Ok here is an update as I promised. I have actually been VERY busy this past week. But I got great news. I got my report card last Wednesday and I got 5 A's and 1 B. I got a B in math but its VERY good that I made an A in US History. I also traveled away for a volleyball game and we beat the hardest team in our conference, but the sad thing was I didnt get to play at all. But you will be getting another update, this time next week because out of all of my days this week I have 2 volleyball games, (away) 1 test in US History, 1 project due, 1 free day, and I have a football game to go to and also the fair is in town. I cant wait to go to that! So I am going to shut up now and let you read.

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Warriorgirl11

This is the BIG chapter. Listen closely...

Chapter 20

BPOV

A week and a half till Christmas…

I sat up quickly in my bed, panting. I looked at the clock 2:45am, great. I just had the worst bad dream ever. I have been having horrible dreams since I got out of the hospital in Forks, which was little less that a month ago. It was now a week and a half till Christmas and I had just gotten my cast off of my ankle from where I had surgery. There was a little wrap on it because it still hurt a little.

I groaned and sat up. I guess if I am going to be stuck up I might as well go down and get some water and sit on the beach. I carefully put on a sweatshirt and a single converse on my foot. I stood up on my crutches and went down stairs.

I quietly filled a glass with water not waking Phil and Renee up. I gulped it down, cooling my throat from screaming and set the glass back into the sink.

I opened the sliding door and went outside. I carefully sank into the sand under the full moon. Something felt weird. Really weird.

After watching the soft waves push and pull for 10 minutes, I felt a pair of cool arms wrap around my waist. It couldn't be.

"You thought you could get away. Didn't you Isabella?" The velvet voice said in a hissing, deadly tone. It was him. He sounded really angry. I knew something was going to happen. Then I started to struggle but he had a strong grip. Tears went down my eyes violently as I stuggled.

"Stop struggling. You aren't going to win. You are coming with me weather you like it or not. Now listen to me or I will kill Renee and Phil," Edward hissed and I stopped struggling with the tears rolling down my cheeks. I was doing this for them to live. I was still tensed.

"Good. Now relax. I want you to lay down and I am going to put a cloth over your mouth and you need to breathe in and out. I wouldn't want to use the needle," He said deadly and I relaxed as he said needle. I deffinantly do not want him to put a needle in me.

"Good Choice," He said as I laid on my back.

"Please no. No. No," I said tears still pouring out of my eyes but his face was still rock hard.

"Shut up Isabella," Edward hissed as he raised a cloth and I sunk back, deeper into the cool sand below me. I nodded with tears wet and dry everywhere.

He slipped the cloth over my mouth and I did what he said and I suddenly lost consciousness….

I opened my eyes slowly remembering what had happened last night or this morning. Edward wasn't in the room. I noticed that I was on a couch laying down in a plane. A plane. Oh no he is taking me back!

The room was black and red as the furniture was red and the walls were black. Odd for a plane. I spotted a food tray with several utensils on it and I got an idea. A knife. I looked around for my crutches and couldn't find them. Right now my ankle was hurting really bad but it will soon stop.

I carefully crawled on to the floor and managed to crawl a few steps with out hurting myself every few minutes. I reached up to the cart and grabbed the knife.

I brought it down to me and leaned against the cart. I put a little preassure on my wrist but only made a tiny little mark and blood went down my wrist. I sighed and went to do it again but a hand caught my hand.

"What are you trying to do!" The voice yelled snatching the knife out of my hand. I looked down silently not wanting to look at Edward's face. Blood was still going down my wrist.

"Look at me Isabella," hissed Edward. I looked up at him to see his eyes cold and harsh. As soon as I looked at him he lifted me up from my waist and carried me back to the couch where he sat me down.

"Now would you like to tell me what you were doing," Edward said loudly to me as I pulled my knees up to my chin. I was scared right now. What is he going to do to me?

"I wanna go home," I mumbled and an angry expression never disappeared.

"what was that?" He said annoyed as he took a glass and filled it with water. He filled another and grabbed an first aid kit from a shelf. He walked back over to me.

"I wanna go home," I said again a little louder. Not loud enough for him to hear better.

"What was that. Isabella, you better say it loud enough for me so I can hear it or your punishment will get even worse," Edward said sitting down beside me.

"I want to go home!" I yelled at him and I felt a slap on my right cheek. I screamed in agony at what he did with the blood still going down my arm.

"You are deffinantly NOT going home. You need to get the idea that you are under my rule now wether you like it or not. We are going back to Port Angelous," Edward said taking my arm in his hand and I flinched as he brought out the first aid kit.

"I don't want to ," I said back to him getting angry. O well.

"Well to bad. We land in 30 minutes. You have done your self a favor. Your punishment is now 3 times worse," Edward said cleaning my wrist so it wouldn't get infected and then wrapping gauze around.

"Punishment! I haven't even done anything," I yelled at him as he stood up again to put up the first aid kit.

"Yes you have," He answered me coming back and lounging in a recliner.

"What have I done?" I said hugging my knees angrily. He was making me really angry.

"You stole Rosalie's car and ran off to Forks which I told you not to do," Edward said playing with the seat cushion.

"You expected me actually to listen to you?" I said to him and he shook his head. "All I did was go to Forks and Charlie made me go to the hospital and they took all the fluids out that you put in it, they made me give an XRay and then I had to have surgery. Then a week and a half before Christmas you kidnap me off the beach. I have been having nightmares since I got out of the hospital all because of you. You have made me suffer and now you are going to 'punish' me again. You are sick," I started out at regular voice and ended yelling. Edward was trying to calm himself but it wasn't working.

"You were suppose to stay on the couch while I was gone. You disobeyed me, Isabella. So you must be punished," Edward hissed at me and my face stayed hard. I wasn't going to let him have pleasure of me crying.

"Hurting me only teaches me to hate you, fear you, resent you, and want to stay as far away from you as I possibly can. The more you hurt me, the more I hate you. Hurting me may force me to obey you, but it will never win my love. I may do and say what you want on the outside, but inside I'll always be hoping you get hurt or die so I can get away from you." (A/N: Thank you DeydreamerBeleiver! Much appreaciated) I hissed at him trying to not let tears escape. The we hit the ground and the time we hit it, I felt contact with Edward's hand on my left cheek with a bunch of force in it.

"Never talk to me that way Isabella. Your punishment is getting worse now. You better be quiet," Edward hisses at me, tears going down my cheeks violently. "Stay here while I go get our things into the car. Don't try anything because this is Aro's private airport. No one will pity you, Isabella," Edward said getting up and leaving.

I sunk down and cried all my tears out. What was I going to do? I don't want to stay here? What is he going to do to me?

I was half asleep when I felt Edward pick me up. I didn't put up a fight with him. I will only lose. I felt him place me in the back of his Volvo and he buckled me in, propping me up correctly. He got in on his side and we drove away from the airport.

This chapter is dedicated to my best friend who died on October 11th 2009, due to a car crash. You are missed greatly. 3 I miss you! :'(