Previously:

Just as I was about to give up hope and try to make a run for it, the door opened, causing me to fly backwards. I hit something hard with the back of my head, and then was shoved to the side.

"What the fuck!" I heard from the doorway in the most sensual, deep, velvety voice I'd ever heard, along with a simultaneous howl of pain from behind me.

I groaned, realizing I was face down in a dirty back alley behind a nightclub.

Awesome.

BPOV:

I groaned again, feeling the pain radiating from the back of my head. I held a hand up to it, and then propped myself up on my elbows. As I pulled my hand off my head, I smelled it before I saw it – the distinct metallic smell assaulted my senses, and then I saw the red coating my hand. Blood.

Once more, Awesome.

I became aware of several things at once, the most important of which being that I was no longer alone back here. There were five new figures, along with the asshole who had been following me.

Another fact that I took in was that the asshole was moaning and covering his nose, with blood pouring out from under his hand.

Blood. Awesome.

"Alice, go check on the girl. Rose, go get help!" I heard that voice, that voice sent straight from the heavens and made just for my ears, confidently order.

All of the sudden, there was a girl in front of me. She had short, black hair, spiked up in a very unique way, but it fit her. She was pale, almost glowing in the moonlight, with beautiful, almond-shaped eyes. She noticed me studying her, and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Alice, are you OK?" she questioned in her tinkling, bell-like voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, flipping over to my back and then sitting up. I groaned a bit at the blood rushing around in my head, but it passed after a few seconds.

"What were you doing back here?" the girl – Alice – questioned me.

"Ummmmm," I responded, unsure of what to say, until I was interrupted by yelling.

"Stupid bitch, you broke my fucking nose!" the creep yelled.

As I thought about it, it made sense. He must have been right behind me, and when the door was opened and I was thrown back, I hit him with the back of my head, breaking his nose. Meaning the blood now coating my hair and the back of my head was his. Eww.

Seconds later, the other girl, Rose, re-emerged from the club leading some paramedics. They split up, one going over to creeper/asshole, and the other came over to me.

"Ma'am, are you OK?" he asked me, while he looked me up and down, obviously checking for any injury.

"I'm fine," I once again replied, and went to stand up. As I got to my feel I stumbled, the world spinning all around me, and I started to tilt over to the side again. I braced myself for the impact of the sidewalk, but it never came.

I opened my eyes to look straight into a pair of the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. Suddenly the brow furrowed, and I realized that this, this, god who had caught me had been trying to talk to me.

"Ma'am, Ma'am," I heard the paramedic say, and felt myself being handed over. He shined a light in my eyes, but when he went to touch me, I panicked, shoving his hand away as hard as I could, and backing up a few feet.

"Ma'am, I'm not going to hurt you," he said, in a very soothing voice. "Can you tell me your name?"

"Bella," I responded, keeping my eyes on him so as not to be dazzeled senseless by the god again.

"Ok, Bella, can you tell me where you are?"

I look at him confused, wondering why he was asking me that. "Ummm, behind a club, uhhhhh Twilight, isn't it?" I responded.

"Ok Bella, good. I just wanted to make sure you didn't have any damage to your brain. Nothing seems obvious, but I think you may have a concussion, and would like you to come to the hospital with me to get checked out please."

"NO!" I responded quickly, backing up even farther, only to bump into a wall.

"Bella, no one is going to hurt you, but if you do have a concussion a doctor needs to take a look at you," the paramedic went on, trying to convince me to come with him.

The wall I was leaning against took a deep breath, and I felt it reach around and rub up and down my arms, trying to warm me up and stop my shaking.

Wait a second, walls don'tâ€Ĥ..

I spun around, my heart beating out of my chest to once again look into the eyes of the god. I backed away from him, only to bump into the paramedic, causing me to spin around once again. I felt trapped, with people surrounding me everywhere, trying to grab me.

I fell back into memories, and suddenly I was back there, back with him, and panicked again. And then, I did the only thing I knew how to do. I ran.