WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU LIKE JACOB!! PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU LIKE JACOB!!

So, here it is. I cried to tell you. Just a warning.

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Soundtrack:

Evanescence Songs.

lol

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EPOV-

The drive to the airport was quick, blurry. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I was doing it. I knew it wasn't a mistake though. She could hate me for it for as long as she liked, but she wasn't going to sit around and be hit by him, especially when she only did it to protect us all. I was going to have to force her into doing something selfish soon; the girl was way too thoughtful.

I now sat at the airport, waiting on the flight. I tapped some of the papers they had given me against my leg impatiently. Mental Torture was a brutal thing. I tried to picture her, see her face. I almost started screaming when it was a blurry picture. Finally they called for my flight and I practically ran to the boarding center. I was the second person on, so I picked a spot at the front of the plane. I could get off more quickly that way. The flight was much slower than the drive in the Volvo. Either I was just going extremely fast, or the plane was going incredibly slow. I bit my lip a lot, the anxiousness setting in. I wanted to see her again, so badly.

After they played a movie and came around with the drinks and such, the flight finally ended. I was the first person off the plane, running through the crowds which were much larger here, and towards the exit door. I stopped at the curb and something hit me, I didn't know where she was staying. I cussed under my breath. I ran towards the rental car center and quickly got myself a car. I followed the lady who was leading people to their cars, right next to her side. She smiled, "So, visiting a girlfriend?" she raised an eye brow at me.

"No, just an old friend," Ha, a girlfriend? I wish- no really, I do wish. I followed her, not paying attention to her attempt at flirting, but thinking only of Bella. I hoped he wasn't home, beating on her at that moment. I flinched a little, at the thought of him there now, making her bleed. The girl waved at me as I sped off. The traffic was much worse than in Forks, but Phoenix is a lot bigger. I had no idea where to go, and I didn't have my phone. I cussed under my breath, this was so frustrating. I finally pulled into the parking lot of a gas station and sat in the car. I stared at the roof and sighed. I couldn't have made a mistake, right? I didn't care if Jacob killed me, I wanted to see her. I tapped my fingers on my leg anxiously. I had come all this way to see her, and I had no idea where he had her. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel with anger.

"Damn it," I muttered. Suddenly I heard a cell phone going off. I jumped a little at the sound. I glanced around and saw nothing. Then I started digging through everything until I found Jasper's phone. I looked at the caller ID. It read Alice, so I flipped it open.

"Alice," she screamed. "Where are you Edward!?" she screeched into the phone with anger. I rolled my eyes. "Just stay out of it Alice, I just need Bella's number," I asked to stall. How stupid, she knew I had her number memorized my heart. "Edward, you have her damn number memorized, now tell me what is going on!" she demanded. I sighed in defeat, there was no use fighting. "I'm in, Phoenix Alice," I heard her gasp and mumble some things to everyone around her. I sighed, still upset about not finding Bella. "Edward, you should come back. You don't even know where she is," I shook my head and bit my lip.



"Alice, I wasn't going to tell you because I felt stupid about not figuring it out earlier. I should have guessed before she even left. I was blind to it, and I don 't care if she hates me after this because," I paused and took in a breath. If I couldn't tell Alice, I would never be able to admit it to Bella. I bit my lip harder, the memories flashing past me in seconds. "Alice, I'm in love with her. And I'm not coming back until she knows that. And I'm not coming back until I get her away from Jake, whether she somehow still loves him or not," I let my breath out, happy to finally tell someone. There was silence.

"Call me back soon Edward," I nodded and agreed now that Jasper was talking, I could hear them all talking in the back ground. I shut the phone and sighed. I would stay in Phoenix for years if I had to.

BPOV-

I covered my face with my hands to try and muffle my breathing. I sat on the couch, and Jake had just stormed out of the house after he found that his friend Austin had broken into the house. But of course, he thought I had him come over for other reasons. I squeezed my eyes shut, no tears fell. I hadn't cried in months. The last time I had cried was the last time I talked to Edward. He had been trying to convince me to go back up to Forks, but I had said no. I let him go that day. And that was the last time I cried. I told myself I would only shed tears for Edward Cullen. I slipped off the couch and limped towards the bedroom.

Jake was still letting me out of the house, despite the screaming and hitting a few moments ago. I grabbed a pair of volley ball shorts and a tank top and dragged myself to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror. I had bruises all over my face. I raised my hand to touch my chin, it was bleeding. I gulped as I ran my fingers lightly across my face, flinching from small sudden pains. It was sad to see myself like this, I was pitiful. I slipped into my new unstained clothes and limped into the living room, glancing around for my shoes. The faster I got out of the house the better.

