Sorry for the delay folks. This actually would have been up a lot sooner if my computer and FF would have cooperated. Then of course this weekend was busy because one of my childhood friends got married. BUT nonetheless, here it is. Hope you all like. I don't own Twilight, I do own this story though. Thanks to my lovely beta, Nails 233 for helping me. Now on to Chapter 2!

Bella woke up sometime the next day. She opened her eyes to find a beautiful white canopy staring down at her. She felt around the bed as the sateen linens and the beautiful white down comforter rose and fell with each movement of her hand and body. Blinking a few times she sat up and looked around the room. Everything was white, yet, not hospital white, it reminded her of her friend Angela's pictures from the honeymoon suite she showed her.

Bella knew she wasn't in a hotel as everything came rushing back. She swayed a little and settled back onto the bed. Once she was sure she wasn't going to faint she stood up. She looked down and realized she had been changed.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." she cursed quietly.

Her first order of business was to find a bathroom. She looked to the right of the bed and saw a door. She rushed for it and turned the handle, it gave easily and she was standing in a bathroom that was the size of her apartment. It had a large garden tub that looked big enough for 6 people. A shower with a built in seat was in the left corner of the room. She saw another door and realized it was the toilet.

"Thank God." She whispered.

Once she relived herself. She decided that she wasn't about to try any escape or risk having the stranger that took her walk in on her wearing nothing but a whimsey piece of lingerie. She quickly found another door in the room and found it to have a large selection of clothes. Everything from designer jeans and t-shirts to formals. She shuddered at the thought of the formal and quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. As she was hastily putting them on realization quickly dawned on her that her kidnapper had way to much information about her, even going as far as knowing her size. She quickly found some socks and shoes and put them on.

She came out of the closet and was thankful that no one had entered the room. She ran to door on the opposite side of the room and wiggled the handle. It was locked.

"No!" she screamed.

She tried it again as she slammed her fist against the door.
"Let me out here you bastard!" She yelled as she continually beat her fist against the door. Finally giving up she panted as she looked around the room. Under normal conditions this room would have been fit for a princess. She had always wanted a canopy bed with the softest linen and for it to be bright with a balcony. She looked up towards the window and noticed that it had a set of double doors. She raced to the other side of the room and yanked on it, it was locked as well. In her haste she didn't hear the other door open and someone stepping into the room. She shook the double doors to the balcony vigorously thinking that it would rattle the lock and she could at least see if an escape was within reach.

Shaking her head she slammed her hand back down on the handle and sighed.

"This is a nightmare." Bella said quietly. She turned around and was startled that a man was standing in her room. The two stared at one another and Bella couldn't read his face. She looked him up and down trying to place him so she could have an idea of who took her from her life. The only thing that stuck out at her was his piercing green eyes. After what seemed like eternity the man finally spoke.

"I see that you found something to wear. I trust that the wardrobe is to your liking. I know I didn't get the chance for formalities earlier, I apologize, My name is Edward." His velvet voice filled the air. Bella looked at him as if he had grown two heads. She tilted her head to the side as if she was studying a piece of art.

"Well, Edward, of course the wardrobe is to my liking. It fits doesn't it." she said sarcastically.

Bella rolled her eyes and began to walk away. Just as she was about to the door of the bathroom, she was spun around by Edward's strong arms. He crushed her small body between himself and the wall.
"What the..."Bella exclaimed. "Let me go. Who the hell do you think you are?"
Bella tried to continue talking when a large hand clamped on her mouth. She shook her head in a fruitful attempt to shake it off. When that didn't work she brought her knee up, the emerald eyed devil sensed the shift in her body and prepared himself. Instead of the intended target she hit his thigh. It was enough to create some leverage as she pushed against him and he stumbled backwards. She took her chance and leaped for the door, but once he again he was quicker. He dropped to the ground and swiped his leg under her feet. Her body began to fall backwards until she felt his arms around her.

As she struggled he threw her over his shoulder and began to walk out of the room. She pummeled his back relentlessly; it was useless. He reached another door, opened and walked in. He deposited Bella roughly onto the bed and grabbed something off the table. He climbed on top of her and held her to the mattress.

"Get off of me!" Bella shrieked.

He took her arms and his handcuffs and cuffed her to the bed. She began struggling to get the restraints off and he moved off of her. He went across the room to the closet and pulled out a roll of duct tape. Meanwhile, Bella had stopped her struggling when she realized it was useless. She looked over at him and started shaking her head from side to side.

