I do not own Twilight ~ Stephanie Meyers is the owner. This is just fan fiction.

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ALL HUMAN: Bella is kidnapped and wakes up to find herself chained to a wall in the bedroom. Who is this man who kidnapped her? He looks familiar, has he been stalking her? Does she know him? What does he want with her? Will she ever escape?

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MANY THANKS TO MY AWESOME BETA Liv16

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CH2 ~ House Rules

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He motioned for me to sit on the bed. The bed was not only made, but it almost looked like a professional came in and made the bed for him. It was too perfect, hospital corners and all. I got nervous, but he'd made me get dressed. Would he rape me after he made me dress, surely not, would he? He stood near the door, "Okay, now for some ground rules."

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He stood against the door with his arms down at his sides, still holding on to the chain. "This is our bedroom, but I am being a gentleman and allowing you time to adjust to this new living arrangement. I may be a man and most men are messy, but I am very neat. I like to keep things organized and clean. Therefore I expect the same from you. Next time you mess up our bedroom, I will remove everything from it and you can stay in the nude until you earn back your clothes. Next time you throw food out, you will have to wait till the next meal to eat."

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I started to get angry, "How dare you call yourself a gentleman? You have me chained up to a wall. You kidnapped me!" he glared at me. "This brings me to my next rule. You will treat me with respect and I will not hurt you or yell at you. I deserve the same, we are going to be together for a long time, we must learn to get along."

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"You want me to treat you with respect? How about letting me go?" he chuckled, "That is not going to happen until I can trust you and know you will stay here with me of your own free will." I shook my head and cried, "That is never going to happen. I will never want to stay here. I will get out one day, then you will be chained up in jail."

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He laughed at me, "I doubt that, but I guess this means you'll be chained up for a long time." I wiped my tears away. "I will let you into other areas of our home as I am sure you are lonely in the bedroom and I would love your company. It would be nice for us to have meals together, to do chores together and to hang out and enjoy the rest of the house. But if you disrespect me or our home, then you will be moved back into the bedroom."

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"If you try to run off you will be punished and lose more privileges. Though, if you do try to run off there is really no place to go, we are in the middle of nowhere. I planned this, I knew it would be easier for you to adjust to our life if there was no one to distract us." He smiles and walks out of the bedroom and I have no choice but to follow, but I stop at the doorway, scared of what I will find.

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I was afraid it was a trap. Were other people here? He tugged on the chain and walked into the dining room and attached the chain to the lock on the wall. I could see from here it was cemented in and I would not be able to move it. It was a small house, only on one level, unless there was a basement but I couldn't see one. The door was next to the kitchen and I guess, a closet. The was another bathroom on the other side of the kitchen and a small room that looked like an office next to it. The walls were painted a taupe color and there were pictures of his family everywhere, I guess they were his family. The kitchen was a square shape and opened to the dining room. You could see all over the house just by standing in the dining room.

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"It's small but cozy, I tried to decorate it to your style, but if you want to change anything, let me know. I would love to make it look like our home." He says and turning to me, before I spit out, "This will never be my home you sick bastard." He pulled out a chair and motioned for me to sit. "I'll make breakfast for us, there is nothing you can reach to use to get out of here. So don't risk it and make me lock you back in our bedroom again." He stood next to me, legs out wide and hands almost folded, he glared at me for a minute and then smirked and went into the kitchen.

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It made me sick that he kept saying that this was our home. I was kidnapped and held against my will. "People will look for me. They will know something happened." I called and this only caused him to smile, "Well I did mention in my note to you that I have taken care of things. My brothers have made sure all necessary items have been moved out of your apartment." I just watched him make breakfast, he carried on as if we were having a normal conversation. I wanted to throw up. "A letter was sent to your employers, so that personal business had to be taken care of. A text was sent to your friends with pretty much the same message. If they text back my brothers will text them with the information I gave them. So no one will be worried about you. And when the time comes for you to see them again, you will not want to leave anyway."

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As he talked I studied his face, I had to remember what he looked like so when I escaped I could have a sketch artist draw him. He was taller than me and thin, but it was obvious he had muscles. I didn't see any exercise equipment, either he had another place or he had to have a basement. He had curly blond hair, curls were long enough to frame his face. He had light brown eyes and thin eyebrows and a diamond shaped face. His nose was long, but thin. His shoulders were broad and he stood like a masculine man. Some men just stood and other men stood and walked with masculinity. Jacob walked like that and this guy does too.

