Chapter 2

So let me explain about Edward. He is Alice's older brother. He is so fine… he has these beautiful emerald green eyes and gorgeous brown hair that seemed to be laced with bronze. I had known him my whole life and he was almost like my big brother…except there was one summer a few years ago where I was staying with Alice, I was changing into my bikini when accidentally (or so he says) Edward waltzed into the bathroom and saw all my goodies! Every since then, the summers are a little awkward and he still teases me relentlessly about the 'incident'.

"So, what was Alice going back to the store for….your clothes?!" He started laughing.

"Shut your face Edward! No, I honestly don't know what she went back for." I whacked him playfully.

"Ok, how are things with what's-his-face?"

"Jacob and things are okay for the moment."

"'For the moment'? Wrong answer Bella… the correct answer is 'Great!' also 'Couldn't be better!' would've also been acceptable."

"Ugh, I can tell you and Alice are related!" I giggled.

"Well, I trust you are happy at least… right?" Edward glanced at me before returning his eyes to the road.

"Look, Edward… Don't worry about me, I am a big girl and I can take care of myself." I said looking away from him. We remained silent for the rest of the ride to my apartment."Thank you Edward…" I said softly as I got out of the car. Then the car shut off, I looked at Edward.

"You're crazy if you think that I won't be a gentleman and walk you to your door at least." He draped his arm on my shoulder.

"This really isn't necessary… I mean what if Jacob is home?" I started to panic a little.

"Well, a good man should be happy that a friend is making sure his woman gets in the house safely." His grip got tighter as if he noticed the rising panic.

We were about 20 steps from my door. "Really Edward it's okay! Just let me go by myself." My breathing got faster. He stopped and examined me with his eyes… I just looked down at my feet. "I don't mean to be rude Edward! But I am an adult and I don't need you to hold my hand all the time! This isn't Middle school!" I yelled, my point was to push him away so that Jacob wouldn't see me walking home with another guy. But I almost started crying when saw the hurt look on his face.

"Okay then… Don't worry, I won't be making that mistake again!" And with that he turned and left.

I kicked myself mentally. I hoped that one day he would forgive me… when whole ordeal was over, I would tell him… everything. I walked through the door and there was Jacob in the kitchen.

"Where have you been babe?" He smiled at me with that fake shit that I hated so much. So I faked one back.

"I was had dinner with Alice tonight, we had to go over so marketing stuff."

"So if you were with her, why did her brother drive you home?" He asked clenching a fist and the smile fading as the conversation took a dangerous turn.

Shit! "Well, she said she had to stop by the boutique for some fabric and materials… So she asked Edward if he could give me a ride home."

"Let me make myself perfectly clear Isabella! I do not want to ever see you within 20 feet of that Edward Cullen! He makes me sick!" Jacob said almost spiting in my face and turned to go into the living room. How dare he talk about the Cullen's that way!

"He is no worse than you Jacob!" I shouted and followed him. "At least he doesn't use me like some cheap door mat! If you really don't want to see me with him then leave! Get the hell out of my apartment! Go stay with that whore Jessica! I don't want you within 20 feet of me!" I had finally snapped and slapped him. The look on his face was sheer rage.

"Who the hell do you think you are Isabella? It's women like you who need to learn their place!" And with that he grabbed me by my arms and slammed me against the wall. I was momentarily stunned. He then threw me on the floor. "Are you trying to leave me?! Don't forget, you belong to me now! If I can't have you, then no one can!"

I was suddenly scared for my life. "Jacob! Stop it!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"No you need to learn your place! You can't talk to me like that! You are mine! I'll be damned if you ever forget it!" He kicked me in the stomach. I couldn't breathe.

"Please! Stop!" I cried.

He then grabbed me by my hair, dragged me into the bedroom, and then threw me on the bed. I tried to scramble away from him, but with one hand he held me in place and with the other took his pants off.

"NO!" I screamed!