EPOV
Tick Tock Tick Tock.......the endless cycle of that god dammed clock. Its been three days now, im readying myself to see Bella. Shes awake and on the bed curled a ball. Her ipod plugged in her ears. She has called out a few times, feebly for Charlie. I wonder why she calls him Charlie??? Thats one of the many answers il get when I talk to her. These last three days have been hell, iv tried and begged father to let me see her, just talk to her but everytime I got the same response-
"Wait son, let her settle in her new home"
Eugh that response drives me crazy! I know its only fair, it must be terrible for her right now but im entirely selfish and I want to see her now! Just to see her, let her know im here and shes safe. She must be terrified. I hate myself for doing this but I want her, no i need her. See even nowfilled with thoughts of her. My entire being consumed by her.
My father and mother are muttering in the corner, glancing at me with concerned expressions. I can imagine what I look like, gazing at the screen and clock constantly, fingers tapping and sulking like a toddler. But im too impatient to care, I can laugh about this later. I see them leave the room,thank the lord they wereriving me crazy with their muttering.....and I want alone time with bella.
Her laying on my bed makes me hard but her hands layingon her chest tapping out the beat to her ipod....urghh. I wish those were myhands, they will be eventually, but right now my hands are itching to cup thse peky breats. Id squeeze them and kiss them and caress them in every way....and she would moan and become so wet I couldsmell her arusal, her hands would grip my hardness and rub until we're both moaning, suspended in our passion. We'd be rolling around together and she'd rub faster and harder and moan my name and....and...... "urrrghh Bella!!!!!" I exloded over my shirt and panted while looking at the screen. After momentarily feeling a smile flit across my face I felt disgusted with myelf!! Here I am so low and perverted that I get off looking at her listening to music! I quickly wiped away my come and sorted myself out. I can feel my face get red as my father and mother walk into the room. They both had a serious expression on ther faces I thought they might have witnessed my erm shameful moments but then I looked at the clock and m eart leapt. Its time!!!!
BPOV
Three sleeps. So im guessing iv been here three days. This would be slightly bearable if I knew why. Why am I here? Why me? Those are the questions im going to ask the arse whos keeping me here. Everytime I go to sleep there isfresh food and clothes. I check myslf in the morning tocheck my clothes are still on my bod and I havent beenviolated. I will not losse my virginity in a sleepy rape attack. Il go down fighting if that happens. I cn feel my eyes welling up as I think this through and I roughly shake my head. I refuse to break downand cry. I must be strong and not show weakness. Il be strong for Charlie and for me.
Charlie must be so worried. Im sure he must be looking for me. Cant he trace my cell phone? Or go to themeadow and find forensic evidence? Ha! Forensic evidence in Fols. I cant belive I actually thought of that! I must be going mad, laughing in a situation like this, but I suppose if you cant see anything worth living and laughing for then there is no point. And I refuse to get to that state! So Charlie will be looking for me, with Folks fuzz style. Snifferdogs, teams of hikers, the La Push gang chipping in.
The La Push people. Oh I miss them! Staying here has taught me something at least – iwas so shallow before. Thinking eeverything was boring and living just to see a meadow and a creek!! How stupid was I, itssort of ironic. The place that I lived for may cause my death. But if, no when I get out of here I will run up to Charlie and give him a hug. That thought surprised me, me and Charlie hug??? Well if kidnap makes us closer then I supose there is a bright side to this. Ha that makes me laugh. My kidnappers must think im crazy -me laughing at nothing just giggling on the bed. Well I suppose that might make them leave me alone or dam tie me up......no dont think of those thoughts. Back to my original thought, appreciation of my old life. Charlie, La Push and Jake. Jake and I! As soon as im free we'll be as thick as theives as before, just us, like when we were little. I cant believe iv ignored him and neglected him thse past feweeks. Whn we were little he was mt best friend and still is. He still is I hope. Will Jake be looking for me now? Or has my neglect driven him away? I hope to God thats not true. I hope to God.....please.
I turn my ipod up to drown out these thoughts, arhhh much better - "Why do you build me up, buttercup baby, just to mess me around............" I feel my self miming to the lyrics and I smile to myself, feel good music, thank god for it. What would I do without my ipod? Oh yeah id be alone and nothing....no listen to the song Bella forget about that....just listen "But I love you still I need you, more than anything darling".......AS imine along im aware of thedoor handle turn out of the corner of my eye.I rip my ear phones out and stand beside the bed to face my kidnapper. Im ready to launch myself at them and fight my way out. As my kidnapper steps into the room my resolve fails and im in shock. I feel my face whiten and my eyes pop. I know him.
"Edward" I ask quitely as he looks into my eyes with intensity that scares me "why?"
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