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Chapter 19: Busted Play

Busted Play: A term used to describe play which, due to unforeseen circumstances, deteriorates to the point that it no longer conforms with coach's playbook and leads to confusion or chaos on the field.

BPOV

For fourteen weeks I'd been held captive.

As I cooked breakfast for the psycho twins, I noticed that the trees had all lost their leaves. Today's menu consisted of pancakes, bacon, eggs, sausage, and freshly squeezed orange juice.

It was all part of my new ritual. I was cooking breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the idiots. I was also cleaning, and doing their laundry. It made me completely sick to my stomach but what could I do? I was doing anything I could to stay alive and doing a good job. I didn't know how I was managing to continue on this path, but due to the change in actions they were keeping me alive. Their demented, disgusting, psychotic, little brains had no clue that I was not really okay with the situation I was in. That I was only doing this in hopes I would be saved someday.

I had even been given the responsibility of taking care of the "toys" they would capture, torture, and eventually kill. Their toys…ha…women, that's what they were. Women who they had abducted from God knows where were raped and tortured until dead. There had been many of them since I had arrived in this shit hole. It was the same thing over and over. Screaming, then silence, then more screaming, then Embry's older brother would scream loud…I didn't even want to imagine why, but I had a good guess. He would bring the limp bleeding body to me to clean up and take care of so they could do it all over again.

They hadn't brought any home, or killed any, since Tina. She was too much for them. She had come only days after Tracy died. Tina…she told me that her name was Tina…when I had to clean her after one of the brothers "sessions" with her. Tina was a fighter and she would fight back hard, bite and do anything and everything to piss them off. This in the end got her killed faster than the others. I think that she can only be considered lucky though. If she would have been here longer than three days, the torture would have only escalated because she just wouldn't let them do their thing and get it over with.

After Tina's death I had been given liberties to move around the…house…we'll go with house, because the reality was I was in the seventh circle of hell…and had been for almost four months now…I think. I was able to move freely around the premises now…well anywhere the million foot chain would reach. I was chained to something at all times, by one of my ankles, even though I hadn't made any attempt to escape in a long time.

Four months…my dad and Edward must be going crazy. I knew I was going crazy. I would talk to myself, ramble on and on to the mice that would scamper around the place…well just Gus Gus the little fat one that would hang around. I named him after the mouse in Cinderella. He would watch me curiously as I would scurry around doing everything like a house wife. Others would say it Stockholm's, but it was just me knowing what I needed to do to stay alive. I just knew it was better than being chained in that small room in the basement; like I had been for the first two months I was here.

Of course, I had no way of knowing exactly what day it was, nor exactly how long I really had been in captivity with the psycho twins, but what I did know was that I had my period four times since I had been here. I just took an educated guess of how long it was by the fact my cycles have never been irregular. It was the only way for me to keep track of time, since the psycho twins didn't have anything around with dates on it.

I knew it was a little over a month ago, between periods, when Embry decided I needed to be Susie homemaker. I had been lucky that Embry was delusional. Not only because he would get me anything and everything I asked for now, but it also kept his brother from harming me.

Embry, in his psychotic fairy tale mind, didn't want to "fuck me six ways from Sunday" until we were properly married. I heard him tell his brother he would wait as long as it took for me to love him again. I mean really c'mon what in the world is he thinking. Even if I didn't love Edward with all my heart and soul there was no way in fucking hell I would ever love Embry.

Regardless of the fact that he was a psychotic masochistic murderer, had some sort of demented sex drive, was my stalker, bought me this stupid ring I have to wear whenever I'm around the idiots, had some sick incestuous shit going on with his brother…yeah…no…and to put the icing on the cake…was doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde with the other personality of his dead step-dad…was definitely a turn off.

Oh and the main item was the fact he had been technically raping me for months now. Embry started coming into my room a week after I'd been abducted. As soon as he thought I was asleep, he would come in stand in the corner and watch me while jerking off. That didn't last long; within a week he had escalated to sitting on the bed and using my hand to help him. I thought I would never make it through the first time, but I did and as soon as he was gone I threw up in the bathroom. It only got worse after that.

