A/N chapter 3 …..here it is! ENJOY!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, and if I did, Edward would be mine: ) one of the character's at the end is MINE!!
Starts off SLOW but gets fast paced and intriguing towards the middle of this chapter!
The song for this chapter is It's not over by… I think it's Chris Daughtry?
CHAPTER 3
BPOV
Repetition. That's what my life is. All of the bad things continually happen and some of them repeatedly. He said he'd never leave again, and now it's come to this. I'd find him though, I had too.
I was still in my truck driving around. I had stopped at a few gas stations to get food, gas, and some maps. Geography was never my thing and I couldn't read anything when it came to maps.
I had been driving for a while now, how long it had been, I didn't know. Maybe hours, days, weeks, months, years. It didn't matter anymore. All there was now in my life was me and him. Either I found him or I didn't, and I knew I would. Time was the most inconsequential thing right now.
Charlie often told me that everyone makes mistakes, but it's your responsibility to fix them, and that's what I was doing. Whether I wanted or not, this was one blunder that absolutely had to be fixed. Charlie couldn't be mad now. I worried about him often, every few minutes or so, but mostly I thought of him, and all I had said.
I had grown tired and fatigued, but my quest to find them would never end. Not until I was face to face with each member of the family.
I hadn't slept in days and I was deprived of food. Money was disappearing and so was my faith. My hope had died down and I was clueless and confused. Where was Jasper when I needed him?!
Forks had passed a long while back and now I hadn't the slightest hint as to where I was. I hadn't asked anyone for I hadn't talked since I left. It was like I had gone mute. No sounds came at all, except for my whimpering and sobbing at night. And even then, no one could come and mend my heart.
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I passed the first sign for a while and it said welcome to Canada. CANADA! I couldn't have driven that far! Could I? It couldn't have been long since I left, that vampire speed really was wearing off onto me.
I continued my daily schedule for the longest time and stopped to get gas every now and then.
It was one time that I had a spark of encouragement when I passed the little restaurant that my whole life changed. I went in casually and ordered some pasta. I acted normal and only talked when absolutely necessary to the waiter. He was eyeing me appreciatively and I didn't like the glint his eyes showed. It reminded me of the guys at Port Angeles. But he wasn't getting anything because I was going to leave as soon as possible. The last thing I needed was some man whore rubbing himself all over me. Gosh, what did guys take me for? Some kind of slut? I shuddered as I imagined the things he was probably thinking and glared at him. As he walked off after taking my plate I murmured under my breath "asshole" and he must have heard it because I saw him frown and stomp off.
I paid the bill and rushed off as my jeans caught the side edge and ripped slightly. I yanked the broken part off and darted off unable to meet the eyes of the perverted waitress. I sighed as I made it outside and started walking towards the other side of the street. It was deserted and I pondered there trying to get my thoughts straight. As I wondered off deep into the alley like area I heard footsteps. I tensed and froze. Don't look back. RUN! I thought all of that and tried but my feet were glued to the cement under my feet.
My breathing came short and if possible I turned more pallid then before. I feared if I turned around then everything would come crashing down. And it was. Edward leaving. Charlie worrying. Jacob hating. The Volturi. My mortality. My life. The meaning of everything. And yet here I was, with some creep stalker waiting to do something to me. And all I could do was run. When it comes to the end it's what everyone does. They run, it's all we know. But running leaves you in an even worse situation and at that moment I hated Edward Cullen for many reasons. He ran. He was a coward, just like every other teenage boy. He ran from everything I had ever known, he even ran from me. And straight to the Volturi too. He ran because of him. He was scared of what he would become and unleash and for that I hated him. But still I loved him. The hate was there and if I saw him again I would yell and yell and go on and on about fear but for now all I needed was to be loved.
And I was off, with my clumsy feet trying to leave everything behind. Just like Edward. But I didn't make it far. I tripped and as I hurried to get up and run I was yanked back and pushed to the side of the building. I yelled screaming for someone and a male arm clamped down hard onto my mouth.
I looked up and there he was that asshole! The perv waiter. He smirked, smugly and bent down but not before saying, "Oh, so I'm an asshole now? We'll just see about that" He pressed his lips to my mouth and I shrieked but it was muffled with those hideous pink lips. I whimpered and tried with all my might to get out of his grasp. And then he pushed me down onto the cold floor.
That's when it changed. I was pure for my life and I was planning on saving my self. And here I was because I was idiotic enough not to get into my own car and drive off.
I thrashed violently and shoved him off while he glowered. He grabbed my ankle and sent me sprawling to the floor. I wasn't ready for this and tonight he was getting NOTHING and I was sure of it.
I yelled again hoping someone would hear me and come pounding down but then the dumb waiter pulled me down and ripped off my shirt violently. I slapped him hard and left a stray red mark across his filthy cheek and he snarled. This was turning more and more into a wrestling match, not a rape scene. I could tell one thing, he was a bad rapist, and for that I was more then thankful. As I stood he shoved me into the bricks and my head was thrown back while I felt a stinging pain, I cried and tears noiselessly fell.
I was ready for complete blackout and so ready to give in to life when an eccentric sight caught my eye and I was wide awake. There in front of me was someone picking up the beaten up waiter and throwing him. And as I looked up I was met with a pair of eyes that were blue, and when I stretched my hand out to touch him, I was met with an inhuman icy cold hand. It struck me when I looked down, this guy wasn't normal. He was what I'd hoped to bump into sooner and later.
A/N who is this guy? Oh… lemme tell you some of you will love him! And this one guy will bring Bella into a whole new world! Oh k I hated this chapter but the next one is a LOT more dialogue and feelings and that stuff that yall just love! And that whole 'I'm not a slut' fiasco by Bella was dedicated to zinthafan! Because she claims Bella's a slut on the forums! Lol!
Ohhh and cliffy!! Haha I love u guys yelling at me and telling me to update! So REVIEW!! And the sooner I'll update!!
