Author's Notes: Hi, readers. Here is chapter thirteen of "Into the Shadows." This chapter shows Mike brutally raping Bella. I feel fortunate to have finally gotten to this point, though it was not easy to do. If this makes you uncomfortable, do not read it. Otherwise, you may read it at your own risk. Stay tuned for chapter fourteen.
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Chapter 13: Fun Turns Into Terror
Bella drove down the road seven minutes later. Whitney Houston's How Will I Know played on the radio. Mike looked out his window. He spotted four white-tailed deer grazing on grass. She looked toward him as he propped his head up with his elbow on the door. He drew a circle on the window with his finger while mouthing 'Blah, blah, blah.'
"It's nice to see deer out and about," Mike said.
"I never saw deer in Phoenix. I lived in the suburbs. On top of that, the climate is a bit too hot for them," Bella said.
"At least you can see them now," Mike pointed out and looked at her with a big smile on his face.
"They're cool animals," Bella admitted with a chuckle. "The bucks are so magnificent with their antlers."
"Do you think I'd look good with antlers?" Mike asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"I think you would," Bella answered honestly. "Just don't be surprised if someone shoots at you."
He grabbed his chest as if he had been shot there. He groaned in pain and lost consciousness. She looked at him closely. She screamed in surprise when he sprung back to life. She punched him in the arm and emitted a mock-annoyed growl.
"You are mean, Mike," Bella scolded in much playfulness.
"I am proud to be mean," Mike said with pride.
"Don't get too prideful," Bella warned while shaking her finger at him. "It will bite you on the ass."
He sat up tall and proud. "Ha! I am not afraid."
She blew a raspberry. "Be afraid. Be very afraid."
Mike reached over to ruffle Bella's hair. He pinched her cheek and spoke baby talk. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away. She laid it in his lap before clearing her throat.
"My parents and I painted my room two weeks ago," Mike commented.
"Oh, really?" Bella wondered.
"Yeah," Mike said with a smile. "We decided it was time for a new paint job. It took us three days to complete it."
"I'd like to see it," Bella said eagerly.
"Great," Mike replied and let out a delighted laugh.
Bella chuckled quietly. "A year before I moved out here, I helped Mom paint her room. We thought it could use a new paint job. It took us two days to finish."
"I bet it was hard trying to air her room out since it's hot in Phoenix," he whispered.
"We actually did it in the late fall. It wasn't the least bit hot," she replied proudly.
Mike gave her a thumbs-up. "Good job, dude."
She winked at him. She saw the Newton residence coming into view and turned left into the driveway. She turned off the engine. They undid their seatbelts. She grabbed her purse. They exited it and approached the front door. He searched through his keys until he found the right one. He unlocked the door and opened it, its hinges squeaking somewhat. He went inside, followed by her. He closed the door while watching her go over to the armchair and put her purse in it.
He took her upstairs, stopping at the first door on their right. That happened to be his room. He opened the door, and they walked in. She stared at it in awe. The room was medium-sized. It had a twin bed, a pine dresser, and an oak nightstand. A TV and DVD player sat on top of the dresser. In front of the window was a desk and a computer. The walls were painted brown.
"Your room looks great," Bella said warmly.
"Thanks," Mike replied and put his hands on his hips. "You want me to paint you brown, so you match my room?"
"You can do that on one condition," Bella said, holding up a finger.
"What's that?" Mike wondered.
"You have to let me paint you first," Bella answered.
He shook his head. "No way."
She nodded rapidly. "Yes way."
Mike pulled Bella into a headlock, giving her a noogie. She wiggled herself free from his grasp. She tweaked his nose and pretended to pull his underwear over his head. He moved his arms around as if he were blind. She broke into hysterical laughter.
"Aw! Poor Mike can't see!" Bella taunted. "Don't worry. I'll help you" She pretended to remove his underwear from over his head. "All better?"
"Yes," Mike answered.
"Good," Bella said and smiled lightly. "How about we go watch a movie downstairs?"
"Sure. How about The Terminator?" Mike suggested.
"That's fine with me. You up for a game of Go Fish too?" Bella said.
"You bet," Mike said happily.
The teens headed downstairs to the living room. Mike grabbed the tape from the coffee table and put it in the VCR. He turned it and the TV on. The Terminator began playing. He sat down while opening the coffee table's drawer. He dug through it until he found a pack of cards. He closed the drawer and removed them from the box. He started to shuffle them as Bella sat beside him.
