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Bella tensed at his harsh words. She knew she probably deserved it, she knew that she'd started it by saying that he meant nothing to her, and then not taking the words back once they'd slipped from her mouth. But it still hurt to hear Edward give up, telling her that he no longer cared. But she didn't stop him. She watched him cross the room to the front door, her eyes finally meeting his angry ones as he slammed the newly fixed front door behind him. The same door that he'd crashed through the previous week when she'd been dangling precariously off the edge. He'd saved her life then; she knew he was just trying to do the same now.

She sighed, a shaky breath expelling from her lungs. He was gone. He wasn't here to stop her from leaving anymore… But she still felt unsure. Maybe Edward was right, maybe she should just avoid going to the club altogether. There was nothing stopping her from calling Riley, telling him that she quit, that she'd find another way to pay him back the money… Except that she couldn't think of any other way. Not one that was acceptable anyway. She wasn't going to take Edward's money, although he'd offered it to her.

This was her mistake. She wasn't letting someone else pay the price for her.

Bella combed her fingers through her hair and sighed in frustration. Glancing at the clock she could see that she was late. Really late. The front door slammed shut and Bella glanced up startled. "What…?" She'd expected it to be Edward again, come back to maybe apologize, to tell her that he did care and that… But it wasn't. It was Rosalie.

Bella's brow furrowed with concern for her friend. She hadn't expected Rosalie to be home tonight, and judging from the looks of things, she wasn't happy.

"What's going on?" Bella asked Rosalie but her friend merely shook her head.

"Just Emmett… I don't want to talk about it right now, maybe later?" Rosalie kicked off her heels and slipped her handbag on the counter of the kitchen. "What's going on with you, I thought you had to work tonight?" Rosalie frowned and glanced at the clock.

"I did… I mean… I do. Just, Edward… He was going to give me a lift before he left for work… But, well… We got into a fight and…" Bella shrugged her shoulders. "I don't really want to talk about it." Her words echoing Rosalie's.

"Huh… Guy troubles for both of us then?" Rosalie dug around in her handbag and a second later came out with the keys to her car. "Here… Just take mine."

Bella caught the tossed keys and looked up startled. "What? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm not going anywhere tonight. I'll probably dig out an old movie and some popcorn and spend my evening on the couch… Just don't sell my car." Rosalie chuckled as though she thought she was being funny.

Bella grimaced.

Not wanting her friend to think twice about lending her car out, Bella quickly ducked into her room to grab her gear. "Thanks Rose! I owe you one!" And ran out the front door. If she hurried, she could make it to the club without losing too much time.

The drive to work was quick and uneventful which Bella was immensely grateful for as it meant that by the time she'd arrived, she wasn't as late as she thought she would be. All thanks to Rosalie.

Pulling into the parking lot, Bella could see Riley standing near the back entrance, smoking. Bella frowned, not because it was unusual to see Riley smoking out the back, but because she hadn't expected that she'd have to see him this soon. Another girl was with him, which also wasn't unusual but made Bella feel somewhat at ease. Riley wouldn't try anything with other people around.

She grabbed her gear and locked the car up and with her head held as high as she could manage, she walked toward the back entrance and passed Riley who watched her with mild interest, although the girl who was with him seemed to be holding most of it.

She knew she'd need to speak to him. She knew that she couldn't keep this up. The past few weeks had made her become reliant on having Edward in the club to make her feel safe. The chances of him continuing to come now seemed to have disappeared altogether.

She got ready in silence, she went through her regular routine of doing her hair and wig, make up and dressing although she chose an outfit that was somewhat more modest than what she usually wore. She knew tonight would be hard. Her heart just wasn't in it.

And then the night began.

Bella did her best, she managed to charm and smile and dance for the customers enough that she was making the same amount of money she normally made. But she hated every second of it. At least when Edward was here, she could glimpse over to where he was sitting and she'd have their session together to look forward to… That definitely wasn't going to happen tonight.

