Hey! I know I'm late, and I haven't been updating. I'm really sorry, but school is over now for the summer, so I'm gonna aim for weekly updates! Forgive me!

Recap: Edward and Bella are in the same Biology class and are assigned lap partners for a project.

After deciding to work at Edward's house, she quickly leaves after class…

BPOV

I shot out of there like a bat out of hell and rushed to my locker, and quickly shoved my school stuff in my locker haphazardly.

I couldn't get Edward out of mind. It was driving me crazy. I had enough problems in my life, than adding an irritating high school crush to the mix.

Wait, was this what this was? Was I attracted to Edward?

Don't be a moron Bella. You don't like him at all, he's just bothersome.

Then again, he did introduce himself to you today, and he didn't blow you off after sitting with Rosalie and her crew of assholes.

I should have been creeped out that he stared at me all period, but under his gaze, I felt sore of… well safe. That sounds crazy, but I really felt secure, and protected. I really hope he didn't notice my wrist, when the arm of my hoody dropped. I'm normally really careful, I don't know why I let my guard down. He didn't seem to notice, at least I don't think he did.

I groaned internally, at the inner-battle inside of me. I decided to ignore the incessant arguments currently playing in my head, as I made a bee-line for the school entrance. I was out of this hell hole in no time, and made my way into the woods towards home.

Ha! Home. Who the fuck was I kidding.

"Shut up," I moaned and trudged towards my house a.k.a. purgatory a.k.a. torture chambers.

When the fuck did I get so melodramatic? God, what's got into me?

I walked the rest of the way home in a foul mood, continuously tripping over fallen branches, up-lifted roots, and my own feet, landing on my face more than once.

The sight of my front porch did not fill me with the small relief that kids usually achieve after a long work. It filled me with dread. Sickening, heavy dread that churned my stomach and caused my hands to shake uncontrollably. I should be used to it by now. You would think wouldn't you?

The sight of James' car didn't do anything for my mood and I hesitantly walked to my front door, ready to shoot up the stairs to my room (if you could really call it that) and bolt my door.

The door creaked open and I cringed.

The mumblings from the television sounded distant in the vacant hall.

I tiptoed my way across the hall, and as I made it to the bottom of the stairs, with a wary yet victorious smile on my face, I heard the voice that brought a chill down on my spines and goose-bumps on my arms.

"Oh Bella," he sang sweetly, that caused me to convulse in fear. "Where do you think you're going? Come see your favourite guy in the whole world." Disgusting bile rose in my throat at his words and I swallowed it down, wincing.

I retreated back the way, and slowly turned to face the sinister smiling face of my persistent attacker.

I stared into his cold, sinister eyes, revealing to me what was to come.

"Come closer. Let me see your pretty face." I heard a light giggle behind me, and turned to see Victoria teeter in with a giddy smile on her face, and a cooled bottle of white wine. I peered at the sofa as she flopped herself down, and saw two empty bottles of the same poison. I strained to not roll my eyes. She was never not drunk.

"Hey fuck-face!" I blinked, and looked back to James. He fixed me with a cool gaze; no longer interested in keeping up the pretences. I glared back at him, not backing down.

He sneered at me as Victoria continued to giggle like a petulant child.

He stood up, and stalked towards me, the predator and the prey. He towered over me, and all I could do was cower and takes a few steps backwards. This turned out to be a mistake on my part as he now had me backed against a wall, and so he placed his hands on either side of my head. This was strange; he had never done anything like this. He bent his head forward, and skimmed his nose along my neck. I whimpered and shivered uncontrollably, but not from lust, but disgust. He chuckled darkly, and pushed a fallen strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Isabella," he whispered seductively, and raised his head, looking into my eyes. That one word struck more fear into me than anything I had ever been through at the hands of James. His hands slowly travelled down my arms, and back up again.

"God, James, just get it over with already" Victoria slurred from behind James. "I'm horny and I want you to come fuck me!" she continued.

James rolled his eyes, and then stared back at me, with an evil glint in his eyes. "You know what, babe? You're right. I'm bored with her already," he finished and ground his growing erection into me. I forced myself not to throw up.

He backed up, still staring at me, and before I could process what was happening he back handed me across the jaw. The force of his hand and the surprise combined forced me to tumble to the ground. I could taste the blood in my mouth, and stared at him in disgust. He looked down at me indifferently, and then boot clad foot collided with my stomach. I cried out in pain, and I heard a dark laugh from above me.

Victoria giggled gleefully, and I watched as James smiled smugly in her direction. She winked and licked her lips seductively, and I gagged. She really was pathetic. James turned back to me, and grabbed my head with his beefy hand, lifted it, and brought it down to the floor forcefully.

I whimpered in pain and as I heard Victoria scream excitedly, I fell into the dark abyss willingly.

My eyes slowly blinked open, and I was in utter darkness. It took me a moment to remember where I was, and the memory brought the blinding headache to my attention. I sighed heavily, and shakily stood up. I felt a pain in my ribs as I stood to my full height. I lifted up my hoody and saw a large bruise cover my left side. Thankfully though, nothing seemed to be broken.

I warily made my way to the stairs, and slowly, one-by-one walked up the steps. As I came to the top of the stairs I heard the sounds of James and Victoria fucking.

Fuck me, I can never catch a break.

My room was at the end of the long hall, and as hard as I tried I couldn't block out the sounds of Victoria moaning in ecstasy.

"Yeah, James… baby, fuck me harder! Ung, fuck, I love your big cock baby! Fuck me! Fuck me with your massive cock! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she continued, and I heard the distinct sounds of the bed hitting the wall.

"Fuck, babe, so tight, feels so fucking good. Fuck!" James too shouted.

I finally made it to my bedroom, and collapsed against the door once inside. Their voices and moans, were only muffled but I was thankful.

I quickly locked my door (I never understood why he put a lock on my door, but I was glad), and walked to my bed, falling into a deep dreamless sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

So, that's it. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Again I am so sorry for the wait.

Well, some James in it for you. I get that the bit with Victoria and James is a bit heavy, but I just wanted you to get a sense of who the characters are: madly in love with one another, and hate everything about Bella.

Well, enjoy!