Two Worlds!!!

We had almost reached our state room. Ben was pulling me forcefully by my arm. He was walking faster by what seemed like the second. I would try to catch up but that would only make him walk faster. I knew for a fact that tomorrow I would be wearing a dress with long sleves to cover the bruises. I didn' even want to think about the things he would do to me once we were actually in the stateroom, which we were standing outside of now.

He struggled with the key looking back behind us to make sure no one was behind us to ear all the yelling. Of course it would all be coming from Ben. The last time I had tried to even say something, he straggled me. Of course it wasn't that bad compared to the other horrific things he had done to me.

He finally managed to get the door open. He grabbed me by the back of the neck and practicaly threw me into the room.

He put the key down and then turned to look at me with a sick expression on his face. He looked so mad that I was wondering when smoke was going to come out of his ears.

He looked at the bed and told me to sit down. I took a minute to get my thoughts together. He pushed me down on the bed. I heard my shoulder crack, which, personally, I didn't know was possible.

"Bella,Bella, Bella..." He smiled the sick smile he always did. "When will you learn?" He said this in a tone that sounded like sarcasm. I, however, knew him too well. He charged towards me. He leaned down towards me and started to scream at me like I was a little child.

"Bella learn to behave like an adult and I will treat you like one." He picked me up by my arm bending it in ways that was not supposed to bend. He, all in one movement, turned me around and slammed me into the wall.

I hit the wall and then the floor. He grabbed my arm again, which was starting to become numb, and pinned me up against the wall. He was holding me up by my neck so that my feet were almost off the floor.

"Bella I don't plan on being married to a child, and I also don't plan on you seeing other men." He paused as his voice grew slightly fainter. I was starting to see spots of all different colors from being without oxygen for so long.

"Bella,do you understand me?!" He slammed my head in to the wall.

Everything went black as he continued to yell at me and his voice faded out almost in silence. Well this was another way to make the chain stop I suppose. I was sure I was going to die. Then I heard one last yell in my ear and my body was thrown onto the floor. I was so thankful to be able to breath. I heard the door slam, and then nothing but silence. I crawled into the bathroom and finally had the strength to stand again. I changed into a nightgown and laid down in my bed.

I cried to myself as I wondered where Ben was, and where Edward was for that matter. I don't know why after only talking to him for a few minutes , but I felt like I had known him my whole life. I thought about his perfect face until I had finally stopped crying, my eyelids grew heavier and darkness came over me.

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It was around 2:00 a.m. I was sleeping when I felt cold air come though the window. I looked and it didn't look like it was open. I ignored it and tried to go back to sleep. I was just dozing off when I thought I heard rustling in the corner opposite my bed. I,again, looked up. I was shocked to see a man standing at the end of my bed. I would have screamed but he didn't look intimidating. I instead turned my lamp on. I looked again and didn't see him this time. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I looked around the room and Ben wasn't there. I turned on my side and tried to go back to sleep. I had a pain in my neck and I couldn't ignore it. I went to the bathroom to look and see the damage Ben had done to me.

I was actually excpecting worse. I had brusies on both arms, and one on my leg from where he had thrown me on the floor. I had a bump on the back of my head from being slammed into the wall I don't know how many times. I turned my head again and my neck cracked. I grabbed my mirror to look at the back of my neck, and I was sick to my stomach when I finally got a good view of it. My neck was black and blue and at least two times it's normal size. I knew that meant I would have to pick my dresses very carefully for at least the next two weeks. I would just have to ignore it and go to bed. I crawled back into bed and drifted away again.

That was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.