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Chapter Twenty Three: Sam & Esme

BPOV

"Belllaaa!" I heard the familiar voice that had haunted me for almost six years now. I was in Tristan's room; we were discussing what he wanted to do today with his father. Tristan's eyes widened at the venomous voice coming from down stairs.

"Tris" I whispered. "Go to your sister's room and hide, baby. Lock the door and don't come out. No matter what happens, Tris, you don't come out of that room" I whispered.

"Mom, what about you?" he asked. His tiny body trembled with fear and tears already formed in his beautiful eyes. I pulled him to my chest and hugged him tightly – not knowing if it was the last time I would get to hold my son.

"I'll be fine" I whispered, trying to be brave. I knew that Sam had come with a purpose, though, and I had no idea what he wanted to do to me, but I was going to protect my children with my life. I knew that Edward would take good care of them and love them unconditionally. "Tell daddy that it is Sam" I whispered before I nudged him out of the room and pushed him into the direction of Abbey's room. I watched him run off to her room and when I saw the door closed, I ran to my room to get my cellphone.

"Come now, Bella, don't make me come up there" Sam laughed wickedly. My heart was pounding in fear at the evilness in his voice. I barged into my room; the bed was still a mess from mine and Edward's escapades a few hours ago. I was so distracted when my children came home that I never even thought about it.

I grabbed my cellphone from the nightstand and was about to dial Edward's number when I heard Sam barge into the room. I yelled and dropped the phone on the floor. My eyes landed on the knife he had in his one hand and a handgun in his other. He raised his hand and pointed the gun on me.

"Hello, babe" he smiled. His eyes were black, his face was hard and his lips had bitterness around them causing the smile to be pure evil.

"I'm not your babe" I spoke softly.

"But you are, dear Bella, you are mine" he hissed. "I've read in the papers that you've been a naughty fucking girl, Bella. Fucking Edward Cullen behind my back" he smiled again. He pointed his index finger at me and moving it from side to side "Tsk, tsk! You're going to have to pay for letting him touch you with his filthy hands" he said. My blood turned to ice as I watched the blackness of his eyes darkened even more.

"I was never yours, Sam. You fucking raped me" I said. He started pacing the floor, scratching his stubble with the knife. I slowly crouched down to get to my phone. I knew that once Sam got his filthy hands on me that he wasn't going to let me go. I was scared shitless; for myself, my children and for Edward.

I took my eyes off of Sam for a minute to guide my hand to my phone. I had to get hold of Edward. The blow to my head knocked me off my feet and I fell against the wall. My hand reached up to my throbbing head. I pulled my face from the pain that shot through my head. My hair was sticky from the blood that seeped through the open wound.

"Naughty girl" he tsked again.

"What do you want, Sam?" I asked through clenched teeth, holding my hand over my bleeding head.

"I found out that you have a daughter. Is it mine?" he asked.

"No, she isn't" I simply answered. "She's Edward's daughter"

He slapped me across my cheek and I yelled out in pain.

"Don't lie to me" he said.

"I'll do whatever you want, Sam. Please just leave my children out of this" I started begging. I wouldn't let him take my daughter. I would rather die than for him to take her.

"I never wanted the brat, Bella, I only want you" he spat. "If you try anything, though, I will not hesitate to kill her" he threatened and my blood turned to ice leaving my entire body cold.

Sam stepped forward and grabbed me by the arm, pulling me up harshly and pushed me against the wall. He slipped my engagement ring from my finger and threw it on the bed before his filthy lips crushed to mine and he kissed me painfully hard, slobbering me with his saliva all over. I pierced my lips, refusing to kiss him back. He gripped my hair between his hand that held the knife and pulled hard. I hissed in pain before he let go of me. I had to hold on to the wall as everything around me started spinning.

I tried to think about my son and daughter and Edward…my happy thoughts! Christmas was in three weeks. It would have been our first Christmas together as a family. It would have been Edward and Tristan's first Christmas together as father and son, and I would have been a part of it. Now, I had no idea how or when I would get away from Sam. I had no idea what he had planned for me and what he wanted with me. I also knew that Edward wouldn't want me back if Sam touched me…

How would we get past this episode? We had been through so fucking much and now this…

"I'm going to have to teach you some manners" he hissed. "Let's get out of here" he said while grabbing my arm again.

