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Intruder:

Bella's Pov:

Anger, pain annoyance- this is what I was currently feeling, everything that someone did just pissed me off more, even if it was just the slightest thing, it bugged me like hell. Why should I be here?

This person did not make me feel welcome, more like an intruder. Preying on their lifestyle. Everything I tried to do, that one person criticized and that made me feel shitter then shit, this person if you called it that, hated me with so much hatred, that a total stranger could come across us and notice the tension between us.

The black eyes pierced my concentration, and I gradually brought my eyes up to stare at him. Yes my so called boyfriend had in fact kidnapped me and held me prisoner against my own will. The details of where he had hidden me stayed anonymous. This fact however did not bother Jake in the slightest or even the fact that he could spend life in jail for kidnap but also rape and violence. Yes that is right Jake had kidnapped me and continuously raped and beat me to the point where my insides where sour, and my once ivory skin was covered in black and blue bruises. That was not the worst though, Jake thought it would be funny to record the whole ordeal on camera and replay it back to me when he had finished his little game. This was mainly because Jake thought the point was not clear that I was his. Well that's the way he had put it. But how could I not understand that I was his? He reminded me every time he raped and beat me. So no I could not forget that I was his. Even If I did think differently.

2 weeks had passed since Jake found me, covered in a pool of my own blood. I had intended to kill myself as I realized that the only person I ever loved and I mean truly loved I could not have, so I had no interest of my life anymore. No reason to carrying on living. Not even a spark of hope had stopped me, that fateful day when I decided to end myself the way so many others had. But instead of me just dying the way I wanted, Jake stumbled across me and of course instead of Jake doing the reasonable thing and taking me to hospital he did the complete opposite and kidnapped me.

As I lay against the cold stone wall my belly rumbled. It had not stopped rumbling since yesterday mid afternoon. The last food that touched my lips were stale bread with mould on it which was as Jake explained to me the dog's leftovers. Where the dog came from I have no idea. But it was probably jakes idea of fun, seeming as I am petrified of any kind of dog, whether it is the smallest of small or big. By hey whatever entertained Jake!

To get food and survive as Jake puts it, I had to earn it, and by this I mean have sex with Jake, so far I had managed 3 days without any food, but now the latter end was winning, and I was seriously becoming hydrated and fast. It was physical pain to swallow. As my throat was so dry from lack of water. But some where I heard that after so long you start to drink your own salvia, to help the dehydration, but after that you basically just dehydrate the die. From the lack of water that your body has got. Apparently you could go five days without water. Two days to go. Then my life is over. My stomach did little cartwheels of anticipation.

Jakes Pov:

What have I done? I repeated to myself over and over again. I walked up and down the little aisle between Bella's room and mine. I could not afford to leave her alone right now. Charlie was happy as hell; he could not believe that Bella had gone.

Of course everyone thought that Bella had run away. Well everyone except Cullen, I heard him the other day talking about Bella as if she was his. He kept going on and on how Bella was not like that, that she was sensible. The idiot. If Bella was sensible then how come she was covered in her own blood in the bathroom, with a razor blade at her feet?

To be honest when I did come across Bella the sight did make me panic. There was so much blood, it looked as if she had a close miscall with her main vein. And all the while I had a funny feeling that I would get the blame. What with all those bruises, and that burnt hand of hers. I had to remember to congratulate Charlie about that. But I was not getting sent down for it. It would be under attempted murder. My mate just got sent down for that. Poor quill, not his fault that his girl was a physco.

But still the question remained at hand, what to do with Bella? As I contemplated this, my thoughts were distracted when I heard Bella scream, from inside her cell.

Bella's Pov:

I couldn't take it anymore, my lips were dry as hell and cracked, every time I tried to lick them all that happened was that dry skin fell from them. My throat was in physical pain and it burnt. Outside I heard Jake pacing up and down continually. Hopefully he was thinking of letting me go.

I tried to stand but I lost my footing and smacked my back of the concrete floor. I could not help the scream of anguish that escaped from my lips. Tears rolled down my face and I automatically tried to catch them on my tongue to help the dehydration but to no avail it did not work. Surprisingly.

Jake came in from hearing my scream, and was by my side in a flash holding what looked like water. I greedily reached for the water, but Jake pulled it out of reach, and gave me a disapproving look. "Know Bella what have we discussed?" Jacob questioned me while spilling the beautiful blue liquid onto the floor. "Okay, okay you can do what you want" I finally gave in. Jake had a look of astonishment on his tanned face. Obviously Jake never thought I would give in. To be honest never did I. But I was so thirsty, and the water was so tempting. I would do anything for just one sip.

Jake laughed as if he just won the lottery; automatically he started to strip down, leaving him in his boxers. And not long after he did the same for me, I automatically shut down. Contemplating the next half hour of my life.

Just before Jake left he repeated the same words as his always did "you are mine" then he licked my face, and walked out. When Jake was out of sight I automatically reached for the cup and drank it all in one. Heaven. Was the first word that came to mind.

I pressed my back against the cold wall ignoring the shivers that were cascading through me, and stared at my damaged hand and wrist. Dried blood surrounded my cut, scabs had already healed over the wound, and there was puss oozing from the cracks of the scab. My burnt hand was crispy and brown from the lack of medicine that it needed to help it recover.

And it did not want to even contemplate what my face would look like. It gave my shivers just thinking about the outlook. I leaned my head against the wall, closed my eyes and dreamt about a certain crooked smile.

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