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"Are you going to tell me who you are and why I am here?" he chuckled again and looked at me over his shoulder right into my eyes. "You don't recognize me? I guess you wouldn't, I wasn't in your crowd. You ignored me back then, even though I was desperately in love with you. I just wanted one chance to show you how good I could treat you and how wonderful our life could be, but you overlooked me for the cool crowds. You had your boyfriend back then, I did to talk to you back then but you would listen to me. It looked like you wanted to talk but I guess you were just teasing me, you never said anything back."

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I tried to remember how I knew him, I just couldn't think of any way I would have met him. Cool crowds, ignoring me? I was only twenty-two, but that sounded a lot like high school to... Oh my God! It was Jasper. He was the only one who ever kept talking to me. When others gave up and ignored me right back, he kept trying to talk to me. Eric abused me every time I encouraged Jasper to talk to me, but often it was worth it. Listening to him talk was the only normal part of my life. No one knew what was going on, not even my father who was the chief of police. I often felt like Jasper and I were alone in the classroom together, I could have listened to him talk for hours. I so wanted to tell him what was going on, but I was afraid of what Eric would do to him. "I remember you Jasper. I didn't mean to ignore you... you just don't understand." I felt like I was back in high school, I wanted to tell him again, but I just couldn't. "You could have just called me up and asked me out." He laughed, "You would have ignored me again. This was the only possible way."

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He walked over and put two plates down on the table. I wasn't paying attention to what he was making, but now it was clear. He was a good cook, he'd made sausage and pepper omelets. They smelled good and I was hungry, all the adrenaline and fear burning in my system had made me hungry. "Bella this isn't some payback or lesson that I am teaching you. I brought you here because we are meant to be together, I know it. You never game me a chance to get to know me. But now, you will see how much I have loved you and how much you will grow to love me too."

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He took a bite of food and then looked right in my eyes and smiled, despite being extremely crazy and scary, I've remembered that smile of his, it was always an amazing smile. He sat up tall and ate like a gentleman. He put his fork down after every bite and took a sip of coffee before picking up his fork. "I am surprised you remember me." Oh God, how could I forget him. "I dated many women, but just couldn't get over you, it was like there was something more between us, and sometimes I thought you could feel it too. I just needed a chance to prove it."

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"I am sorry that I did that to you, but you can't force me to fall in love with you. You can't keep me chained up here for the rest of my life." He smiled at me again, I wish he would stop doing that. "You're right I can't force you, but I know you will fall in love with me. I know you will be happy with me."

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I forced myself to eat, knowing I needed my energy. At least I knew who he was, he seemed pretty normal in high school. He knew so much and I did love listening to him, but maybe he was crazy the whole time and I was too stupid to realize it. Maybe that is the only reason he kept talking to me, because he was just plain crazy and obsessed. Maybe if I did tell him, he would have just taken over for Eric.

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"You said you have brothers who are helping you?" he nodded and finished chewing, "My older brother Emmett and his wife Alice, and my younger brother Edward and his wife Rosalie. They knew how heartbroken I was and though this wasn't the smartest idea, they said they would support me through it all and will help any way they can. They are going to visit our house in a few days. You'll just love them, especially Alice and Rosalie." I wonder if they are as crazy as a him. "Do your brothers and their wives know you have me chained up? Do they know you are obsessed with me? Did they do that to their wives too?"

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He smiles at me, what is so funny about this? "Yes, they all know you are being chained up, they don't agree but will do anything to see me happy. I haven't been happy since we graduated high school and they know how much I love you." Jesus Christ, he is beyond crazy. "They didn't force their wives into anything, they are very much in love, and we will talk more about them later, right now this is about us."

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"Okay, What about your parents? Do they know what you are doing?" he looked down, "My parents died three years ago in a car accident. It was really awful, but I know that you feel my pain. I am sorry about your father and his accident at work." My eyes filled with unshed tears, I remember when I had finally told my father about Eric he wanted to hunt him down, but I said it was all over with. He swore that he would make it up to me and made me promise to never keep anything from him again. We were getting along so well, our relationship as father and daughter was so strong. Then he got shot during a robbery and didn't make it to the hospital. That was two years ago, I remember the cop cars pulling up at our house and I knew right away that my father was dead. It almost killed me, but I had my friends. They were like sisters to me after I told them about Eric, they were shocked, no one knew, it was such a secret, but it also upset me that people thought I was just snobby. Did they really think that was who I was? I just wanted my friends back. I wanted my life back. "I am sorry about your parents, it's awful being alone in the world. I am sure you are hurting, but I need to get back to my life. I have friends who need me." He nodded, "But were not alone anymore, we have each other, we are family now." And he put his hand on mine for a minute and then took another bite off his food. I wanted to pour bleach all over my hand.

