CH 33-What are the chances?
I don't know where we went wrong.
I thought everything had been planned, we were all supposed to be safe.
I was supposed to be safe. That's what they all told me. Charlie, Emmett, Edward......
But I'm not safe. Not in the slightest. Right now I'm bleeding from a gash in my head, slowly loosing consciousness, while that sick bastard, Phil, is pacing in front of me screaming something....I can't understand what he's saying though. Everything sounds....blurry. How can something even sound like that....I don't know but it's like I'm underwater. Ugh....my head hurts is the last thing that floats through my mind before I let the darkness overcome me.
~*~
Everyone was confident Phil wouldn't be able to figure out where I was. Everyone thought that, even if he did, he wouldn't be stupid enough to come looking for me, because of Charlie. Everyone also felt positive that, if by some chance Phil found out where I was, and stupidly came after me, I would be safest around a lot of people, at school.....Well....everyone was wrong.
It was the next week, after my date with Edward. A normal Tuesday, except for some strange reason I got a tet message during my 3rd period Math class with Emmett. I looked at it, and it was from Edward. He wanted to meet me at his car during AP English. He wanted to skip. I thought it was cute. We were almost never alone anymore, so I didn't think anything of it....I should have.
I don't know how I could possible be so stupid, but, when the bell rang, I waved bye to Emmett, telling him I'd see him at lunch, and headed out to the parking lot. The only thing on my mind was seeing my way-too-handsome god of a boyfriend. When I got to his Volvo, I was majorly surprised that he wasn't already waiting for me. (should have been clue #1) Then I got closer and saw that his window was broken in. (definitely clue # 2) But what do I do? I run over to inspect the damage. I should have been running in the opposite direction, towards the people, towards safety. I'm so stupid.
That's when he snuck out from behind the car and grabbed me roughly. I didn't even have to look at his face to know who it was. No one else had that same disgusting smell, mixed with the all-too-familiar feel of his hands. I tried to scream, but the damp cloth over my face caused me to black out, before a single 'peep' could be heard.
I came too in a dingy-looking motel room? I was guessing, but that's certainly what it looked like. I guessed I hadn't been out too long, which would mean I was in Port Angeles. Forks didn't have seedy places like this. Phil had me tied to a chair facing him, where he was sitting on the corner of the bed. As my vision became less foggy, I noticed dark stains on the bedspread and carpets of the room I was in, which further confirmed that we weren't in the quaint town of Forks. I hoped that Phil hadn't done something to Edward. I doubted he did. If Edward was okay, he would have immediately alerted Charlie that I wasn't in class. Then as soon as they could Charlie would get in touch with the FBI angent working with the case, and he would be able to find me through the tracking devide I was wearing. I felt my left wrist for the ugly black watch, and wiggled a finger under the flip-top face to reveal a black button.
~*~Flashback to a week before~*~
"Bella" Charlie said to me as he came into 'my room' at the Cullen's. "I want you to wear this" He held out a bulky black watch. I looked at his, thoroughly confused. "It's got a tracking device in it, here" he flipped the face of the watch up to show me a black button was hiding underneath. "If you're in trouble, just press this button for at least 5 seconds, and it'll activate. It sends a signal through cell-phone towers...as long as you're within range, we'll be able to find you." I hesitantly reached for it.
"Do you really think this is necessary? I mean, isn't this kinda expensive?"
"Don't worry about it. It will make me feel better if you wear it. Please? For me?"
I agreed to wear it, and not ever take it off. It was water-proof, so I had to wear it in the shower too.
~*~End~*~
I had never been more thankful for Charlie's overprotective nature. I held the button down for longer than the five needed seconds, just to be sure. I was half expecting it to beep or something, and was a bit afraid Phil would hear, but there was no such noise.
"My Isabella" I cringed as he reached up to stroke my cheek. "Where is your mother? Why did you run away from me? Why did you lie to me? WHY? Answer ME!!" He yelled and hit me when I said nothing. I barely registered the sting on my cheek, or the feeling of my warm blood trickling down my now-swollen lip. "I knew you were lying. When I called to ask where you were, Brad, you remember him?, well he helped me track the call. You told me you were in Florida, but I'm no fool. I knew you were here. I missed you....Brad does too. Now as soon as you and your dumb-slut of a mother come to your senses, we can go back to Phoenix, and spend some time with Brad and the gang. That will be nice...right? We can go back to the nice little family we were?"
I spat in his face. "Fuck you Phil. I'm never going back with you. And what the hell is your problem?! Renee isn't here. I haven't seen her in weeks! She's long-gone so this idea of a 'perfect family' isn't going to happen!!" I know I shouldn't have yelled at him. He wasn't stable, but I wasn't exactly thinking straight. I did regret everything I'd said when suddenly his fist connected with my jaw, with enough force to know my chair backwards and smack my head onto the floor. I didn't black out right away, no. I was conscious long enough to feel the kicks directed at my ribs. I couldn't do anything to protect myself from them. My hands were still tied behind my back. I felt one more kick to my stomach, knocking all the air out, and I couldn't breathe. Black dots swirled in front of me, and I welcomed the dark.