At that moment my phone started ringing. Sam looked at the phone and dropped me before he picked it up from where I had dropped it moments ago. He stared at the screen with a deep frown. It rang again but he didn't answer it. Instead, he grabbed my arm and started pulling me out of the room. When we entered the living room area, I started to freak out because this was it; if I left the house with him and got into his car, my kids and Edward would never see me again. I had to do something.

My phone rang again and I took my chance. I stomped my foot hard on his toes and hit him in his ribs with my elbow. He crouched down and I used all my force to blow a punch onto his face, which hit him on his nose. I tried to grab the handgun from his hand, but he held on tightly. We struggled before a shot went off. It echoed through the house and I could hear my children's screaming and crying. My heart froze, praying that I wasn't shot. My eyes widened while I waited for my death, but it never came. My hands explored every part of my body, but there wasn't a sign that I've been shot.

Sam, on the other hand, was jumping up and down and that was when I saw the blood seeping from his shoe. He was shot in the foot. My phone rang again. I knew it was Edward and I knew that if I could stall Sam, Edward would rush over here to see why I wasn't answering my phone.

"You fucking bitch" Sam cried. "No more nice guy" he chuckled through his tears. He slapped me hard across my cheek before he grabbed me again.

"If you want your brats to live, Bella, you'll stop trying to be brave" he threatened again.

I willingly left the house after he threatened to kill my children. I would literally die for them and decided to leave my house and leave my children in safety. Edward would find them and keep them safe.

Sam pushed me into the driver's seat of my car and ran around to get into the passenger seat. He ordered me to start the engine and drive, barking out directions. His foot was still bleeding all over the place.

My phone rang again and this time Sam answered the phone. My heart was beating wildly as he told Edward that he would never see me again. After he ended the call, he turned the phone off and threw it out of the window. My heart sunk into my feet. Everything seemed so unreal.

Last night Edward and I had made love for the first time in ten years. It was heaven and even beyond that. I had never felt happier than at that précised moment. Then we had that childish argument about the stupid proposal and the ring. When he proposed to me in the shower, he made me the happiest woman that walked this earth. I finally had everything I had ever wanted; the big fucking house, Edward and my children. I was finally engaged to the man I have loved since we were six years old. Yes, we had done everything in reverse, but we had gotten to the point where none of the past was important. We had everything because we were finally together.

Now, we were apart again.

"You're going to pay, Bella. You're going to pay for everything you have put me through" Sam said, bringing me out of my reverie about Edward.

"What have I put you through?" I asked. I haven't done anything to this man. I also had no idea what the fuck he was talking about.

"You left me, Bella. And then I had to read about you in the papers…I was so glad that I finally found you, but then I found out that you've been fucking me over with Jacob and Edward. Plus, you've been hiding my daughter from me" he spat.

"She's not your daughter, Sam" I said. "She's Edward's daughter in every way. Wait, how did you find me?" I asked. I wanted answers and I wanted them now.

"It took me a while to figure things out, but I finally managed to get closer to one of Edward's relatives. She gave me some interesting facts about you-"

"Who is she?" I asked. My mind was reeling so fast trying to figure out who had access to Sam.

"That is not of importance at the moment. You'll learn everything soon enough" he chuckled. Shivers ran down my spine. His presence had caused nothing but fear. Everything about Sam was pure evil; there wasn't one single thing on this man that made him good. He also had a new craziness in his eyes that wasn't there when I have met him five years ago. And the fact that he kept saying that I had cheated on him was evidence of the fact that he was indeed a fucking loon.

"I know Edward's family, Sam, and they know all about you. None of them would have befriended you" I whispered. It was the truth; I had told Carlisle, Emmett, Alice and Jasper about Abbey's father. Of course, they didn't know how he looked, but they knew his name was Sam Uley.

"They know me by name, Sweetheart, not by face" he chuckled again.

"Where are we going?" I asked, changing the subject. I was curious who the hell had been feeding him information about me, but I was more curious off where the hell he was taking me. We've been driving for hours and it was scaring me.

"To my old cabin that was build deep in the forests of Forks. No one has ever found it and I know you'll be safe there" he answered.

"Forks?" I asked.

"Don't get any ideas, Bella. I know you're from Forks, but no one will ever find you there. The cabin is in the middle of the forest and it is quite remote there. You'll see…" he chuckled again.

"Where have you been all these years?" I asked. I wanted to learn as much as possible about Sam. Maybe I could figure out a way to get away from him if I knew a little more.

"Here and there" he answered vaguely.

