This is the most important chapter ever! It is going to be the most climatic part of the story. It took forever to write it so I hope you enjoy it. Please review!

WARNING: There is attempted rape in this, as well as some violence!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight.

A Cinderella of Sorts

Kim POV

After Elaine had examined my already healing wounds and left, I decided I was probably going to be left alone for the day, so I closed my eyes and imagined Jared. I dreamt that one day we would get married and have children running around our little house, with a white picket fence. The dreams soon morphed into nightmares, though. The nightmare was that I would never escape this prison, and Jackson would come back daily, and torture me. I started to feel very warm as I had this nightmare, and started shaking and jerking. Pretty soon though, I felt a sharp pain at the junction of my neck and shoulder. It doused the fire burning just under my skin, and my dreams morphed into blank nothingness.

When I regained consciousness again, I was very clammy and everything was blurry through my eyes. Before I could fully awaken I fell back into the dark abyss of nightmares. I was having the same nightmare as before, but this time I had fire at my fingertips and I was using it to defeat him. Before I could escape, I felt the fire burn out as I was touched by icy fingers and I was trapped again. I woke to cold fingers on my arms and the pinching of the skin on my wrists, as they were wrapped in what felt like thick rubber ropes. It was a struggle to open my eyelids but when I finally did, whoever had tied me up was gone and there was fresh tape on my mouth and new, tougher binds on my wrists and ankles.

I groaned in confusion and blinked away the blurriness in my eyes. I can't get back to sleep so I give up and decide to think about the sadness that is my life. I have only been wallowing in self-pity for about an hour when Jackson comes into the room and he looks like he is on a mission. He instantaneously appears at my side. I don't even blink. His super speed and strength have stopped surprising me, though I still cannot come up with why he is so fast and strong. He smiles down at me while raking his gaze up and down my body. I am wearing the same outfit I was in when I was kidnapped; short shorts and a green striped tank top. My hair is no longer in a ponytail, but spread out around my head.

I shudder under his gaze and finally realize he hasn't come to cut me or beat me. He has come for the only thing, the thing he has been ignoring for the whole time he has had me.

No, no he can't, I whimper internally.

He runs a cold hand up my thigh and I shiver, squirming away from the offending limb.

"I am tired of looking for answers that I will probably never find, and want to have some fun with you."

"Mph, mm, mph!" my screams of protest are muffled by the tape on my mouth.

"Ah, ah, ah," he tsks. "No squirming and no screaming. The sooner you relax, the sooner it will be over with."

I can feel tears trying to work their way out of my eyelids as sobs start to wrack my body. Jackson pays this no mind and continues groping me. His hand is now dangerously close to my chest. He slides his hand up my shirt as I block out the repulsive feeling. He gets my shirt half off before I hear a loud, very angry-sounding growl come from the doorway. Jackson jerks away from me to turn towards the intruder. I sucked in a quick breath when I see its Jared.

Jared! He found me! I rejoice, but just as quickly, that feeling is replaced with horror.

Oh no! Jackson will kill him! I cry mentally.

Jared doesn't look afraid though, in fact, he looked down right furious. Jackson took one second to look at him and then he flashed towards Jared so fast, I didn't have time to blink. But just before he reached Jared there was an explosion from where Jared was standing. It threw Jackson across the room. My heart started pounding as I stared at what replaced Jared; a giant, furry wolf.

Oh my God! Oh My God, oh my god, oh my God, seemed to be the only coherent thought capable of running through my mind right now.

