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I woke up to loud arguing outside my door. I could hear Victoria and James fighting over what happened the day before. Apparently, Victoria didn't appreciate my "insolence" and wanted me punished. I tip-toed over to the door so I could hear what they were saying.

"Fuck you, James! You better do something about her or I will!" Victoria was screaming at him.

"You will keep your hands off of her!" I heard a thump against the wall and figured James had thrown Victoria up against it. "She is much too valuable to us for you to go and fuck her up."

"I'll kill her, James! I swear to God I will! The next time she behaves like that, I'll rip her head right off of her valuable body! You better give her an attitude adjustment or I will!" Victoria stormed one last time before she stomped off.

I jumped back when I heard the doorknob turning, but not quick enough to escape James's outreached hand. He grabbed me by my hair and yanked me to him. "Damn you, Bella! If you didn't make me so much money, I'd drain you right now!"

I didn't respond to him because there wasn't anything I could say. I stared into his crimson eyes and couldn't help the shudder that ran through my body. Judging by the feral look in his eyes, I knew I was in trouble…deep trouble. He pushed the door open wider and began dragging me down the hallway by my hair with my legs flailing and kicking. I tried fighting against him, but I knew it wouldn't do any good.

He opened the door to the 'playroom' and pulled me to the center of the room. I struggled and tried to claw his hands out of my hair, but it was hopeless. James grabbed a hold of my wrists and shackled them to a pair of cuffs attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling. I knew he could smell my fear when I saw him breathe deeply, his eyes closed and his nostrils flaring. I began shaking when I noticed him walking over to a wall that held all kinds of things he could torture me with. I felt the tears begin when he grabbed a cat-o-nine tails whip. I remembered the last time he used it on me and began sobbing. "Please James! Not again! I promise I'll be good! Please…"

I heard a swoosh the whip made right before it struck my back. Immediately I felt fire rip across my skin and screamed. "I'm tired of you pushing me, Bella!" Another burst of fire scorched my back and again I screamed. "It's time you realize that you are here for my pleasure! You belong to me. It's up to me whether you live or die. I will not have you ignoring Victoria's orders. I have been too lenient with your insolence. It will not be happening anymore." Each sentence was punctuated with a stroke of the whip.

I could barely hear him over my screams. My body was writhing in pain as the whipping continued. I could smell the metallic odor of blood as it ran down my back and wanted to throw up. My legs gave out and it felt like my arms were being ripped from my shoulders. "Please stop…" I begged once again.

Finally James did stop. My back was on fire and I couldn't hold my head up. I felt his tongue run across my back, lapping up the blood that ran from the open welts. I knew that the cuts were healing, just like they did last time. I could hear him moan and had to swallow the vomit that threatened to spew from my mouth. James walked around to face me and lifted my chin. Staring into his black eyes, I felt hope rise up in me that today would be the day that he killed me. I should've known better.

"I'm tired of you fighting against me, Bella. You are my whore now. You do what I say. There's no one that is going to come and save you." James ran his finger down the side of my face. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from flinching. "Don't forget, you hold your father's life in your hands. I won't kill you, but I will drain him."

I whimpered when he mentioned my dad. I loved Charlie with all my heart and would do whatever I had to do to keep him safe. It was my fault his life was in jeopardy. I lowered my head in submission and spoke quietly, "I'll do whatever you want James, just please leave my dad alone."

He chuckled darkly as he ripped off his jeans and began stroking himself with one hand while palming my nipples with the other. "Ah Bella…you are daddy's little girl, aren't you?"

I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to watch him molest my body. It was times like this I wished I could just detach myself from what was happening. Sybil did it, why couldn't I? I could hear James moaning and groaning as he stroked himself faster and harder. My arms were killing me while my back was thankfully numb.

A scream escaped my lips as I felt his fingernail rip through the scars that crossed between my breasts. Once again, my body was on fire. James leaned down to lick the blood that gushed between my breasts, sealing the wounds he had opened up again. His body tensed as he came, his cool seed covering my stomach. Once he was spent, he lapped at the tears streaming down my face and snarled in my ear, "You belong to me. No one's going to save you. You will do what I say. You will fuck whoever I tell you to fuck." He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back. His face was inches away from my own. "Do you understand?"

