Have I told you guys recently that you are awesome? Because you are! Best readers ever! =D
Okay, so this update was quick for several reasons. 1) I just wanted to make you happy. 2) The last one was a bit short. 3) School starts tomorrow and I am not sure when I can next update.
Yes, about the third reason, I will do my best to keep updating twice a week, but even if I don't manage, I can assure that I will never give up on this story until the end.
Oh, and because I am a genius, I figured something out =P This is the disclaimer for the rest of the story because I am lazy to write it every time;

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or anything associated with it.

Quick warming; this chapter gets pretty graphic- no rape.

Chapter 18
(here is a quick reminder of Bella's usual nightmares from ch.7 in case you don't remember)

Seven beautiful faces swirled before my eyes. All with sad smiles, all with sad eyes. Sad yet extremely loving. I couldn't name these angels, but I felt a strange sense of safety when I saw them. Suddenly, the wonderful vision abruptly changed to an ugly, hate-filled face. He was right was right in front of me with a wicked smile touching his lips. He leaned towards me and I whimpered from fear; all previous sense of security was long gone. "Shh my baby, hush hush now, we don't want anybody to hear you now do we?" he whispered in my ear. I cringed away from him which only seemed to cause him amusement. He then proceeded to take a gag out of his pocket and approach me again. I didn't think, I just screamed and screamed until my surroundings changed again. I was back in my room, in my bed and I was still screaming. I have been having this dream for as long as I can remember now. The only thing that changed was the ending torture scene.

Bella POV

I should have remembered my nightmares! I should have just slept in the forest or something! And I am not sure exactly why, but it was worse last night…

It started off as usual, with my beautiful angels. I could at least name them now which gave me even more security. However, now that I knew them, it also hurt that much more when they left me. My mom made her a feature in my dream for the first time. I couldn't hold back all the guilt I felt for her departure; she was protecting me. The scene of that horrific night played before my eyes, but this time, I was no longer five. I was fifteen and I tried to defend Jane.

"No, no! Leave her alone!" Marc turned away from my unconscious mother but came for me instead.
"Wait, n-no! Don't touch me!" I gasped. In the background, there seemed to be a smooth humming which was also new to the dream. I was even more scared of Marc in this new nightmare as he pressed my body against his and started shredding my clothes before feeling the curves of my body.
"N-n-n-no!" I yelled. Suddenly, the humming morphed into words, but they were still at the back of my mind.
"She is terrified!"
"Bella? Bella, listen to me, you are safe here." A voice full of authority said; my last hope.
"Don't leave me…" I whispered as Marc continued to abuse my body by running his hands over me and moaning in pleasure.
"We won't." a strong voice answered. Marc's hands slowly morphed into larger, grubbier hands and I looked up to see the man who had 'bought' me. He too started to abuse my body ad he rubbed me roughly and I squirmed underneath him. When his mouth finally released mine, I yelled for my angel with all my might,
"EDWARD!" I shot up like an arrow; waking up. Someone was touching my face and I immediately shrunk back and completely freaked out; balling myself in the corner of the bed.

That was probably one of my most vivid nightmares and the Cullens just had to witness it. I felt beyond embarrassed; I had ruined their sleep and made a fool out of myself. Concern was etched on their faces but I pulled all remaining strength to blow the dream off as normal; they left me alone.

School was okay I guess. I was particularly wary of physical contact; if anybody were to touch me now, the flashbacks at the edge of my eyes would be released. It felt like so much had happened since Marc first felt me, but I could still feel him on me; my chest was bruised from his effort and my skin was still scabbed over from my attempt at getting clean. I also had another bruise on my rear where that man had slapped me yesterday. My ribs and other bruises weren't as bad as they usually are since technically, haven't been punched physically over the past two days, only punched emotionally.

The Cullens stayed with me at all times. In the morning I received glares from Jessica and Lauren and shuddered at what would happen once I was by myself. As the day wore on and the time to see Marc approached, I felt the fear rising in me. I couldn't face Marc. My body was screaming at my mind to try and protect myself and run. I was having an inner battle and it was at lunch that I realised that my body had won. I didn't want to return home just to get beaten. Why haven't I run before? Because I was scared? Because I was secretly hoping for Jane to return? Because of the Cullens? Oh, the Cullens… I didn't want to hurt them. I will run away, they don't deserve my problems. Marc didn't know I was spending time with them, so they were in no harm. My instincts finally made my mind up. I will run.

