I Will Possess Your Heart.
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brittany86 & Micaela Rose & TheSpunkRansom: To Edward's mind she's a little girl, Bella will always his little girl his in denial that she's growing up too fast. But in life Bella is becoming a woman. I am not sure what age Bella should be, maybe 15 or 16. She's small for her age you can imagine her in Alice's size.
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Chapter 3.
Who would possess to do such things? Who ever this Edward person is does not have the right to keep me locked up in this…appalling place. Huffing in annoyance I turned my back to the door. I am terribly hungry and my feet is killing me, my head is pounding. Elise has to be here somewhere. I went through my mind going over last nights event. Everything was going as Elise had planed; we were having lots of fun, we drank a few jello shots, danced, and at one time I remember dancing with a boy…
Heat flooded my face. I cannot believe Elise had somehow gotten me inside that club. And Elise had taught me the power of womanhood. Flashing your breast can get you anything you want, Elise had done it and it got us inside the club and got us free drinks. The bartender did not even ask us how old we were, flirting also works but not as well. I asked her if showing a boy my "Hello Kitty" works as well, she nearly chocked on her drink. She had made me promise not to show any of my downstairs body parts-if you know what I mean.
Elise wanted to go to the V.I.P room and we needed some type of card to get to the room. When Elise flashed her breast she made it look fun, but then again she is not afraid to try anything new and I am a coward. I wanted to try them myself but certain thoughts clouded my mind. What if they don't like my breast, what if they're too small? I was not the type of girl to worry about how I looked but right now was different.
Shaking my head in shame I looked around for the bathroom. As I passed a couch something shiny on the coffee table caught my eyes, turning back to get a better look my eyes widened. It was Elise's purse. A all too familiar color caught my attention more, bending down to take a hold of the purse I touch the small patch of color. It was still wet. I raised my forefinger to my nose. I stiffened in place, the smell of rust metal and salt invaded my mind. I put the purse back and backed away, Elise must have drunk too much last night and fell…yeah she simply fell and stained her purse.
My stomach growled. Since I am being held here against my will I might as well enjoy the food I am being offered. I walked to the next door I can find. The kitchen was better than other room, it was cleaner and smelled good. Scrambled eggs and orange juice was already made in the table. I took a seat and started munching no the eggs. They weren't that bad, I have been so used to my nanny's cooking I wouldn't eat anything else unless she's the one that cooked them but these were really good. I've grown up to her, she is like a second mother to me. Too bad she was deported back to Mexico three years ago. I am still mourning to this day, mother had told me not to be so pathetic over a nanny and to be glad she is gone. I was heart broken.
I set the fork down and got the glass of orange. Sliding my chair back I bend down to take off that obnoxious shoes, I massaged the heel points and my toe I repeated the same thing to my left foot. I moaned in pleasure, I cannot comprehend why women would wear these kind of shoes. Sure they make look good but they are such a pain.
"I hate to see you in pain, my love" I was frozen in place. Very slowly I lifted my head and looked towards the kitchen door. A man was standing there, holding a brown paper bag. What alarmed me the most was that the man had a mask covering his face, there was only holes on the eyes but there was a screen blocking me from knowing what eye color he had. It was obvious this person was a man, not a boy.
My heart beat quickened, a voice inside my head screamed me to run and get out of there fast. He walked to my direction, that was when my body finally cooperate with me. I jumped up and ran to the head of the table. I wanted to ask him who he was, but I could not find my voice to do it.
"Hello Isabella" the man said. I backed away from him as he walked to me.
"H-how do you know my name?" my voice sounded rough.
"Now, now my love…do not tire yourself it is fine…come finish your breakfast…" he said softly. This…this has got to be a joke. Tears stung my eyes. I felt pure adrenaline coursing through my veins.
"Please sir…let me go…my father will call the police and find you…if you met me go now I promise not to tell a soul about this" my voice was shaky and my back bummed into something hard. Maybe it was the counter but I could not be sure. The man chuckled and put the small paper bag on the table.
"Do not be afraid…I will not harm you. Now Isabella, come and finish you break fast" he said more firmly. All I could think of was Charlie, Renee, and Elise's devastated faces as they find my dead body in this filthy place. Tears slid down my face and the quote "fight or flight" kept playing in my head. Fight or flight, fight or flight, fight or flight…
Not looking back I ran as fast as I could out of the kitchen to the living room. Even bare foot I could not escape my clumsiness. I tripped on my own feet and landed face first. More chuckle behind me followed.
"My clumsy little girl" A hand came form behind me. I did not have to react but suddenly the hand slammed down on my nose and mouth preventing me from breathing oxygen. I struggled in terror, fighting my best. A few minutes past I have not breathed and I was over come with sleepiness. My vision blurred I could no longer keep my eyes opened…
"Shh, my sweet little lamb. Shh…" the man's sickly sweet voice whispered.
Slowly…I fell into deep unconsciousness.
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