It had been three months since my last talk with Edward. I hoped he was actually letting me go this time. It had been a year now since I had seen him last. I tried not to think about it as the days passed. Another day would go by, another hope gone. I hated thinking about it mainly because I grew further and further away from him. It was like I was stuck in darkness with him, trying to run towards him, but everything pulling me back. When he would try to reach out for me, I would push him away. It was stupid of me, wanting him so badly but pushing him away when he tried to help. I would eventually be consumed the darkness, not even him to help. I looked forward to that day now, just wanting it all to end.

I finally found my shoes and cleared my mind. Jake said I had to take my cell phone with me everywhere, just in case I tried something. I didn't dare disobey. I hadn't seen or heard from Renee in a few days, and I didn't think about going to her house with all the bruises on my face. I dragged myself out side and started walking down the street. I never went anywhere with a population of normal 

people. I wasn't normal. I was nothing but a rag now. I sucked in the blistering heat, treasuring the moments I had.

I knew he was starting to get bored with me. He had said so the other night. He had said that I was getting on his nerves and that he was sick of it. He said that I was so boring, so blank. I didn't show emotion anymore, that is probably why. If I would have known that I would have cut myself off from emotion much earlier. It would have saved myself from some of the pain. I had a feeling though, that it would happen soon. One day he'll go too far when he hits me.

I wrapped my arms around my torso and walked along the abandoned road, alone and hurt. I knew he would kill me one day, and until now I had looked forward to it. Hoping all of the damned pain would just end. But now that I thought about it, I was almost scared. It was brief, and then the hopefulness set in again. I smiled, that had been the only thing I had to hope for now. Death was my hope now. How sad and pitiful is that. I glanced at the clouded sky; it looked like it was going to rain for once. That made me smile even wider, even though I wouldn't be able to dance in it like I did in Forks.

When ever it rained I would sit on the couch and stare out the apartment window. We were basically the only people in the apartments, there was a few of Jake's friends there too. Jake's dad ran the apartments, so we got to live there for almost free. I would normally just gaze out the window and imagine myself dancing around in it. Twirling in circles with Edward laughing. I imagined him catching me in the mall when I had slipped. I imagined him when I thought about dancing in the rain, he would always stand there and laugh while I twirled in circles. HE would eventually run up and catch me around the waist and smiled down at me when I wrapped my arms around his neck. We would just stare at each other with the rain soaking us down. I was so happy. I missed it, I truly did.

I sighed as I walked along, kicking rocks. I wondered what he was doing right this moment, where he was. I hoped he had found someone amazing and was telling them he loved them. Telling them he would never let the m go, never let the cry, never let them hope for death. I hoped he had let me go, forgot about me completely and never thought about me. I hoped he would get married and have a big happy family. I hoped he would tell her everyday, that he loved her more than anything in the world. I wished that girl was me.

I made my way down the dirt road, glancing back to see that I was pretty far from the apartments. I raised my gaze to the sky, hoping it would rain while I had my freedom. Then I could at least have that before it ended. I knew it would end soon. I kept walking and thinking. I stared at the dirt below me with my arms still wrapped around myself. I had to hold myself together. Suddenly my cell phone went off; I pulled it out and flipped it open without thinking to check the caller ID.

"H-hello," my voice broke. "We're leaving Bella. Come home and pack your shit," Jake raised his voice a little. I gulped and said good bye, turning around and walking faster back towards the apartment. I gulped as I thought about why we were leaving. Where was he taking me? I started into a jog, and then as the thoughts of him ending it tonight hit me, I started running. I didn't look around, I only looked forward. The pain in my heart pumped into my blood stream and I found myself filled with fright. I pushed my legs harder. I wasn't ready to die, but yet I was. I ran though, not caring.



It was stupid to be afraid. I had been wishing for this for months now, and god had finally graced me with at least this. I knew I would never be able to see him again, and now that was the only thing filling me with fright. I didn't want my last memory to be of me saying goodbye. I didn't want us to end like that. I scuffed, we never were 'us', I hadn't let us be 'us'. I had been too afraid to let him and I be 'us'. I was afraid that I would have to hurt him in order to protect him. I stopped to take a breath, glancing gat the sky.

I was almost to the apartments, and the fear grew with the joy. It was going to end tonight. He was going to do it tonight. He was bored with me, and now he would kill me. The sky was covered in clouds, they flashed with light and small surges of rumbling spiked in the distance. It was going to rain, there was a storm coming. I shook my head, if only it had come earlier.

