Disclaimer: Twilight with all its characters belongs to S.M.
I started this story with full intention of finishing it but it seemed the readers did not like it enough. It disappointed me and I stopped it in the middle.
But, then I remembered the main reason behind writing this particular story. Through this story I want to protest against the monstrous act of molestation. For this reason and also for those few people who liked and commented about it, I am starting it again.
The sun wrapped the beautiful beach in a golden cover. The sparkling sea was calling me towards it. The golden sands beneath my feet tickled me. The wind blew past me, raising goose-bumps over my skin. From far away someone was calling me but I did not care. I moved forward towards the ocean. Another gust of a chilly wind passed by, whispering my name. "Isabella." My body froze. "Isabella." It sang. I whirled around. A pair of deadly eyes was leering at me. Suddenly the skies became dark. The ocean became black. A extremely well muscled guy was singing my name in such a way that it gave me chills. I looked into his eyes. They were darker than the darkest of things. I was falling inside a hole. A dark hole. I could see nothing, feel nothing. I could only hear his voice. The dark voice whispered, "It is just the beginning."
My eyes flew open. Each and every organ of mine was paining. They collared me and tied it to a pole and I could only move a few feet around it.
It took me some moments to remember my dreams and when I remembered it with full clarity, I shocking realization dawned upon me.
I was right, I know the monster who was speaking to me since day before yesterday. About him I dreamed right now. I have known him. He is Sam.