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Trafficking

Chapter 28

BPOV

I lay curled in my little corner, not bothering to wipe away the tears as they slid down my face. I would probably never see my family again and I was slowly realizing that.

I coughed trying to clear the dryness in my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut as beautiful images of my family pass through my mind.

Esme, my wonderful mother with sweet caring eyes and the biggest heart God had ever granted. I wished I could see her one last time, tell her not to mourn me. My last few months with her were more than I could have asked for. She was the mother I had been missing.

And where would I be with out my amazing dad. Carlisle. He was strong, stoic, tender, loving. His touch brought me comfort and his voice brought me peace. He was the father I never had. And even though I only got to spend a few short months with him, it was more than enough to fill the gap that had been created when Charlie started abusing me.

Then there was my maternal older sister Rosalie and my big bear of a brother Emmett. I wouldn't have been able to heal without them. Rosalie was shoulder to cry on, someone who knew what I had been through, and I loved her even more for sharing that with me. Emmett was a big goof ball, always bringing humor to the situation.

Alice and Jasper, though I wasn't as close to them, were just as important. Alice pampered me, took me under her wing and urged me to be happy and enjoy myself. She brought out the little bit of girly-ness I had in me. And Jasper always dealt with my emotions well and tried his hardest to make me feel better.

But what hurt the most were my memories of my sweet Edward. A sob escaped my lips as his beautiful crooked smile appeared before my eyes. I longed for one more kiss by those smooth cool lips. Little by little my heart shattered into pieces until I was left with an empty ache deep inside my chest. I could no longer contain myself and allowed the sobs to release and consume me.

I heard the creaking of the iron door as it opened and shut but paid no attention. I didn't care anymore.

"Bella?" It was Tanya and surprisingly, she wasn't sneering at me.

I stayed facing the wall, I had no need to face her. I felt her sit down at the edge of the mattress.

"Listen, Jimmy doesn't know I'm in here but I just wanted to apologize. I didn't realize how far Jimmy was planning on taking this; I had no idea what I was getting into. I was just so jealous when I saw you and Edward together, even before you were actually mates...just the way he looked at you. He never looked at me that way. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I'm going to try to find a way to help you without Jimmy finding out. I love him, but I can't help him do this. I'm sorry."

I felt her sitting there for a moment, waiting to see if I would respond. I didn't. She may be sorry but she was still part of the reason why I was here.

After what felt like hours she left and once again I was alone.

But not for long. "Isabella, my angel."

My stomach churned when I heard a sarcastically sweet voice sing out my full name. Again, I didn't turn to face him. But unlike with Tanya, I responded to him. "What do you want James?"

I didn't recognize my own voice. It was gravely, rough, tired.

"Tsk, tsk. Is that anyway to talk to someone who cares for you?" I jumped up, livid.

"You never cared for me." I spat. "You lusted. There's a difference between lust and love, but I doubt you'll ever know the difference."

I surprised myself; talking back to James felt good, really good. If I was going to die, it wouldn't be without a fight.

"My, my Isabella. How you've changed since I've last seen you. Loverboy really brought out the vixen in you. You're feisty. What a turn on."

He strutted over to me, his eyes gleaming with excitement. I recognized that look. I curled inwardly upon myself; I didn't want him touching me.

"Get up." He snarled. I didn't move. That only caused him to grow angrier. He grabbed my upper arms and I heard something snap and than a burning pain seared through my left up and shoulder. I couldn't hold back the scream that echoed off the walls.

I cringed at the sound that had come out off my mouth. It was guttural, animalistic. I shuddered.

"Opps. I guess I don't realize my own strength."

James never scared me this much before when he was human. Now that he was a vampire, he was more powerful and not only was he not in control of his strength, he simply didn't care. He may have been in control of his blood lust, but his strength was left unchecked.

"You're so weak. Look at you, a pitiful mess. You're little boy toy is probably happy to be rid of you. I bet you he isn't even coming after you."

James squatted next to me where I had collapsed and pulled my face to look at his. "You're worthless. I broke you before and I'll break you again." He dug his fingertips into my cheeks for extra emphasis.

He popped to his feet and strode quickly out the door. Unshed tears stung my eyes but I wouldn't cry. I would prove to myself I was strong.

But James' words still echoed through my head. Maybe he was right. Maybe Edward would figure out he was happier without me and leave me to die here. I could feel my resolve slipping away as James' stinging words burrowed into my conscience, and self doubt slowly crept in. No. I promised myself I would fight this.