I could only nod my head. I was done.

He laughed as he uncuffed my wrists and scooped me up in his arms. "Good girl. Now, get your shit together. You've got a show to do tonight." When I just gave him a blank stare, he shook me. I had made him angry again. "Remember, daddy dearest's life is in your hands."

I nodded again as he ran me to my room, depositing me on my bed. "Sleep and I'll come by later to wake you up. Our special guests are going to be at the club tonight so I want you to be on your best behavior." He kissed me on my forehead. I didn't have the energy to move. "To show you how nice I am," he smirked, "I'm going to let you pick out the song."

Once again, I nodded and burrowed down underneath the blanket. All I wanted to do was sleep and feel my angel's arms around me. I closed my eyes and found the release my body needed so much.

"Angel?" I called out, my eyes searching for my golden haired angel. "Where are you?"

"I'm right here, darlin'." I felt his cool arms wrap around my body. "I'm always right here with you."

I tried to turn around but my angel had a tight grip on me. All I could do was turn my head to the side, seeing his blonde hair blowing in the wind. I reached up and ran my fingers through his waves. "I can't do this anymore. James has broken me."

He turned me around and lifted my face to his. I still couldn't tell what he looked like, for some reason his face was a blur. He used his thumbs to wipe away the tears that had started streaming down my face. "Hang in there, Bella. I know it's been very hard on you, but you need to remember that fate is on your side. As much as I hate it, all this has been necessary for you to become everything you are destined to be."

I just shook my head. How could I explain to my angel that I had already given up? There just wasn't anything left for me anymore. At least if I was out of the picture, Charlie's life couldn't be used as a bargaining chip anymore. "You just don't understand! James has turned me into a plaything. I'm nothing more than just a piece of meat to whoever can pay him enough money. I'm disgusted at what my life has turned into. This destiny that you keep talking about doesn't mean a thing because he isn't ever going to let me go."

He pulled me down to the ground and set me between his legs. I leaned back against his chest and relaxed into his arms. "You know," I started, "these dreams are the only time I feel at peace. I wish you would tell me your name."

He sighed as he tightened his arms around me. "Bella, you need to believe me when I tell you that it will be coming to an end soon. You just have to hang in there for a little bit longer." He pressed his lips to my neck and I felt him smile. "As for my name, that will be revealed soon too." He turned me around so that I was straddling his thighs. He ran his hands up my arms until he reached my shoulders. He cupped my face in his hands and leaned closer until his forehead pressed against mine. Staring me in the eyes, he softly murmured, "I'll always be with you, darlin'. You won't ever be alone again."

I felt the tears falling down my cheeks as I closed my eyes. It was just too much to hope for. I was afraid to put my faith in a dream even though it seemed so real. "I'm afraid," I whispered.

"I know you are," he whispered back before gently pressing his lips against my lips. "You just have to have a little faith." He pulled back and I gasped as I stared into his golden eyes.

"Jasper?"

I shot straight up into a sitting position and immediately regretted doing it. The numbness of my body was wearing off. I cautiously laid back down, thought about my dream and realized I had definitely gone crazy. What the fuck had made me dream of Jasper? I had never once had a conversation with him when I was with Edward. Both Edward and Alice had always kept us apart, fearing for my safety. I wasn't ever afraid of Jasper, even at my birthday party. I knew that he had never stood a chance with fighting his true nature when he had six other vampire's bloodlust to fight too. I tried to explain that to Edward, but he wouldn't listen. It pissed me off that he always thought he knew what was best for me. I always assumed that it was just Edward wanting to take care of me, but now I knew it was all about control. I was never allowed to make my own decisions. He took the Cullens out of my life to keep me safe without having the balls to discuss it with me. I snorted at that. "Not as smart as you thought you were, huh Edward?" I said aloud to no one.

I thought about everything my angel…I mean, Jasper had said to me in each of my dreams and just had to shake my head. He was so wrong, all destiny had in store for me was to be James's whore. I knew James would never let me go until he got tired of me or until I couldn't bring him anymore money. He would finally grant me my wish on that day and kill me.