After a few moments of catching my breath I started running again, I didn't want to push myself too hard. I told myself I wasn't going to cry though. When Jake would do it, I wouldn't cry or call out. I would have to accept it. But still, even now, I couldn't help but think of him. I imagined myself holding his cheeks in the rain, and locking his lips to mine. I quickly lost the fantasy in the distance when my cell phone went off again. I didn't glance at the caller ID to see who it was, I already knew.

"Bella, where the hell are you?" he sounded annoyed. I smiled and slowed to a jog. "I'm sorry, I went a little too far but I'm almost there," he went on ranting for a moment but eventually hung up on me. I shut my phone and sighed, speeding up again. I thought about him as I ran to my death. I had so many memories, but his face melted my heart even now.

I thought about dancing in the rain with him. I thought about sitting on his lap while Emmet and Jasper played video games. I smiled at all the memories passing past me. I would miss him. I knew I couldn't have him as mine though, but I would always be his, whether he knew it of not. He was the only one who could have me. I knew then, that I would never find anyone better than him. It was my fault that he was gone now. I smiled and shook my head. I didn't regret it. I would have been even more miserable if he had fallen in love with me. Knowing I had broke him by leaving; that would have been true torture.

I finally raced up to the apartment and took a deep breath before opening the door. He stood leaning against the hallway wall, his arms crossed across his chest, his eyes locking on me and glaring. The lightning had increased suddenly, and the room flashed with light, thunder boomed and I felt the fear, the joy, all emotion stop cold in my veins. He wasn't going to go easy on me, no. He would torture me until he got me to scream, to cry. I gulped, his eyes flashed with anger and he was suddenly in front of me, thunder booming again.

His hand met my neck, pushing me against the wall. "You're pitiful Bella, just plain pitiful," he snarled. I turned my head to the side, trying to not look into his dark, cold eyes. He shoved me harder against the wall. I started to struggle for air; my head screamed at me that it was a mistake. I gasped for the oxygen, but he only compressed me throat harder. He smiled and continued, "No one is going to miss you Bella, no one. Not even Renee. I'll make it look like you got into a car accident in the rain, the steering wheel just, went of control," he smiled, laughing at me as I fought to breathe. I didn't fight his 

hand, but tightened my hands into fists and crushed them into my sides. He wasn't going to make this short and to the point, it would be painful and long.

I was almost afraid. The lightning flashed again, and a loud boom went off. I could hear the rain beating against the window. I choked and the air finally reached my lungs. He slammed me against the wall releasing my neck but gripping my arm tightly and flinging the door open. He dragged me through the rain towards the truck. I cupped my hand around my neck, still trying to get the air to my lungs. He threw me into the back seat and slammed the door. I didn't both buckling up, it was pointless. He climbed into the driver's seat and laughed, glaring at me through the rear view mirror.

The drive was more quick than I had thought. He had brought me to a small few acres of trees. I mentally laughed; they must be the only trees in this desert of Phoenix. He would chase me into the trees, torture me to death, and then set it up like I wrecked the car. Wow.

He climbed out into the rain. It seemed to happen in slow motion from then on, everything nothing but a blur. He slung open the door, ripping me out of the car and dragging me through the icy rain. I was surprised it was so cold, not like a normal Phoenix down pour. It seemed more like Forks. I smiled at the thought, which pissed him off more. He dragged me into the forest, the rain still pouring down on us. I knew I was probably letting my imagination get ahead of me. I was probably making my body think that the rain was icy and cold like in Forks. I wouldn't be surprised if the forest turned out to be nothing more but open desert.

He threw me to the ground and kicked a puddle at me, it was mostly mud. I wiped the mud from my eyes and spit it out of my mouth. He smiled, laughing as more thunder crackled and the sky flashed with light. I saw the lightning flash down from the clouds. How dramatic this would be. I would die in a thunderstorm in Phoenix with my psycho ex boyfriend.

"Bella, Bella, Bella," he mumbled as more thunder went off. I tensed up as I suddenly felt the fear burning into me. I had no reason to be afraid, but yet I was. I had been hoping for this to happen for months and now the fear sets in? "I can't believe you went off with him, rather than I," he laughed. I narrowed my eyes. "W-what are you talking about?" he raised an eye brow and dropped down to his knees, catching my throat with his grasp again. "The tall guy, with auburn hair. Edward, I think he said his name was. He was at the store today and actually had the guts to come up to me," he chuckled and threw my face into the ground.

