I know it has been forever since i've updated, I'm a bitch I know. I tried to get it up a few weeks ago but with college crap then my internet fucking off and then Xmas... its been mad! I hope you can forgive me *pouts and bats eyelashes* If you don't, its all good hopefully this will calm the rage in you...

Enjoy!

Previously

As we drove off, I couldn't help but think about the girl, she was clearly homeless but there was something about her that gave me the idea she didn't choose this life. I wonder how she found herself this way. Poor thing, she looked so little. But her eyes, damn her eyes were amazing; big bambi eyes with a deep chocolate brown colour. Maybe I can check on her later, yea I'll do that. First, I need to deal with this….

B POV

The day before…

The sun appearing over the building's roof edge blinds me as it rudely awakens me from my shitty sleep. I sit up quickly, not recognising where I am until I remember where and why I am here. I heaved a sigh in remembrance of the cause that has left me fending for myself these last five years. I don't know how I have survived this long out here.

Shaking my head to rid them poisonous thoughts I looked around the alley. I see a few regulars like myself scattered around the passageway. Bree; a forty-five year old woman (really about fifty five but Shh) sat in her own designated spot on at the far entry to backstreet to the buildings, from here I couldn't see what she was at but it looked personal from the look on her face so I left her at it. Good for her. Looking around more I see Benny, he is around my age, or a bit older, poor fucker was an up and coming chef 'till his best friend but rat poison in his star dish and killed 3 people. His friend went to jail but he lost his credibility, he lost his house, job, and everything that came with it. He now makes delicious dishes out of scraps from the bin. Those two are the regulars round here, aside from me obviously. The three fuckfaces as I have been told by the fellow homies.

Everyone here has their story, like myself but I'm not telling you shit cause we've only just met, even though I'm sure you're my conscience… I don't care either way. Welcome back! Haven't chat to you in years. I fill ya in later but for now, I'm gonna get some food.

Walking to the back dumpster I see Ben fixing up some food with left over spices that have been thrown out by restaurants. I didn't want to ask him for some so I start looking for some salvageable food. Seeing a bag slightly torn I see some fruit that is only just gone past its best day. Score! Smiling like a look I grab for it and count 8 bananas, 6 apples and a bunch of green grapes. Ah, this day is getting better. I look to Bree, seeing she has finished her little self-loving fest, and call her over. She has a thing for bananas. Considering she is a horny fucker I can venture a guess why and looking at how she's practically pleasuring the thing its clear. She's missing the peen. I know how you feel hun, trust me.

The day continues like that; Ben telling us old stories that we've all heard before, Bree randomly disappearing and me thanking god I'm not the craziest person here. After a few hours, I people watch. They don't see me cause, why would they look down the dirty alley way? They all have cushy jobs, perfect families, and a happy life yet they still complain. I have none of that yet I seem to be more content then them. It's sad really that people don't appreciate the good thing they've got, but I can't judge. I was the same before all this.

*Flashback*

"Stop please!" still the blows to my body continue, hitting my head and my back. Cowering in the corner, I keep thinking: Fight back! Fight back dammit!

"YOU LITTLE SHIT, HOW DARE YOU BREAK THAT GLASS! DO U KNOW HW HARD YOUR MOTHER AND I WORK?AND YOU THROW IT IN UT FACES BY BREAKING – punch- ANOTHER-punch- FUCKING-kick- THING OF –punch/kick- OURS!? YOU DISGUST ME" the voice bellows in my ear right before I feel an excruciating pain in the back of my head before everything goes dark. I welcome it

*End flashback*

That was a week before I left, but that week I spent in hospital with a cracked skull and numerous other broken bones. I ran from the hospital while I had the chance. If you didn't realise, that was my father, sweet isn't he? Yea I accidentally broke a glass while washing up after dinner. I came to him after I cut my hand on it and in turn, he left me in hospital. At least I got my hand stitched and I got away the fuckery that is my family. I consider that my victory.

Shaking the memory from my head, I got up to find something to take up my time without memories. Oh look! An old guitar! Well this should be good…

After a good while, I kinda got the hand of it. It sounded shitty cause there where only half the strings and it was beaten around the place, but still I liked it. I kept playing with it till it got dark so instead I hid it behind the dumpster and got my blanket out to go to sleep. I have so much planned tomorrow (note sarcasm). After it was hidden, I got into the most comfortable position I can get while sleeping on the ground and closed my eyes. Luckily, I was asleep within seconds.