I sighed.

"Sam, if we're going to stay together for a while, you have to tell me stuff about you. You already know everything about me" I tried again.

"I had to take my mind off of you for a while, so I picked up a few girls here and there. It was fun…" he said. I noticed a change in his tone and turned my head towards him. Darkness clouded his face and his mouth pulled into a bitter line.

"One girl, though, hurt me bad and I had to make her pay for what she had done" he hissed, scratching his head with the tip of the knife.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Not to worry, Bella, she's dead now and will never hurt me again" he smiled. My heart pounded in fear. He had killed a girl. Guilt consumed me as I thought about what he had done to me. I could have prevented it. I should have gone to the police…

"I can't wait to show you my playroom. We're going to have so much fun in there" he said, leaning over and rubbed my cheek with his dirty fingers. Bile rose to my throat as his touch repulsed me to no end. I couldn't pull away because of the fear I had inside of me.

"Playroom?" I asked trying to distract him from fumbling me up in the car.

"Oh, yes, playroom. You know that little game we played when we first came together…" he looked at me and waited for my answer, which I was only able to nod to because I had no memory of that night. I was going to play along with Sam's games and take my chance to freedom as soon as I could.

"Well, I created a playroom with all sorts of toys. I can't wait to test them on you. The other girls were screamers, but you, Bella, you kept quiet the first time we played and that's what I liked about you. You were so submissive and so fucking flexible that I could have you in any position I liked" he continued explaining. All the while, bile rose to my throat, my stomach turned upside down and my heart jumped to my throat at his confession. For the first time since that dreadful night with Sam, I wished that I could have remembered. I wanted to know the sick shit he had done to me.

"Stop here" he ordered. I pulled to a stop on the side of the road with my entire body shaking. I was scared shitless.

"Why are we stopping?" I asked.

"This is where you go to sleep for a while" he chuckled.

"Sam, no, please, I won't do anything…" I pleaded, but felt the needle prick my arm.

"I don't want you to see where we are going" he said before everything turned black around me.

I woke up with a heavy head and it took me a moment to figure out where I was. My heart was in pain when I realized where I was and that it wasn't just a dream.

My head ached from the wound Sam had caused. I tried to reach for the throbbing ache, but my hands weren't able to move. I opened my eyes slowly and had to close them again as everything around me was spinning. My heartbeat was out of control and I felt nauseous. I opened my eyes again and it took me a while to focus on my surroundings.

I was tied – from neck to ankles – on a table. I was tied in a standing position and could see everything around me. I realized that I was completely naked and started freaking out. What if he raped me again while I was asleep? Edward, please find me, I whispered softly to myself.

Sam was nowhere to be seen and I calmed down a bit. I took the time to scan through the room and realized that it must have been the playroom he was talking about. I was in shock at all the disgusting equipment in the room and my body started trembling in fear. Some of the equipment was repulsive and I felt sick to my stomach.

The door cracked open and I quickly closed my eyes. I pretended to sleep, but when Sam's fingers trailed down my naked body, I yelped in disgust. My breathing was labored while my heart was racing a mile a second.

"I'm so glad that you're awake. You've been sleeping for quite a while" he whispered. The lust in his voice made my skin crawl.

"Why am I tied up?" I asked in a trembling voice.

"We're going to play, Bella" he smiled.

"I don't want to play, Sam. I'm hungry and thirsty…"

He slapped me across my cheek in anger. I started crying. Everything brave about me had left my heart and soul. My heart and soul was in bondage by fear now.

"You only speak when spoken to and only when I give you permission to speak, Bella. You should learn the fucking rules. I am your master and you are my slave. You never look directly into my eyes" he yelled. "Do you understand?"

"Yes" I croaked out.

"Yes, who?" he yelled again.

"Yes, Master" I cried.

"Now, you will not say one word during our play-sessions…not even a fucking whimper, Bella" he threatened. "You'll be punished whenever you disobey me. Do you understand?" he asked.

I only nodded without looking into his eyes.

"Good girl" he purred. "Now, I'm going to get undressed and you will look at me the entire time" he ordered. Once again, I only nodded.

I forced my eyes open and looked at him while he undressed himself. Lust was burning in his eyes and his chest was rising and falling fast. This sick shit turned him on. I knew in my heart that once Sam touched me, I wouldn't want to be found. I would never be able to look at Edward again, knowing the things Sam had done to me.

