BPV

I woke up drowsily, at first, forgetting what happened, but then quickly remembering. I was on a four-poster bed, clad with cream-colored silk sheets in a lavishly decorated room. Antique mahogany furniture lined the walls and a jeweled mirror atop a dresser stood in the center. Flowers in crystal vases took up much of the surface of the furniture. There was a glass window that went from the ceiling to the floor with matching cream-colored silk curtains. I looked out the window and saw nothing but grass and trees. Where was I? I tried unlocking the window. Locked, off course. Suddenly, the door opened, without knocking, much to my irritation. Derek sauntered up to me and placed a heavy arm across my shoulders.

"Like your new home?"

I wriggled out of his arm and glared at him.

"Where am I?"

"My mansion. And as I mentioned before, a maid will pamper you nicely. You will join me for dinner tonight."

"I will not." I growled. Derek looked at me.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I will not! I will not be imprisoned like this!"

And with that, I lunged myself towards the door. I know that it had been locked before but I didn't see Derek lock it when he had entered. Derek grabbed me and threw me against the wall where I crumbled into a heap.

"You will not escape. You cannot escape." He whispered, then left.

A few minutes later, a maid came and went to me.

"Bella right? I'm Julie." She asked roughly. I nodded slowly then realization hit me. She was my only hope. I was sure that Edward or any of the Cullens wouldn't come looking for me thinking that I had left. I grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to me.

"Derek kidnapped me! I want to go home! I don't want to stay here! Please…help me!" Julie shook her head.

"I don't care. That's not my place. My job is to pamper you, that's it."

"Call the police! Please!" The maid chuckled bitterly.

"The only police are around ten miles from here."

"Why are you working here?"

"Derek hired me, why else? Now get up, you need pamperin'."

"Please, Julie, you're my only hope! I don't want to stay imprisoned forever!"

She ignored me however and started undressing me.

"I got a bath for you ready, go and soak." And then she pushed me towards a marble bathtub filled with scented bubbles. When she thought it was enough, she started washing my hair for me, scrubbing hard.

"I can wash myself!" I snapped, irritated at the old maid. Once more, she ignored me and she let me towel myself dry. Then she came up to me and held out a crimson gown. The same one I had worn when Derek tried to force me into a marriage. As soon as I saw it, I began to cry.

"He insists you wear this." And she pulled the floor length dress over me. Then she sat me down and started piling my hair on top of my head in complicated motions and loops. She pinned all my hair together and started applying make-up. Finally, she handed me a pair of bright red matching shoes and I was ready. Knowing I didn't have a choice, I descended the stone steps down to the dining room. The rest of the house was as richly designed and lavish as my room. I hated to admit it, it was beautiful. Derek was waiting for me, dressed in a proper suit and he took my hand, kissing it delicately. I sat down opposite him, feeling nothing but spite. We began to eat and he offered me wine. I refused and he grumbled unhappily. Most of the dinner was passed in silence. Derek kept trying to make conversation but I didn't respond to anything I said. Finally he lost his temper and began to pull me upstairs. I started screaming; not knowing what horror was I to wait for.

He pulled me upstairs to his room, locked it and threw me on the bed.

"Why don't you love me?" He roared. I remained silent. He ran forward and grabbed my shoulders and started shaking me.

"Answer me!"

I started sobbing uncontrollably and he mashed his lips on mine. I banged his chest with my fists, begging release, which he finally granted me. But then he pushed back and so our bodies were both on the bed, his on top of mine and he started dotting my neck with tiny kisses, hands gripping my wrists so that I wouldn't push him off.

"Do you love me now?" He growled.

Sobbing so hard that I couldn't speak a word, I shook my head frantically and he gripped me tighter, nearly crushing my bones.

"Why? What's in the way? Your old boyfriend is gone! You have nothing else! Nothing else but me! I'm the only one you have! And you're the only one I have…" I was finally able to speak.

"Why can't you just leave me alone? Can't you tell that I feel nothing for you?" I begged. "Just let me go…"

At this, Derek's jaws tightened.

"No. I will not let you go. This is your home now. Forever."

AN: R&R!!! What happens next? Suggestions?