Embry came to me one night and said "I won't screw this up by fucking but that doesn't mean we have to suffer."

That night he escalated to using his fingers, his mouth or one of his "nicer and gentler" vibrators on me. Then he would either jerk himself off, use my hand, my mouth or the worst was the one time he'd made me watch him and his brother with one of the girls. I ended up vomiting before I made it out of the torture room.

Embry came to my room later that night and I thought things couldn't have gotten worse until then.

"Watching me fuck her bothered you didn't it?" he asked as he ran his hand down my cheek.

"Yes…it makes me sick when you're with them," I answered honestly because it did, but not in the way he thought. He was thinking it was because I loved him, but it was because what Embry and his brother did made me want to kill them both.

"Well…I think I have a solution," he said as his brother walked into the room.

"You promised-"

"I'm keeping my promise…not until we're married." He stated matter-of-factly.

"But…" I said looking toward his brother.

"You have to get used to my brother too" he said. I knew exactly what he was saying and there was no way in hell I was letting them both touch me. It was bad enough I had to have Embry's filthy hands all over me and have to control my vomit, have to cry to myself in the shower because I pretended to enjoy it, had to not gag as he fucked my face, but there was no way in hell I would let his sick fuck brother touch me too!

"No…no I can't…I lo...love you...I can't be with someone else!" I said angrily getting up off the bed.

"Sit down!" He ordered and grabbed my arm pulling me back onto the bed.

"You will have to get used to the idea of him sometime…he's going to be a part of our life too."

Nothing more was said because his brother had walked the rest of the way in the room carrying a chair, some tape, and an evil grin on his face. I swallowed hard and couldn't stop the tears that started to fall down my cheeks. Embry's brother just winked at me as he sat down on the chair.

"Relax," Embry said and pushed me down onto the bed.

Embry taped my mouth closed and fastened my legs and hands into the shackles on the bed. I closed my eyes hoping to make myself disappear.

It didn't work. I could still feel and hear what was going on no matter how hard I tried to make them disappear. Embry started doing the things he did usually. He ran his hands up and down my arm, caressed my breast gently, kissed my neck but then it became more of a show and his brother was the director.

"Suck on her nipples for me Embry" he said and Embry would.

"Lick her for me" and Embry did. "Open her wide so I can see" and Embry did.

The only time Embry refused is when his brother was jerking himself off as he watched and wanted Embry to get rougher. He told Embry to pinch my nipples and fuck me harder with the big vibrator. Embry said I wasn't like the other girls and I needed to be treated better. Embry's brother tried to touch me at that point, but the look Embry gave him made him stop. He stepped back and jerked himself off as he watched Embry finish by using my hand.

Embry then released me, kissed my forehead and told me to sleep when they were done. I barely made it to the bathroom before I started vomiting. I got in the shower and scrubbed myself over and over while I cried. I got out of the shower and could hear Embry fighting with his brother I don't know what happened, but after that Embry's brother watched, but never again was he was allowed to speak or be very close. He just would jerk himself off and leave after Embry finished.

I had given up hope after that, knowing I would never be found. I was going to die here with Embry and his brother. I was never going to leave here alive. Just as I had decided to push them to kill me because I couldn't take one more day, I received the sign that I needed to stay alive.

Like I said, Embry was delusional and wanted me to fall out of love with Edward and in love with him.

It hadn't been easy for me having to endure the things from him and his brother. Even though it was nowhere near the torture they did to the other girls. Embry had been doing anything and everything to make me enjoy myself in his sick sexual abuse of me, but I would never comply. Since Thanksgiving though, I needed Embry to think he was winning me over. I flipped the pancake onto the plate, gave Gus Gus a little nibble and sat down at the table. I couldn't help but remember how I got the sign of hope I so desperately needed.

It was thanksgiving…I knew it was thanksgiving because of what transpired later.

"Get in there". Embry's brother, or as I like to call him sick fuck two…or SFT…said as he threw Tracy into my room.

"Get her cleaned up and dressed." He said tossing a black evening gown and a blue one onto the floor.

Neither one of us breathed or moved until we heard the upper door close.

