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Behind Locked Doors

Chapter Eight Eighth Entrance

Dear nobody,

I am shaking as I am trying to write this. Yesterday I got another visitor and his visit is still affecting me. I honestly despise that man – I really hate him. Even though that I do indeed very much hate him now I haven't always felt that way. I have never liked him but after being sent to this hell whole I have really started to despise him. Oh how I hate that bastard. I apologize for writing that word down – my parents would not approve of me calling anyone such thing even though that man is indeed vile and deserves it.

I long for a shower. I feel so dirty and I know that I really am. Now though I feel even dirtier then I have ever been because of that man. You see he touched my skin, his fingers touched one of my arms and when he did so he smiled. He was happy that I am scarred. It is clear now that I am never going to leave this place. Since I am no longer a married woman and don't have any family or relatives that is alive I am alone. I have no one that will fight for me. I have no one that will come and get me out. My fate is sealed now and only the one who committed me can release me. I am never going to see the sun again.

"Miss Swan there is a visitor here for you."

Naturally I hoped it was Edward. It wasn't. It was the person that I least wanted to see in the whole world. I was sitting on the hard wooden chair, my heart was pounding hard in my chest and I really, really wished that Edward would walk through that door. My heart almost stopped as the man who was not Edward walked into the room. He was well dressed of course and he looked smugly at me. I felt like I couldn't breathe. This must surely be a nightmare.

"Miss Swan," he said as he sat down.

His cold blue eyes were eyeing my brown ones. Then he smiled. Oh how I hated those smiles.

"How are you today?" he dared to ask me that and I wanted to spit in his face.

Why did he bother when he was fully aware of the fact that I knew that he didn't care about me? Of course we were not alone so he could not afford to lose face in front of other people. He is after all a well known man in this town. Everyone knows who Dr. Cullen is. Those who do not know him they only see what he wants them to see, after all he rarely shows his true colors. Status and wealth is important to him and I have neither of those two. I have learned that if you have money you can do anything – I learned that the day he sent me here.

"There is no reason to be rude, Miss Swan," he said shortly still smiling. "If someone asks you something you answer, it is as simple as that.

He clasped his hands together on top of the table waiting for me to answer.

"All right," I said shortly. "I am good, Dr. Cullen," I continued coldly.

He seemed content with that and nodded.

"I heard that you had a little accident," he then said and suddenly his fingers were touching my left arm that I had placed on top of the table, tracing my long scars. "I see you have fully recovered."

I wanted to scream at him that he had no right to touch me but I couldn't. After all this man in front of me had my life in his hands; if he wished to he would be able to make my life in here a living hell. Maybe he would see to it that I ended up with those who really were insane people and I really didn't want that to happen. Or even worse he would probably see to it that I no longer existed. I knew he was capable of doing such thing. Then again maybe I should let him end this life of mine. Death is after all my salvation and I would no longer feel pain. I would also never get to see Edward again and the thought of that made my heart hurt. No matter the pain it causes me of seeing him or hearing from him I want him to contact me and to see him. I do not want to be without him, ever.

Dr. Cullen motioned with his hand for one of the caretakers to come closer to him and then it looked like he stuck him some money and then I was all alone in that room with Edward's father. I was all alone with the man that I hate.

"Ah alone at last," Dr. Cullen mused and I shuddered.

He could do anything to me in that room and if I was to get hurt or worse he would say that it was self-inflicted and that I attacked him and since I was marked as a risk to others people would believe him. Of course Bella would attack Dr. Cullen even though he would have done nothing to deserve that.

"I needed to be alone with you, Bella," he said and I hated that he called me that, he had no right to call me by that name but of course he wouldn't call me Miss Swan when it was just the two of us. "You see my dear there are some things I need for you to understand."

He was now staring at me and I instantly crossed my arms on the table. I was trying to stay calm even though it was hard – I wanted nothing more than to scream and run away from him. However I knew that I couldn't.

"My son and Miss Rosalie are very happy together and I know that there isn't much that you can do from here to try to change that fact but if you ever try something you will regret it. I must also inform you that this is going to be your home from now on, Bella. You see, I have no desire to let such an insane person as yourself out on the streets. You will always belong behind locked doors."

"You can't do this…," I whispered and then he laughed.

"Oh but I can," he said flashing me his bright teeth. "I own this town. I know that, my wife knows that and Edward knows that. Everyone knows that, even you. I also own you, Bella." And with that he leaned across the table. "Don't ever forget that."