"The Terminator is such a great movie. It's hard to believe that it's over twenty years old," Bella whispered in awe.
"I know. It has wonderful action and acting. Who would've thought a low-budget movie would launch James Cameron and Arnold Schwarzenegger into stardom?" Mike wondered.
She gave a shrug. "I don't think they thought that would happen, but it did. That movie was followed by the superior sequel called Terminator 2: Judgment Day."
"That's my favorite movie. The action is so cool in that one. The acting is wonderful. The best part is the special effects," he said.
"No kidding. Those effects have really stood the test of time," she said and cleared her throat.
He nodded in agreement. "Let's not forget that computer graphics continue to improve every year. Who knows what will see on the big screen next?"
Bella chuckled to herself as Mike finished shuffling the deck. He dealt himself and her five cards each before placing it on the coffee table. They proceeded to play Go Fish.
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Mike and Bella were immersed in their fourth game more than twenty-five minutes later. They moved their cards around. They looked at each other for a long moment before turning back to them. The scene where the Terminator knocked on the door to the wrong Sarah Conner's house came on. He narrowed his eyes at his cards and glanced at her.
"You got any sixes, Bella?" he asked.
"Nope. Go fish, Mike," she answered. He rolled his eyes and drew a card from the deck. He nestled it amongst the others. She raised an eyebrow, taking slow yet even breaths. She shifted her attention to him. "You got any kings?"
"Do I really have to give up my kings?" Mike yelled in frustration.
"Yes, you do. Now, hand them over," Bella said and pointed her finger at him. He mumbled inaudible words as he handed his two kings over to her. She laid them and hers on the coffee table. She pumped her fist and laughed in delight. "I strike again!"
"I can't believe I lost four games in a row. I always win several in a row before someone else does," Mike grumbled.
"I guess tonight is my lucky night," Bella said, furrowing her brow.
"Maybe," Mike responded with a shrug of his shoulders. "Imagine if our cards came to life and started dancing around the room."
She giggled. "That would be wild."
"I'd love to see them pick you up and toss you out the door," Mike commented with a smirk.
"Then they can come back in and toss you out," Bella added and giggled.
He blew a raspberry. "Sure, they would."
Bella waved Mike off in which she got a laugh from him. She ran her tongue all over the inside of her mouth.
"I'm going to get some water," Bella said and gathered the cards. She straightened them up and laid them on the table.
"Okay," Mike said and turned his attention toward the TV. He propped his head up with his elbow. "I won't go anywhere."
Bella stood up and headed for the kitchen. She grabbed a glass from the cabinet next to the refrigerator. She went to the sink and filled it up with water. She took a sip and smacked her lips. Unbeknownst to her, Mike came up behind her. He put his hands on her waist and started stroking it.
"Mike, what are you doing?" Bella asked, becoming a little tense.
"Shh," Mike whispered as he took the glass out of her hand and placed it aside. "Shh."
Mike pulled Bella's hair aside to kiss her neck. He moved his hands upward to fondle her breasts through her white blouse. He pressed his crotch into her butt. She tried not to moan, but she couldn't stop herself. Her heart began to race in her chest as she closed her eyes. She moaned again when he nibbled on her earlobe and squeezed her breasts.
Suddenly, her eyes snapped opened as she realized when he was trying to do. She wasn't about to let him have her way with him since she was dating Edward. She did not want him to be unfaithful to Jessica either. She grabbed his hands and pulled them off her. She stepped away from him. He turned to face her.
"Bella, what gives?" Mike asked innocently.
"Mike, you're not going to make me cheat on Edward! You can't do the same to Jessica!" Bella yelled angrily.
"Oh, come on, Bella! You liked what I was doing to you!" Mike retorted. "Besides, I'm the perfect guy for you. We go well together."
"No, I didn't like what you were doing to me," Bella said firmly and crossed her arms. "I'm telling you this right now. Edward and I are together. So are you and Jessica. I have never liked you as any more than a friend."
He scoffed in annoyance. "Bella, that guy isn't good for you. He's always looking at you like you're something to eat."
"So what if he does? I love him, and he loves me. That's all that matters to us. If you can't respect that, then I guess we can't be friends," Bella whispered regretfully.
"What?! You can't be serious!" Mike yelled in shock.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "I am serious. You can't stand the fact that I'm taken. Hear me out. I will never be yours. Our friendship is over! I'm going home!"
