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Oh and I for got to do this last chapter... DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters :*(

BELLA POV

When I was little I used to have nightmares about being kidnapped by big, smelly men who would take me while I was playing on the monkey bars. No one could hear me screaming as one of them held his large hand over my mouth and carried me away. Then I watched as the years would pass quickly while I was still held captive. I would wake up screaming when I realized I never got to see my family again.

I couldn't stop myself from thinking that maybe this was all a dream. Maybe Jacob was not a complete moron. But when days pass and I'm still chained to a bedpost, it was beginning to seem real.

I know what you are thinking; your dad is the chief of police, why don't you give him a call? It's simple; my dad was the one who suggested for me to be kidnapped. It's the perfect plan. No one would ever suspect the chief of police to be behind the abduction of his own daughter. I had called him on my cell phone right away for him to come rescue me. I have to admit he put on a pretty good show with all the screaming he did, but eventually he caved. Then he tried to sell me the classic 'it's for your own good'. Trust me, if I had not been tied up still, I would have massacred them all and left no evidence.

Next came the realization that it was completely up to me to escape because there was no one I could call for help. I tried flattery, annoying the hell out of them, stealing the key (not even close), breaking the chain, and even attempting to flee on foot (I had been allowed to use the bathroom and slipped out the window. But it's not exactly easy to outrun an angry werewolf).

Now I am on my final attempt that I am positive will succeed. I am on a hunger strike, and I think it is working.

"Bells, you have to eat," Jacob said sadly.

"No."

"Bella-"

"No."

"You are going to kill yourself," he said angrily.

"Then I guess I will, and it will be all your fault," I hissed without looking at him. He sat there quietly for a minute before storming out of the room. I slow smile spread across my face as I thought about the sweet freedom I would be enjoying soon. I grabbed the remote off the nightstand beside the bed and began flipping through the channels. I stopped on the National Geographic when I saw The Dog Whisperer was on; that was always an interesting show. The episode where the singer from the Broadway musical Wicked (Not Idina Menzel) had a problem with her little yorkie's constant yapping.

"Oh Bella..."" a voice called. I heard mumbling so I turned off the T.V. and listened. "We have something for you!" I swallowed hard when I finally caught a whiff of heavenly spaghetti, my favorite food. The door flew open and Emily came in carrying a large bowl it, followed by Jacob, Quil, Jared, Sam, and Charlie.

"No..." I said hopelessly. "Please don't do this."

"Bella, are you going to eat this willingly, or are we going to have to do this the hard way?" Charlie asked. I backed as far into the corner as I could get, shaking my head mechanically.

"I am not eating that."

"Bells, we really don't want to force feed you," Quil said, sounding very unconvincing.

"Well don't. Just turn around and walk out of the room. Better yet, unchain me and let me go free!" I screamed, on the verge of tears.

"You know we cant do that, Bella," Sam said with a pointed look. "Now we are going to give you one more chance, eat this willingly, or we will make you eat it." Tears rolled down my cheek as I stepped towards the steaming bowl. "Thats right, Bella. You can do it. You know you want to," Sam said encouragingly. When I was standing in front of Emily I gently grabbed the bowl out of her hands. I stared at it a moment before tossing it to the ground. It landed upside down so all of its contents came spilling out.

"Bella!" Jacob yelled as he angrily picked up the messy noodles. "Why do you have to be so damn difficult?" I sweetly smiled up at him as he huffed in annoyance. "Alright, you asked for it. Come on guys, time to prepare for round two," he said as he stomped out of the room. Quil and Jared were laughing and Emily and Sam looked at me sadly before they all piled out of the room.

I heard a loud racket in the kitchen and I fidgeted nervously in my seat. You never messed with Jacob unless you planned on enduring the consequences because Jacob always got even. Always.

The door swung open and Jacob stood staring at me with a look of pure determination. An evil smile spread across his tawny face as he said, "Alright Bella, one more chance. Surrender or I will force this down your throat."

"Never," I whispered. His eyes gleamed and he sighed loudly.

"Such a pity. Open wide Bella." He launched himself at me and somehow managed not to spill the spaghetti everywhere in the process. He shoved his over sized hand into the bowl and took a large handful of noodles out while still wrestling with me. I managed to turn my body towards the floor so I was practically eating the carpet, but Jacob was unable to get the food anywhere near my mouth. "Bella, stop being a pest and eat the damn food! Good lord!" he yelled through loud grunts. "Guys! A little help here!" I heard thundering footsteps and I was suddenly being lifted onto the bed by many different pairs of hands.

"Let me go!" I yelled while thrashing violently.

"OK!" They answered in unison and I was tossed onto the bed face-down. They roughly tuned me over and each held down a limb. I tried to wiggle out of their grasp, but my efforts were in vain. I was never going to go free.

