 21-39, pushing on the intercom for no. 23. "Hello?" he asked.

"It's me." I replied. I heard a loud buzz, before the click of the door.

"It's open my love." I shuddered at the sound of his voice. Walking up the concrete stairs, I cursed myself for nothing thinking this through. I knew I was sacrificing myself to prevent anyone else I loved getting hurt. But I didn't want to die, I wasn't suicidal. I had no protection, no domestic item, or weapon. I was a fool who took off, fighting before thinking. What would my father say?

Tapping on the door, it opened immediately. He stood there smiling at me. Now I understood why Rose had fallen for his trap, his appearance had changed completely. His dark hair making him look even stronger and threatening. I'd lost the James I was once best friends to, instead the product of hate and revenge stood in front of me. "Nice to see you Bella." He moved closer to me, to embrace me it seemed. I side stepped him so I was further into the passageway. "Fine." He said coldly. "I need your phone, I don't want you try anything. Don't think that I don't know that you've called Edward and told him where you are."

I handed it to him knowing I needed to play his game to defeat him. He dropped it on the floor, placing his foot above it before crushing it into small pieces. "There, now the show can begin! Our other guest is this way." He strolled towards a room near the end of the passageway; I noticed blood on the doorframe.

The room was pitch black, I remained in the doorway in case he lured me into a trap. "You might want to turn on the light. It's to your left." Feeling the wall for a switch, I switched it on to see a blonde sitting in the chair facing away from me. The blood I found earlier was dripping down her shoulder onto the floor. Rose, please no.

I took an involuntary step forward, ready to get Rose out of the seat. Or create a distraction. Anything to get her out of that seat. Out of this building and back to where she belonged.

James moved closer to the chair, placing his hand on her unharmed shoulder. I moved closer, hoping he'd remove it if he saw me get any closer. "Show time!" He smirked. Swivelling the chair, stopping it so Rose was facing me.

Except it wasn't Rose.

I had mistaken the hair for her, but Lauren sat in the chair instead. Gagged and tied, she was as shocked to see me, as was I. I could see the tears running down her face. She started screaming something at me, but I couldn't understand. Waving the tips of her hands at me and shaking her head. He placed his hands on her neck, she froze staring straight at me. "Lauren," he said softy. "Shut the hell up. I really need to take that gag off you. But if you're just going to scream in your awful voice then I might as well just dispose of you now." He smiled at me.

And I just stood there, not saying a word. Like an idiot.

"Can you be quiet?" He asked her. She nodded quickly. He started to untie the piece of fabric, moving it away from her mouth. "You know Bella right?"

"Yes." She said quietly.

"Ahhh good, I guess I don't have to go through-"

"Where's Rosalie?" I asked, interrupting him.

He laughed, "In an abandoned warehouse of course. I thought we'd do Lauren first, after all she was first in line." He started stroking her hair, "As well as being very helpful."

She flinched at his touch, staring right at me again. "Bella I didn't know this was going to happen. I promise you, you have to believe me. I didn't know he was like this, I promise. He just said you guys went to school together, so I thought he meant before you came to ours. Then he went on about how he didn't like you, so I thought we had something in common. Not like this though." She was crying really hard, it made it harder to understand what she was saying. "Please, you have to believe me. I'm sorry Bella, please. I didn't know he was crazy, please." She started begging. James walked in front of her and smacked her right across her face, she gasped before crying harder.

"And I think we've heard enough from you for now."

"Let her go." I said firmly.

"Sorry?" He stared at me as if I had five heads.

"This is between you and me, let Lauren go."

"I'd rather not. This bitch knows more than she should."

For the first time in my life, I actually wanted to go over and comfort Lauren. I knew her crying was only antagonising him further.

"I won't say anything. I swear. Please let me go."

"Let her, and then it's just you and me. You won't have to worry about babysitting her."

"Fine." He moved closer to her, pulling out his knife holding it to the rope around her left wrist. Breaking it in one swift movement. He shuffled over to the other side, holding the knife out. He pressed it through her chest.

"No!" I screamed, grounded in place shocked.

"Now she's gone."

"You're a sick bastard."

"You're the one who suggested it." He smiled at me, wiping the blood off the knife on her top.

"You know full well what I meant."

He shrugged, "It's not like you got on with her anyway, count it as community service."

I shook my head at how unbelievable he was. I knew now I had to keep him away from Rose. If he couldn't get back to her, then she was safe. Even if it meant we didn't know where she was for now.

"Are you ready for act two or is it time for an interlude?"

"What's act two?"

"You're choice, you or Rose."

"Me." I replied instantly.

EPOV

Emmett banged on the steering wheel in frustrating.

"Emmett calm down." Jasper said in the back.

"Your sister is being held by a fucking psychopath and you're telling me to calm down? For all we know Bella could have left hours ago, this stupid place is hours away from here and you're tell me to calm down?"

"Getting frustrated isn't going to help."

"Jasper, it isn't gonna work on me at the moment. Our sisters are out there, and I don't give two shits about anything else until they're safe back here." He pressed down on the horn a couple of times, "What is this idiot doing?"

I was constantly trying to get a hold of Bella or Rosalie, but neither of their phones would answer. Alice had called to tell us everyone had been informed, that a police officer was at the house and a team had been sent to the same address we were heading to. I tried dialling Bella's number again but "This person is currently unavailable to take your call." I dial another two times just in case it was a mistake. "Bella's phone is off." I said, not entirely sure who to.

