Bring Me to Life

By: KellyCRocker59

Chapter Six: Fear

First of all, I would like to thank all of my reviewers out there. I got so many reviews that I didn't have time to respond unless I wanted to neglect a few of them, which wouldn't have been fair. I'd like to take this time to say thank you to all of you who reivewed this fanfic; your words have fueled me on like no other.

Now I must warn you: this chapter is not for the weak at heart. Please refrain from reading this is you cannot stomach such things. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

I was released from the hospital after about two weeks, the scar across my chest almost invisible, but not completely. However, the worst pain was throbbing through my very core of being. Jacob was gone, and I doubted that he was coming back.

I walked all the way to Marlina's apartment, knocking on the door when I arrived. The woman answered the door as I knew she would; it was 5:00 p.m., which was right in between therapy and prostitution. She smiled at me warmly, not asking any questions until I walked in and collapsed on the couch, Marlina sitting in the large chair beside it.

"You wanna talk about it?" She asked, knowing me too well.

"I told him about the whole prostitution thing. He freaked out and left. I was raped Marlina. I've been in the hospital." I whispered, feeling hot tears on my cheeks as I bent my head.

I felt her arms around me, sitting on the couch and rubbing my back in small circles.

"I'm so sorry, Bella. The guys who did that, they had no right. He'll be back, though. If he really loves you, then he'll be back and take you as you are."

"He already accepted me as damaged goods. I don't know if he can accept this."

I gripped Marlina's arm like a drowning person grips a flotation device. My eyes ran out of tears after about 30 minutes, and Marlina pulled away, looking at me with a smile.

"It's going to work out, Bella. Do you want to stay here while I go?"

"No, I'll go. I...need something to take my mind off of this."

We got dressed after eating a small dinner, the street lights just beginning to flicker to life as we left the apartment complex. I walked along with Marlina, but my thoughts weren't with me. I couldn't stop seeing the hurt in Jake's eyes when I had told him that I was prostituting. I could feel the pain that was stabbing through him, and the coldness that swept through him so unnaturally.

We soon found our first man. He was slightly short with a little added weight to an otherwise thin form, his pale green eyes and brown hair shining in the gleam of a street light. He eyed us as we approached, but his eyes immediately locked on me.

He looked at me in a penetrating way that I couldn't hardly bare. He made me feel like I was naked, and I itched my arm uncomfortably, covering my midsection slightly. He finally grinned.

"I'll take you. Come with me, sugar. Daddy'll work ya over real nice."

He began to walk forward, and then I found my voice which I had temporarily lost.

"I...can't do this." I whispered, ducking my head.

"What did ya say?" The man asked.

"Bella, are you okay?" Marlina asked, touching my arm.

"Marlina, I can't do this. Please...I want to go back to the apartment. This was a mistake."

She sighed.

"What's the problem?" The man asked.

"I'll do it in her place. She isn't feeling good." Marlina said, fishing the key to our apartment out of her pocket.

"Look, I want her. I don't want you." The man snapped.

Marlina sighed.

"Just calm down. She isn't feeling well. Please, just let her leave."

"No! I want her!" The man yelled.

"Look, Marlina, I guess I could try..." I whispered.

She shook her head.

"I can't let you, Bella. You aren't emotionally stable enough to handle this."

"Look, just give me a blow job, I don't care! I just want y..."

A scream suddenly echoed from the ally.

"What was that?" The man asked, looking down it.

"P-Probably nothing. Here, if you'll just let me do it." Marlina began, but a loud screeching sound echoed along the alley as well.

"What is that sound?" The man gasped, panicking.

We all turned, and I suddenly sensed an intense rage drifting toward us. A terrible rage.

"Don't go down that alley." I whispered.

Marlina turned to me.

"Bella, what's wrong? What's going on?"

"Run." I whispered, reaching for Marlina's wrist.

"Bella, what are you doing?" She questioned, but I was so scared that her question never reached my ears.

I couldn't explain this fear that gripped me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. All I knew was to run. I gripped Marlina's wrist tightly and pulled her after me, running down the street as quickly as I could.

"Bella, what are you doing?" She yelled.

"Don't talk! It'll hear you." I snapped.

I turned to see where the man was, but he was gone. I turned back and ran even faster, feeling the rage exemplify. I collapsed, crying out in pain as the rage tore at my mind, numbing out everything else.

"Bella, what are you..."

I heard a scream, and turned to see Marlina thrown onto the steps in front of an apartment. A beast like none other stood over her.

Dark feathers alighted its arms, sharp nails on its finger tips. Its body was like a human's, besides its legs; they were feathery and bent, as though ready to pouch, long, sharp nails resting there too. It had a human head, blond hair falling down it. Its mouth was open, and sharp layers of teeth rested there, spit dripping from the fangs. This was the rage.

It tore into the woman like she was an animal. Its nails raked over her flesh, tearing open her stomach and pulling out her innards, the woman screaming as she slowly faded from life, the monster tearing veins out and throwing them behind it, fangs raking across her ribs, searching.

Then, it found what it was looking for. It ripped the heart from the finally dead body, and ate it hungrily, fangs tearing at the organ. I stared in horror at the image, trying to move backwards, but unable. Marlina's dead carcass laid on the steps, eyes peering up unseeing as her body lay torn apart. The monster finally finished, and then it turned to me.

The surging pain rushed through my head as it came closer and closer to me, cringing as though it were forcing its way through some sort of barrier. I gripped my head, gasping in pain. Then, I surged back.

"Noooooo!" I screamed, and the beast howled in misery, falling backwards.

I got to my feet, running down the street. I hurried on, until I saw another body strewn along the ground. It was a man, his body torn apart with his organs lying around him; all except for his heart. I gasped, and hurried past it. The horror gripped me, the rage still pounding in my head.

My legs screamed out for me to stop, but I couldn't. I ran as quickly as possible, but I didn't know where I was going. Suddenly, I came to a halt. Three more of the beasts were ripping at several bodies of a family, their sharp claws tearing at the soft flesh. One woman was still alive. She turned to me and reached out, gasping as blood slowly poured from her mouth, her eyes staring into mine, and then she was dead. I just stared, the throbbing rage subsiding slightly as they found the people's hearts and feasted on them.

Then, they turned to me, and rage came in pulsing waves like never before. I tried to stand, but I couldn't. I fell to my knees as the violating pain shoved against my mind, trying to force its way in. I gasped, the monsters closing in. I could almost feel their breath on me. And then, they screeched in pain.

The pain stopped, and I looked up to see a huge wolf clawing at the bodies of the beasts, fangs and claws ripping apart their human bodies. Finally, it was done, the three bodies lying in a bloody and dead lump.

It turned to me, and immediately transformed. I just sat there, the tears slowly drifting down my cheeks. Jacob pulled me up into his arms, cradling me close.

"I-I'm so sorry, Jacob. I'm so sorry for all of the things that I've done." I gasped, gripping him tightly.

The rage was gone, but I felt as though the walls of my mind had been beaten against. I cried against Jacob, who held me close, protectively.

"I shouldn't have abandoned you, Bella. I'm so sorry. I'll keep you safe. I won't let anything hurt you. It's over."

I gripped his neck tightly. It may be over for the time being, but I knew that the real danger was just beginning.