"He asked me where you were, said he needed to talk to you. I told him to go get a damned life and that you were gone. You will be gone, after tonight Bells," he smiled. I was still struggling to breath since he continued to choke me into the mud. The trees above me grew blurry, and the rain grew numbing. I felt myself drifting off almost, then he let me go and the air burned down my throat to my lungs. I blinked and everything went back to normal. "Damn it," I muttered. I started to crawl backwards from him, not that I wanted to. He stood there laughing as the thunder went off again and the sky lit up with light. The clouds were dark and black.



"He can't be here, he's in," I shook my head and struggled to drag myself back from him. He took a few steps forward and leaned down, inches from my face. "He can't be here, he let me," I paused and stared up at Jake. His eyes searched my face, he laughed. "Go," I whispered. He laughed and hit the side of my face with his tight fist. I fell to the side into a mud puddle. I wiped my lip with a shaky hand to see blood. "Don't worry about him Bella, I'll take care of him after I'm finished with you," he spat on my leg. I locked my mouth shut and the anger flared inside of me. I blinked in surprise. I looked to the side as my head pounded with pain. Everything was coming back to me.

I choked on the mud in my mouth as I crawled backwards. The pain suddenly intense. I had numbed it all away until now. He had come for me? He had confronted Jake about me? I bit my lip and quickly stopped when the pain beat from my wound. He fell down on top of me, his legs on both sides of me. He smiled down at me; I guessed I had a look of horror on my face. "Does that make you angry Bella? Knowing your boyfriend is going to die after you?" I bit my tongue, I couldn't say anything. It would just make him enjoy this even more. I gulped; this was going to get worse.

He traced his finger down my neck and around my collar bone, smiling deviously. I frowned; he wouldn't do anything like that, would he? I glanced down at myself. I had a tank top and shorts on, great. He laughed. "I'm not that sick and twisted, I had my fun with you already," I looked to the side as the brutal memories leaked across my face. He laughed harder. "Do you remember before, when you left Bella?" I struggled to get away from him, but his legs were locked against mine. "I really didn't miss you. That's why I let you go off for a few months. I was just making sure you didn't forget about what I could do, so I called each and everyday to remind you," I raised my gaze to his eyes. He was sick and twisted.

He slid a knife out of his leather jacket pocket. It gleamed in the lightning light. The thunder reminding me it wasn't a dream. He slowly lowered the knife to my cheek and slid it down my neck with the smallest bit of pressure. I couldn't breath. He laughed as he dragged it a little harder across my throat. "Pitiful little Bella, can't bring herself to even scream," I locked my mouth shut. I knew I was just dragging it out by not screaming and crying for mercy. He wanted me to beg him for my life, to scream with pain and agony. He finally stood up and laughed as more thunder boomed above us. I closed my eyes and was consumed in thought for a few moments. It would end if I gave him what he wanted, he would end it more quickly.

I stumbled to my feet and leaned against one of the trees. He smiled at me as I gasped for air. I had no reason for troubled breathing; perhaps the fear was cutting off the oxygen. "You want me to scream?" I glared at him. He laughed, "I always loved you more when you did," I gulped, sucking in air. I turned, and ran. It took a moment but I soon heard his foot steps behind me. "I'll always find you Bella, no matter what," I fought back the tears. I dodged the trees and jumped over the old logs.

My running idea broke quickly when I tripped and he quickly appeared next to me laughing, he held the knife close to me and I gasped for the air my lungs wanted. He pressed it to my thigh as he pushed me against a tree and laughed harder. He raised the knife to the middle of my chest and dragged 

it slowly down my stomach and to my thigh again. He tilted it to the side, and just as the thunder boomed again, he slit open my leg.

I screamed out in pain and closed my eyes. It stung dramatically, but I fought back the tears. I reminded myself I would only shed tears for Edward, only Edward. He pressed his forehead to mine, "Oh how I miss the screaming and crying," he slid the knife back down and quickly cut down the side of my leg again. I screamed again, the rain beating down on us and the thunder booming. I clenched my teeth together as the tears boiled up. I longed for Edward to hold me now. I wanted him to l hold me and take away all the pain.

Jacob laughed, "Now that's what I'm talking about," he smirked, more thunder adding to the affect. I gasped from the pain that shot up my body. He threw me into the mud again, still smirking deviously. "You want it to end, I can see it," I choked and gagged on the pain that curled in my stomach, making me flinch and twitch. He fell down next to me and pinned me down again. He had one knee in between my legs and the other outside of my leg. He twisted the knife in the air, it gleamed in the moon light as more lightning and thunder set off. He grabbed my right hand and dragged his nose along my veins. I took in a deep breath, the fear hitting me like an atom bomb. I couldn't breath.

