A/N: No idea where this story is going so please help me with some things. I know the general idea for what I want...kinda.

B/N: Woo okay so this is chapter 6, and I promise that everyone that reviews will get a person mention in MY story, maybe, well okay I don't know we'll have to see lol.

Dangerous

Chapter 6

Disclaimer: Shoot I've been forgetting this...uh-oh! Anyway. No these wonderful characters do not belong to me. They belong to the one and only Stephenie Meyer. I'm just borrowing them...and changing them in many ways. Then I'll change them back and give them back! At their happy endings! Well for some!

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I groaned as I rolled onto my back and opened my eyes. It was bright in Jake's room. I was still a little high, not much though. It sucked. I was also sore all over, my whole body hurt. A soreness that I had never felt before. My dress was on the floor next to my thong. I sat up and snatched them off the floor; I put them in my bag hamper and put on old jeans and a t-shirt I kept here. I ran to the bathroom in a hope that Jake wouldn't see me and I slowly brushed my hair, smoothing it down my shoulders. I did my make-up after washing off the smudges on my face. Jake had brought a few bottles out here for when I spent the night. I looked at myself in the mirror, I didn't look any different. I felt like crap though, I needed a smoke. Holy shit! Did I just say I needed a fucking cigarette?! Wow, Jake really changed me, and I don't like it. I slowly walked out into to the living room.

Jake was lounging across the couch with a cigarette in his hand, I came and pushed his feet out of the way and sat at the other end of the couch. I grabbed the smoke from his hand and inhaled. I exhaled and watched the patterns they made. Jake looked at me. "Do you want something?" I looked over. He was glaring at me. I just shrugged, in the attempt at a prolonged answer.

"Meth? Heroin maybe?" I muttered more to myself than anyone; Jake went into his room and grabbed his baggy. He brought it out and tossed me two needles. I brought one to a good vein and slid it in. I shuddered at the pain. But I knew what was coming so I welcomed it. I pushed down and let the heavenly poison flow through my blood. I took the other needle and did the same. It took seconds to be flying high; I never wanted to come down. Jake did the same with his two. Then he took his bag back to his room and stashed it away. I sighed. I loved this! I didn't' want to but it didn't matter. Jake came back into the living room.

"You're going to have to start to pay me soon" he said. I looked up at him shocked.

"Excuse me?"

"You have to give me cash, this is hardly free. I'm giving you lots for little, well except sex. But that doesn't count at all." Jake snarled. He tossed my keys at me. "Now get out. And don't come back till you have money." I looked at him. I couldn't believe him.

"Jake, come on. We're dating!" Jake glared at me. His hand came and I felt and heard a sharp snap. He had piece of small fine piece of leather in his hand; he had snapped it against my neck. I could feel blood dripping down my neck. I ignored it.

"The point is that you are getting drugs from me, you need to pay up or you will be in major trouble." I tried a different tactic.

"Jake, I don't have any money!" Jake glared viciously at me once more. He dropped the leather and pushed me to the floor. His boot clad foot connected with my stomach; I felt a crack of my ribs breaking. I screamed out in pain. Jake ignored me.

"You will pay me if you want more." he snarled. I nodded. My high was wearing off quickly. I didn't now why. Jake came and leaned over me. His teeth were really sharp looking, and he was shaking. He eyes were turning, he looked more animal that human. I scooted back against the wall. Jake kept walking towards me. He dragged me towards his room. Once we were in there he started beating one me. Biting and slapping me. I was covered in blood. I tried to back away towards the wall a few times, Jake just beat me harder. I couldn't believe that I was here with him, that I thought he loved me. I couldn't believe I had loved him!After about and hour (after he raped me) Jake got bored and left. I could hear him starting his truck, he left me mine. I shuddered violently on the floor for a bit. I though he was going to kill me.

I slowly got up, I could hardly walk. I held onto the walls and dressers and doors as I walked into the bathroom. I turned on the water and let it run over me, washing away the blood that was on my skin. I remembered to lock the door. I got out and found the first aid kit. I bandaged up all the bite marks and bloody cuts Jake had gave me. I looked closely at the one on my neck. It wouldn't be too noticeable...I hoped. I bandaged that and walked out to get new clothes. Then I packed them all up in a duffle bag, I went back to the bathroom and grabbed my make up. I walked into the living room, grabbed my keys and went out the door. Boots in hand. I opened my car door, threw the bag in the back and got in. I left my seatbelt off, didn't want to hurt the cuts or my broken ribs. I started the car and got the hell out of there.

I drove, my speed inching over the legal limit with every second, out of La Push. I drove into Forks, parking in the driveway. I grabbed my bag and walked upstairs to my room. I threw it into the clothes basket while I was in the bathroom. I grabbed my concealer (the one thing Jake didn't take to his house) and dabbed it over my bruises on my face and neck. They were dark blues and purples and blacks. I shuddered at how close I had come to death. That's just it, I had walked with death not hours earlier.

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