"The battery better be dead, and that's all." Emmett grumbled.

"How much longer would you say?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't bite my head off.

"Hard to say, if pillocks like him in front are scattered along the roads, another two hours, if not hopefully within the next hour."

"The next problem is trying to find this warehouse." Jasper said quietly. The problem looming in the air.

BPOV

James sat in the corner of the room, knees up and hands supporting his head. Staring at Lauren, no narration, no movement, I wasn't sure how long we spent like that. Him sitting there, me standing there watching him. His face was so sad, a frown that looked a hundred years older than him. I wished as hard as possible that I could see him in the same light as before. That nothing had happened and he was still my James. But every time I follow his gaze, the monster he'd become would tarnish my view of him.

"I loved her." He said softly.

I didn't know what to say, not sure whether to believe him or not.

"Not as much as you, of course. There was something about her…" He lifted his hands to try to motion something, but then sighed. "It just filled a hole inside me." He placed his hand on his chest, while bowing his head. "I wouldn't have done it. I just couldn't handle it, I'd lost her already. She wouldn't have stayed after this." He lifted his head staring right at me, tears in his eyes. "I couldn't let her leave me too."

I wanted to tell him to move on, that he had to get over this compulsion over claiming people. To leech onto them even after they move on. Instead, I stood there silent, letting him wallow in self-pity and guilt.

"This is why I can't let you go Bella."

"It's too late now. I can't forgive you for this James."

"I know. I wouldn't blame you anyway." He sighed, jabbing his knife into the carpet. "I should have gone to Charlie's, I should have asked for your number or address or something. I should have tried, and as I didn't it resulted in this."

He stood up walking across the room; I took a deep breath preparing myself to fight. Walking over to the windowsill, he picked something up, walked towards me and held it towards me. Rose's phone. "The warehouse behind B&Q on the way here that was used to stock clearance stuff." I stared at him confused. "That's where Rose is, call Edward or whoever. She'll be freezing by now."

I took the phone, waiting for him to attack me, but he moved back to his original spot on the floor. I dial Edward's number hoping he'd pick up.

"Rosalie?" He said relieved.

"It's Bella." I said quietly.

He sighed, "Thank god. Are you okay? Where are you? Are you with Rose?"

"I'm fine, I don't know and no, I'm with James. But I know where Rose is."

"So do we, I got your note."

"No, that's a detour. Listen, you know that huge B&Q on the way to where I work, there's a warehouse behind it on a small private road. That's where Rose is." I heard him repeating the instructions in the background. Emmett swearing, shouting about being in traffic and on the other side from it.

"Bella where are you?" I could hear how worried he was.

"I don't know. I was taken here." I lied.

He groaned, "He's there isn't he?"

"Yes." I answered, knowing he knew the answer anyway.

"Bella, as soon as we get Rose. We're coming for you. I promise. I don't care where or how, but we'll find you. I love you."

"I love you too Edward." I said quietly, hanging the phone up. Ignoring the goodbye tone that came from my voice.

"We should probably get away from here. Pass me the phone." I gave it to him watching him call someone. "Hi, Jess I've been trying to get in touch with Lauren, but she left her phone in my car…she isn't at the hospital? That's weird she should have been there by now. You couldn't check on her could you? I would but I can't get rid of Rose. She's being all clingy. Thanks." He looked at me. "Come on." He motioned me down the stairs and out of the block. "Hmm Edward's car? Quite nice, you can drive."

I started the engine, and was about to drive when he put his hand on the steering wheel. "Let me think of a place, and I wouldn't have any ideas if I were you Bella. Because right now you're guilty with association. You could have helped Lauren, yet you left her there. Now follow the road out towards Woking."

I had no idea where I was going, not even sure, I was going the right way until I saw the road signs.

Rose's phone started to ring, "Well isn't this sweet, your boyfriend is calling." He said bitterly before rejecting the call.

"Where are we going?" I asked, not expecting a proper answer.

"I honestly haven't got a clue. Just far away from there." Which was what I feared. "Tell me something Bella, I'm not trying to be a jerk or anything, but what do you see in Edward? The way Rose talks about him, it seems like he's a goody two shoes with expectations too huge. Or are you really trying to live such an opposite life to what you had before?"

"It's not like that. For once, I feel like I can be myself 100% around him, no evasion. It may seem like he lives a whole other upper class world that I don't belong in, but he really doesn't. Yeah, he may not be as common as we are; he's still down to earth." Then I could bite my tongue for what I next said, "Plus, what life have I got left down there except Charlie? You won't be there, and you've made it your duty to take care of anyone else I cared about."

Except he actually looked ashamed. "I thought-"

"We all know what you thought, but you thought wrong didn't you? And now at least four people are dead thanks to you. They didn't deserve to die, you can't play God. Unless you take yourself out of the equation."

"You don't mean that Bella."

"I do," and I did. Why should he live when those who should be alive aren't thanks to him? That's when I started plotting in my head.

A/N: The Douchebag theme - Christopher Lennertz is actually quite a good muse, that I didn't notice I had on repeat until I got half way through this. (Explanation for my sick violent mind)

I hope everyone had a nice Christmas. Mine involved getting my Nan on Wii fit LOL