When he finally took his boxers off, I sighed in relief. I felt a flicker of hope inside of me because Sam's dick was burned. It looked like someone had set him on fire and then tried to cut the thing off. He wouldn't be able to touch me with that useless piece of thing. It suddenly dawned on me that the girl he killed must've done that. I thanked her, not even knowing who she was, but I thanked her over and over again.

I was still here, though, and it scared me. As long as he wasn't able to rape me, I would fight 'till the very fucking end to get away from him and get back to my family.

With desperation in his eyes, he started touching himself, desperately trying to get the dysfunctional manhood to work.

After a while, he yelled out with frustration and started throwing things around.

"See what she did to me? She destroyed me" he yelled out.

"Sam, we don't need to do this" I said softly, my heart applauded his inability to function right.

"You dare to speak to me, Bella, after I laid out the rules for you. I mean, they are not that difficult to understand" he seethed with anger.

"I'm sorry, Master" I quickly apologized. I had forgotten about his stupid rules.

"You'll be punished for that, Bella" he shook his head. "I'm so disappointed" he tsked while shaking his head sideways.

EPOV

I stared at the ring I had bought ten years ago. It was all I had done since I had found it on Bella's bed.

We were engaged for a few hours. A few fucking hours before that fucker took her.

Was that all I was going to get? Was that all I was privileged for? A few hours of blissful happiness. A few hours where I haven't felt happier in all of my life.

No one knew where Sam had taken Bella. The police traced her phone, but found it at the side of a road. Her car was nowhere to be found, too.

It had been three days since she had been taken. Three days of sleeplessness. Three days of constant crying. Three days of fucking nothing…

Tristan and Abbey were taking it the worst. They couldn't sleep at all and had to be given something for the shock. They would wake up in cold sweat after a nightmare about their mommy. I was more worried about Tristan because he was distancing himself from everyone and would only speak when spoken to. He only stared in front of him and barely ate.

He said that he could still hear Bella's screams and it haunted him. Carlisle suggested a very good child psychologist and I took my children to her. Emily had spent almost all of her time with Tristan and Abbey to help them cope with what was going on around them. Abbey had taken the therapy well, but Tristan was still struggling.

My heart was in pain and filled with fear. I had no clue what Sam was doing to Bella, but I could only imagine what he was capable of. From what Bella had told me about him, I knew that he was a sadistic sick fuck. If he touched her I would fucking kill him when I found him. I would fucking rip his throat out if he hurt her.

I have tried to come up with places where he would take her, but nothing. I wasn't here when she had met Sam and knew absolutely nothing about him. The only person who knew her then was Rosalie…

And Jacob Black.

That was it. I had to go to Jake's and find out if he knew anything about Sam. It was a long shot, but it was worth the try.

"Rose" I said, slowly raising my head to look at her. She never left my sight and was always where I was. She was in bad shape over everything that had happened.

"Yea" she said. Tear stains covered her cheeks and she held her knees to her chest. I stood up and took a seat next to her. I pulled her into my arms and she started sobbing again.

"I will find her, Rose, I promise you" I whispered softly, rubbing her back soothingly.

"If anyone can find her, Edward, you can because your love will guide you to her. I have faith in you" she sobbed into my chest. My eyes slid closed at her confession. I felt so fucking useless right about now and it felt like I have let everyone down.

"I need to go to Jake's house" I said and she raised her head to look into my eyes.

"Why?" she asked.

"I think he can help" I answered.

"Why didn't we think of this days ago?" she cried again. "Jake is Quileute and so is Sam. Jake probably knows something about Sam. I remember that he never liked the guy" she told me.

"I have to speak to him and find out what he knows about Sam" I fell back against the couch and jabbed my fingers into my hair.

"Maybe I could come with you" she suggested.

I shook my head.

"No, I want you to stay here with Abbey and Tristan. I don't want my mother to look after them" I sighed.

"Your mother is a pain in the ass" she sighed, too.

"That's an understatement" I tried to smile, but failed miserably.

My mother never told me why she was here. Oh, she said that she was here for Carlisle, but I called her bullshit. She was here for another reason. I overheard her talking to someone on the phone three days ago and it sounded like she was talking to a man. If she had a boyfriend, why was she hiding him from us?

"You're not too accommodating yourself, Rosalie" my mother's voice made our heads shot up.

"Mother, please" I sighed. I was drained of everything good inside of me. I was tired from not sleeping at all, which made my irritation even worse.

