Yay!! "Hate Me" is back!! Though, this isn't your amazingly awesome author. It's her "almost beta" Castielle (pen name: Shiki-chan)!! The reason I say "almost beta" is because she has a beta (which isn't me), but she gives me her chapters to type up because I see her beautifully amazing author's face every day. (Note to the author: You owe me for this, Ashley). Anyway, I won't keep you guys waiting for this any longer. Here's chapter (insert number here, because the "almost beta" doesn't know) of "Hate Me"!! for britt and Thelma and all those ppls out there that DON'T hate me…..plz review , rip me a new one if you want….but use the email.

Help Me

I woke up to a stinging wetness between my legs and an overly sickly happy looking Mike asleep, holding my naked body to his. When I made a move to get up, he only laughed and opened his eyes.

"You're not going anywhere, Sweetheart. You are gonna spend today with me. Come on, time to make breakfast." I slowly pulled the thin sheet around me, tying it in certain places to make a makeshift toga. As we walked through my house, I thought of my chances of making it out and to the Cullens.

"Oh, and don't think about going anywhere. Both me and your dad have guns." Dad? Dad? Guns? How am I supposed to get past two guys with guns? That's right…I can't!

We turned into the kitchen and sure enough, by the back door, there was Charlie sitting in a chair with his brand new rifle in his hands. Mike now had pants on with his boxers showing with a gun slipped in the back ("Almost beta" note: He sounds like a gangster…).

The sight made me want to hurl my guts out on the floor.

"After breakfast, we have an announcement to make, Bells" God, what more could they possibly do to me? Mike put his hands on my hips, and I fought the urge to yell, kick and scream for him to get off of me. I wanted Edward.

I don't know why. I barely knew him, yet I felt like he'd always been there for me.

I was vaguely aware of Mike's lips moving sloppily against mine. I was set on the counter top while his disgusting tongue was trying to break through my clenched teeth.

My heart filled with loathing, disgust, and sadness, until he lifted up the sheet more and more to play with my clit. His hands were hot and calloused. They hurt as they rubbed against my skin.

Like sandpaper on a china doll. I wonder what it would feel like if it was Edward's hand. Would it hurt like it did? Would it be enjoyable? Yes, it would. I would be happy if Edward touched me like this. He would never hurt me.

I shook my head to clear it. I needed to stay focused. Finally, he pulled away. Then he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and twined them around in his hands.

"Now behave, and maybe I won't use these." He whispered in my ear.

"Yet." He gave my butt a squeeze and began cooking. When the table was set, he picked me up, sat me on his lap, and tried to feed me.

He kept "accidentally" dropping food between my boobs, and he would lick it up or rummage through the sheet to get it. At first I tried to ask him to stop, but I felt something hard and cold connected with my back.

I wanted to scream, but I knew it would only be harder if I did. After about 3 times of shoving Mike's attempts away, I could make out the shape of a belt buckle. When we finished eating, Mike got up, sat me in the chair, and got on his knee.

As he rummaged through his pockets, I felt my insides drop.

"Bella." he said in a calm, even happy voice that made me want to cry. "I know that at first, you may be opposed to the idea, but me and Charlie think…..

Hey there this is ur awesome author lemme know I know you guys probably hate me , no you guys are kewl like that so you wont, but im glad that you guys get this update hope you like it ,oh and the girl that wanted to be my beta , hey , email me at .

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