HEY! So I know this is like really really early but I promised to start writing as soon as someone reviewed. Which she (or he) did... anonomously. *she growled, her eyes glazing over as anger coursed through her veins* y'all, I love reviews but it REALLY REALLY REALLYYYY bugs me when they're anonomous (try spelling that three times fast, not the word really, anonomous... Lemme try, anonomous, anonomous, anonomous. Oh. Maybe it's not that hard). So.. if you're too lazy to SIGN IN, put your pen name or something on there! Seriously! Then maybe I'd reply or put your name on here!

Kay, so after that little rant I wrote last night, I used spellcheck on Word... anonomous is spelled wrong... it's anonymous. Maybe it's harder than I thought! A lot of people said that it was too short, and I know it was, but I couldn't find any other suspensefull stopping place, so unless you wanted a 2,000 word chapter (which some of you might want) I don't wanna drag it out too much.

Thank you SO SO SOOOO much for reading. It makes me feel awesome that some people actually WANT to read this.

No rape in this chapter, but there is a couple of slightly mean words. You have been warned.


Last Chapter: "Bella," he whispered, and stepped closer towards me, grabbing my hand, "I love you. I have loved you, ever since that first day you came to Forks." He stopped talking and smashed his lips to mine.

I shoved him off me. "Mike! What the hell?" I tried to pull away, but was constricted by his hands, that had suddenly become tight on my wrists.

His eyes bored into mine, longingly, lovingly. "Bella, I know you love me. You really don't have to pretend any more. Edward's not here anymore." Pain shot through my heart at the sound of his name.

I tried to tug my wrists out of his tight grip, "Mike. I love Ed- Edward. He may not want me anymore, but I will always be loyal to him. And no one else."

Mike brought his face uncomfortably close to mine, his breath hot on my face, "Bella, we all know you love me. So just say it."

"No." I spat.

He let go of my wrists and punched me in the abdomen. I fell to my knees, clutching my stomach, traitor tears sliding down my face. I would not scream. I would not give him the satisfaction of hearing my pain.

"Say it!" He kicked me again, hard. I shook my head, knowing I would pay the price for my stubbornness.

"Say it! Now!" He roared, kicking me again.

"I... I love you" I tried to say, my voice shaking.

"There you go sweetheart, now was that so hard?"

I shut my eyes, blocking him out. Trying not to hear his words.

"Get up!" He ordered, I hesitatatingly stood, still clutching my stomach.

"Strip. Now."

My eyes widened, and, afraid to speak, I furiously shook my head.

He raised an eyebrow at me, challenging me. But, I wasn't going to give in to him. He wouldn't get what he wanted so easily. What he wanted... I knew what he wanted. What he was going to try and take.

"Isabella," he crooned seductively, interrupting my thoughts. Or at least he tried to say seductively. It actually just sounded pretty gross. "Take off your clothes... Or I'll do it for you." I didn't want his hands any closer than they had to be. Shakily, I peeled my shirt and jeans off, leaving me in a tank top and panties. I shivered, the freezing wind making the hair on my arms stand up.

"All of them." He said, staring at my breasts.

I had to put my foot down. "No."

He stepped closer, "So will I have to do it for-" I kicked him hard in the groin. He fell to his knees, clutching his manhood. I turned and ran, not looking back.

"Shit!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the trees.

I dug my feet into the ground, and sprinted through the forest, without a trail, no idea whether or not I was nearing the road, or just getting myself even more lost.

My foot caught onto something, probably a root or something and I let out a squeak as the ground came rushing towards me. Catching myself with my hands, I could already feel my left ankle pulsating with pain. Just by looking at it, I knew I wouldn't be able to get away from Mike again if he came looking for me.

I let in a shaky breath, and, ignoring the pain in my stomach and ankle, began to drag myself by my arms. All I needed was cover. So, if Mike did come for me, I wouldn't be so obvious.

The rustling of branches made me freeze in surprise


Uh oh. What do you think is going to happen to Bella? Will Mike come and find her, or is everyone's favorite gold-eyed vampire going to save the day again? Please, Please, Pretty Please Review? Whose POV do you want next?

I've always wondered this - just random - but in Twilight, when James calls Bella... Why can't Alice or Jasper hear both sides of their conversation? Send me your thoughts through telepathy... Or if you're not sure how to do that... just click the review button.

And (wow this is a long list) I'm pretty new at writing stories on this website, so does anyone know how to check reviews that people send me? I can only do it when I look at the "remove review" thing... One of my friends told me that I should get an email but... so far I haven't. And I HAVE gotten reviews. Need Help! Please! If you do, I'll let you write a line in one of the next few chapters! Really! Thanks sooo much!

1,070 Words... I'm very proud of myself