sorry i havent updated in a while. ive been busy, and very very ill. i currently cant get out of bed, so thought id write some fanfiction(:
disclaimer: i own natalie(literally, cos the name came from my best friend.), steve(my best friend, natalie, is obsessed with this guy called steve off this reality programme. so she so kindly bullied me into putting him into it...), the woods, the cottage, the baby bells, the magazine, the covers and pillows, and other things not heard of in SM stories.
Also, its short I know, I wanna write a few chapters, but dont have much of a story plan in my head. Just the ending. so they might be short.. Sorry.
enjoy.
Romeo, Save Me.
Chapter Four.
NPOV (one of the kidnappers.... aka my best friend... -sighs-)
Okay, so, I was currently walking into this cottage we stole in the middle of the woods in this really horrible town called Forks, with a bag of ten Baby Bells. I hate Baby Bells. Ever since my childhood best friend, dared me to eat one. It was horrible. So anyway, I only got them because theres nothing else to do in this hell hole. And they were on sale.
"James! ... Steve!" I yelled as I walked through the back door into the kitchen. "Guys, where are you?" I frowned, and headed into James's 'bedroom'.
"Hey, Nat." Steve greeted, looking nervous. And he was also covered in mud... and blood... Lots of blood.
"What has happened? Are you okay?" I asked, standing next to him. My eyes followed his. And I instantly dropped my bag of cheese, and within seconds flung my hand into James's face. Who had been sat on the other side of Steve.
"Ouch! What was that for?!" He moaned, rubbing his face.
"What... have... you... done?!" I shouted, leaning down to the battered brunnette girl infront of me.
"You really thought we were only stealing a cottage?" James asked. Steve was looking between us both, confused. "You thought this place was abandoned? when it was full of food and clean clothes and furniture?" He was getting angry now. But nothing compared to my fury.
"You promised me, James! How could you do this to me! we're trying to make this relationship work! and you ruin it again!"
"Whatever... She's fine. Steve did a good job." James tried to calm me.
Bad idea.
"What? Steve, you did this to her?!" I shouted, moving the hair from the girls face to reveal her battered face.
"No, She did it all... Well, I did bash her face in with a log... But she was getting away!" I glared at him.
"Steve, just go and get a first aid kit." I ordered.
"Where from?" He asked, still nervous, hesitating.
"A shop. Obviously. I'm sure you've got to know Forks pretty well on your journey trying to get this one. Chop, chop!"
"Nat..." I shook my head, and pointed to the door, not looking into his pleading eyes.
"Just go."
He huffed, and then walked out.
"James, what is her name?" I asked.
"Bella." He didn't even show any sign of guilt. Just pure pleasure at my disgust, and Bella's pain.
Bella was lay on a mattress. She had a ripped and blood-stained dress on. Her hair was knotted and matted in blood. Her wrists were tied together infront of her awkwardly, as she was lay on her side. I glared at James again. He was watching me as I un-tie her.
"Hey, she'll escape!" He was about to stop me but I hissed.
"I'll make sure she doesn't. Do you want her to start screaming her head off, or get really angry so you wont be able to talk to her or whatever you plan on doing? She doesn't need to be anymore scared. She'll be more calm if she's un-tied. Okay?" I said, holding my arm out to stop him from coming even more closer. He sighed, and leaned back. Picking up the magazine next to him and pretending to ignore me.
Once I'd un-tied her. I pulled her against the wall. And headed to my room. "Don't touch her." I warned James.
I grabbed some fresh quilts from my room, and a pillow, and headed back into the room. James was still looking at a magazine. He didn't even look at me.
I growled, and knelt next to Bella, and wrapped the covers around her, and put her head on the pillow. She coughed, and started shaking her head. I looked up and James. He was staring at her. I looked back at Bella. And she was awake. Staring at me with wide eyes. She looked like she was about to scream, but something was stopping her.
She put her hands out. But pulled then back and winced at the pain. "Help me." She mouthed. Pure terror in her voice.
I put her hands in mine, and spoke into her ear "I'll do my best. I'll make the pain go away. But all you need to do now is behave. I want to help you. I won't let them hurt you, Bella." I promised.
She blinked. A single tear falling down her cheek, and nodded.
"What did you just say to her?!" James questioned, pulling me back by my hair.
Bella gasped and threw herself back, hitting the back of her head on the wall. Before I could help her, James grabbed me in the baby position, and threw me onto the bed, straddling me down. "James! what are you doing?!" I screamed. He smacked me across the face hard. I kept my head at the side, and started crying. "Please, get off of me!" I begged, trying to kick him off.
The door flung open then "Get off her James, Your hurting her!" Steve screamed, pulling James off me. He pushed James against a wall. And stared at him. "What were you doing?"
"I don't know what came over me. Now get off of me before I do something stupid to you too!" he hissed. Steve hesitated, and then let go.
I was still lay on the bed, my head at the side watching them with my eyes wide. I could still hear Bella panting and crying. She was terrified.
Steve walked over, and lifted me up. Pulling me into his arms. He started stroking my hair, and whispering in my ear. James was staring at us. And then he walked out, punching a wall on his way. I kissed Steve on the cheek, and then picked up the first aid kick Steve must have dropped while getting James off of me and took it to Bella, and Sat next to her. I picked up my baby bells. And started eating one. Steve sighed and walked out. A few minutes later James walked in and picked up the magazine, before he said "Sorry."
I hissed, and threw a baby bell at his head. He frowned, and pretended it never happened. I threw another one, and he just grunted.
I giggled, and opened another one. Bella started snorting when she noticed I had been staring at it for a few minutes.
"You know what, I don't even like Baby Bell.." I said.
She laughed.
"You eat it!" I said, shoving it into her face.
She gagged "Ugh, no. Their horrible." She replied, holding her nose.
I laughed, and threw it at James's head. He gave up and threw the magazine on the floor. "You're so childish!" He shouted, walking out the room.
"Says you having a paddy!" I laughed. "Hey, I only have two left!" I hysterically laughed. Bella actually joined in. I finally calmed down, and looked at her bruised face. "Now, lets get your face sorted out, hey?" I said, eyeing the first aid kick.
So, you usually wouldnt be happy when youve been battered and kidnapped. But Bella is happy because Natalie is taking her mind of it. Its all part of the plan. so dont diss her being happy. MY STORY! ╛_╛
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