15-Guess Who's Back

AN: SMALL WARNING GUYS: THIS IS A LITTLE MORE 'T' THAN MOST OF MY OTHER CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN!!

A few hours later we had the bonfire roaring. Alice had the foresight to pack hot dogs and marshmallows for us to roast and enjoy. She even brought Graham crackers and Hershey's for S'Mores!!

Yumm.....

We had all semi-dressed over our suits, and it wasn't too cold now. The sun was down and there was a light breeze, but it was nice. Quil, being the generous man he is, offered to let us use the facilities in his house since it was the closest to the beach. The outhouse-like thing that was on the beach was atrocious, and no one ever used it. It just so happened that I had to go pee....badly.

"Hey guys, I'm gonna go to Quils. Be back in a sec." I hopped up and dusted the sand off my shorts. Edward offered to go with me, but I declined saying I was perfectly able to go pee by myself! I walked up to his house and let myself in. Quil's parents weren't home, and he had left it unlocked for us.

As I closed the door when I was done a rought warm hand shot out and grabbed my arm. I looked up to see Jacob smirking at me.

"So...B. How's it going?" he said casually, like he wasn't giving me bruises from his vice-grip!

"Fine until you showed up Black!" I trued to tug my arm free, but he just held on tighter and started pulling me off the porch. I kept struggling as he dragged me to the side of the house and roughly pushed me against the wall.

"Stop! Jacob. Let. Me. GO!"

"Now now Bella. Stop fighting me." he grabbed my other hand arm and held them both above my head. He had both my wrists in one of his huge over-grown paws. I winced when he tightened his grip. I tried to kick him but he had his entire body pressed against mine, and he was too strong for me to push his off enough to get my leg up. I thought about screaming, and I was about to when he stopped me by pressing his gross lips to mine. I kept struggling against him, trying to get him off somehow. I felt his hand go down to my shorts and unbutton them.

Then he stopped. I hoped he had come to his senses, but he just got some bandannas out of his pocket. He shoved one into my mouth and used the other to tie my hands together behind my back. I felt the tears well up in my eyes, and I willed them away. I'm not going to cry for this monster. He threw me down on the ground and I could feel the gravel scraping my skin. The full moon illuminated things just enough so I could see the wild gleam in his eyes as he knelt down in front of me. He ripped my shirt and grabbed me with one hand while the other one made it's way down my shorts again. I felt like I couldn't get enough air in my lungs with all his weight on top of me; I could feel the blackness start to come. I gasped as his too rough fingers entered me. I squirmed and tried to get him off me again. It was getting harder to keep my head straight but I heard him talking to me.

"Ahh....sweet sweet Isabella. You like this, don't you? You're such a whore. I know you want me. You know it too. Stop fighting me Isabella." He grabbed my hair and lifted mt head of a bit, before slamming it back down on the ground, effectively knocking me out.