"And you should stop sulking around, Edward" she said with annoyance. "You have a son to take care of" she added.

"And a daughter" I said. She refused to acknowledge that Abbey was my daughter. And to say that it bugged the fuck out of me was a big understatement.

"She's not-"

"Don't even finish that sentence. You know what, I don't have time for this" I threw my hands in the air. I placed a kiss on Rose's head and glared at my mother before I tried to leave the room.

My mother's phone rang and I froze. I had a bad feeling about my mother, so I decided to stick around to get the truth out of her.

She left the living room while answering her phone, but I followed her. She hadn't noticed me, yet.

"Samuel, you shouldn't call me. I'll call you remember?" she whispered into the phone.

"Who the fuck is Samuel, Mother?" I fumed with anger.

She ended the call and turned around slowly.

"None of your business" she said.

I grabbed her phone from her and walked away.

"Give me my damn phone back, Edward" she hissed.

"Not until you tell me what the hell is going on?" I said.

"Samuel is my…ur…accountant" she lied.

"Bullshit" I spat.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Carlisle's voice echoed through the room. "There are children in this house that need some rest"

"Carlisle, you shouldn't be up" Esme cooed.

"I'm old enough to make my own damn decisions, Esme. Why are you still here, anyways? I thought I told you to go back to your house" he was fuming with anger. My eyes widened at this. I had no idea my father had sent my mother away. If I had known that it was what he had wanted, I would have thrown her out myself.

"You need me. Plus, with Edward's state-"

"I have never needed your help" I quickly interrupted her. "You're just making things worse by being here, especially with Abbey"

"Edward-"

"No, mother. If Dad doesn't want you here then you should leave. No one had said anything because we respected Dad's wishes, but now that I know that he doesn't want you here" I shrugged, "well, you should leave. The sooner the better"

"Fine. Just hand me phone and I'll be on my way" she said.

"Go pack your bags and I'll give you your phone" I challenged.

"Edward, what's with the phone?" Carlisle asked.

"There's something strange going on with Esme and her phone. I'd like to find out what it is" I simply answered, never leaving my mother's eyes.

"Samuel is my boyfriend" she answered without even blinking. "I met him two months ago" she added.

My father's face paled and he had to sit down after she revealed she had a boyfriend. Something inside of me stirred, though, and I found that I didn't trust this Samuel at all. Why all the secrecy?

"Where have you met him?" I asked.

"I was here in Seattle two months ago and he walked into me at a coffee shop" she said.

"You were in Seattle?" I asked.

"I was coming to see Carlisle, but then I met Samuel and…well, I took the time to get to know him better" she shrugged.

My mouth fell open at her selfless attitude. My bitterness and hatred for this woman spread through my veins and fueled my anger even more.

"Edward, have you seen the morning paper?" Emmett barged into the room with the paper in his hands. He looked at all of us and sighed.

"Are you guys fighting again?" he asked in exasperation.

"What's with the paper?" I asked.

"The police found a picture of Sam and they printed it on the front page. It's also on the news. Everybody is looking for him and they have hope of someone finding him" he explained with a clenched jaw. "This fighting isn't good for dad, Edward" he added.

"I know, Em, I'm sorry" I sighed. Emmett crouched down in front of my dad and asked if he was alright. "Can I see the paper?" I asked. It sure as hell took the police long enough to find out more about this Sam Uley. Emmett handed me the paper and I unfolded it to reveal a dark skinned man with black hair.

Esme gasped when she saw the paper. I turned my head to look at her paled face and trembling hands.

"What now?" I asked.

"That's…that's Samuel" she gasped again.

"What?" I yelled.

"That's Samuel, Edward, the man-"

"I know, I know. But…" I gasped. "You fucking led him to Bella, mother. He used you to get to Bella" I yelled.

"No, no, he loves me" she cried.

"This man had raped Bella years ago and probably raped some other girls as well. He doesn't love you…" I grabbed her arm and shoved the picture of Sam into her face.

"Why is he still contacting you?" Rose suddenly asked. She had moved and was standing in front of Esme.

"He said he wanted to meet my children, especially my grandchildren" she cried.

"Edward, he is after Abbey" Rose gasped.

"Where is he, mother?" I asked.

"I don't know" she sobbed.

"Where are you supposed to meet him with my children?" I asked.

