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ABUSE!

GRAPHIC VIOLENCE!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Got me some ideas going again, though I've been working on the other Veela story quite a bit lately. I'll probably also update TWINSISES in a little while. Oh! Did I mention I joined AO3? Surpise muthafucka. This story is on there like most of mine but I tend to update AO3 first then fanfiction.


I jumped out of a dead sleep I hadn't realised I'd fallen into due to a few gun shots being let off through the door. BANG BANG BANG. I pulled my knees up against my chest and bit down on the left one, trying to not scream out. I was between paralyzed fear and the screaming in terror kind. The door was kicked open and the lights turned on. Richard's face grinned back at me as he held a matte black hand gun.

"You know, my original idea really was just to get the stories and leave but god. You were just so interesting, and pretty. Always wanted those things in a wife." He declared walking closer to me. I watched him through tearful eyes. He leaned down and rubbed a piece of my hair between his fingers, just smiling now.

"Come on now, girl. Up up. We've got places to go, might as well grab yourself another shirt and pants. Its going to be a long ass trip." He motioned with his free hand for me to get up. I did, slowly. He had taken his finger off the trigger itself, instead he was resting it on the trigger guard. I turned towards the dresser and started pulling shirts and pants out, slowly.

"W-where are we going?" I stuttered still facing the dresser. Honestly, I had no idea that were was apparently a loaded weapon in the house.

"Hmmm. I'm not sure. Just off the reservation for now. Need someplace we can start over without your guard dog coming after, ya feel? I was getting tired of the meek Richard anyways." He spoke thoughtfully, like he truly planned on us leaving town together. I turned around, fully packed now.

He motioned towards the splintering door. I took in a deep breath as a bit of confidence hit me. Maybe I could just knock him over and run faster than him? Maybe? Its time to try anyways. I turned as if I was about to walk through the door when instead I shoved him as hard as I possibly could. It was a pretty good shove except for the fact I just pissed him off and he seemed to be more graceful than I was. I saw the butt of the gun before I really felt it hit, the sight seemed to be enough to knock me out.

When I awoke I was in a slight state of confusion, I wasn't sure where I was or why I couldn't move my arms. I pulled at them as hard as I could before a door opened next to me, I jumped and spun to see who it was.

"Well at least I know I didn't hit you too hard, wouldn't want a brain dead wife." Richard declared as he slammed the car door shut and put the key in the ignition. I looked around and saw we hadn't even left the reservation yet. In fact we were still in my drive way. I felt cold metal pushing into my thigh and looked down to the stupid handgun again.

"Why?" I asked in whisper as the engine ignited and we started moving. He chuckled merrily like I'd just told a great joke.

"Well I didn't really want any more attempts against me, figured this was the best way to get you to obey until you understand I'm doing this for us." He explained the fact I was zip tied to the car door and the gun pushing into my thigh as he drove along bumpy roads. Why me? Why did I have to find the crazys?

It was dark out still but I wasn't sure what time it was. I glanced down at the clock to see a lit 5:03...what day was it? Saturday? Maybe. I wasn't really sure anymore. I couldn't remember the actual date. I knew what year we were in but it stopped there. The ride was silent for a while, just traveling down the bumpy dirt roads of La Push. My heartbeat had almost calmed down. We had to be almost out of La Push by now, assuming he knew where he was going.

I was staring out the window when I first heard sound of a wolf howling, he sounded angry and worried at the same time. Though we were passing through a heavy forest area, I could see the cement road starting up ahead. It marked the end of La Push territory. There was a mocha coloured wolf near it, it was Jared I think. We made eye contact as the tires hit the pavement and crossed over the line. I gave him a sad smile as he let out a loud howl.

"God. You guys do have a lot of wolves around here. How does no one die from them?" Richard asked sounding sincerely curious. It was unnerving how it seemed to him we were just taking a drive around town, he was so friggin' casual about all of this. I was glad he didn't know about the whole wolfs thing.

"The people and the wolves live in h-harmony." I started to choke up on the end of the sentence, tears free falling again. It seemed like either I was going to move to god knows where or be shot by this asshole.

"Its kinda nice to hear you crying again. We can work up to all the other fun emotions later, though tonight I want to see your orgasm face. I think its going to be my favourite, Kai."He stated after a few seconds, sounding lusty as he let of of the gun. I turned my head away and bit down on the sides of my cheeks as I felt his hand drift over my thigh.

"Please." I was balling my hands into fists as I tried hard to tune out everything. He chuckled like it was a game, like I actually wanted what he was doing.