"He's going to kill me next time isn't he?" Tracy said as she curled herself into a ball in the corner.

Tracy Buckingham arrived three weeks before Tina. She was the eleventh or twelfth girl since I had been here. As I was keeping track of time with my periods, I could only assume that I had been here for at little over two months when she arrived. Tracy was my favorite of all the girls. She was a little taller than me, had brown hair down to her back and boobs I only wished I had. We would talk whenever we got the chance, like when I was showering her after one of her torture sessions. I would take extra care of each of them, but Tracy was different. I talked to her as much as I could as I cleaned her up. If not to make her feel a little better, but maybe so I could find her parents and tell them…well I didn't know what…when I got out of here.

I knew Tracy was from the outskirts of Dallas. She had been going to college to get her law degree and had a large family. She wanted a family of her own someday and would do anything to get out of this situation. I didn't have the heart to tell her she wasn't leaving alive. The fact she was still alive was lucky. They always killed them on the sixth day. No one had ever made it past six days…except Tracy this was day eight. I knew she finally figured that out, as her brown eyes stared at me in horror waiting for the answer to her question. It was like staring into a mirror as I looked at her and I just prayed I'd never have that particular look in my eyes. I wasn't stupid; I saw how all the girls resembled me.

"I'm not sure if he is or not…what happened?" I lied as I picked her up off the floor.

"He thinks I bit him…but I really didn't" Tracy winced as I put my arms around her bruised ribs. She was nearly black and blue all over her entire body from what the bastards had done to her over the past week. I walked her out the doorway and into the bathroom.

"How…how did you bite him?" I asked as I reached in and turned the shower on.

"Do you really want the details?" she moaned, knowing I had an idea of what went on, not only by what I had been through, but by the bruises and bleeding she had. I wasn't cruel, by any means, not wanting to know the details. I just knew if I had actual details of what happened...I would probably have my own psychotic break. I was hanging on by a thread anyway and was totally helpless to do anything besides what I already did for these girls.

"Maybe I can help if you tell me" I said as I reached my hand in to test the water and make sure it was warm. I learned warm was the best for the girls after being worked over by the psychos. A slight degree, in the water temperature, one way or the other would only cause the girls more pain.

Tracy stepped in without hesitation, even though she was naked, knowing I was just a prisoner like her. She had reservations the first time I helped her, but I told her my story, just like I had to with the others, and then she let me help her. I told her how I knew Embry, why I was here, what they did to me and my name. Just like the others she then relaxed around me. I guess for these girls, knowing I was in the same situation they were, helped them to not feel so alone. Tracy leaned forward and stood under the flow of the water. I felt bad for her and had to hide the sickness I felt from my face, as she winced when the water hit her beaten body.

"I was on my knees" she said after a few minutes and looked toward me to see if I understood. I did. I just nodded knowing she didn't have to continue with telling me why or what she was doing. She turned around so she was facing me.

I automatically looked at the floor. She might feel like she had nothing left, but for me not to stare at her, hopefully gave her a little dignity. Besides, seeing all the bruises, cuts and burns made me ill. I couldn't look at them anymore without breaking inside. Knowing it could be me anytime now.

"He was…making me gag on it and I started to vomit…I swallowed it back down quickly, but my teeth must have grazed him" Tracy winced again and I assumed she had turned back around to face the water.

"I'll talk to Embry and see if I can-"

"Bella" she cut me off "I know I'm not going to leave here alive" she gasped and I quickly looked up. Tracy was looking over her shoulder and I could see the acceptance in her eyes. She turned her head back to the water.

"Let me wash you okay?" I said through a lump in my throat. Tracy just nodded as I got the shampoo off the floor. I washed her hair gently and then used the soap to wash the psycho's stench and fluids off of her. She would gasp in pain every once in a while and I'd just give her an apologetic smile. I knew it hurt for me to wash them, but they all had been so bruised and beaten they couldn't do it themselves.

After I rinsed Tracy off I grabbed the towel and put it around her then sat her on the toilet and wrapped another one around her hair. I felt so bad that she had given up, but what could I say that would make this situation any better? Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! I was just so helpless, but I had to try.