He laughed, "Try to enjoy it Bella, I'd hate to be a bad last memory," I opened my mouth trying to suck in air, but the fright had closed off my throat. He licked my wrist and slid the knife lightly across my veins. "Scream," he whispered. I gulped nothing but blood in my mouth. He snarled, "Scream, damn it!" he yelled into my face. "N-never for you, only for him," I muttered in a choked breath. He snarled, slicing the knife on my left thigh again. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I felt the tears boil over and drain down my cheeks. I coughed and started sobbing as he laughed.

"He won't be nearly as fun as you are Bella, but I can torture him with words and a little video," He smirked as I had confused eyes. I wasn't sure how he saw the confusion since the horror was over coming everything else. He nodded towards one of the trees and I saw a video camera set in place, staring down at us. I blinked away the icy rain on my face.

He leaned down closer to my face and snarled a little, "Scream for me Bella, scream," he demanded. I let more tears run down my face with the rain, leaning forward a little. "Scream," he screeched in my face, slicing the knife down my wrist. I screamed louder than I ever had as the pain struck up my arm and extended across my body. The blood leaking all around me. "That's more like it!" he laughed. I coughed and gasped out a few cries, not quiet screams. "Such a shame I had to cut it close, I'm running out of time now," I blinked, the rain blinding me. Thunder boomed and I glanced at my wrist, it was still bleeding, of course, but more dramatically than I had thought.

He smiled, leaning down to me. "I want more," I choked down blood, more tears boiling over. "Bella, don't make this harder than it has to be," I shook my head and leaned up, screaming into his face. I didn't notice I was screaming 'Edward' until I stopped. I fell back into the mud and tried to keep my eyes open. The pain was so much worse now it would haunt me even in death. "Ha, that's great, except one thing," he glared at me. The thunder boomed as he sliced just below my knee on my right leg. He leaned down and whispered. "I'm not Edward," I called out in pain.



He stood up and stared down at me. I sat up coughing up blood. I gasped down at my wrist. My entire arm was red, I glanced up at him. He smirked. I crawled backwards and attempted to turn around, to get away from him. Then a sudden pain stuck across my back and I screamed again. My scream lasted a little longer as the warmth leaked down my back. "Poor, pitiful little Bells," I screamed again as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and kneeled behind me, his head on my shoulder. The knife gleamed in the light and I saw his reflection, he smirked at me, quickly pressing it close to my neck.

"You just wanted someone to love you, truly love you. But no one loves you Bella, no one," he spat, a chuckle in his voice. "No one will miss you. I'll miss playing around with you, really," he laughed. I let the tears stream down my cheeks silently in the rain. I closed my eyes and thought of Edward. I hoped Jacob was right, I hoped he wouldn't miss me or care about me. I sat there, letting it end. I didn't understand why I even fought before, but now I was letting it end. I let the darkness set in on me, until more pain struck along my neck down to my collar bone. I screeched out, falling to my hands and my eyes shooting open.

"Did I say I was done, Bella, you should know better," I shook my head. The blood in my wrist hadn't slowly, and I was feeling the grogginess setting in, my eyes getting heavier. "Edward," I whispered. He swung me around and I laid facing up again. He stood up and walked in circles around me, laughing at me. I lay there, struggling to keep my eyes open. He kneeled down above me, his face opposite of mine and turned my face to the camera. I stared at it with horror, the pain shooting up my body. I flinched and tried to look away but Jake smashed my face into the mud again.

"Say goodbye Bells, you'll never see him again. It's all almost over now," he whispered at first, but had raised his voice by the end of the sentence. I gasped for air and stared at the lens of the camera. It showed the reflection of my face, I looked worse than someone who was dead. Was that even possible? In my case, yes, you could look worse than death.

He finally turned my face to his, laughing. "Goodbye Bella," he whispered as he slid the knife to my throat. I felt the darkness over come me in seconds, the last word I spoke was his name. I wasn't awake long enough to feel the pain of the knife slicing my throat open.

I closed my eyes and smiled a little, his crooked smile flashing my eyes as I died there…

OMG.

That was very intense, I had trouble writing it to tell you the truth.

I hope you guys don't hate me.

You know, about Jacob being a really bad guy in this story.

Sorry...

I'm thinking about deleting htis story because of some of the PM's I've gotten about Jake being a bad guy in this story...

IDK, I'll just have to think about it for now I guess.

Well, please review. Oh and just so you know, this isn't the last chapter.

And to end the misery I probably just sent you into...

Bella doesn't die...