"Please what?" He asked as his hand went up the tank top I had one. I tried to stop the tears from falling but it wasn't quite working.

"Please stop, Richard. I DON'T WANT THIS." I begged, getting a bit hysterical and started to squirm as he hand traveled even further. He suddenly gripped my side roughly, squeezing hard. I yelped at the contact, he was right on a rib.

"I'm not Richard anymore! I'm..." His grip relaxed a little as he seemed to think about it.

"Call me, Sam." He sneered giggling to himself at his joke. He let go of my side and was almost to the underside of my bra as I started to squirm even more. I stilled at what sounded like metal landing on metal. He stopped too, looking around at the ceiling and the back. I opened my eyes to see a pale, red-eyed woman looking back at me through the passenger window. I stared at her as she stared at me for a few seconds, she smiled at me and put a finger to her lips. I blinked twice at her actions before I just started screaming bloody murder.

"WHAT?" Richard screamed looking at me as I screamed. The car swerved a little as he jerked from my sudden scream. I just continued, unable to stop. Everything, the fight with Leah, the guilt, the hiding in my room for hours, my door being shot open, being hit with a gun, it was all just too much, too fast. I literally could not stop screaming.

"SHUT UP, BITCH." I looked at him as he reached over and slapped me with as much force as he seemed he could put into it. My head bounced off the glass window right as we heard a loud THUMP on the front of the car. This time it was a golden eyed, blonde haired woman. She looked angry and it sounded like she snarled as she broke the fucking windshield, WITH HER FIST.

Richard swerved almost immediately after as I tried to shield my eyes from the incoming glass shards. Its hard to do that when you're tied to a car door handle. I heard the gun shift of the seat and fire into the floorboard with a shaking BANG near my feet. I shrieked at the noise as we tumbled, the road had apparently let out into a deep ditch. I never really realized it until I was flipped upside down and the driver's air bags went on as I stared at green dirt.

"Watch out for her head, Rose." A voice that sounded like a soft arpeggio being played on the harp warned whoever else. It was the oddest thing, how pretty her voice was and how much my head hurt. This can't possibly be happening to me right now.

"I'm watching, Irene. Calm down."Another voice sounded as I stared out at dirt. This one reeked of elegance and money but it was just as pretty as the last female. Maybe I was dead, this is what angels sound like. Maybe I'd even sound like that some day. I felt the car shake some more as the ceiling seemed to be pulled off as though it was a tin can lid.

"Is she awake?" A male sounded this time, his voice was deeper and more easy going. How did they pull the top off so easily? Why was I questioning this part when I was tied up to my car with a bullet hole in the floor board?

"How am I supposed to know, Emmett?" The elegant one sounded exasperated. I heard the first one sigh and tell them to get out of the way. I could feel eyes on me and turned my head to the side, slowly. It was the same woman from my window.

"Heeey. I'm Irenta, just call me Irene though." She sound friendly enough with her red eyes and curly brown hair. I just stared at her blankly, she frowned in response.

"Alice, shes not responding. Shes just kinda...sitting there." Irene sat back up calling to whoever Alice was. I continued to stare blankly at the space where her head used to be.

"Well we'll get her out if nothing else." Another female responded, this time she had a silvery bell-like voice it was similar to Irene's voice. I felt a pull near my hands and looked to see someone's nail simply cut the zip ties and pulled me out of the seat. I looked over at yet another pale women with gold eyes, her hair was chopped short and spiked in every direction. I looked back at the truck, it was totally crumpled and destroyed, the top had been peeled back, the sides were pushed in and all the tires I could see looked mangled.

"God Sam's going to kill me. His mate is completely brain dead, Ali." I looked back at the brown haired one, Irene I think. She looked worried and nervous. I looked around, there was only those two and the blonde female and a male. They were all so pale and pretty, it was almost a little odd.

"Nonsense. She'll be okay, shes just...adjusting I suppose. Shes been through a lot and shes kinda bleeding a lot, baby." I looked back again at who I assumed was Alice. It was obvious they were a couple as well as the blonde and the man were one.

"Hes close, I can smell them." The blonde woman announced. This was just the...oddest day. How does she smell him? Well I mean, why was I questioning that when she just peeled the lid off my truck like it was a thing of sardines?


The Irenta/Irene/Ira mentioned is not an actual character by Meyer, infact shes an OC of mine from the story 'TWINSIES'. In essence she's Bella's twin sister and Alice's mate. One doesn't particularly need to read the story, this was just in case anyone was wondering x)