A/N: Bella is 14 during rape. Just to answer that question, so yes she is. Alice is 12. By the way, the time period is in the 1800s. I don't want to disappoint anybody, but Edward's POV will probably be VERY rare!! Hmm, maybe next chapter? (REVIEW!) Because, in this story he is very complicated to portray, so for right now read Bella's POV! Good chappy next, I promise!!! The first few are kind of boring because I have to explain everything, but trust me, it WILL get better!!! Now you may read…
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does, blah blah blah...
I woke up dizzy and cold, but somehow, I had clothes on. I pulled myself up off the cold floor and hugged my arms around my waist to get warm.
That's when I heard it; a rushed rapping at my door. I whimpered before the door creaked open, and to my surprise, it wasn't one of the demons, but Alice.
She placed a rough hand over my mouth before I had time to let out my shrieks of joy. Her hug was warm and inviting, even though she wasn't the same happy, little girl she had been just months ago. She felt cold to the touch, like me, and had dirt covering every inch of her, probably because she was kept in the boiler room, working day and night.
She pulled back a little, and when I got a good look at her face, her cheeks were puffy and tear stained. I cried with her, our tears mixed as we embraced again, sharing the trauma in our own way. All the whippings, all the punishments, we shared silently, yet they roared through us. It was hard to keep in the little whispers of everything I wanted to tell her, needed to tell her.
"I missed you." I whispered in her ear, not caring enough to wipe the salty tears stinging my eyes and drifting down my cheeks.
"Oh Bella I missed you too. So much." She whispered against my hair, using it to wipe away her tears.
We stayed like that for a little while before we both knew that our time was up. We had stayed too long. Alice hugged me harder and I pulled her closer to me. She was all I had left now.
Suddenly the door swung open, revealing two monsters. One, the bronze haired, and another, he had dirty blonde hair, and was slightly taller than the bronze haired demon. I calculated in my head what might happen to us, but I doubted I could ever come up with it. They both looked angry beyond words, like they would tear us apart, right now.
My face was probably a mask of pure horror and shock as I was yanked from Alice. We were ripped apart, our hearts torn with us.
"I warned you." The bronze haired demon growled at me. I gulped. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I had a pretty good feeling it wasn't going to be pleasant.
He dragged me down to the last floor of the factory; the basement. Alice was being dragged behind me, and I could feel her pain. I looked back, only to find that she was being brought to the other side of the room, and that several strands of my hair were ripped out in the process. I cried out in pain. He laughed, and I glared back up to him.
There were chains hanging from the walls and the ceiling. I was brought over to a corner; that's when he stopped and shackled my arms so I was hanging just a few inches from the ground, my feet not quite touching the dirt-covered cement floors of the dungeon.
My dress was ripped clean from my body, leaving me only in my bra and panties. I tried moving my arms to cover myself up but I couldn't move them anywhere; I was too weak.
When the first strike reached my front, in between my breasts, leaving a huge slice down the middle, I screamed. I screamed so loud my heart was banging, my ears were ringing, and my throat hurt with the intensity.
Tears of anger threatened to pour, but they wouldn't fall. I wouldn't let them. I closed my eyes shut tightly and all my muscles tightened, readying themselves for the next slash. When it did come, the aftershocks were a lot worse. My body stung with them. My nerve endings pricked and I was going to faint any minute now.
I could hear Alice's screams coming from the far side of the room. She was in pain too. I couldn't faint now; I couldn't let her face the pain on her own. I had to feel it too. But the after effects were inevitable; I was out cold and everything went black.
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I was tossed back into my cell; the iron shackle forgotten and replaced by a new set of shackles around both of my ankles. Alice had the same, I could see, as she was dragged back to the floor below; to the boiler room. I could hear the demon's voice talking to her.
"I let you off your chains for a while so you could get dressed and you repay me by doing this?" He asked, apparently outraged. I heard a faint slapping noise and Alice's cry of pain. I pulled myself to the cell door as it was being locked and clasped my hands around the iron bars. I wanted to tear them off and help Alice; save her from the pain, but I knew that could never happen; I wasn't strong enough. I never would be.
My back burned when I shifted. I had gotten new scars on there now, three or more new ones; two on the front. They all stung and burned, and I still had to do my jobs today; oh joy.
I prayed I could see Alice again, and hopefully escape this damned prison. It was hell; pure hell.
The bronze haired demon stood outside my cell, watching me, like I was some kind of zoo animal. He smirked at me, and I turned my head to the side; I hated this man.
He leaned down to face me, his intoxicating breath crossed over my face. Stop it Bella! What are you doing?! My rational side was getting mad. "You can call me Edward when we're alone, but only since you were truthful about your name."
I glared at him; how dare he think I wanted to ever talk to him again! "Thanks." I muttered. Oh yea, you're so good at the silent treatment. If my rational side was mad; my conscious was pissed, so pissed that it resorted to sarcasm.
I huffed. This was never going to get any better, but at least I knew what to call this demon now. Worthless piece of scum. I didn't know if my conscious had directed that to Edward or to me in this instance, but I was sure it was true for whomever it was directed too. I was nothing but a low life if I was talking to one.
"I would beg to differ." His heavenly voice interrupted my internal argument.
"What do you mean?" I asked hesitantly.
"You aren't a low life. You are my pet."
I scoffed. Of course he'd say something like that. That's how he was; that's how they all were. They tortured innocent children.
"Not a low life, maybe, but you are definitely not innocent anymore. Must I remind you?" The last part was rhetorical.
He unlocked the cell door and it swung open. He walked in, closing the door and locking it on the way. I closed my eyes; this was not happening.
His hands grabbed my face, and for the first time, I noticed they were admittedly colder than my own skin. His lips met mine roughly, forcing a reaction out of me. I knew the drill by now; after all, I'd been here for months now. This was routine.
My bra was ripped off, and I could feel my panties being pulled down before more fabric was being removed. Then I felt it enter me. I moaned unintentionally, and when he heard it he went mad. I had never moaned before. This was new. I wrote a mental note never to do it again though, not with the violent reactions it drew out of him.
He forced my back up into the wall, causing the burns to rub against the cold cement. I tried to hold it in; I swear I did, with everything I had, but another tense moan slipped out.
He pounded in harder than usual, and I felt that same high I always had, and when I reached it, I was knocked out cold.
That night I slept in the arms of the devil himself. I had a nightmare. It was the night I had come here, to this dreaded place. I heard the same rhyme that haunted my nightmares every night. I couldn't escape it. I never had dreams anymore and I never escaped nights free of nightmares. It was the same dream; I was running through the woods and the incantation repeated mercilessly:
"Ring around the Rosy,
A pocketful of posies,
Ashes, Ashes,
We all fall down,
Ring around the Rosy,
A pocketful of posies,
Ashes, Ashes,
We all fall down."
A/N: How was it? Too dark? I like dark!! I hope you do too! You know what else I like? REVIEWS!!! So please please leave one or two or a few!!! Before I update again, at least 10 for this chapter!!! I can't wait to see how many people want an update..or not. Sooo, REVIEW!!!
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