Hiiiiii again. ;D New chapter, yay.

So, who here has seen Little Ashes? I FINALLY (after two long years of waiting) saw it last night. It was the most amazing movie I've seen in a long time. I bawled my eyes out at the end. I want to get some books on Salavador Dalí. I mean, I wanted to before.. but now I'm even more intrigued.

I will be posting the next two chapters closer together. You'll see why.

Edited by Jamie. Enjoy!

BPOV:

Life was.. perfect. Nothing could mess my life up.

I was still in bed, fully aware that it was leaning on toward the afternoon. Smiling to myself, I slid my hand from my cheek down to my stomach. You could barely tell there was anything there. Some would think I've gained a few pounds. But I knew the real reason. As did Edward and his family.. no, our family. It was unexpected, but amazing all at the same time. Carlisle and Esme insisted on providing everything that we may need.

Now six months since the proposal, Edward and I were still as close as then. We were now more in love than ever. We had learned to trust and love each other more unconditionally as time grew on. We helped each other with our obstacles; I had learnt to control my cutting. He made me promise not to do it anymore. He kissed my arms every day, kissing my now fading marks. Of course, I had relapsed once or twice. But who doesn't when they're going cold turkey? He wasn't mad at me and was there for me throughout it.

My thoughts were interruped by a long knocking at the door. Maybe if I ignore them, they'll just go away, I thought. The banging never stopped. They seemed really insistent for someone to answer the door. Nobody was in the house. Edward and Alice were having sibling bonding time. Carlisle was at work and Esme was shopping.

Sighing, I carefully slid myself out from under the covers and hopped off the bed. Walking down the stairs, I ran my hand through my hair roughly. The banging on the door only got louder and harder.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming!" I yelled.

Not to be harsh, but they just didn't seem like they were going to stop. I was getting a headache from the loud noise.

I pulled the door open and was certainly surprised to see who the knocker was.

"Mom? What are you doing here?" I asked, moving to close the door.

"Hold on just a second, Bella," she said, blocking the door with her foot. "I just wanted to wish you congratulations."

"On?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"Your baby, silly girl! Your boyfriend's mother told us the good news," she said, smiling sweetly.

"Why would she do that?"

"Because she wants us all to be happy together, silly! Now, why don't you let me in so we can talk?" she said, still smiling.

"No.. I don't think that's such a good idea." I said, standing behind the door.

"Now, you listen you little brat – you better let me in or else," she growled.

"Or else what? Esme will be back soon. And so will Edward and his sister." I said, trying to close the door.

"Oh," she laughed. "You'll find that Esme will have missed her bus because somebody might have told her the wrong times. And, your little boyfriend? Well, who would want to come home to you? Now let me inside, I'm going to terminate that little termite inside you," was the last thing she said before I saw Charlie smash through the door and pick me up, running towards the car.

"No! Get the fuck off of me! Help! Somebody!" I screamed out before they gagged me with a scarf and threw me in the back of the trunk of their car.

I had no way out. They locked it. I pushed and thumbed with all of my might, but it wouldn't come undone.

They had gone too far this time. What the fuck were they thinking? Showing up at Edward's house, barging in, kidnapping me.. throwing me in a fucking trunk for fuck's sake.

I felt the car move and casually pick up speed. I didn't know where we were going. A motel, maybe? They didn't live in Chicago, so were on earth were they taking me? And who was going to save me?

Eventually, after what felt like a lifetime of pondering my own thoughts, the car pulled to a stop. The truck opened and I saw Charlie with a big, black cover. Before I knew it, he forcefully wrapped me up in it and tugged me over his shoulder, running with me inside.

I always thought Charlie was the only sane one in our family. I guess I was wrong. He was just as fucked up as she was.

He stopped walking finally and dropped me down on the floor. I tangled myself out of the sheet and looked around my surroundings. Of course, it was a cheap motel room. Wallpaper scrapping off the wall, a messy bed.

I could only imagine the reasons that they had brought me here. To teach me a lesson.

"Ow!" I slumped to the floor in pain as I felt a kick in my pain.

"Shut up, Isabella! This is all for your own good. We're teaching you a lesson, dear," Renee said, stroking my face.

"Bella, don't you see?" Charlie said, grabbing my hair painfully. "We can't let something like you into the world. Don't you see the damage you have done? To your mother, to me? To Irina?"

"Irina? This is about Irina? You know what the fuck she did to me. Why are you punishing me for this?!" I cried at them.

"Bella, Bella, Bella. When will you ever learn that this is all your fault. It was a mistake having you. All you ever did was bring wrong and evil into the world. And to bring an infant from the source of that?" Renee snarled.

"Why the fuck are you two so cruel? What the fuck did I ever do to you? Why can't you ever just leave me alone?" I sobbed.

I barely heard them say anything else as I let myself become numb to the tears and pain circulating throughout my body.

That's when I saw it. Under the bed. A gun.

EPOV:

"Alice, it is positively unhealthy for anyone to shop as much as you do." I sighed as we pulled into our garage.

"Oh, hush, brother. If it's for Bella, you know your pain doesn't matter. Now come on, let's go inside and show her everything we bought." Alice grinned and skipped out the car.

I smiled to myself. My sister had an infinite amount of energy. I wonder how Jasper ever kept up with her. As much as I say that I hate her endless energy and her hyper-active, bubbly personality; I have to say, I wouldn't want her any other way. She was the best sister I could ask for.

"Uh, Edward?" Alice called as I got out of my car.

"What is it, Alice?" I called, opening the trunk.

"You should come here." she said, sounding worried.

I ran up the steps, wondering what could be going on. It wasn't like Alice to sound like that.

Then I saw it. The door was practically ripped off its hinges. There were glasses knocked over, broken. It looked like a break in, and a struggle, at that.

That could only mean..

"Bella!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, running up to our bedroom.

She wasn't there. The sheets were all tangled, so she had obviously gotten up by herself.

I ran into every room. All the bedrooms, bathrooms, the study, the kitchen, the garden. She was nowhere. I called her on her cell, only to find it ringing in our bedroom.

I collapsed to the ground, running my hands through my hair. I felt Alice come up behind me, and put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Where is she?" I whispered.

"I don't know, Edward. You don't think.."

"Think what?" I asked, looking up at her.

"That maybe.. her Mom?" she asked, biting her lip.

"Her Mother is most certainly is capable of that. But why would she do this now?" I whispered darkly.

"Well.. I know that Mom sent a letter to Bella's old address, telling her parents that Bella is pregnant," Alice said, biting her lip.

"She.. what?" I seethed.

"I'm sorry, Edward. I only found out after she sent it," she said, raising her hands up in the air.

"It's not your fault, Alice. Why the fuck would she do that? She knows what they put Bella through!" I shouted, unable to control my voice or emotions.

When Bella was concerned – especially with her parents – I barely kept my emotions in check.

"That's it," I said and walked to the phone, picking it up in my steel grip.

"What are you going to do, Edward?" she asked, seemingly nervous.

"Something I should have done a long time ago; Call the cops."