"Tracy"

"Bella…it's ok…I know and all I want is for them to not torture me anymore…I just want to…to" Tracy started to sob. I wrapped her in my arms and held her for only god knew how long.

"Let's get you dressed, okay?" I said and held my arm out for her to take. She grabbed hold of me and I helped her back to the room. It was so sad to watch. She was like a little old lady. I slid the dress over her head and then she sat down on the bed. I slid my own dress on, no underwear needed because they were not allowed for any of us except when I was on my period, and I climbed up behind her and took her towel off her head. I slowly started to dry her hair.

The footsteps that started coming made Tracy tense up.

"Bella…do me a favor please"

"Anything"

"If you get out of here please…tell my parents…I love them and lie and tell them I didn't suffer. Please Bella…Please!" She said and lifted her hands to dry her eyes.

"Yes…yes I will" I said as the steps got closer.

"Promise me!" She ordered.

"I promise" I said through the lump in my throat.

"Thank you."

We both sat like cats waiting for the footsteps to hit the door.

"Good you're dressed…Embry has decided he wants to have a fucking stupid ass thanksgiving dinner and watch the game with you two." He growled.

"Thanksgiving dinner?" I questioned.

"Yeah now get upstairs" He said grabbing Tracy by the arm and nearly dragging her behind him. He knew better than to touch me. I made my away around him and took hold of Tracy.

As we got closer to the top of the stairs, I heard Tracy's stomach growl. As the door to the upstairs opened, I could smell the turkey right away and the sweet potatoes. My stomach started to rumble too as the scent of stuffing and rolls enveloped us. That's when I saw Embry. He was standing at a large kitchen table with a smile from ear to ear. He had on a tux, I'm guessing to match my gown, and was holding a chair out for me. I walked over toward Embry and noticed how the table looked like it had been decorated by Martha herself.

The table was decorated with a red table cloth. There were two candles in silver holders sitting on each side of a white and red rose centerpiece. The turkey was on a silver plate, the side dishes were also on silver and the place sittings were just as lovely.

"Thank you" I said as I sit down in the chair.

"You look very lovely" Embry said and kissed the top of my head. I had to hold back the cringe.

Embry's brother glared at us as he took his seat.

"You were raised a gentlemen brother I suggest you don't forget that" Embry stated matter-of-factly as he sat down.

There was a huge humph from his brother as he stood and held the chair out for Tracy. She shakily took her seat and looked at me. I smiled as reassuringly as I could.

It was very quiet and I just looked back and forth between everyone around the table. Tracy too afraid to move, SFT was shooting glares at Embry and undressing me with his eyes as we sat there, but it didn't affect Embry.

"Not yet brother" Embry said when he caught his brother staring at me. "The time will come" he said more as an order than a statement.

I knew whenever that time came it would only go badly because his brother was the sadist. If he ever got his hands on me…I didn't want to think about that. Embry was not a patient person but if I just kept playing my part I could string him along for a long time. He was the dangerous one, the killer after all, and as long as Embry was here I was as safe as I could expect to be in this situation.

"This looks wonderful Embry…you must have spent a long time making a dinner so lovely." I smiled pulling on the strings.

"It was nothing" he blushed.

I reached over and touched his hand that was on the table. "It's very lovely…Thank you…may I say grace so we can eat this beautifully prepared meal?" Okay I was stroking his ego a little much…what could I say?

"Yes please" he purred and we all bowed our heads. My subconscious was throwing in thoughts as I prayed.

"Dear God…thank you for this wonderful meal…please let it sustain us (keep me alive in case Embry decides to starve me) and bless Embry for taking such great lengths in preparing it for us (please let me get out of here alive) and let it feel our hearts with warmth. (Please let Edward and dad find me soon)AMEN!

It was very odd as we ate. Embry started speaking and was asking me questions just like when we were dating. How my day was? How did I like the weather, if I needed anything? I answered him, but waited for him to snap. A couple of times he reminded his brother about his manners and when he saw Tracy wasn't eating he asked her if there was something wrong with the food. She shook her head and quickly started eating out of fear. When we were all finished Embry stood and cleared the table. We just sat quietly waiting for instructions.

