AN: This should be correct.

Chapter 6

I flinched as I saw James enter the door. I hated him I hated him, Victoria, and everyone else in this place. And yet James' behavior had hurt me. Not by the scars no it hurt in another way. It felt like he had betrayed me. I watched him take a few steps towards me before stopping.

"Are…I mean…DANG IT Isabella!!' I flinched again and drew farther away from him, which wasn't easy. "You were doing so well. And I finally give you some leeway and look what happens." He sat down with his back to the wall. "What do you think you were doing? Huh? Never mind you'll just lie to me. But I am curious about something Victoria's come up with a plan to get the meth to Mexico using the Merry-go-round…" I listened to the plan realizing that it was my plan to begin with. "…do you think it will work?" I wanted to answer him and tell him everything but I knew my voice was gone and I had also bit threw my tongue so I knew there would be no point in trying. "Well?" I just laid there knowing I wouldn't be able to avoid his anger either way. "You pathetic girl. That's it I've had enough of this. You will be taken from here and killed I have no more use for you." He said angrily and then stormed out of the room leaving me in tears.

I looked up as someone touched my shoulder I noticed Jacob smiling down at me. Ever since my last beating I had refused to speak, mindful that my throat still killed, and had just taken everything dished to me. My only true friend here was Jacob, the undercover cop, but he had to be careful not to be seen around me. I returned the smile slightly before going back to work. I was cleaning his bedroom right now so I knew it would be all right for him to watch.

"Bells I hate to see you like this you know that?" I smiled at the nick name he had given me his reasons being that the second extra it took to say my name was an extra second wasted away from our time together. "You missed a spot." He said jokingly which I returned by throwing a pillow at him. He just started laughing and continued on talking to me and joking about. I just kept doing my chores listening to him. Neither one of us noticed that James had entered the room nor that he was watching us. "Are you sure you wont speak? I mean I can tell your angry still but you know your only making it worse by not speaking. I mean it's been a week since your beating and not a word?" I just shrugged my shoulders. I looked around for another task to do but finding nothing I started cleaning up. I was almost to the door when I was spun around and I felt Jacobs's lips press to mine. I gasped in surprise, and for some reason I started to fight. After a few seconds he relented and let me go.

"Please never do that again." I said in a hoarse whisper.
"I quite agree with Isabella there Jacob!" We both spun around to see James leaning against the other doorway.

"Lord James, forgive me I couldn't resist." James just waved him off just staring at me, or at least attempting to, finally giving up.

"Victoria needs your help."

"Yes sir." Jacob quickly left the room. I remained still as did James.

"I think I'm in love." I jerked my head up to look at him. "I know it sounds weird but I'm starting to believe it. Don't look at me like I'm insane." He turned to look out the window. I just stared at him. 'Love? Could that be what this was, why I felt so hurt by him. I mean he didn't ask me or at least let me respond to what I was doing he just assumed…' "Tell me what are you thinking?" I came out of my train of thought and just stared at him. "Why wont you speak to me? You can't can you?" I just shook my head.

"Oh Isabella I...I didn't know I mean…come with me!" I looked at his offered hand in shock but accepted it. He walked down the hallway and started getting on the elevator. I freaked and tried to jerk out of his grasp but he wouldn't let me not quite understanding my struggles.

"Please." I whispered wincing at the pain in my throat. "Haven't I been punished enough?" His eyes widened whether at the sound of my voice or at recognition I don't know.

"Isabella you have my permission. Please come, trust me." I didn't know if I could but I did. After we got off he escorted me to the bedroom I had been in the week before. I noticed that nothing had been moved since my last visit and yet it was still clean. "Isabella this is your new room. I had hoped to let you have it sooner but…well get some sleep. I'll call a doctor to come look at your throat." And with that he left.

I moaned as if felt myself being shaken awake. I jumped as I noticed the man sitting next me. I quickly looked around the room to see three other men in the room all holding guns and guarding all the doors. I quickly looked at the man beside me. He just looked at one of the men who nodded in response to the silent question. The man turned back to me. "Isabella?" I nodded my head to his question wondering how he knew my name. "Isabella I'm doctor Carlisle. I am Ed…I mean I am James' father." I noticed he had started to say an alternate name. Well that would explain the guards. "I was…brought here to check you over. "Can I have you open your mouth and say ah?" I complied with his requests and all the others that followed. When he was done he was escorted from the room by the three guards.

I quickly got up and made my way to the door and outside. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do only that I had, for once, not been waken up to do chores. I decided to play it safe and went back inside at sat down to ponder over everything that had happened this past week. Me coming up with the plan of meth and being punished for only obeying Victoria. I mean that in itself was a lose-lose situation. If I had defied her I would have been punished anyway. I quickly pushed the memory of my punishment out of my mind with no success.

FLASHBACK

I glanced around the room that Laurent had brought me to. I knew it was somewhere near the MGR room but I had never been in this room. I looked over at the girl by the fire she had four rods heating in the fireplace trying not to burn herself. I felt myself being shoved into the wall and my shirt being taken off. My arms were then strung up above my head.

"Isabella you shall receive twenty strokes for you misconduct. Five strokes for each transgression. One-leaving your room without a guard." Following these words I felt a severe pain grow from my back that had me full out screaming by the second stroke. Three strokes later and he paused. "Two- For entering the MGR room without direct permission." Five more agony feel strokes followed leaving me completely hoarse and I could feel my throat starting to tear. This continued with my last two punishments three-attacking a fellow servant, probably the one who awoke me with the black eye, and fourth-for entering one of the forbidden rooms.

END FLASHBACK

I cringed as I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Isabella the doctor informed me that your throat was torn by your screaming he said not to talk for another week or two to let it heal." I just nodded my head I had no intention of speaking ever again. I heard him sigh and pull up a chair. "Isabella about what I said last night. Isabella what did you expect!" I cringed again as he got louder knowing this was the outbreak I'd been waiting for.
"I MEAN COME ON Isabella THIS IS YOUR FAULT IF YOU WOULD JUST OBEY ME AND Victoria YOU WOULD…" I tuned him out at this point. I had obeyed Victoria and look where it landed me. I was starting to get curious about what he meant last night. He was falling in love with me? I couldn't believe that if he was then…well I don't know!

"AND THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE NEEDED TO FORCE MY DAD TO COME HERE WITH HIS GUARDS!" So I was correct about the guards.

"ARE YOU LISTENING?" I felt pain as I was pulled upwards by my hair. This was followed by a sting on my cheek.

"James just give up on her. Obviously she doesn't care for you the way you do her." We both turned to look at Victoria who had just entered the room. "James, Aro just called he says to start the auction now."

"Thank you Victoria let's go!" They both left the room leaving me alone. I was thinking over the plan they had come up with, well I had come up with; if they didn't arrange the meth right they would get caught. But why should I care I mean at least it's leaving the US not arriving. And I'll most likely die anyways, but I didn't dare leave this room but if the auction started then they would be showing the final product and yet…they also need to…dang it why do I have to play hero! I quickly jumped out of bed and made my way to the door. They were going to kill me anyways. I opened the door and flew down the hall way not meeting any resistance.