Here it is, chapter 2. I had hoped to update sooner, but I got some fantastic reviews, and one of them made me really stop and look at my story. I realized that things happened really fast, so this chapter goes back to the beginning of the night, to explain how things happened. It's not as long as I wanted, but I think it makes sense.

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I'm off to write chapter 3 now. I'm trying out an Edwards point of view. We'll see how it goes!

8 Hours Earlier

"Okay dad. I promise I'll call you tomorrow. I got to go. I don't want the food to burn before Jacob gets home." I said goodbye to my father Charlie and hung up the phone. Good old Charlie Swan. Chief of police in Forks, Washington. My dad is such a small town man with old fashioned values and morals. I know it makes him uneasy thinking of my living with my boyfriend Jacob Black, but he'd never say anything. He's big on letting me make my own way and mistakes in the world.

Jacob and I have been together since I was about 17. His dad Billy and my dad have been friends for all of our lives. We grew up together, spending weekends and holidays together every year. It took a while for me to realize that Jacob had feelings for me. My brothers, Jasper and Emmett, kept telling me that he liked me, but I never saw it. I'd never been good with guys, preferring to stay to myself. But Jacob was persistant. He asked me out for my 17th birthday. He took me on a picnic and brought me flowers. I had never had that kind of attention before and it took my breath away. I agreed to be his girlfriend and here we are, 5 years later. I moved to Seattle when I was 20 so I could go to college and be closer to Jasper and Emmett, who'd left Forks as soon as they turned 18. Jacob couldn't stand not being with me, so a year later, he followed me here. Now I worked in a small bookstore part time when I wasn't in school, and he's gotten a job at a mechanic's shop fixing cars, something he was actually good at. Between our two incomes, we could afford the small apartment we called home.

Glancing up at the clock above the stove, I realized that Jacob was due home in a little under an hour. I pulled open the oven door and took the potato casserole out. I sprinkled the top with cheese and put it back in the oven to stay warm. I moved around the tiny apartment we shared, making sure things were exactly where they should be.

Jacob had rules about the up keep of the apartment. As soon as we moved in together, he started to change. He got meaner and stricter. It was slow at first, little comments here and there. If he didn't like my outfit, he'd pick and grumble until I changed into something he approved of. I thought that he just loved me so much he was just looking out for me. When he hit me for the first time, I thought I deserved it. I knew that Jacob liked the bed made as soon as we woke up, no exceptions. It was a little chore, but something that I knew to do to keep the peace. I woke up late one day and had to jump right in the shower to be ontime for one of my classes. Jacob was in the kitchen, drinking coffee. He came into the bedroom, once my shower was over and took one look at the unmade bed and just slapped me.

Lost in my thoughts, I barely heard the phone ring. Sighing, I shook off the memory and looked at the screen. Alice.

"Hi Alice." I said when I answered the phone. Alice Cullen, my best friend. I met Alice at the coffee shop I frequented by school. I was sitting in a booth and she walked up, all perky and pixie like and sat down across from me. "We're gonna be great friends." She had told me, and she was right. We'd been best friends ever since, going on 3 years now. She was also dating Jasper, so we were even closer because of how happy she him and how much extra time we got to spend together as a group.

"Bella! How's it going? Got your romantic dinner all cooked and whatnot? Where's prince charming?" She asked me, barely masking the sarcasm and disdain in her voice. She hated Jacob. She suspected that things weren't as great and rosy as I pretended them to be, but she would never say anything. She figured that I'd tire of him and move in with her and things would be perfect.

"Yes Alice. Dinner is cooked and he should be home in a few minutes. I can't talk long. I need to go get changed."

"Well I just wanted to remind you about the party tomorrow. You promised to be here to help me set up. I also wanted to make a request. I just finished your dress for the party, so you need come even earlier so I can make sure it fits right and then I can do your hair and makeup." She said in a rushed voice.

"Hey! You said I could do my own hair and makeup! Alice, that was the deal!" Alice could go a little overboard playing Bella Barbie. It gets old sometimes, even though I know her heart is in the right place. "What's the big deal with my hair and makeup anyway? With Rosalie there, no one will even be looking at me. I could go in a sack and i'd get the same attention."

"BELLA! The new dress deserves some finess. I'm going to make you sparkle! No argueing. You'll be in my capable hands. Now, you said something about getting changed? What are you wearing? Please don't tell me you're wasting one of my creations on him. Wear the black dress with the flats. You'll look fine."

Oh Alice. My personal stylist.

I did need to get dressed though. Jacob hated waiting for anything. I also needed to get off the phone with Alice, before she could mention...

"I spoke to Ed-"

"Got to go Alice! Love ya and I'll see you tomorrow!" And with a click, closed my phone, stopping her before she could mention him. It hurt even to hear his name. I'd been secretly in love with Alice's brother since she introduced us, about a year ago. It was wrong, because of Jacob, but there was something about him that made my heart beat faster. I could imagine waking up to those beautiful green eyes every day for the rest of my life. Of course, it was all a fantasy. Jacob would never let me go. I'd made the mistake of trying to break things off once. When the abuse began, I was so scared and torn. I tried to break things off, and he made it perfectly clear that if I tried to leave, he'd kill me. I had no doubt he meant it. So I stayed. Then he proposed. I don't know why I said yes, I guess fear. I didn't doubt for a minute that he'd make good on his promise if I said no.