Her mind drifted back to all the things Edward had said. He'd promised that he could keep her safe. But what about him? Bella wasn't so much worried about herself as she was worried for his safety. If word got to Riley that she'd told someone about her predicament, especially after how he'd threatened her… Edward was a good man. He didn't deserve to be caught up in her mess. But a big part of her wanted to trust him.

At the very least, maybe he could help her raise the funds she needed to make. It wasn't like there was very much to go… Surely there were avenues she hadn't yet looked down (although it felt as though she'd tried everything else already).

Bella was collecting the money from a client when she decided to make her mind up. She'd quit. She'd go to Riley, she'd tell him she was done with this job and then she'd promise to get him the money some other way. All Riley wanted was the money, it shouldn't matter how she got it.

She got dressed, slipping her clothes back on over her head and went in search of Riley. He was in his office, as was initially predicted and Bella raised her hand to knock. His voice called out for her to come in and Bella opened the door.

She didn't close it behind her as a precaution although she knew Riley wouldn't try anything with her while the night was still so young. There were too many people around.

"Where were you last night?" Riley was pissed off at her. She could tell instantly. "You owe me two grand this week."

"And I'll get it to you, I promise." Bella did her best to keep her voice steady but her hands shook with her nerves.

"Why aren't you out there working it then?"He looked her over.

"Well… That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about… I…" She bit her lip. She could do this. She could look him in the eye and tell him. "I'm quitting. I- I can't do this anymore. I'll… I promise you I will still pay you back in increments, the same amount every week, but I can't do it with this job."

A long pause stretched out between them. "And tell me how you plan on doing that." Riley didn't believe she could do it. "You still owe me over fifteen grand. Don't' tell me you won the lottery jackpot." He snorted.

"I've got a plan." Bella managed to say evenly. Riley snorted again in reply.

"Tell you what. Bring me half of what you owe me next week and we'll call it even… You don't have to keep working here." Riley leaned back in his chair. "But you have to stay the rest of the night … I haven't got enough girls to cover you and you still need to make up for last night."

Bella's eyes widened, her shoulders relaxed. She didn't know how she was going to get the rest of the money by next week but she had a whole week to figure it out. If it meant she didn't have to work here anymore… "Yes! Of course. Thanks Riley." She gave him a tremulous smile and turned on her heel before he could change her mind. And Edward had told her not to come tonight! Riley was obviously feeling magnanimous and Bella was feeling as though a two ton weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Maybe he felt bad about what had happened last week?

She left his office, shutting the door behind her. There were a few girls in the hallway, including Bree, the waitress who shot her a tremulous smile

With that weight of her shoulders, the rest of Bella's night went smoothly and without a hitch. They were busy and she managed to collect nearly fifteen hundred and dropped the money off to Riley's office who had counted the money and had told her she'd done well, leaving Bella's mind reeling. Who was this man and what had they done with the real Riley? Not that she was complaining! She only wanted to thank whoever had kidnapped him.

She smiled at him as she bid him goodnight. "Drive safe!" His answering smile didn't quite meet his eyes.

The car park was mostly already deserted of cars by the time Bella made her way outside. She checked her surroundings carefully before venturing into the dark, she clutched at her keys… She could never be too careful. She breathed a sigh of relief as she managed to open the driver's side of the car and shut the door behind her.

The roads were mostly deserted at this time in the morning and Bella had an easy drive home from here. She knew she'd be safe in bed within twenty minutes.

She pulled out of the car park and started down the road.

It wasn't until she was approaching the first T intersection that she realized something was wrong. The intersection was located at the bottom of a steep hill and she'd tapped the brakes to slow down as she began to approach it. But her brakes weren't working! Glancing down at her speedometer she could see that she was going just over forty miles per hour and the fact that she was racing down a steep hill wasn't helping matters!

"Oh God…" She tensed her body as she tried to turn the corner anyway… Maybe she'd be able to make it; maybe once she got onto a flat road she could slow her car down somehow…

But as the wall of the brick building situated at the bottom of the road rushed up before the car, she realized it was no good.

She hoped death wouldn't hurt too much.

Uh oh.