Here it is. The Bella POV chapter. It's a long one. I hope you like it! Read, Share and Review. Note: Stephenie owns Twilight, shocking I know. But, I own all Bella thoughts.
BPOV
I was scared. I didn't know what was going on. Everything was so dark. All I know is that, I'm in the back of a car. And it's going super fast. I kept thinking that we were going to crash. But, we never did. We just kept speeding along.
My eyes were covered as soon as they grabbed me off the sidewalk. I tried to squirm out of their grasp, but they was to strong. I even bit one of them. They let out a girly shriek. So, one of them was a woman.
"God! She just bit me! What the hell!" she had said. She let go. I tried to run, which was pointless because another strong arm was wrapped around my waist.
"Oh, shut up V. She's like 4. It couldn't have hurt that bad." he had said. He had me lifted off the ground so I couldn't try and run. I was dangling in his arms. I began to scream.
"Shut her up! Shut her up!" the woman said. A hand was clamped on my mouth. "Thank you. She could have blown our cover."
I was then jostled around. I heard a door slide open, sounded forced. Then I was practically thrown in. The door slammed shut.
"Hello, princess." another guy voice said. I didn't know where it came from. I was really scared. I thought I would have peed my pants.
"No no. Don't do that." he said. I was feeling my way around on the floor trying to crawl to the door. He picked me up and sat me on a seat. "If you did that, you would have been flattened." I had just noticed the car, or it could have been an ice cream truck for all I knew, was moving fast.
"Don't worry. I'll uncover your eyes soon enough. Just calm down, princess." He said. And that was the last thing I heard him say.
It had been quiet for what seemed like a gazillion years. It seemed like I was in the car for a gazillion years. They only talked when we stopped for bathroom breaks and food. At least they fed me. And, I slept too. But, it never lasted long. I wanted out. But, I didn't want to fight in case they hurt me. Instead, to stay calm, I let my little 5 year old mind wander. I thought about my daddy, Charlie. He must be so worried about me. He's a police man. And the best daddy in the world. I hope he was looking for me. He had to. He was a police man. It was their job to find little girls in distress.
Then I thought about my mommy, Renee. Daddy probably called her and told her I'm missing. She lives all the way in Florida. Which is all the way across the world! I bet she's really worried. And I bet Phil is too. I missed my mommy and daddy. And even Phil.
I then thought about butterflies and unicorns just so I wouldn't cry. It worked for a little bit. Until I thought about purple flowers, then that brought someone else to mind. Edward. Did he miss me? Did he even know I was gone? I hope he did. Cause, I haven't seen him in forever and ever. And, he was the only one to talk to me, besides Jake, but he doesn't count. I hope he missed me. Cause I missed him.
"Alright, we're almost there. I'm going to uncover your eyes now." said the creepy man voice next to me. I felt pressure release from my face. I closed my eyes.
"Aww, come on now. Let me so those pretty eyes of yours." he said. I just shook my head. "Pretty please?"
"Fine. No food for you." he said, in a grumpy man voice. I felt the car come to a stop. The door to my left or right opened.
"Laurent, get the brat out of the car." said grumpy/creepy/mean man.
"Yes, sir." Laurent said. He reached for me, I tried to crawl away, but it was no use. "Not so fast." He grabbed my legs and pulled me out, til he was holding me superman still. He curled me up so my back was up against his chest.
"Laurent, set her down. Make her walk. But hold her arm. Victoria, grab the other one. And, princess, no biting." said the other man, I have yet to learn a name for. I still haven't opened my eyes. Which, I didn't see a point because it was dark.
We started walking forward. I was being difficult. I was barely walking. They were getting frustrated, Laurent and Victoria. But they struggled with me, not complaining till we reached some steps. I looked down and opened my eyes for the first time. But, I never lifted my head. I walked up the steps and kept looking down. Then we stopped. I heard a door unlock.
"I'll take her from here. You guys go get the things from the van." My arms were released. But no sooner had that happened, I was picked up and brought inside. I had closed my eyes again. I felt like a 3 year old. I was tired of being carried and held on to. I was 5 for Pete's sake!
I was set down in a chair. Then, I could feel him crouching in front of me. He grabbed my face. His fingers digging into my cheeks. "Still not going to open those eyes huh?" I whimpered like a dog. The pressure on my face hurt. But, it was suddenly released. Then, his hand came and slapped me on the cheek. It made the loudest noise I've ever heard. I stung more then getting a scraped knee. The pressure was back on my face.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to do that. But, you just don't want to listen." He said. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Probably making his fingers wet. "So, are you going to open those eyes? I really don't want to have to do that again, princess." I did my best to nod my head. "Good. Now let me see those big, beautiful brown eyes, princess."
He let go of my face. I breathed in deep, and opened my eyes. I was met with the blackest eyes I've ever seen.
"Hello Isabella. I'm James."
