Chapter 1

A/N: So, here I am with my last story for the year 2021. This is a shorter story with about 9 chapters and there will probably be an epilogue. The story is completely pre-written and finished. It is all BPOV, except for one chapter. So, onto the warnings! This story is not beta'd so I don't need reviews that say it needs a beta. Also, this story is a major departure for me, so a sweet fluffy romance is not what you are going to get here. This is dark. Like major. The first chapter is completely safe, but from that point on there is graphic sex, non con, and dub con. If you don't know what those mean, look them up. I know this may not be everyone's cup of tea and that's fine, but let's be adults and just exit if you don't like it. Only adults should be reading this. Mean, nasty, hateful guest reviews will not reach me, so don't waste the effort. I want to thank dawnbreaker8 and Luna Eclipse for pre-reading. A HUGE shout out to LittleAshes17, she helped so much with this story and fine tuning everything. Honestly, she deserves much more credit for this than she is getting. All right, off we go!

The only thing worse than being a teenager stuck at home during the summer was being eighteen and knowing that there was no way, once summer was over, my life would look any different. I was stuck with having to go to a community college, telling me I was never getting out of this crap town. My parents couldn't have been bothered with saving for college—or anything else, really, for my future. There had been enough drunken tirades from my parents calling me a mistake, ungrateful, and anything else they could blame me for. That was, of course, when they took enough time to stop fighting each other.

I heard a crash downstairs and rolled my eyes. Well, they had started throwing dishes at each other. I guess I could be grateful that they took out their anger on each other, mostly. They never physically hit me, but they definitely yelled at me when there was no one else to use as a punching bag.

I didn't want to sit here and listen to this all night, so I opened my window, and being great at sneaking out, I climbed out and was a few houses away in no time. I pulled my phone out and called Rose. There was no answer, and I sighed. Great, nowhere to go, either. Well, fuck. I headed to the gas station close to my house and figured I could just waste some time there.

I was perusing the shelves, for nothing in particular, when I noticed a head of bronze hair. That was a unique shade—I knew who that was, so I headed toward them. "Mr. Cullen," I called.

The man in question turned around, looked at me, and then smiled. "Isabella."

"Please, just Bella."

"Well, I told you to call me Edward," he said, the humor shining in his eyes. He still had that blinding smile.

Mr. Edward Cullen was a substitute teacher at Forks High. He had filled in for teachers all over my high school since I was a freshman. I kinda had a crush on him when I was younger. No one could deny that he was attractive. He was tall, had a mop of messy bronze hair, intense green eyes, and angular features. He was slender, but definitely looked like he took care of himself. His smile was always friendly and infectious. Once I got older, I realized how wrong it was to lust over a man that was so much older than I was and my teacher to boot. I had little experience with guys—there had only been one guy; boy, really—but I knew that wasn't normal.

"Sorry, sir. Edward."

"What are you doing out so late, Bella?" he asked, his tone a bit disapproving. I knew he was just trying to look out for me.

I looked at my phone. "It's only 10 p.m."

He chuckled. "Well, I guess it's late for us old folks, right? Better be careful walking alone late at night; there are dangerous people out here. You never know who's watching."

I laughed too. He was such a nice guy and actually cared more than my parents did. He was a favorite of the guys and the girls in our classes. Everyone thought he was great. "Yeah. Well, it was good to see you again. I should probably grab what I came for and get back home."

He nodded and gestured for me to go ahead. "Night, Bella. I hope to see you again sometime soon."

I smiled at him and waved, grabbing some snacks and heading to pay for them. "Do you have a restroom?" I asked the cashier as I laid my items down on the counter. It definitely couldn't wait until I got home because I wasn't going straight there. The cashier handed me a key and gestured toward a building that wasn't connected to the main gas station, but it was in the parking lot. He gave me my bag, and I took the key.

Once inside, I tried to do my business as soon as possible so I could get out of this creepy building. As I stepped up to the sink to wash my hands, I heard the door open. Before I could turn to see who had come into the building, I was pushed up against the wall. I groaned; the air being pushed from my lungs. There was a pinch in my neck; the world tilted and then went black.

*TS*

I came to and was confused to see Edward standing over me. I hoped that meant that I had just passed out in the bathroom. Maybe Edward had scared whoever came in. "Edward, what happened? Where am I?" My senses started coming back to me, and that was when I realized my hands were bound together, and I was on a bed. My breathing sped up, wondering why I was tied up. This was all wrong. I struggled to move, finding my ankles were also bound.

As he sat on the bed, he smiled at me—this one was less friendly and more primal. He leaned down, cupping my cheek, and said, "Welcome home, Bella."

A/N: So, there you have it. Are you still with me? This chapter is short, and all the others will be longer than this, by a lot. Leave me a review and let me know what you think is going on here. Thank you so much and see you next weekend lovelies.