After what felt like only minutes, I was jolted awake buy a crashing sound. Bolting up I looked around, well squinted but whatever, and saw two large men at the end of the alleyway. I looked to their feet and saw that they smashed a beer bottle against the wall. Pricks. I could hear their ignorant drunken laughter from up here. Rolling my eyes I turn over away from them and try to go back to sleep.

Unfortunately they weren't going to let that happen. They laughter just got louder and louder. Sighing heavily I turn over again to look down towards the mouth of the alley. Shit. They're coming this way. I panic. From the street, they're not scary but walking down it laughing loudly and dragging their huge bodies up this way is really fucking scary. Thinking quickly I turn over and cover myself with my blanket and shuffle into the dumpster. They continue walking and laughing like Langers and start to bypass me. Of course, God hates me, which means he lets Langer number 1 fall and land on my legs. I shout out in pain, which caused the two pissheads to stop laughing. Abandon ship! Cover blown! Well fuck.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" My hood is ripped from me, which uncovers me to them, but more horrifying is their revealed to me. Couldn't have at least made them decent looking no? Well thanks God I'll remember that. His face looks like the back end of a bus with greasy hair and his face is scarred. Looking into his eyes, I felt a shiver rocked through me and down my spine. Yea this will not end well.

"So sweetheart how you doin'?" Shit his breath is funky.

"Fuckin dandy, what do you want? I'm kinda busy here," I said waving my hand around me to show I was sleeping (really, I'm hoping to deflect the shitty smell of his mouth, sweet Jesus)

"Aww sweetie don't be like that" suddenly I was cold, looking down I realised he took my blanket. Well ain't he a prick.

"Hey! Asshole, that's mine!" Yea I'm pissed now, I didn't ask for this Langer to wake me up and annoy me.

"Excuse me? Is that attitude I hear?" Shit, Langer no.1 isn't happy *awkward face* (I might be homeless but I know what's happenin in dis cuntin world)

"Look, if it isn't obvious Sweetie, I don't got no money. So can you please just fuck off so I can sleep" Yea I'm beggin now. What of it?

Well would ya look at that? His face is turning purple. That can't be good. Right? Roh-Row.

"Why you little-"Suddenly his big meaty hand connects with the side of my head. Yea that fucking hurt. (Note to self: no pissing of the grumpy fuck)

In pain I shout out and look towards Bens sleeping area hoping he would help me, but no the fucker is still passed out in his little corner. Looking up at him I see his face contorted in rage. This is gonna be painful.

"Come 'ere ya little slut" He then grabs my arms and throws me onto the ground in between him and the other Langer. Suddenly the other one starts to look. Uh hungry? I don't know why, I don't have food. Suddenly I realise why he looks hungry. Oh fuuuuck! Well done Bella the one night you decide to sleep without your jeans. Smart girl. NOT!

"My, my aren't you a pretty lil' one? Mmmm, I'm gonna have fun with you." Next thing I know he starts unbuttoning his trousers. No, no, no! Ok I'm scared now. Not this, anything but this.

"Aww well you should of thought of that before you disrespected me, ain't that right Tony?" Shit I said that out loud. So the other fucker is Tony, Nice to meet ya love.

"I didn't mean too I ju-just want to sleep. Please" Yea I'm scared now. I didn't need this on top of everything.

"Aww, come on cupcake, I know you want it. You're practically vibrating for it." No fuckhead I shaking in fucking fear and also maybe cause I'm practically naked!

"Please, leave me alone. I just want to sleep" I'm so tired and now cold, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! Getting sick of their shit I try to move way only to be dragged back by my hair. Ow! I was about to curse the fucker until I felt a hard object hit me in the side of my face and a click sound. Hearing that I froze. A gun! Shit!

"Fuck that if you think you're getting away from us sweetheart" Sticking his face right up in mine I wanted to puke, but thought better of it considering the other fucker might kill me. He probably has a gun too.

"Please, what do you want from me?" Trying to keep my voice strong didn't fucking work at all. Fucker broke on me at the end. Man up Bell! You deserve better!

"What do I want? Baby girl I want you" His face then went into is ugly thing, I think it was his horny face. Attractive.

Next thing the other guy held me down as the other guy slapped me around again and then climbed on top of me. He grabbed my hoodie and started pulling it off. Fuck this. I started struggling and screaming for help. Maybe then that fucker Ben might help or someone. Shit anyone!