"Open her mouth, please," Jacob said sweetly. My mouth was forced open by a distressed looking Emily. "You better not breathe or you'll choke," Jake said triumphantly and he shoved a fork full of noodles into my mouth. I decided I better give up and chewed willingly and swallowed. The food was now cold, but I could care less. I had been on this hunger strike for a few days now. and I had been ravaging. I finished the entire bowl and Jacob looked satisfied. "There. See? That wasn't so hard." He patted my back and grabbed the bowl off the table to walk out.

"Oh Jake..." I said smiling. He turned on his heel to look at me.

"Yes, beautiful Bella?" I gulped hard; I was not going to enjoy this. I continued to smile at him before I quickly shoved my finger down my throat. Bile rose up in my throat and came bursting out of my mouth and onto the carpet. "GODDAMNIT, BELLA!!!" Jacob screeched.

Emily ran in with a rag and carpet cleaner in her hands. I felt bad that I had had to do that to her, but it was the only option I had left.

"Bella, why are you doing this?" Emily asked in a helpless voice.

"Because this is the only way he will let me go. He said himself he only wants to keep me safe, but if by holding me hostage he is hurting me, then he is not very true to his word." She cleaned in silence and then left the room without another word.

I was left in peace for the rest of the day. I heard angry whispers beyond my door, but that was all I got out of them. I went to bed and that was that. When I woke up I tried to get up, but found it impossible. Jacob was sitting in a chair next to me laughing hysterically.

"If this is what it takes to make you eat, Bella, then I say bring it on," he said as he reached for a plate of eggs. He new I hated eggs with a passion and I suspected he was doing this as a punishment.

"Jake!" I screamed before a spoonful of eggs was shoved in my mouth.

"Thats right, Bella. Eat up. I know how much you love eggs." I screamed loudly in hopes that someone would come to my rescue, but Jake took it as an opportunity to shovel more disgusting eggs in. After a while I became silent and succumbed to my hunger.

When I finally forced down the last bite of cooked, unborn baby chicken, Jake relaxed in his seat and smiled defiantly. "See? That wasn't so hard." I glared up at him.

"You are such an ass."

"Hey! Watch your language," he said as he continued to smirk. I wanted to smack that smirk right off his face, but I was still chained to the bed.

"Can you please unchain me now?" I pleaded.

"Nope. Not until your food is fully digested and there is no possibility of you throwing it back up."

"What am I supposed to do in the meantime?" I yelled.

"Well, we can watch a movie. Any requests?"

"The Notebook," I said quickly.

"No."

"Listen, bub! You kidnapped me on my wedding day, chained me to an extremely uncomfortable bed, and just force-fed me my least favorite breakfast food! I think it would only be fair if you made some sacrifices to!" I screamed hysterically.

"OK, OK. We will watch The Notebook."

After about a half hour of watching the chick flick, Jacob fell asleep. I rang for Emily and convinced her to unchain my body so I could finally use the bathroom and stretch for a bit.

"You promise you won't try to escape?" Emily asked cautiously, holding the key to my ankle chain.

"You have my word," I said as I locked eyes with her. She stared for a moment before nodding and unlocked the metal bracelet. I took the opportunity to take a hot shower and then ate some lunch with Emily outdoors. It was actually sunny today and she didn't want me to miss the chance to get some sun.

"So, how are the Cullen's handling this little scandal?" I asked with a chuckle.

"They are not too happy. That day, Edward was so mad he almost crossed the boarder. It took all of them to restrain him."

"Oh god," I sighed. "Please, if something happens and he gets across, you have got to tell Sam that they cannot harm them. If I were to be responsible for something like that..." I broke off into a sob.

"I know, sweetie," she said soothingly. "We have discussed the matter. They won't touch them unless they try to take you."

"Thats not fair though! You and I both know that they will!"

"I know. But there is nothing I can do to ease the situation. They have to protect you at all costs and they will do what is necessary."

"This is ridiculous!" I roared. "Why can't you people understand that I don't need your protection. The Cullen's will not hurt me! You just made everything worse!" I stood up and stormed to my room. "Jacob!" I yelled. He shot out of his seat.

"What the hell, Bella!"

"Get out!" I said as I shoved his large body out the door and locked it. I dove onto my bed and lay there face down when I heard a faint vibrating beneath my bed. My phone! I rolled off and felt around under the bed. My hand found it and I eagerly brought it to my ear.

"Hello?" I whispered.

Oh, I wonder who it is? Haha. Guess right and I will give you a preview! (Hint: it's most likely not who you think it is!) I once again do not send this chapter to my beta, but I did quickly look through it. It wasn't thorough though so there were probably mistakes. Sorry :/ Well, please review! It really does make my day so much better!

And by the way, MERRY (late) CHRISTMAS! I hope it was filled with great memories and family!

~Jennifer Faith