Okay, so I just wanted to say how sorry I am that it took me this long to update. I really am sorry to keep you waiting. The truth is, a few days after my last update, I received very unexpected, very devastating news and writing just didn't seem important and it has taken me a little while to get back to a point where the things that used to mean a lot to me felt worth it again. But, now that I have reached a better state of mind, I really felt like continuing this story and not making you wait anymore. But I digress; you don't care about my problems so I'll get back to the story. Hopefully you like this next chapter and it was worth the wait and I hope you don't hate me for taking so long. This is also a kind of short one because I just wanted to let you know that I hadn't abandoned the story. Any who, I decided to add part from Victoria's POV, just to try and give some insight into her mindset, even though nothing really new happens during that scene. Hope you enjoy .

Once again I must tell you that I still don't own the Twilight series, just this story. It's really my fault for not being Stephanie Meyer…but since I'm not I'm just going to have to get over it :(

Chapter 4

Victoria's Point of View

I could feel my excitement rising as Bella came to. Finally I would have my vengeance. I had to be careful in my planning, finding some creative forms of hurting her that wouldn't tempt me with her blood, all while avoiding that annoying little vampire's (I think her name was Alice) visions. But now, after over a year of preparing and anticipation, she was an arm's length away. I licked my cold lips, my eagerness nearly overwhelming me. We finally got her, James, I thought as I watched her take in her surroundings. I saw her I eyes go wide with fear as she remembered, as she realized. Mine widened with eagerness. I ran to the back of the room, stopping when I was right behind her hair. I grabbed the ends of her hair, a first to inhale her scent, to familiarize myself with it, and then as a restraint as she tried to look around the room. She froze up when she realized someone was holding her back. With speed too fast for her tiny mind to see, I ran back in front of her. She looked scared, and I smiled knowing that she knew what was coming. As I walked towards her, I said in a fake, overly sweet voice, "Oh good, you're finally awake. Now the fun can really begin."

Bella's Point of View

As Victoria came closer, I could feel the adrenaline begin to work its way through my blood stream, trying to make me chose between fight and flight as my heart beat faster and faster, but neither of those were options. I was forced into door number three, the door no one likes to talks about. It's the door that hides in the shadows at the end of the hallway, the one that everyone's afraid of, that leads to a room filled of scary things that go bump in the night. It's the option where you are forced to sit there and do nothing. She just kept coming towards me, dragging it out as she watched the fear grow in my eyes. I shut them tight, preparing for the coming pain, not wanting her to have the satisfaction of seeing her effect on me so clearly. So I waited, but the impact I was expecting never came. Instead, I felt her cold, dead hand grab my head. I was sure she was going to crush my skull and I tried to squirm out of her grasp but I knew it was useless. I'd been around Edward enough to know that. Edward. My thoughts were immediately consumed by him as I felt something sticky on my head. His face, his eyes, his love for me and mine for him. Wait, thus wasn't right. I felt no pain, only four, round sticky feeling spots on my forehead, and a few more on my arms and chest. And Victoria's icy hand was gone as well. Shocked, I opened my eyes, but there was something wrong with my vision; there were four, thin lines leaving me with a partially obstructed view. I moved my head, looking for Victoria and the lines swayed with the motion. But I found her, sitting about ten feet in front of me by a machine, humming with electricity, with wires coming out f it that lead underneath my seat. There was a control panel on the side of the machine, a simple dial and red button on it. It too had a multitude of wires. Wires. That's when it struck me. The wires from the machine were attached to me. My eyes flicked to Victoria and I saw the slow, vindictive smile spread across her beautiful face. I hated that smile, the pleasure she got out of seeing me panic.

"You see Bella," she said slowly, walking with measured steps the controls, "You are somewhat of a problem for me. For over a year now, I have wanted nothing more than to cause you pain and suffering, like you and your Edward have caused me. But hurting you posed a risk." She lifted her hand slowly, making sure I noticed her every movement. "If I spilt your blood like I so desperately wanted, I might just kill you. And so I thought to myself," she tilted her head to the side, a venomous smile on her lips as she placed her hand on the dial, "Now what am I going to do about that? Should I just go for Edward instead?" A ball of ice as cold as her heart formed in my stomach at the sound of his name. If anything happened to him…She continued as she, ever so slowly, turned the dial, making the machine hum louder and louder with each movement, "But I decided that wouldn't do. I wanted him to watch your pain, see your hurt, to feel everything that I've felt." Her voice took on a rough quality then and her smile was gone. Her eyes flashed with pain and hatred and spite and her jaw was set in a hard line. The machine was buzzing so loudly now, I thought it might break. I saw her hand on the dial and saw when it stopped being able to turn. She moved her hand, hovering above the red button. Uselessly, I tried to break free from my constraints, but I was stuck. Dread bubbled up inside me and my entire being locked up, preparing itself for the pain that was about to come. "And so," Victoria continued, dropping her hand to the button, "I got creative." And with that, she pushed down hard on the button. I squeezed my eyes shut and -

The pain was so intense I thought I would explode. It felt as if every cell in my body were trying to rip itself free and explode out of my body. I tried to hold back the scream, but the pain needed a release. Red, hot burning pain coursed throughout my body. I could feel myself jerking and twitching in my seat as my screams grew louder, tearing from my throat like the insides of me were trying to do. And still, through it all, I heard Victoria's evil, giddy laugh.

Edward's Point of View

This is all my fault. I left her how could I have left her on her own? I knew Victoria was still out there, I knew Bella was scared and didn't want me to leave. But I did. I'm a monster, and now my angel was going to pay the price. Dry, soundless sobs racked my entire being. I felt someone's hands on my shoulder and immediately jerked away and stood all at once. It was Alice. Edward, her thoughts whispered painfully, we can still find her. There's still hope. We can get her back. I stood straighter at that and looked around the clearing, but all I saw was Bella, my sweet darling Bella. Her chocolate brown hair, her thoughtful eyes, her warm smile…

"Edward," someone said out loud. I think it was Jasper. "I know you're hurting right now. Trust me, I know. But right now, we don't have time for you to freak out. The longer we wait, the longer Bella is with Victoria. Do you really want that?" My head snapped up then, eyes locking with Jasper's. His eyes shone with emotions, undecipherable to me. I searched the thoughts of my family as my gaze flicked between all of them. All of them, even Rosalie, were distraught and worried. Alice was almost as torn up as I was, but she was able to realize that Bella needed help and that my freaking out wasn't going to rescue her from whatever evil Victoria was putting her through. Trying to focus on ht thought instead of the stream of images flashing through my mind, some just of Bella's beautiful face, others of various horrifying scenarios she could be being put through, I straightened my back and cleared my throat and said, "So what are we going to?" I could hear my own determination to find Bella, the venom that laced my words as I swore to myself I would get her back, safe and sound, if it was the last thing I do. Because if I didn't, it would be.

So…thoughts? I hope it was worth the wait. Please, please rate and review, they mean a lot to me.