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I knew I said that there were probably only 2-3 chapters left in this story…back in Chapter 19! Haha obviously at Chapter 25 that is untrue, I had a gut feeling at the time that I should not have said anything!! But since because of the length of my chapters, we still have a little bit to go.

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Last Time-

"You're coming with me!" He said angrily, as he yanked cruelly on my arm, digging his fingers into my skin. With his other hand still firmly placed over my mouth, he steadily dragged me back towards the forest.

And Charlie wasn't here to save me this time.

BPOV

I struggled with Paul as best I could, but I didn't seem to hamper his movements at all. We were quickly moving further and further into the woods, away from anyone that might be able to help.

I could feel my eyes start to prick with yet to be shed tears, when I realized that I wouldn't be able to free myself.

I started thrashing back and forth as hard as I could, making Paul's movements jerky and uneven. Just when I thought was making a little progress; he stopped tossing me harshly against a nearby tree, knocking the air out of me. He was breathing heavily, as he stood menacingly in front of me.

"Bella," He started looking me dead in the eye, "It would be best for your well being that you stopped struggling with me. I have a very short temper, and you're not helping." He finished with a clenched jaw, taking a step towards me. I could feel his breath on my neck as he leaned in, putting his lips on my ear, "Don't fight me." He breathed smoothly.

I gasped in shock, when he pushed his hips into mine, grinding his erection into me.

"Bella, do you know how hard it was to know that you wanted to get away from me? Especially after I told you, we are supposed to be together." He questioned, rubbing himself into me again.

Without thinking I raised my hand and promptly made contact with his cheek, with a solid SLAP sound.

"Go to hell!" I spat through clenched teeth.

I knew that it had to hurt, because one, the force of the slap caused his head to turn to the side, two, there was already an angry red hand print forming on his face, and three my hand was killing me.

When he turned back to me he was breathing in deep gulps of air, and his eyes were wild, the pupils dilating making his brown eyes turn black. I knew he was trying to stay calm to keep from turning, like he had in the past.

He took a few more calming breathes, before he seemed somewhat composed again.

"I know you 'imprinting' on me is a load of shit! Because someone else already has, and I know that it doesn't happen for two different people, on the same person." I said defiantly.

"Bella, from the first time I laid eyes on you, you were so gorgeous, and I knew that I would have you for my own." He said lowly.

"That's not imprinting, that's just plain lust." I countered.

He smiled darkly at me, before grabbing my hands and holding them together. "Either way," He started, and once again ground his hard on into me, while letting out a groan, "You'll like it." He whispered confidently.

I felt a few silent tears, running down my face, and before I could respond or do anything, Paul reached into his back pocket and pulled out a handkerchief.

"What are you-" I started, but Paul quickly cut in.

"I have to make sure that you keep quiet, I really don't want any unwanted attention on us." He explained nonchalantly, making quick work of getting the handkerchief in my mouth, and tying it off around the back of my neck.

"Such a shame, I would really enjoy the noises that will come out of you." He mused to himself, like I wasn't standing there. He reached into his front pocket and pulled out three plastic zip ties. After making quick work of putting them together, Paul wrapped them around my wrists and pulled on the zip cruelly, making it cut painfully into my wrists.

I could feel more tears making their escape down my cheeks, as Paul continued to drag me along behind him.

I thought about everything that has happened in my life since Charlie died. Just the plain fact that he did die had more tears spilling out of my eyes, and then when Edward brought me to the Cullen mansion.

Oh god Edward!

What would he do when he found out something had happened to me? I thought back to the past few days I had spent with him. I easily found myself in comfortable companionship with Edward near.

What did they call situations like mine, Stockholm syndrome?Well,I would rather just call it, stupidity.

But in his defense, he really has changed a bit since I first met him; he wasn't so up tight about everything that involved me anymore.

Which is exactly why I'm in this situation, right now. I wish Edward were here now. I sniffed quietly to myself, trying to stop my tears.

Paul continued to drag me down a narrow path through the forest, before he suddenly stopped, and looked around suspiciously. After a brief pause he pulled me further along again, at a more urgent pace.

Suddenly a terrifyingly ferocious snarl sounded, about a hundred feet to our right, echoing through the now silent forest.

"Shit, god damn it!" Paul cursed under his breath angrily. I could see that his breathing had become labored, and his skin started to shutter and twitch, as he roughly shoved me behind him. Since my hands were still bound together I lost my balance, and fell.

Another menacing snarl echoed through the forest.

I looked up from my spot on the ground to see a familiar bronze colored wolf, easily eating up the distance between us, as he raced to where Paul and I were. His ears were pinned back on his massive head, his lips were curled up over his strong, white fangs, as he snarled and snapped, hurdling head long towards us. His eyes were blazing pools of emerald fire.

I audibly sighed in relief.

Edward!

An: I know, I know! I'm sorry for ending it here, but that's just the way it worked out, I swear. I would only be a little shocked if you guys are upset, again I'm sorry! *Hides under desk*

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