When I started thinking about Charlie and Renee, I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and decided to take a hot bath. My body was still sore from the punishment from James. I got up and walked into the bathroom, plugged the tub and started the water. I added some lavender scented bath oil to help relax me. I knew what was in store for me later and wanted to get myself together. I was feeling anxious since I hadn't had a shot all day and steeled myself to the knowledge that I might not get one at all before the show.

I tested the water with my toes and, deciding the water felt great, slipped into the tub. I leaned back against the bath pillow and closed my eyes. Jasper's face appeared immediately and I decided not to fight it. It didn't escape my notice at how safe I felt wrapped in his arms. I thought about our kiss. I felt my body heat up and knew it wasn't because of the hot water.

All of a sudden, James burst through the bathroom door. "Come on, Bella. It's time to get ready." He grabbed me by my arm and jerked me out of the tub. "We're leaving in thirty minutes. Riley will guard you since Paul's not exactly welcome at the club." He laughed at that. We were going to a club owned by vampires and the fact that Paul was a werewolf kept him out. I was glad to hear that. It's not like Riley was so nice to me, but at least I didn't have to put up with Paul's sneers and jeers. I absolutely hated him!

I didn't respond to James, just kept my head bowed down. I didn't want him to see the fear I harbored because of him and knew I wouldn't be pushing him anytime soon. When he saw that I was going to obey him, he left the room. But before he closed the door, he turned and chuckled. "I'm going to have to punish you more often, Bella. You're so much easier to get along with afterwards." Still I said nothing.

I glanced over at my table as soon as James shut the door and felt disappointment course through my body. No shot tonight either. I walked to my bed and picked up the dress I was supposed to wear. At least it wasn't anything too revealing. Thank God for that! I thought to myself. Tonight was going to be hard enough on me without having to go out on stage looking like a hooker.

I slipped the dress over my head and moaned when it fell down my body. I didn't know what kind of material it was made out of, but it felt cool against my back and breasts. The numbness was starting to wear off and I was dreading it when the aching would start.

I looked in the mirror and had to admire the reflection that gazed back at me. The dress was perfect for the song I had in mind. It was white and had long flowing sleeves. It gathered under my breasts and the hem dragged on the floor. I decided I wouldn't wear any shoes. I sat in front of the mirror and began putting on my makeup. I applied smoky eyeshadow and of course, black eyeliner.

When I heard the door opening, I turned to see Bree entering my room. She gave me a wide smile, which I returned. I really liked her; she had a bubbly personality and could make me laugh. She reminded me a lot of Alice. The fact that she drank from humans didn't bother me in the least.

"Hey Bella!"

"Hey Bree! What's up?" I asked her, eyeing the brush in her hand.

She moved behind me and began brushing my hair. "James wanted me to fix your hair. How do you want me to fix it?"

Bree was wonderful at styling my hair. That girl could work miracles. I pulled my hair up to the top of my head. "I think I'd like to go with the Grecian look. What do you think?"

She tilted her head and studied my hair. "I think I've got just the look." With that, she began her magic.

I shut my eyes and felt myself relax as she brushed out my hair. She pulled it to the top of my head in a ponytail and braided a section to wrap around the base of the ponytail. She left a few tendrils hanging down to frame my face. I opened my eyes and grinned. "Perfect!" I turned to give Bree a hug.

She took my hand and spun me around. "Beautiful dress, beautiful hair, beautiful woman."

Our giggling was interrupted when James walked into the room. He came towards me and I couldn't help but flinch when he reached out to touch my face. "Bree's right…you are beautiful. I should make the bucks tonight." He laughed at the puzzled look on my face. "Never mind. Come on, it's time to go."

I started feeling nervous and wished James would let me do a shot. I knew better than to ask though. I'd die first. I smirked to myself when that thought crossed my mind.

Soon I was in the backseat of James's car with Riley sitting next to me. He kept peeking at me out of the corner of his eye and it was making me even more nervous. I knew that he had asked to fuck me, but according to James, Riley could never afford me.

We pulled up to the backdoor of the club and James opened my door. My nerves had gotten the best of me and I could only stare at him. I heard him growl as he grabbed my arm and yanked me out of the car. "Don't start with me! You just remember what happened today," he literally snarled at me. Riley opened the door and James pulled me down the hallway into a small dressing room. He pushed me in the room. "Take care of yourself. I don't want you freaking out on me and ruining the night," he jeered.