Tucking the image of his eyes into my mind, I pulled out the black dress and shoes Alice had suggested. Pulling them on, I finished my make up with a light swipe of mascara and some gloss, just as I heard Jacob's keys in the front door.

"Bells, I'm home." He called out.

I hurried out to greet him, something else he insisted on. "Hi honey. I missed you!"

I hate terms of endearment. They always sound so fake, and forced.

"Dinner is ready, but I can keep it warming if you want to go get cleaned up and changed." I smiled at him, hoping to make him smile. If he smiled, even once, the night might not be so bad.

He didn't.

"What's wrong with how I'm dressed? Not fancy enough for you? "

"No Jacob, that's not what I meant. I just thought that you would want to freshen up. Put the workday behind you. I'm sorry, of course you're perfect the way you are. Here, let's have some wine." I hurried into the kitchen to pour us each a glass of his favorite red. I plastered a smile on my face as I handed him his glass.

"Why are you all dressed up? Expecting company? I thought I told you I didn't want any company over here? Did that Alice come over to help you pick out that outfit?" Jacob liked Alice about as much as she liked him. "No Jacob. She didn't come over. I just thought it would be nice to look pretty for you. Don't you like it?" I asked him. The look in his eyes was scary. He just kept staring at me. Leering at me is more like it. Something just didn't seem right.

"Oh, you thought it would be nice to dress up for me? Since when? Where you hoping to see your lover boy tonight? Thought maybe Alice and that brother of hers would be stopping by?"

"Lover boy? What are you talking about? Jacob, you there's only you." How in the world did he know? What did he know? I barely knew how I felt these days.

"I know you like him Bells, you can quit playing stupid. It's insulting. Are you fucking him? Is that what the dress is all about? You got all dressed up so he could put his hands on what's mine, didn't you? Little slut." He spat out at me. I couldn't understand where this was all coming from. It wasn't like him to jump right into fighting. He generally liked to let me think that all was good first. Shock me more when the first slap came.

"Jacob no. You know that isn't true. There isn't anyone else. There's never been anyone but you." I pleaded with him. It was true. I had never been with anyone other than Jacob. I had given him my virginity. He knew that. "Baby, you know that I love no one but you. There's never been any other man but you."

He set his glass of wine on the counter and started walking towards me. Slowly. He came to a stop in front of me and took my hands in his. He raised one to his lips and kissed the knuckles. I was confused. "Jacob-" He cut me off by kissing my lips.

"Bella, I love you. And you are mine. Only mine. I'm not sharing, your heart or your body." He whispered.

"Jacob-"

"Bella, I didn't ask you to speak. I think you're forgetting who you're dealing with. I'm in charge. Now, I know that you had your heart set on going to Alice's little party tomorrow night, but I think that you should stay home. She'll understand. I don't want you anywhere near her, or that brother of hers."

Oh god. He couldn't do this. Alice was all I had left. I barely saw my brothers anymore. He got suspicious if I spent too much time with any of them. Alice was my best friend.

"No Jacob. I have to go. Alice is counting on me. Just this one last time, please." If I could convince him to let me go, I could explain to Alice what was going on.

"Isabella, what have I told you about answering me back?" He yelled at me, raising his hand.

I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the slap. When it didn't come, I opened them see him laughing. "My god Bells, your pathetic. I don't know why I put up with you." He walked to the stove, where our dinner was getting cold. "What in the hell is this? I thought you were making steaks? This isn't steak. This looks like slop." He picked up the casserole I had worked on so hard, and flung it across the tiny kitchen. "Clean that up."

I'd had enough.

"No Jacob. You made the mess, you clean it up." I turned to walk in to the bedroom, but stopped abruptly when his hand grabbed onto my arm, hard.

"What did you say to me?"

"You heard me. I'm tired of how you treat me Jacob. I haven't done anything wrong tonight except get dressed up for you and cook you a nice meal. I don't deserve this. I'm going to bed."

WHACK! The dreaded slap from earlier landed on my face before I could move or say anything else. My hand flew to my cheek and I could feel the tears sting my eyes.

"Bella baby, I'm sorry! You know I didn't mean to slap you honey." He stepped towards me and I flinched. Wrenching my arm out of his grasp, I ran to the bedroom and slammed the door behind me, locking it.

"I'm leaving Jacob. I mean it this time. You can't stop me." I yelled to him, grabbing my suitcase and opening in on the floor by my closet. I was going to leave this time. I'd call Alice and she'd come and get me. I couldn't lose her friendship. She kept me sane, laughing and breathing. If he kept me from her, I'd die.

Jacob started pounding on the door, screaming.

"BELLA!!"

I needed to hurry.

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