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We finished eating and he collected the plates and utensils, he threw me a towel, "You need to start helping with chores. I wash and you dry." I looked at him and contemplated saying no, but I need to survive to get out of here. If I continue talking to him, maybe he will let me go eventually. I stand up and walk to the kitchen and start drying the wet dishes, pans and utensils. I think about stabbing him in the eye with a fork. He turns his head slightly to me, and laughs, "I know you want to stab me, but then you will only break the rules and make me mad, plus how would you get unchained and where would you go?" and so he just keep washing and tidying up the kitchen as I dry with a disgruntled expression, knowing that he is right now.

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When everything is dried and put away, he turns to me and holds on to my arm and leads me over to the living room and chains me to the lock on that wall. I sit, as there is nothing else I can do right now. He sits down on the couch at the opposite end to me and just looks at me. "So, I have to give you a few things." I start to get nervous again, he looks at me strangely, what is he going to do to me? He shakes his head, "I am not going to force you to do anything, I told you I am a gentleman, I want you to desire me." I look at him and want to punch him in the face, "THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN" I scream and yet again he just smiles. "Well at least for now. You are very beautiful and eventually my needs and desires as a man will start to take over, but for now I will be a gentleman. Eventually I will be sleeping in our bedroom with you, but for now I will stay on the couch."

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I just stare at him, "So you are gentleman for now? But if I don't give myself to you then you will rape me! How long will the gentleman be here for?" He takes a deep breath and pulls me down towards him on the couch and pushes a stray hair out of my face and I flinch. I DON'T WANT HIM TOUCHING ME, I DONT WANT ANY MAN TO TOUCH ME EVER AGAIN. He frowns, and opens a folder and pulls out lots of information and I see it's all about me, he must have collected this over the years. I look at everything he shows me, he knows everything about me. Where I shop, what size clothes I wear, my favorite foods, what I sleep in, how long my periods are, my favorite clothes, and a million other things.

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I start to cry, then this leads to sobbing. He is crazy, he is eventually going to rape me, he will kill me rather than ever let me go. I just want to go home; I want to get out of here. He rubs my back and I push him off me, "Don't touch me." I just cry harder. Why does this keep happening to me? "Bella, it will be okay, I promise you, it will be okay. We are going to be happy together."

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"Please don't hurt me, please." I beg, not looking at him as the sobs shake my body. "I could never hurt you Bella. I only want to make you happy. I can't wait to show you how much I love you, I can't wait to make love to you and have a family with you. I know I can make you so happy."

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I can't stop crying, I am so scared that I will never get out of here, he rubs my back again and I push him off, but he pushes my hands and arms away, and continues to just rub my back.

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... Bella stop crying, it doesn't hurt that bad. If you didn't let Jasper talk to you than we wouldn't have to do that, but you don't learn." Eric rubs my back and I feel like
throwing up. How can he rub my back after doing those vile things to me? ...

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"I don't like to see you so sad Bella, what can I do, within reason, to make you happy?" I look at him like he's crazy; he is crazy! "You know what I want." He sighs, "That I can't do, but anything else."

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"Stop rubbing my back, I don't like it." He stops and I can tell he's hurt, but I don't care. "I was just trying to soothe you." I wipe my tears away and he jumps up and gets a few tissues and hands them to me. I grab them out of his hands and discreetly wipe my eyes and blow my nose. He stands there again, wide legs and arms crossed at the wrists. It feels like I am in prison with him standing like a guard.

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I look around, "What do you expect me to do all day, just sit on your couch and listen to talk?" He scratches his head leans on one leg, but still is standing tall and firm.

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"Well, since you asked. I will show you what I do to keep this place clean and organized. I cut firewood for the fireplace, and am my own handyman. We have to clean up that bathroom since you took a shower, I like to clean the shower daily. I also do research on companies, businesses and corporations. I own a good portion of stock and invest in other things as well. I really don't have to work, I am a multimillionaire I guess. I didn't upgrade this house, I wanted to wait till you got here. I would like to add an upper level for bedrooms and keep this first floor as is, but change our bedroom to a playroom. But I wanted your opinion before I did anything. I know it's a lot to take in now." I want to laugh, not only am I being held here against my will, but now I have to clean for him. I shake my head and try to not to scream at him.

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"So let's get started on cleaning that bathroom." He says and does the whole unchain me and re-chain me in the bedroom. He leads me into the bathroom and hands me a sponge and cleanser. "You clean the bathtub and I'll clean the sink." I stand there looking at him, I could spray this in his face, but then I would be trapped here. The bastard wants me to clean? I spray the walls and wet the sponge and wipe it all down, I clean the tub and water spout. I stand up to see that he is done and watching, he nods his approval and takes the cleaning supplies. He puts them away in the kitchen and comes back into the bedroom. I need to know more about this house, in case I have to hide from him. "Do you have a basement? Do your brothers live nearby?" He laughs again, "Seeing where you can hide? Yes, I have a basement and yes my brothers live very close. Rosalie doesn't like to be around to many people after that incident and Alice is very happy to be wherever, though she seems to really like it here."