I rose unsteadily to my feet and ran to the locked door, banging my fists on it as hard as I could. I ignored the grinding pain in my arm and shoulder ad focused all my energy on hitting that door. "Let me out! I'm in here. Edward, help me! Edward!"

I yelled for what like days, fighting my overwhelming exhaustion. My voice was hoarse and raw, but I kept yelling.

Before I had a chance to jump back, the door roughly swung open throwing me against the wall.

"You're becoming quite irritating angel."

James was fuming, his eyes dark and dangerous. "I thought I told you to never say his name again. And yet, I heard you screaming for him. Pretty soon, I'll have you screaming my name, doll."

I pulled myself up and bravely stood in front of James, his solid form towering over me.

"Such a shame. You're a beautiful girl." I felt his icy hands wandering to spots where I only wished for Edward's hands to explore. I grabbed James' hands and thrust them away.

"Too bad your attitude sucks." He growled and grabbed me with one hand by my throat, pinning me against the wall.

"You may try to deny me, but I will have you." His grip tightened around me cutting off my air supply. I could feel the edges of consciousness slipping from my grasp as I struggled to draw breath, my burning lungs screaming for air. My legs kicked in attempts to get James to release me, but it was futile. My vision blackened and I prayed for death.

TPOV

It was a feeling I hadn't felt for years, and yet here I was, experiencing it. I felt sick to my stomach. I can't believe I agreed to help Jimmy pull this off. I was hurting Eddie so much. He would hate me, and unnecessary tension would form between our covens. What a huge mistake.

When I first found Jimmy he was weak, dying, sickly. But he was still so beautiful, so handsome. Even as a human. His body called out to me and I couldn't resist. Maybe he would be my soul mate. I longed to find that one man who would be my other half, who would complete me. I had thought Edward was my soul mate, but we found out all to quickly we were most definitely not meant to be together. But that didn't keep me from wanting him.

So to me, when I looked at Jimmy, I saw another chance. And I took it. I bit into Jimmy's soft flesh introducing my venom into his abused body. I stayed with him for the entire process, just me and him. It was intimate; I was always touching him in some way. I had apologized to him numerous times and promised him experiences he would only have been able to dream of previously.

When he woke and opened his eyes for the first time, I was breathless. He was a creature to be reasoned with, absolutely stunning. Smooth skin, piercing eyes that looked like they could find any truth, golden hair brighter than the sun. He was my Adonis. He had to be my soul mate.

So we spent time getting to know each other. I taught him our ways of hunting and he agreed and followed. He was beyond perfect, but sadly something wasn't clicking. I was beginning to become desperate. How could he not be the one? I pushed the thoughts aside ignoring them for as long as I could. We just needed to spend more time together.

But this was the last straw. I didn't want to be with someone who got pleasure out of torturing a human. This wasn't the same Jimmy I saw when he first woke up. This Jimmy was scary, rough, mean. Not perfect, no, not in my eyes.

I promised Bella I would help her, and I needed to stick to that promise. I needed to try and right the situation. I needed to show the Cullen's my remorse. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Eddie's familiar number.

What.

"Edward. It's Tanya. Listen. I want to help you. I'm so sorry. I didn't expect things to go this far."

Eddie was silent for a quick moment. Where are you?

"Right outside of Port Angles. There's an abandoned house right near the water. Edward…I would hurry. He's getting angry."

Thank you Tanya.

I hung up my phone, relieved. Things might just be okay.

"Who was that darling?" I spun around to find Jimmy, standing with his arms crossed in the doorway to our makeshift room.

"Um, just my sister. She's worried about us. She wanted to make sure we're okay."

"Is that so? Your sister sure does have a deep voice."

"Um."

Jimmy stepped toward me and grabbed my head. "Who was it Tanya?"

"No one! I swear!" Would he actually kill me? Jimmy grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and hit the redial button.

Tanya?

"Hello Edward. Thanks for helping me out. Tanya wasn't answering me truthfully." He dropped the cell phone but didn't end the call.

"I'm sure you'll enjoy this Edward. I know I will."

"Jimmy, please. Think about it. We l…love each other. You don't want to hurt me."

"Funny you should say that. Isabella taught me a little lesson today. Apparently I don't love you. I just lusted after you. And well, now that I've had that there's really nothing stopping me."

James, stop!

"Sorry, no can do Edward. She betrayed me. She's got to go." Jimmy's grip on my face tightened. I felt a quick twist, a burning pain and heard a scream, my scream erupt and echo throughout the empty room.


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