"I'm supposed to go to Forks for the weekend, but you don't want me near them"

"With good fucking reason, mother" I said through clenched teeth. I jabbed my fingers into my hair and pulled hard.

I had to come up with a plan. I had to get Bella away from that man.

"Maybe we can still set up the meeting, Edward. We'll go to Forks together and grab him as soon as he is in sight" Emmett said.

I was still going to see Jake because I had a feeling that he could be of some help. I knew he hated me, but he loved Bella and that had to count for something, I think.

I finally had hope of finding Bella again. I just prayed that she wasn't hurt and that she was holding on. I hoped that Bella had as much faith in me as Rose did. I was going to kill that fucking bastard with my bare hands.

BPOV

Sam hadn't touched me, but he punished the hell out of me. I was a very disobedient sub and it pissed him off.

I had just figured that if I kept him mad at me then he wouldn't want to touch me. And, so far it was working. I didn't care about the beatings, I would take them anytime of any day, but I refused to be touched by him in any way.

He had told me that there was other ways to play with him being unable to perform. To be honest, it scared the living shit out of me. He had shown me all kinds of toys that he wanted to use on me to give me pleasure since he wasn't able to do it himself. The thought repulsed me and I almost puked my brains out.

Whenever he would take me to the playroom, I would act like a spoiled brat, which would make him livid. I would be strapped over some sort of table where he would whip me with some leather devices. It had hurt like hell, but I would rather take the beatings than the sexual abuse.

I've been here for four days. Four days where he would starve me as punishment, or beat the shit out of me. My body ached from being stretched out to all of his weird fucking equipment. Four days of him injecting me with some sort of drug and feeding me pills. I was unable to think clearly and was high most of the time, but I still said things to him to keep him off of me. My resolve was fading as the drugs he was giving me had taken their toll. My brain was slow and made everything around me spin. I knew he hadn't given me the same drug as five years ago, because I could still remember everything. I knew that drug took away your memory from the night before.

Last night I was tied to the ceiling with all kinds of chains going from one part of my body to the next. The collar around my neck had left purple bruises from being tied from the ceiling. He had bent me forward and tied my arms to my legs. I was stretched in ways that I never thought was even possible. My legs were stretched apart, but I kept falling down and then the collar around my neck would almost choke me half to death. He finally wrapped something around my torso, which was held by the ceiling to keep me from falling down.

I was still in this position because I asked him for some water and this was my punishment. I wasn't able to feel my legs or arms as I was tied in this position for hours.

"I'm going to tell you what I have planned for you" he suddenly said. He untied my arms and my body fell forward. The strap that was wrapped around my torso had held me up. He then tied my hands above my head and pulled the chains tighter.

He disappeared from my view and came back with a red ball. My eyes widened when I realized that he was about to gag me. I wouldn't be able to talk and say what I knew would piss him off. He would be able to do anything he had wanted to me because I wouldn't be able to speak.

He placed the ball into my mouth and wrapped the gadget around my head. He then injected me with drugs again and I could feel my body relax. I knew I was in trouble. Not only from Sam, but from all the drugs he had given me. My body already craved the shit he was giving me and when he didn't give anything to me, my body would start to shake and I would vomit profusely.

"You've been very bad the last couple of days, but I think it is time that you start respecting me. I have been very patient with you, Bella, but I want to play with you, not whip you all the time" he smiled, touching my face. His eyes darkened immediately with lust when he pinched one of my nipples.

I screamed, but the gag only made muffling sounds. He chuckled.

"I have to go get my daughter" he smiled. I tried to fight the chains, but he had tied them tightly, making it impossible for me to even move. Tears streamed down my face at the thought of my daughter in this man's claws.

"Esme thought that I loved her, but I only used her to get to you. She is bringing Abbey to me in two hours and then we'll be one big happy family. Well, without Esme. She'll have to die because she knows too much already" he grinned evilly.

The drugs were working fast and had a hard time focusing on one thing at a time. My mind was one big cluster fuck of confusing thoughts.

"When I come back, I'm going to have so much fun with you, my dear Bella" his bellowed laughter echoed through the room.

I was tired. Emotionally drained from everything I had been through the last couple of days. I had no fight left in me and wished I could just die right now. He was going to damage me again with his filthy hands and Edward wouldn't want me back after that. He couldn't rape me, but he was going to violate every part of my body with his hands and devices.

How would I get past this once I get away from Sam? How would I be able to let Edward touch me again after this? Was I strong enough to survive this tragedy?

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