A/N Lots and lots of thanks to lilquackers77, Madison Elliott, Bloody Ale, and elizabethmom05 for reviewing to last chapter. It means the world to me and I love you all for it.

So, I'm warning you guys now, this chapter is by far my least favorite chapter to write. I honestly feel disgusting, but it is necessary to keep the plot moving. This chapter contains non-consensual sexual activity, so if the material offends you, skip this chapter. I have warned you guys.

Disclaimer: As always, I am not the creator of Twilight.

BPOV

"You know, you have a beautiful voice," a man's voice said from the living room.

Adrenaline pumped through my veins as my body realized that there was someone else in the apartment with me. I grabbed a butcher knife out of the drawer and walked apprehensively to the living room.

Standing in front of me with a sleazy smile on his face was Mike Newton.

"How did you get in here?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly.

"I'm sorry," he said, "But you really made it too easy."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, my words rushing together.

"Well, it really was not difficult to tell Emmett that he should invite his girlfriend over," he told me. "And I had Jessica convince Alice to go over to her boyfriend's place. Lauren is dealing with your precious Edward as we speak."

"You have - Edward has nothing to do with this," I studdered, attempting bravado. My heart was pounding in my chest and it felt like it was going to explode.

"Ah, but you see, that's where you're wrong," Mike said while sauntering towards me. For every step that he took forward, I took one back. "You see, he took something that is mine - it belongs to me - and I want it back."

"What are you talking about?" I asked again. I felt my back hit the wall and I started panicking. Where do I go? What should I do?

Mike laughed darkly while continuing to stalk toward me. "I'm talking about you," he told me. "We were meant to be together. The first day I saw you I knew that you were meant to be mine. I know you felt it that day at the restaurant. God, you looked stunning that day; it took every ounce of will-power to not take you on the bar. But then your stupid little blonde friend had to go and be a psycho bitch and ruin everything. Then, when we were at the coffee shop, I felt it again - you wanted me. But then your stupid fucking boyfriend had to go and ruin everything then. So, I decided that I needed to do something to get you. Lauren, Jessica and I all teamed up to separate you two so we could have what we wanted. I don't even know what they are doing to your boyfriend, but I can tell you that it's nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you."

He pulled a bag out that he had behind his back and swung it back and forth while licking his lips. I gripped the knife harder, preparing to stab him if he got any closer.

"You'll never get away with this," I said. "Edward will know that it's you."

"But, you see, I want him to know that it was me," Mike informed me. "I want him to know that I was the one one to fuck his girlfriend. Yes, I know how your boyfriend has not fucked you yet, so I will take great pleasure in being the one to claim you. So, to give him some visual stimulation, I've decided that I'm going to make a video of our time together."

He reached in his bag and pulled out a video recorder and turned it on. He stalked toward me and I couldn't help but shake with fear. I held the knife by my shoulder, preparing to stab him the moment he got too close.

"Don't do this, Mike," I pled. "Please, don't do this."

"Oh, but it's too late," he said. "I have to take back what's mine. And I will do anything it takes to make that happen."

I watched as he pulled out a syringe that was full of a clear liquid. He still had the video camera in his other hand as he walked closer.

"So, we can do this the easy way," he said menacingly, "or we can do this the hard way. It's up to you, Bella; put the knife down and I won't have to use this on you."

My grip on the knife didn't loosen and Mike growled at me.

"Fine," he said. "We'll do this the hard way."

He grabbed the wrist that was holding the knife and squeezed really hard. The pain of it made me drop the knife. He seized the opportunity to shove the syringe into my arm and released its contents into my arm. My vision started blurring and then everything went black.

Cold. That was the first thing that I felt when I woke up. I noticed that I was lying on my bed, but I had no idea how I had gotten there. I tried to sit up, but my arms and legs were tied to the bed. I opened my eyes and noticed that I was naked. I felt self-conscious and scared as I realized how vulnerable I was.

"Finally, you are awake," Mike said as he walked over to me. He had one hand on the video camera and the other on his cock, stroking himself. "You look stunning spread open for me. I can't help but touch myself. Do you see what you do to me, Bella? I haven't even done anything to you yet and I'm hard as a rock. I can't wait until I am inside of you."

I fought against my restraints and felt my eyes tear up. I was slowly giving up hope; nobody was going to come looking for me. Rosalie was busy with Emmett and Alice was busy with Jasper. Edward had to deal with whatever Lauren had in store for him. None of my friends knew what was going on and I was going to be raped and possibly killed.