I just need to go home after school, before Marc comes back from work and gather my few pathetic things. Then I will run towards freedom and leave this whole life behind. I gulped; I will leave the Cullens behind too.

The afternoon went by too fast for my liking; it was very silent. The Cullens insisted to drive me home and left with cheerful 'see you tomorrow's'. No, no you wont.

I turned to face my house. It may have been my house, but never my home; just a place of pain and torture. I reached in my pocket for my key, but instead, my hand encountered a piece of paper. Curious, I pulled it out and tears started flowing down my face. Oh Alice… She had written down all the phone numbers of her family and signed,

Just in case you ever need to call us =) Oh, speak to you tomorrow- you know, we still need to plan our shopping!- Love Alice xx

I shoved the note back into my pocket and grabbed my key angrily. I was never going to call them- never. I slowly crept into the house and flicked on the lights. I nearly had a heart attack.

Marc was waiting in the hallway. This could not be happening! His car wasn't in the driveway! No- this COULD NOT BE HAPPENING!

"Where were you?" he asked deadly calm while approaching me.
"Uh, school." I answered stupidly and he punched me in the jaw.
"Don't you try to be a smart-ass with me! Do you know how much money your little stunt cost me? Huh? Do you?!" He grabbed me by my collar and dragged me to the living room.
"You have always ruined everything in my life!" He yelled while kicking me viscously in the ribs.
"S-stop! I'm s-sorry!" I breathed.
"Oh no. Not this time! No one will protect you this time!" That's it. He is finally going to kill me. He yanked my arm and twisted it cruelly.
"Both women I loved left me because of you!" I cried out in pain while my mind was confused; both women? Was he drunk?

Then I heard a sickening snap followed by my piercing cry. My arm burned painfully. Marc pushed me towards the kitchen. He left momentarily as I heard him shuffling through cabinets. I couldn't move, I just panted while my entire body cried in protest. Marc than came back and sat in front of me. Through my haze of pain, I could see what he was holding and my breathing started to accelerate, only causing more pain. He had a gun and I knife. My stomach clenched and I was sick on the floor as dread filled me.

"Your mother wanted to leave ma and take you with her… She made me. I didn't want to, but SHE MADE ME!" He yelled defensively. "I had to get rid of her. I changed my name and retreated within myself. One day, my saviour pulled me out of my hole and we decided to find you." He slowly raised his gun to my head while I froze. "Then h-how do you think I f-felt, w-when she wanted to l-leave me too?" He sobbed. I was utterly confused; having no idea what he was talking about and the pain wasn't helping me comprehend.

"All because of you, all because of you…" He chanted.
"ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!" He suddenly pulled the trigger while jerking the gun so that he shot my upper thigh. I yelled as the pain spread through me. Marc then seemed to compose himself.

"Confused much darling?" His voice was sickly sweet. He flipped me over and positioned himself over me. He bent down and drew the knife to the back of my neck at the bottom of my hairline. I whimpered in anticipation of what he was about to do.

"My name is not Marc Barker. Its Charlie Swan. I am your biological father." He said slowly as he carved something in my skin. Pain was the only thing I was able to feel. He- he couldn't be! Fresh tears poured out of my eyes.
"I love you baby." He whispered in my ear before walking off.

I completely stopped moving, not even to writhe in pain. I was numb. I was going to die. I welcomed death. I didn't want this life anymore. Charlie had killed my biological mother. He found me again only to torture me more. Jane tried to protect me. She failed. I was alone. I want to die.

Suddenly, the angry faces of my angels flashed before my eyes. I couldn't give up- not yet.

I slowly got the piece of paper out of my pocket with my working arm. I pulled on the telephone wire near my head, making the phone clatter to the ground. I typed the first number on the now- blood stained piece of paper. I was fading with each digit. I was going to fail.

The phone slipped from my hand to rest by my head. I couldn't move. I am sorry mom, I am sorry my angels, I am sorry, but I am giving up.

"Hello?" A distant voice called.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.
"Bella? Bella!"
"I'm sorry." It was inaudible even to myself, but I didn't care.

I walked toward the darkness which welcomed me with open arms.

CLIFF HANGER! =P Sorry, but I just had to leave it there. This is a very important and confusing chapter, so please feel welcomed to ask me some questions to clear things up.