Chapter 9: An Encounter

Since my Monday class was not meeting I decided to try to get some research for our paper done. We had finally decided on writing the paper on counseling addiction, using psychoanalysis. Addiction seemed like the obvious choice since Edward had a lot of knowledge and research on the subject, and we would be able to use the lab he worked in.

I slowly made it to my usual seat in the back of the library leaving my bag before searching for some journals. Even though I hated research I figured that the sooner I finished the sooner I got to spend time with Edward.

I quickly found the aisle the journals I needed where at, and began to flip through some of them. I sighed as my mind drifted to Edward. He was absolutely wonderful, and I had not been able to stop thinking of him. He was such a gentleman, and so caring that it made feel happy and free. I almost felt confident when I was with him, a feeling that I hadn't felt in years.

"Look who it is." I heard a menacing voice say from the end of the book aisle.

I quickly shifted to look at him and was met with Mike's sneer. "What are you doing here, Mike?" I asked angrily. He had already graduated, and there was no reason for him to be on the campus let alone in the library.

As he walked closer to me I suddenly felt very alone. I was in the most deserted and quiet section of the library.. A place very few stray. I was also cornered by Mike on one side, and a wall on the other. "Is your prince charming not here to save you?" He asked sarcastically looking around to make sure.

"Mike, please leave me alone. What we had is over, and we should both just move on." I said as calmly as possible.

"Is he any good in bed?" Mike asked trapping me against the wall.

"I have not slept with him." I said trying to push him away.

"He probably won't degrade himself to sleep with the likes of you." He continued leaning both his hands next to my face.

I felt the tears begin to fall from my eyes as his face neared mine. I quickly saw his intentions moving my face at the last possible moment causing him to kiss my hair instead of my lips.

"Why you little bitch." He stated with a scowl grabbing my chin with one hand very roughly and jamming his tongue down my throat. I tried to push him away, but that only caused his other hand to drop snaking under my shirt to the clasp of my bra.

I continued to struggle and wiggle under him. "You know you want it." He whispered angrily in my ear. "It'll be just like old times." He continued my bra unhooked and his hands starting to wander.

Part of my mind was telling me to scream for help, but part of me was in total shock. I couldn't believe this was the same Mike I had dated. He had always been very controlling, but he had never forced himself on me. He had always been rather sweet when were intimate.

"Mike, please don't." I whimpered.

"What's wrong, Bella? Are you afraid your new boyfriend will figure out that you still want me?" He said before crushing his lips to my neck.

Something in my mind snapped as soon as he did that. I couldn't allow him to do this, I couldn't do it. I somehow managed to call up all my strength and lift my knee up as hard and as fast as I could.

His reaction was almost immediate he was on the floor in agony I didn't stay to hear what he had to say or to even see what had happened. All I knew was that I needed to get away and fast. I ran quickly through the campus, and into my car. My bags weren't even important the only that was important was for me to leave/

I was extremely thankful that I had taken my car to school, and that I no longer had the truck. I

wanted to get home. I wanted to crawl into bed. I wanted to be as far away from Mike as possible.

I drove as quickly as possible through the streets of New York, and ran all the way into the house. Thankfully, Rosalie and Alice were at school, and I was able to get into bed without any explanations.

I held my pillow as I cried hysterically. I had almost been raped by a man I had trusted. By a man who I thought had loved me. I lay unmoving for what seemed like years the tears never stopping.

A/N: I know this is a short chapter, but I wanted it to stand alone. I wrote it last night, and decided to post it this morning. I plan on posting another tonight.

I know a lot of you have been calling for Edward to tear Mike to shreds, and the time is getting near. Edward is not going to be holding back when he finds him again. I simply can't wait.

The next chapter will be in Edward's point of view.

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