"Edward, please...please don't do this." Bella pleaded. "I promise I'll be good, I..."
"Oh I know you will be good Bella." He began to rip off a piece of the duct tape and was about to place it over her mouth.

"Edward, please..you..you can't put that over my mouth. It will hurt too much when you take it off. Please..just..think..I..."

"Shh, Bella...I know." Edward proceeded to place the piece over her mouth. Her eyes went wide as he reached for a syringe and pushed some of the liquid out. He once again plunged the syringe into her. She looked up at Edward and her world began to slip into the darkness.

When Bella awoke for the second time. Her body felt heavy. It didn't help that there was an arm lying across her stomach as if it was there to keep her to the bed. She looked over to see who it was and through the moonlight she saw Edward. She sighed and rolled over. It was then she realized that he had taken off her restraints.

Oh thank God. She said silently.

She gently picked up his hand and moved it to his side of the bed. After making sure he wasn't moving anymore, she crept up slowly and was about to try to stand when her foot caught in the sheet. She fell to the floor and it made a loud thump. She quickly shot her head up to look and see if Edward woken up. He wasn't moving and she figured she was in the clear. Bella cautiously walked to the open door that led to the bathroom turning around every so often to check on Edward. Notating no movement she quickly clicked the bathroom door shut and turned the lock.

After a while, Bella realized she couldn't hide in the bathroom forever. Very reluctantly she unlocked the door and opened it. Her first thought was that she was surprised Edward wasn't standing right in front of the door. She glanced over to the bed and in the pre-dawn light she saw what she thought was a figure. Shrugging it off she decided that if she was going to be kept a prisoner here, she could at least see where the kitchen was and fix herself something to eat. As if on cue, her stomach rumbled.

What a great kidnapper, Bella thought, he drugs me but doesn't think for one second to feed me. Ass.

She crept quietly to the door and turned the handle. It moved.

"Yes!" She hissed. She clamped her hand over her mouth as her eyes darted over to the still form on the bed. Still no movement.
Hmm, maybe he drugged himself as well. Serves him right. Bella summized.

She tipped toed out of the room and gently shut the door. Finding her way to the staircase she descended slowly so she didn't wake up any one else who could be in the house. She found the kitchen easy enough and began looking through the refrigerator. Finding some bacon and eggs she rummaged around until she could find some pans to cook in. After her search was complete she started cooking breakfast. She glanced over at the light beginning to shine in and sighed.

"At least it's some sort of view." She said out loud.

She made her plate and filled her glass with orange juice and carried it over to the breakfast table that sat in front of the picture window. She was about to shovel some food in her mouth when she heard Edward scream at the top of his lungs,

"ISABELLA!"
Her fork clattered to the plate and then fell onto the table. She scooted her chair out from under her and began looking for a place to hide. Seeing nothing she started running towards the living room. It was then she collided with something large and she flew backwards. Her back hit the edge of the bar and she lurched forward.
"Ow. Jesus, that hurt."She cried.
She looked up and saw it was Edward standing over her with a murderous expression.
"Edward, I...I..."Bella fumbled through her wording. "I was hungry and thought I'd make breakfast...I..didn't want to wake you." She looked up at him and prayed silently that he would soften his stare.

"Really? You know I might tend to believe you if you hadn't tried to run away from me twice with in the last seventy two hours." Edward said.
"But, Edward, I really did come down here to make breakfast. Are you seriously that blind?" Just as Bella said the last words of her sentence, Edward's hand struck out, striking her across the cheek. Bella clutched her face and tears began to pool in her eyes. Edward shook is head and glanced around the kitchen. There were two pans on the island filled with bacon and eggs. His eyes shot to the table and saw a plate sitting there with a glass off to the side. His eyes shot back down to Bella who had her face in her hands, crying softly.

"God, I'm an ass."Edward muttered.

Bella looked up at him and as he reached his hand out towards her she cringed and pressed herself up against the wall of the island. Her breathing became labored and Edward could see she was starting to turn colors.

"Bella, honey, you need to calm down. Your having a panic attack." Edward said. He tried to put his arms around her and that just made it worse. Bella began taking in sharp intakes of air and began scrambling away from Edward. She struggled in vain to try to regain control of her breathing, as she attempted to stand up, the lack of food combined with the panic attack had finally been to much on her body. She felt her body start to give way just as Edward's strong arms encased her. Edward gently lifted her up and it felt like he was climbing back up the stairs. Once again darkness started to fill in her peripheral vision. As her eyes began to close she glanced at Edward who wore a worried expression on his face.
"Bella, forgive me." She blinked her eyes a few times and for the third time since her nightmare began, her world went dark.