The big, brown wolf charged into the room and head butted Jackson, who was up already up, and sprinting at lighting speed, towards the wolf. They ran into each other and wrestled. Jackson raised his head 'till it was level with Jared's thick neck and he bit him. The wolf yelped and shook Jackson off. I watched stunned as the wolf then, dug his teeth into Jackson's arm and twisted it off, but when he screamed and his arm came off, there was no blood. Suddenly, there were several other men and a woman in the room. A couple of them separated from the group and they exploded into balls of fur as well. The only thing I saw and heard after that was growling and bodies of fur struggling, and then the sound of crunching. Jackson was hidden underneath all of the wolves. Someone, a pale blond-haired man who despite, sharing some similarities with Jackson, looked quite friendly. He held up his hands and slowly moved them to the steel cables my hands were bound in. He gently pulled and they split like twigs. My eyes widened as one of his hands also came up and peeled the tape off my mouth carefully. He smiled at me and offered his hand for me to take. I sat up but refused his hand, shaking my head slowly. Looking over to the mass of fur fighting the man that kidnapped me, I realized they are done fighting and are all standing around something.

One of the men that did not phase walked over, taking a lighter out of his pocket and flicking it on. He then threw the lighter onto something which I couldn't see, and purple smoke arose from that area.

"What's going on? Where's Jared?" I try to say but I nothing comes out of my mouth. I haven't used my voice in so long, I can't talk.

I glance over at the wolves to find that they are no longer wolves, but people, Quileutes to be exact. I found Jared in the crowd and my heart soared. He was okay, he looked roughed up a little, but he was alive! He looked over at me with the familiar expression of love and adoration I had missed so much over the few weeks I had been in Hell. He strode over to me and gathered me in his arms, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I breathed a sigh of relief, happy to be in his arms. Before I was kidnapped we had never really established anything. In fact, he had only noticed me the day before, but it felt right somehow to be in his embrace. He leaned back and let me go looking around at the people in the room. I kept my gaze on his beautiful face. Then I remembered something. My eyes snapped open wide as I remembered the other vampire, Elaine, she was probably somewhere nearby. Another pale-skinned boy that looked a year older than me looked over at me and then he murmured something to one of the Quileute man a few feet away from him. The man got a fierce look on his face and then commanded the others to follow him. The pale-skinned people stayed in the room with Jared and me. I frowned at them in confusion and the one who untied me stepped forward.

"I need to check her wounds," the man said to Jared who looked like he didn't want to let him.

I laid my hand on Jared's large forearm to soothe him. He looked over at me and smiled. He stepped over a step to let the man examine me.

"My name is Carlisle Cullen. I'm a doctor over at Forks Hospital. I just need to take a look at you. Where did he hurt you?" Dr. Cullen asked me.

I pointed to my throat, trying to indicate that I can't speak. The boy from before spoke up.

"She can't speak Carlisle. Her vocal chords are rusty."

How did he…? I think bewildered, he must have guessed or something.

"Well, just point where he hurt you, then."

I point to my legs and arms and made a slicing motion. Dr. Cullen frowned.

"He cut you?" he asked me.

I nodded and then made a punching motion to my entire body, saying he beat me all over with his hands. Again the doctor frowned.

"He beat you as well?"

I nodded. Jared was shaking now. He looked very upset, so I rubbed my hand up and down his arm, trying to assure him that I am fine. He visibly calms and smiles his radiant smile again. It seemed Carlisle and red head boy from before were having a silent conversation during the exchange between me and Jared. After a moment Carlisle turned to Jared.

"You should take her somewhere for a while to be safe until we all catch Elaine. I think it's best if you tell her everything, also."

Jared sighs and nods his head. Carlisle and the rest leave the room super fast. They must be whatever Elaine and Jackson are. I know by now that they could not be human. This reminds me that Jared explodes into a wolf, making him abnormal as well. I look over at Jared and make a questioning face. He is giving me 'the look' and the expression falls off my face, replaced by a shy grin. He smiles widely and offers me his hand to get down from the table. I gladly place my hand in his and hop off the table. My feet touch the ground for less than a second before they give out under me and I slump towards the floor. Jared catches my body tightly and gently but firmly pulls me up before I hit the ground. I am limp in his arms.

"What's wrong with your legs?" he asks me alarmed.

I shrug, just as alarmed. A look of understanding passes through his eyes in the next second.