"The game should be starting if you'd like to have desert and watch it" Embry said extending his hand out to me.

I swallowed hard as I took his hand. "That would be lovely."

He led me into the room with the TV and I sat down on the couch. "I'll be right back" Embry said and left.

"Get up" His brother growled and grabbed Tracy by the arm.

"Stop!" I screamed as he started toward the stairs.

"Shut up and go sit down…this doesn't concern you!" He growled at me.

"She's my friend and you can't ruin my holiday" I turned to Embry hoping he would listen to my plea "Embry…its thanksgiving…you don't want me to remember…our first thanksgiving like this do you?" I was using what I could to sway him and keep Tracy alive just a little longer.

"She stays" he said to his brother.

"But-"

Embry didn't take his eyes off of me. Waiting for some waiver on my face, but I held my expression.

"No buts let her go!" He growled.

"Thank you" I smiled and hugged him knowing I needed to stroke his ego more. I could see this is what he wanted. I would give it to him. For now.

"Come on Tracy lets go get ready for the game…it's always been mine and Embry's favorite thing to do on thanksgiving." I said calmly and took Tracy's arm. I led her to the couch without any followers.

"Are you okay?" I whispered after we sat down.

"Have you lost your mind?" She asked with crazy eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Keeping us alive…that's what I'm doing. I'll do it as long as I can okay…please just take my lead no matter what okay?"

Tracy nodded as Embry walked into the room holding two plates of pie.

"Mmm it looks delicious…doesn't it Tracy" I looked at her hoping she took the lead.

"Uh…yes it looks very delicious" she smiled.

"Who's playing?" I asked as Embry gave us the plates.

"Dallas and New York" He smiled and I knew at that moment I was going to have a hard time keeping up the Charade. This would be my most trying torture yet. He was going to put Edward just within my reach and take him away just as quickly to see if I was sincere in my words. He stood there watching me waiting for me to make any mistake.

Keep it together Bella you can do this.

"The Giants and the Cowboys this should be a good one" I said and took a bite of my pie.

Embry sat through the game watching every move his brother made. The way his brother was staring at me was making me uncomfortable. I could see Embry's jaw clench when he would notice also. Every time Edward would appear on the screen I saw Embry's eyes flicker to me. I kept my face calm and smooth and yelled in the right places at the players. I, however, was aching and dying inside. I could see how Edward was neglecting himself. He was so thin and the bags under his eyes let me know he wasn't sleeping. He was playing like shit, too. He kept getting hit over and over which made Embry and his brother guffaw and cheer at the giants. I would die a little each time and prayed Edward would get up. At half time Embry went into the kitchen and his brother followed.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing looking at her like that?" I heard Embry say in the kitchen.

"She's playing you brother and I'm not saying we kill her I say we just take part in her sweet juices already." His brother growled back.

"Keep your voice down…I said the time will come and then…only if she agrees will you touch her. You will not touch her until she's ready."

"We won't kill her brother," SFT said gently. "You know what she tastes like and I see it bothers you not to have it"

"Enough" Embry Yelled.

"She's just like the others a worthless whore…you can't think she loves you…you want her just as much as me Embry!" I turned and looked into the kitchen. Embry punched his brother in the face.

"Don't you ever talk about her like that!" Embry yelled.

"Fuck you!" Embry's brother spit blood on the floor.

He stalked back into where Tracy and I were and neither of us said a word as she was led out of the room. I nodded once as she looked back at me before she disappeared out of sight. She knew it would be the last time I saw her alive and I would keep my promise.

"Would you like a beer?" Embry said startling me.

"Yes please" I answered. When he left I slid forward onto the sofa and touched the screen of the TV.

"Oh Edward what are you doing…I'm still alive please stop worrying." I whispered to the T.V. as I reached up and touched the picture they were flashing of him.

"Please baby take care of yourself…I'm still here" I said as the tears welled in my eyes. "I love you" I whispered and slid back into the sofa as I heard Embry returning. I wiped away my tears quickly and pretended to yawn. I hoped that would explain the water in my eyes. I couldn't let him know his torture was working.