"NO! NO! Get off me! Please! HELP! PLEASE!" His meaty hand came down again and covered my mouth to muffle my screams. He started pulling my clothes off. I kept screaming even with the other idiot slapping me. The gun was still pointed into the side of my face. I could feel tears start to gather in the corner of my eyes and a sob come through my throat as he started groping me. This can't be happening. I kept screaming the same thing over and over again;

"Please! Please! I can do this again! Fuck off! I don't need this. Please! Please! PLEASE!" Suddenly he was naked too and threw my legs wide. His nails cut into my thighs; I felt the blood drip down.I closed my eyes and begged for help. For fucks sake God! Help!

Just as he was about to push into me I heard salvation;

"Get the FUCK off her!"

Next thing they were off me and I crawled back to my corner and tried to get over the shock of what the fuck nearly happened. Looking out of the corner of my eye I saw another figure holding a crow bar. Shit. Can't catch a break. I whimpered in fear and cowered further into the corner. But in my head I was ready to beat the fucker down if he even thought about it.

"Miss?" My eyes whipped open to look at him His voice shocked the shit of me. It was smooth, like velvet or some shit. Shit he was hot. And here am I sitting in the dirty ground naked and crying. Smooth Bella. I then saw he was still holding the crow bar. Cute or not the prick better not do anything to me with that thing. He saw me looking at it and immediately threw it away from him. I calmed down a bit more seeing him unarmed. I still felt myself sniffling. Sexy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He looked harmless with his nice looking clothes, a face that must have been constructed and 'just fucked hair' style he's rockin'. Overall, he didn't seem a threat. So I tried to give up the gay crying.

He then looked down at me and started taking of his jacket. Fuck sake. I started shaking again then realised I was naked. I looked up at him and saw him handing his jacket to me. I grabbed it and threw it around me. Ah warmth. I could still feel myself shivering though. Fucking shock.

The pain in my shoulder grew worse as I moved it but I gritted my teeth till someone could fix it. I could feel my thighs burning from the pricks indents he left. A little reminder? Don't worry I won't forget ya hun.

"The police are coming, are you ok?" Did he really just ask that? Yea baby, I good just was nearly raped and murdered by two crazy drunks, how you doin'? He might be pretty but the boy was an idiot.

I could hear the sirens coming from a distance. Useless pigs. Shaking my head I tried to warm up a bit.

"Down here!" His voice bellowed through the alley which caused me to jump a mile. Just what I needed. A heart attack. Thanks luv.

Suddenly two police officers where down here. The Female came over to me and started comforting me. Until I saw her, a human with boobs I didn't feel a 100% safe. But the second she started whispering comforting words to I began to sob and say thank you over and over again.

"Its ok now. Don't worry honey; we'll take care of you." She smiled at me and then turned her head to look at the fuckers on the ground and took her radio to call an ambulance for them and me.

She sat and continued to rub my back while we waited for the ambulance to arrive. I looked at the man and saw him talking to the other officer further up to alley. He seemed to be praising the guy. What about me? Yea he stopped them but I didn't piss myself. I think I deserve praise, Don't you?

Whether I liked it or not he still saved me so when they turned to leave I thanked him. My voice sounded gay but whatever he still helped me.

"No problem at all, good luck miss" He smiled this weird crooked grin and then turned and walked away. What kind of smile is that? Yea its kinda sexy but still gay.

"Come on honey, let's get you out of here" She helps me up and throws a blanket over me and walks me down towards the ambulance.

All this for a little sleep. Next time I go to church I'm shitting in the confessional box. Yea take that God.

A/N

Again so sorry this is late. But I hope you liked it. Originally I was gonna have Bella be this docile but happy character but clearly she didn't like that sooo yea. The next Chapter should be up in the next two-three weeks or so. College has been a prick -_- But I'll try my best!

I hope I didn't offend anyone. I'm catholic by the way and this will be mentioned in my confession next week (minus the shit)

Anyway this is kinda my Irish coming through (we swear a lot) so if there is anything ya don't get, tell me.

Oh and a Langer is what the Irish would use to call someone a prick or a dick...you get what I mean. (mostly used in the south but watevs)

Also on another note: If anyone is willing to preread my chapters and give me feedback cause I keep feeling like i'm forgetting something. Let me know!

Anyway I hope ya all had a savage Christmas. And have a happy New Year! We survived the end of the world bitches. Yea, Woop-woop!

R&R peoples

Nessie xx