An: Thank you all for the reviews. I also wanna thank someone. I do not know who it was; for it was anonymous but...it was a very good review.

So, to: 'From Experience'

I just wanna thank you for constructive criticism. I love that you told me, what I should change. You didn't offend me at all. Your review made me smile, a lot. And it made me think, that you're completely right. So as of now, I will not request a certain amount of reviews. If my readers wanna review, they will do it.

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~Samantha~

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Chapter 5

(The day Bella Arrives! - It starts off, when Bella first arrived. When Edward Sr., gives her the blue night gown...and it continues off from that. Enjoy!)

Edwards POV

I can't feel. The only time I seem to feel is when I was being punished. 'I deserved it' is all he would say, but I don't understand how. He claims it was my fault mom died; yeah well that's fuckin bullshit. I turned as easily as I could onto my back. The unleveled cement floor seemed to be rubbing my skin raw causing and unruly pain to envelope me. I let out a strangled sob. Why couldn't I just die? I asked myself that question a lot. I lay still looking at the basement ceiling. Dark, leaky, cold, lonely. That's all this horrid place was; just fucking hell.

Someone was here. No I mean not just him, but someone else. Get out of here! I screamed mentally warning them.

"Here, this color should look marvelous on you my dear. Go put it on in the bathroom, and then come show me what it looks like" Sir, said but it came out muffled through the cement plastered walls. Then it went silent. I could hear the talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Uh goodnight sir" a beautiful voice said. My ears strained to catch more. It was a girl! And she's staying here! No! I wanted to do something. I wanted to kill that bastard, who's known as my father; yeah right. But I was too weak. I have no water or food down here. Last time I was fed or had some water was… Shit, who the fuck knows. I sure as hell don't.

** Later that night (Midnight, when Bella supposedly was sneaking out) **

I heard a creek. It was little but my ears caught it perfectly. I lifted my head, to see if there was any movement outside the door; but it caused a sharp pain to shock through me, down my spine. I let out a loud whimper. Footsteps. I slapped my hand over my mouth. What if it's Sir? Shit I'm such a coward. I fixated myself back onto my side. Fuck that hurts!

"Mm, Unng!" I let out. The footsteps got closer and closer. I could feel my whole body tighten.

"Hello? ... Anyone in there?" the sweet voice I heard from earlier said through the door. I didn't answer. I wanted to yell 'Run, get out of here!' but my voice didn't wanna work. The only word, that seemed to come out, was 'Please' when Sir was near, nothing else. I prayed she would run, to be able to make that choice for herself. But there was a light knock at the door, indicating...she hasn't heard my silent warning. Well no shit Sherlock. You didn't announce it verbally! My inner mind yelled.

"Is someone in there?" The angel asked. Come one Edward; say something! But nothing came from my mouth.

"Elizabeth!" I cringed. I knew that voice, and it wasn't the angel's voice.

"What are you doing!?" He said shouted. I shifted, so I could ease myself up; so my back pressed against the wall.

"Sir, I heard a noise from in there" she said, shock and nervousness evident in her voice.

Not one sound was made, but then I heard shuffling.

"Ow!" She cried out. He had hurt her. My hands balled up into fists. He could hurt me and my pride, but not a woman. No, not another one.

"Did I give you permission to get out of bed!?" He yelled. It was silent, so I assumed she shook her head.

"Then. Why. Are. You. Out. Of. Bed!?" he demanded each word separate.

"Sir I already told you-" Oh. No! A loud slapping sound echoed. I flinched. Yup I am a fucking coward. I couldn't even get up off this cold ass floor. I couldn't even defend the girl, shit I couldn't even defend myself. She let out a little scream. I saw red.

"Don't you ever talk back to me Elizabeth!" He shouted, the girl gasped. Elizabeth?

"P-please sir" she pleaded with shakiness in her voice. Ah, I knew that plea, very well.

"I-I'm sorry my love. I promised I wouldn't hit you anymore!" his voice softer, and more sincere. I was so confused. Elizabeth? My Love? It didn't make sense.

"Please forgive me, my sweet Elizabeth" he somewhat begged. Then it went silent.

"Elizabeth?" He asked.

"It's not Elizabeth!" The girls' voice sounded so angry, so fierce. There was a loud thud, against the north wall; my wall.

"Yes it is!"

"Kiss me my love!"

I heard a whimper, and struggling.

"Stop…" the girls voice came out panicked and muffled with a huge gasp of air.

"Oh how I missed kissing you. It's gonna be even better when I get to be inside you!" He proclaimed. And at that very second, I'm pretty sure I stopped breathing. Her panicked shriek caused me to catch my breath.

"Elizabeth don't you run from your husband!" He yelled, his heavy footsteps following her light, soft ones. I was panicking, but became relieved when I heard a door slam loudly. Please let that be her door.

~**5 minutes later**~

All I heard was screaming; his screaming. He was directing it at the girl; Elizabeth he called her. I'll stick to 'the girl'.

"Elizabeth open this door now!" He shouted out the demand, followed by a huge thud. He laughed evilly.

"Silly girl I can hear you. So stop fucking hiding!" He yelled again, followed with three more thuds. I flinched with each one. With one last loud thud, I'm assuming the bedroom swung open, because it banged against the wall.

Silence.

I couldn't hear what they were saying. I inched closer, to the door. I know this won't end well.

Just then I heard the chains being unlocked. My eyes widened, and my breath became labored. The door opened slowly. It was him. I watched him curiously, as he walked over to the lock cabinets. He looked behind him, to look at me. He smiled wickedly, came up to me, and kicked me in the stomach. I let out a loud yelp.

"Shut the fuck up Edward, before Elizabeth hears you!" he seethed. I grew confused. Did he mean mom; Elizabeth, or this girl; Elizabeth?

"Mom?" I asked. He chuckled darkly.

"She didn't save you then. She isn't gonna save you now" he spat out. I cringed. And he seemed to enjoy this reaction; because he went to kick me once more. I tensed up.

"P-Please…" I pleaded. He stopped.

"Shut the fuck up!" he cursed as he bent over, took my head and smashed it into the wall; causing me to let out a sharp cry.

"That's what you fuckin get. Now shut your worthless ass up, I didn't come down here for you…" He said leaving me against the wall. He looked ready to kill as he walked out of the basement.

"Why are you crying?" He asked as soon as the door was all locked up again. I grabbed my head, and sobbed silently. I thought, 'The girl was crying? Oh no, angels are not supposed to cry!' Soon darkness over took me.

An: So this was basically a filler chapter from Edward's POV. Cause the whole time, he was a little behind. Now he's caught up. The very last line, I used from my friend on here -edwardaddict17- read her stories; they fuckin rock! Anyways hope I didn't disappoint with this chapter. Review!!(:

~Samantha~