"I really am glad you joined me for dinner" he said as he handed me the beer.

"It was lovely" I took a drink.

"You're lovely" he said and reached out to touch my face.

"Embry" I breathed.

"Don't worry…I won't screw it up this time…we're going to wait…we'll be married this time."

I jumped as I heard a scream of terror.

"Bella" Embry said soothingly, "if you don't want him…I swear I will never let him touch you" he smiled and sat down.

"Good" I smiled. "I'll never want him only…you" I turned back to the TV. Knowing how much of lie that was. The only person I would ever want is Edward.

"They're getting their asses kicked aren't they…That ex prick fuck you used to screw really isn't doing his job is he?" Embry taunted.

I grit my teeth and took another small drink off the beer before I answered.

"No…he sucks doesn't he?" I lied.

Embry laughed, "Yeah he does…bet he sucks in bed too?" Embry raised his eyebrow.

"No one has ever been as good as you" I lied and had to choke down the vomit that was seeping up into my throat as I heard another scream.

"Let's hope Cullen can do a better job in the second half" I heard Marv say and I turned my attention back to the T.V. trying to drown out what I knew was going on down stairs.

Edward didn't come onto the field with the others and Troy started speaking.

"Maybe they decided to let Cullen take a break…it has been reported he had the flu this last week and so maybe he decided to not play the rest of the game-"

"Nope Troy look there he is…he looks a lot better…"Marv said and everything drowned out as I stared at the man who would always hold my heart.

I watched and realized Edward looked different. Something had changed during half time. What I wasn't sure. Embry disappeared before the end of the third and I didn't want to think to where. As soon as I heard the door to the basement shut I slid to the edge of the couch and I paid closer attention to the TV.

I let everything else disappear but Edward. Everything about him was the same as it was in the first half. His hair hadn't changed, his stance nothing, except he looked joyous now. I watched play after play as Edward got the call from Billy, put on his helmet and walked to the huddle. They broke and took their stances again and again. I saw nothing different. What had changed? There were two seconds left, Dallas had come back and they were down by one. They won with a field goal.

I was about to give up and shut the TV off and then I saw it. The reporters were interviewing Edward and asking him how they did it. How they came back from such a deficit and hard first half. Edward unknowingly reached up and grabbed a necklace he had around his neck. I got closer to the T.V. I knew the necklace. I knew who gave it to him…I knew why…the tears started to swell in my eyes and I knew…they were never going to stop looking for me.

I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen where I was reminiscing. I quickly stood up and dried my eyes as the memories of Edward had brought new tears. I quickly grabbed the orange juice off the cupboard and placed it on the table.

"Good morning Isabella" Embry's brother purred as he came up behind me. He had been doing this the last few days. It would make my skin crawl because he would brush against me and each day he was getting more daring.

"Embry-"

"Is still sleeping" he said into my ear as he pushed his cock up against me letting me know he was hard.

"I'll go wake him" I said and tried to turn around.

"You're staying right here" He pushed up against me harder and grabbed my wrists and placed them into one of his hands. He reached his hand around to the front and slid his hand between my legs. He rubbed across the pants I had on.

"You have had my brother wrapped around your little finger but I see right through you. I'm done waiting for what I want." He said as he continued to grind into me.

"Get off of me!" I yelled.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Embry growled as he came into the kitchen and I felt his brother smile against the back of my head.

I started to get queasy because his hands had been on me. I thought for sure I was going to puke and had to hold it in.

"I was just telling her the good news" He said and stepped away from me and I reached for the faucet so I could grab a drink of water and hopefully stop the vomit.

"Don't fuck with her…she's mine and you can't have her yet!" Embry growled "I told you when the time is right-" Before I knew what happened Embry's brother pulled a gun and shot Embry in the forehead.

"Time's up" He laughed as Embry's lifeless body hit the floor.

Oh yes I did leave a cliffy AGAIN hahaha.

Please don't kill me *runs for cover* I promise if you weren't shocked I didn't do my job.

I also will shock you again and again.

I'll update the blog at rupturebyme (dot) blogspot (dot) com with progress on next chapter.