I was sitting alone in this cold hard chamber room thing. The floor was wet,
and I was only in my lingerie as a result of the vicious and disgusting things
this Mike guy had done to me, half of my face was red from being slapped
numerous times when I had asked him to stop, and my face was sticky from the
tears, my feet were freezing as they hang in the water. I was tied up on a
chair with tight ropes that were leaving a burn against my skin. I could hear
Mike screaming at the TV vile things as he watched yet another porn movie.

I closed my eyes, wishing that I could just escape, it had already been 3
days. I heard Mike's loud footsteps coming closer, I heard them stop just
before he unlocked the door and stepped into the room I was now trapped in. As
he opened the door he let in a comforting ray of light, the comforting feeling
faded as Mike neared me, I winced as I knew what was about to come.

"Get up bitch!" He yelled slapping me, he smelt faintly of alcohol. Oh Joy,
he was drunk.

"I can't" I said sounding angry, which was a bad move, he slapped me again
really hard, I blinked back tears.

He took out a sharp looking pocket knife, carelessly hashing at the rope tied
around my hands, and sliced my hands and legs along the way.

"There. Now get up!" He ordered, I obeyed, knowing if I objected more pain
would come. I got up and stood beside him, he put his arm around the small of
my back, before lowering it, and giving my ass a tight squeeze, I winced
again, how vile.

He towed me into his overly used 'spare room' the beds were filthy with
dried sperm on the sheets, luckily for me, he decided to put protection on, he
dragged me onto the bed, pushed me down and lay on top of me attacking me with
disgusting kisses leading down my neck. He stopped at my breasts and ripped
open my bra and started nibbling at my boobs, DISGUSTING!

His hands moved down below and reached under my lingerie, and felt around, I
squirmed trying to break free, which caused him to put all his massive weight
down on me.

Finally he got tired and pushed me off the bed, before collapsing on the
spare bed snoring loudly, I fixed my lingerie so it was actually covering up,
and ran into his bedroom. I searched around quietly for my clothes, I found
them and put them on.

Luckily for me Mike had forgotten anything about me having a mobile. I
carefully turned it on, and dialed Emmett's number as I didn't know Edwards.

"Hey Bella. Where have you been, everyone's been worried sick!" Emmett
exclaimed relief and worry clear in his voice.

"Emmett, help me, I'm trapped in this house by this vile Mike Newton guy!" I
whispered frantically.

"We'll find you Bella" His voice sounded angry.

"Hurry!" I said before hanging up. I stood near the front door, leaning on
the wall facing it, and collapsed, I fell back, crying out, trying to be
quiet.

I don't know how long had passed before Emmett and Edward burst through the
door, followed by a tall muscular blonde guy, who looked like he was in pain
or something. Relief washed over Edward's, Emmett's, and the blonde guys
face.

"Bella!" Edward sighed and rushed over to me.

"What did he do to you" He asked sounding angry looking at the tears tat were
streaming down my face, I couldn't answer I looked at them all blankly.

"Bella!" Edward murmured sounding worried. I just blinked as the tears kept
flowing.

"Bella, this is Jasper, our brother, we have come to help you." Emmett said
slowly, pointing the blonde who stood awkwardly next to him.

"Where is Mike?" Edward asked shaking my shoulders frantically.

I winced at his names, I think Edward must have noticed.

"Don't worry Bella, we will get him!" He assured me.

Emmett scooped me up, and ran with me surprisingly fast out the door. Edward
and this Jasper guy ran over to some room together.

I hoped they locked Mike up for life. He was a vile horrible man.

We were outside, and Emmett was shaking my shoulders, but I was staring
blankly out off into space. Letting the tears fall down my red cheeks.

"Bella!" Emmett urged me, and slapped me in an attempt to snap me out of it.
It worked and I looked at him, shocked, hurt and scared, I winced, shrank way
from him, letting louder more terrified sobs fall freely, he had just brought
back horrible memories of Mike in the spare room, Was Emmett going to be the
same, I shot fearful glances at Emmett who looked sorry, and guilty.

"Sorry, Bella I -I.."

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