"You haven't gotten up in weeks. Your leg muscles are weak, that's all."

I nod in a 'of course why didn't I think of that' manner. He smiles and puts his hands under my knees and hauled me up bridal style against his chest. I looked up at him, shocked. He just smiles at me and carries me out of the room. I don't even look at my surroundings I just gaze up at Jared's face. Every couple of minutes he looks down at me and smiles. We reach wherever he took me, in a few minutes. He sets me down carefully making sure I can support myself before coming to stand behind me. I look around. I am in a small house that looks very homey. There is a large leather couch in the middle of the room, a soft plush tan carpet on the floor, and pictures covering the walls. I feel very safe in this room for some reason. Of course it could just be the amazing man next to me. A petite woman with black hair to her shoulders comes out of the kitchen and walks over to me. When she gets a few feet away from me, I get quite a shock; I see that she has three long, angry scars going down the right side of her face. I push away my shock though, so as not to be rude, and smile politely at the woman. She smiles back.

"Hi, I'm Emily. You must be Kim," she tells me opening her arms and giving me a hug.

I hug back awkwardly.

I haven't been hugged by anyone since I was little. She pulls back after a minute and smiles at me and Jared warmly. I try to speak to thank her but my voice still won't come.

"She can't talk right now, Emily, she hasn't spoken in weeks, so her vocal chords are a bit rusty." Jared explains for me after seeing my dilemma.

I smile appreciatively at him. Emily nods understandingly and motions for me to take a seat on the couch.

"Oh okay so why don't I just ask you yes or no questions? Here why don't we sit and I can find out all about you. I know quite a lot already actually. Jared has talked non-stop about you ever since he met you. Oh! Where are my manners? Would you like some tea? Or something to eat?" she rambles.

I shake my head no and look at Jared a bit surprised that he talked about me even before I got kidnapped. He avoids my gaze and laughs embarrassedly while guiding me to the couch. I sit down obediently and turn to face Emily.

"So how are you dealing with all the vamp-"

"Emily! I haven't told her about it yet." Jared cuts her off.

Emily blushes furiously.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I am just going to, uh, go do the dishes," she hurries into the kitchen.

I frown suspiciously.

What was she talking about? I think.

I twist around and look behind me at Jared. He is looking anywhere but at me. Now I am even more suspicious.

"I have to tell you something. It's kind of a big something," says nervously.

I nod indicating for him to continue. He stands up and leads me up off the couch and outside. I follow him, legs shaky with anxiety. We walk until we reach an opening in the woods. It is very open and there is a little body of water, too small to be a lake, on the right side of it. Jared stops us in the middle of it and turns around to look at me.

"Do you know the legends of the Quileute tribe?" he asks apprehensively.

I nod waiting for him to continue.

"Well, I'm…I'm a werewolf!" he blurts out, clenching his eyes tight.

My eyes widen and I stop breathing. I stay frozen like that for about five seconds before I blink rapidly and my breathing starts up again. I look at Jared to find him looking at me anxiously awaiting my reaction. I turn around so I can think properly without having to look into his eyes. Eyes that make me go weak at the knees.

Jared is a werewolf? Ok that would explain A LOT of things, I think.

I turn back around to look at Jared. I smile at him and step closer to him, twining my arms around his neck. I have to stretch up on my toes because he is so damn tall. His skin is scorching hot but it feels wonderful. He leans down so I don't have to reach up so much. He has a puzzled expression on his face.

"Why aren't you freaking out? I told you I can change into a dog and you don't freak out or even faint. Why not?" he questioned me.

I smile even wider and reach up even further. He frowns, confused, as I slowly ascend to his mouth. When my lips touch his there is a spark at the junction that travels throughout my body. Our lips meld together as he kisses me back. I detach one of my hands from its place at his neck and run it through his soft, curly hair. He moans in protest when I pull away. And as I stare into his twinkling chocolate eyes, I am caught off guard by a shocking realization.

I am completely and totally in love with you, Jared Taqeem.

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