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"What incident with Rosalie?" I need to know as much as I can about these crazy people. He looks down, "I don't want to discuss that now." This is ridiculous. "You don't want to discuss a lot, but have no problem listing our rules for me to follow and describing my punishment. Yet you can't discuss yourself, at least give me some information about you and your family if you expect me to live here with you."

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I stood waiting for my punishment, but he just smiled. "You are right, Bella, I can't keep you in the dark forever." He motions for me to sit on the bed while he sits on the chair, I huff, but sit with my arms folded. "Rosalie was attacked by a group of men when she was in high school, Edward came to her rescue. She felt like Edward was her savior and they have been together ever since, she doesn't like to be in public and wanted to join me in the woods. Edward enjoys living out here. Emmett didn't want to be away from his brothers and begged Alice to join him. She looks up to him like he is a God, so she was happy to move out here. She can still shop and decorate, as we have unlimited money, so that also makes her happy."

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... He walks me into the garage and his friends were there. He turns me around to face him and he unzips his jeans. "Bella if you love me like you say you do, then you will do what I want, even if it's in front of my friends. Now get on your knees Bella. Don't make me ask again." He pushes me down and his friends start laughing and cheering. I fear what will happen next as he grabs my head. ...

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"How do you get food here? Do they bring it to you?" he laughs for what seems like the millionth time, "Yes, there is a Wal-Mart not too far away, they do their grocery and household shopping there. Once you realize you belong with me, you can go shopping with them." I look at him shocked and start thinking I can pretend to be happy here. He shakes his head, "I will decide when you are really happy here, no pretending Bella, you will have to pass some tests first."

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"TESTS? What are you going to make me do? Do I have to fuck you to be able to go to the store?" He stands and punches the wall. "I think I am being very nice to you right now, but you are crossing the line with your attitude, you need to watch how you speak to me!"

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... I remember him punching me in the stomach and I slammed into the wall. "You need to watch the way you speak to me Bella." He picks me up by my arms and squeezes them
hard. "Do you need a reminder on how to treat me?" I look down, "No, I am sorry Eric, I won't talk back to you again. I am so sorry, please forgive me." ...

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I jump up and find myself against the farthest wall, face hidden in my hands, waiting for that punch or kick. I feel his hands on my hands, "Bella, I am not going to hurt you, just because I am mad I am not going to touch you. Who did this to you? Who beat you?"

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I look up at him, "No, no one beat me, please I am happy, we are happy, please no one hit me." I am frantic, he can't find out. What will Eric do? Eric... he's gone, he's gone. I am safe. Then I look at Jasper, no I am not safe. "Bella who beat you? Did your father hit you? I can see it all over your face. What happened to you?" I look at him, "Nothing happened, just drop it, I just want out of here, I want to go home." I say, feeling tired already, wanting away from Jasper and his crazy ways.

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He looks at me, I push his hands away, "Please don't touch me." He pulls back fast but continues to look at me, "Bella I would never do that to you, ever." I look at him, "But you are willing to strip me of my clothes and make me stand naked until I do what you want. That is okay?" I cry out.

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He looks down, "No Bella, I won't do that now, we will have to work something else out. But I will find a way for you to love me back, I will find a way for you to trust me. I know you will be happy with me."

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He sits back down and I stand for a little while. "Will you ever tell me what happened to you?" I look out the window and don't want to answer him. I don't want to remember anymore than I have to.

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He unchains me from the wall and motions for me to follow him, "Let's go back to the dining room to look at our finances." I roll my eyes and reluctantly follow him. I sit down and look at his papers, he shows me how he organizes them and shows me his excel spreadsheet on his laptop. He is too organized and it's just too creepy.

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I look at some papers, he really is a multimillionaire. He has tons of money in all these different accounts. "I make sure I gain interest each month on each account, I also check my shares and when I have a certain amount I will buy more shares or sell to buy shares in a different company or corporation. After a while, you'll get good at this too."

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I shake my head, "With all this money you could have just bought a wife Jasper. There are women who would do anything for this amount of money." He smiles at me, "I don't want those women, besides I already am married." He looks at me and winks, then shows me the marriage certificate. He was married before, did his wife die? I look at the certificate, it has my name on it! We are married? What the fuck? I can't breathe, I can't move, I can't think. "What?"

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What do you think? Like it? Hate it? Suggestions? Next: ...CH3 - We're Married?

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