"Look at her, Edward," Mike said while moving the camera slowly up my body. "Isn't she stunning? It's really a shame that you haven't had the pleasure of being inside of her. You know, I bet she's tight as hell. Why don't we go and see?"

He stalked over to me, his one hand still on his dick and the other still holding the camera. He set the camera on my bed and put the lens of the camera on my opening and I hissed at how cold it was.

"Can you see it, Edward?" Mike asked the camera. "Can you see through her hairless pussy and see how tight she is? No? You can't? Oh, that's really to bad - for you. I guess I'll just have to test it out for myself."

He took his hand off of his dick and roughly entered two fingers into me. I couldn't help the yelp that escaped my lips. I knew that my body wasn't getting aroused by what he was doing, so I was dry as a bone. He kept moving his fingers in and out of me and his other hand returned to his cock. The video camera was still laying by my vagina, recording everything.

"Fuck, Bella," Mike groaned. "I can barely fit my two fingers inside of you."

He kept stroking himself, moaning my name until he reached his orgasm. He pulled his fingers out of me and licked them off.

"God, you taste delicious, too," Mike said, although I knew that there couldn't be any taste on his fingers except for himself. He grabbed the camera from where it was sitting and set it on the table so that the lens was still facing me. He climbed on the bed and hovered over my body. Abruptly he bit my ear roughly and I yelped in pain. He laughed quietly at my pain and pulled my hair. I couldn't stop the scream that escaped my lips. He used that as an opportunity to shove his tongue into my mouth and swiveled his tongue around mine.

While he continued molesting my mouth with his tongue, I started thinking of possible ways to escape. If there were any way that I could get him to untie me, I could escape. I was suddenly struck with an idea.

"Mike," I said while he began sucking on my neck. "I want to touch you. Please, let me touch you."

I hoped that my voice sounded seductive to him; it sounded to me like I had a bad cold. It didn't help that he was putting all of his weight on me.

"No way," Mike almost growled at me while shaking my head. "Do you really think that I'm that stupid? I'm not letting you go until I've finished with you."

He returned to my neck and bit it roughly. I screamed out in pain and started crying again.

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid bitch!" Mike yelled at me. His eyes were pitch black instead of their usual friendly blue and he looked deranged.

"Please don't do this," I sobbed. Pleading with him was my very last hope. "I'll do anything you want."

Mike chuckled darkly and said, "You're going to do what I want whether you want to or not. I'm the one in charge of this whole thing - not you. So shut up!"

He returned to attacking my neck, biting in some places and sucking in other places. He kissed his way down my neck and started sucking on my left nipple. Without warning, he bit down on it hard. I screamed loudly in pain.

"I said SHUT UP!" Mike screamed at me. "God, do I need to fucking gag you? Because I swear to God that I will."

I heard a crash downstairs and my head turned toward the sound. I didn't know what it was, but it gave me hope. It made me hope that someone had come looking for me. Mike, thankfully, was oblivious to the sounds as he continued sucking on my breasts. He bit down roughly on my right breast and I screamed as loudly as I could. I hoped that, if someone was downstairs, they would hear my scream and know where to come looking for me.

I heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs and the sounds of closed doors being kicked open. Mike was oblivious, sucking hard on my right nipple.

"HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Mike's fist colided hard with my skull and my vision started to blur. I was close to passing out, but I fought against it - struggling to stay conscious.

The door slammed open and a tall man was standing in the doorway. I heard him growl - an inhumane sound - and rush towards Mike.

I couldn't really see what was going on, but I could hear both men yelling. I saw one of the men - it was hard to distinguish each of the men with my vision blurring so badly - fall to the ground. The other seized the opportunity to kick him repeatedly in wherever he could kick. Their yells became louder and I distinctly heard bones breaking. I couldn't hold on any longer and I let the blackness take me over.

A/N (numero dos): That was, by far, the hardest thing I've ever had to write. I hope you guys don't hate me too badly for it. If it helps, I probably feel as disgusted as you do. Mike is seriously a sick bastard who deserves to burn in the firey pits of hell and I'm sure you all agree. Don't worry - justice will be served.

So who do you think the man is who saved Bella? I'm curious as to who you think it was...I don't think that you guys will get it right, but you never know. I know you all are very intelligent people, so I'm sure someone will surprise me and guess correctly...Good Luck! :D