I looked around the room and noticed a needle and spoon lying on a table. I ran over to it and picked up the small baggie. I took a deep breath and turned to James. "Thank you," I whispered. He just nodded his head and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

I took a deep breath and emptied the baggie into the spoon. I got some water from the sink and added it to the powder. I found a full cigarette and tore some of the filter off, placing it in the middle of the spoon. My hands were shaking as I drew back on the needle, filling the syringe with the liquid. I pushed back my sleeve and poked the needle into a good vein. I pushed the plunger in and gasped as I felt the burn running through my vein. I pulled it out and sank into a chair, my head falling back. I closed my eyes and sang to myself, "the pain gonna make everything alright…"

I was enjoying the ringing in my head when Riley came in to get me. "Come on Bella. You're up now."

I followed him down the hall and to the stage. James was standing there and gave me a threatening look. "Don't fuck this up!"

I could only nod at him as I walked to the middle of the stage. When I got there, I looked out in the audience and was thankful for the blackness that enveloped the crowd. I could pretend that I was by myself. Once again, I smirked at that thought. I mean really…I was totally alone. Then I remembered that my angel told me that he would always be with me and that I wasn't alone. I had to roll my eyes at that.

All of a sudden, a spotlight shone down on me. I took a deep breath and thought about the song I was going to sing. This was a song that had special meaning to me. I absolutely loved Sarah McLachlan. It was totally quiet when I began singing.

Spend all your time waiting

for that second chance

for a break that would make it okay.

There's always one reason

to feel not good enough

and it's hard at the end of the day.

I need some distraction

oh beautiful release

memory seeps from my veins

let me be empty

and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight.

In the arms of an angel

fly away from here,

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear.

You are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie.

You're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn,

there's vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting.

You keep building the lie

that you make up for all that you lack,

it don't make no difference

escaping one last time.

It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh

this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel

fly away from here,

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear.

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie.

You're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there.

You're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort here.

After the song ended, I bowed my head and felt the tears streaming down my face. The whole room was deathly silent and then erupted in a standing ovation. I kept my head down, not wanting the audience to see how upset I was. While I was singing, all I could think about was my dream and the fact that in the arms of my angel, I had found my comfort.

James strutted out onto the stage and gripped my chin, lifting my face. He gave me a smirk and then faced the audience. "Not bad for a human, huh?" When the audience started whooping and hollering, he held a hand up to quiet them. "Our Bella has many talents, as I'm sure many of you have heard."

I gasped when what he was saying finally registered in my brain. I began shaking again, afraid of where this was leading. "Please…don't…" I whispered to him. I looked into his crimson eyes and found no mercy.

He chuckled darkly at the fear in my eyes. He turned back to the audience. "I've got a special surprise for you all. How much would it be worth to spend some quality time with my Bella?" I tried to pull away from him, but he had a tight grip on my arm.

"$500," someone from the audience yelled out.

James sneered at the voice. "Please…I get more than that for just a few minutes with her!"

I couldn't believe it when I heard the bids going higher and higher. Of all the things James could do to me, this was the worst. He knew I would get over any pain he inflicted on me, but this ripped me down to my inner soul. I couldn't stop the tears that fell from my face.

James got pissed when the bid reached $5000. "Maybe you all need a little incentive…" He reached over and tore the top of my dress down. Since he didn't let me to wear panties or bras, I was naked. I tried to cover myself but he wouldn't allow it.

"$100,000!" I jerked my head up and stared out in disbelief. I could see someone walking towards the stage and held my breath. What kind of person, dead or alive, would pay that much money for a piece of ass? James seemed to be in just as much shock because he let go of my arms. He quickly recovered and yelled, "We've got a winner!"

I sank down to my knees and covered my face with my hands. I didn't want to see who was headed my way. I felt a jacket cover my body and wanting to thank whoever it was, I looked up and was met with a pair of golden eyes and blonde wavy hair.

"Angel?" I whispered before I lost myself in the darkness.

A/N so…what do you think?;p The song is Angel by Sarah McLachlan. I'll post a link on my profile. Such a haunting song! I thought it fit.

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