Bella turned to walk toward the living room. Mike became very angry. He wasn't about to let her keep him from having her. If he couldn't get her into bed with him, then he would do it by force. He stalked toward her. He grabbed fistfuls of her hair and hit her head against the doorway, knocking her unconscious. He released his hold on her, letting her fall on the floor. He bent down to pick her up. He moved her over his shoulder and headed upstairs to his room. He laid her on the bed and got in between her legs.
He saw her head was leaning to the side. He turned it toward him to press a hard kiss to her lips. He did this several times before moving to her neck and kissing it. He placed his hands on her breasts and proceeded to fondle them. He felt himself becoming hard. She groaned and stirred quite a bit. He felt her movements and ceased his ministrations on her. He pulled back to look at her. She opened her eyes, gasping fearfully at seeing him. He smiled evilly.
"Nice to see you awake, Bells," Mike sneered.
"Mike, why are you doing this? Please, let me go!" Bella pleaded with tears in her eyes.
"No way! You belong to me! You always have!" Mike yelled and dove down to kiss her neck. She screamed in much disgust and struggled to get free. Unfortunately, she was unable to. "You always will!"
She cried. "Stop it, Mike! Stop!"
He pulled back. "Shut up, bitch!"
He slapped her across the cheek and ripped open her blouse with a fierce growl. She beat on him with her fists. He pushed them away and punched her in the face, splitting her lip open. He took it off along with her blue bra, white socks, and white tennis shoes. He unbuttoned her blue jeans and pulled the zipper down. He jerked them and her white underwear off. She struggled hard, getting a backhand to the cheek from him.
He took off his black shoes and white socks. He removed his black t-shirt. He undid the button on his blue jeans, followed by the zipper. He removed them and his blue underwear. He tied her hands above her head with his t-shirt. He got back in between her legs as he grabbed her wrists with one hand. He emitted a malicious chuckle.
Bella struggled even harder while tossing her head from side to side. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her. She wished with all she had that someone would stop Mike. It seemed everything was going in slow motion, and nothing could make it go any faster. She looked up at him, tears falling from her eyes. She shook her head, a whimper leaving her mouth.
"Mike, please. Don't do this," Bella cried, her voice cracking.
"No, Bella," Mike declared and leaned down close to her ear. "It's useless to fight me. I will make love to you right now, and you will enjoy it!"
He took himself in hand and moved toward her entrance. He smiled sinisterly at seeing the terror in her eyes as he leaned forward and entered her very roughly. She screamed at the pain coursing through that area. She squeezed her eyes shut in an effort to will it away, but she couldn't. She whimpered when he began to move within her.
He placed his other hand on her wrists. He formed a look of bliss and satisfaction on his face while thrusting in and out of her. He listened to her crying and pleading, both edging him on. He bent down to suck on one breast and fondle the other. He lifted his head and gazed down at her, his eyes filled with much lust. He bared his teeth, bringing his hands to her face.
Mike moaned and grunted with every thrust. He massaged Bella's outer thighs as she opened her eyes. He increased the pressure on them. He made his way to the inner part of them. He rubbed them just as hard. Her eyes formed more tears. Her breathing turned to shudders as he alternated between kissing and licking her neck.
He felt his climax approach and increased the speed of his thrusts. He pulled away from her neck and pinched her nipples roughly, causing her to cry out in pain. He rolled them in his hands. He licked the undersides of her breasts and bit down on them hard. He formed a joyful smile on his face at hearing her painful whimpers. He pulled away from her breasts to stare at her. He relished from seeing the terror in her eyes.
Mike thrusted into Bella for the final time and arched his back while releasing himself inside her. He couldn't hold himself up and collapsed onto her, panting heavily. His body spasmed against hers. She continued to cry, closing her eyes. His breathing returned to normal. He pulled back to look at her, and she opened her eyes. He smiled at her and touched her cheek. He stroked it with his thumb very slowly. She made a disgusted face.
"You don't know how good you felt, Bella," Mike whispered and leaned down close to her ear. "Guess what? It's not over."
Mike pulled halfway out, shoving into Bella very hard. He chuckled cheerfully at her crying out in pain. She lost consciousness as he raped her again.
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Bella stirred and groaned softly. She opened her eyes, only to find blurry vision. She blinked four times to clear it. She glanced down to see she was dressed. She found her hands on either side of her head. Her lip was swollen, and her face had bruises on it. Her arms and legs contained them as well. A bump had formed on her head.
She breathed heavily. She was not sure how long she had been unconscious. The last thing she remembered was Mike raping her for a second time. She heard chuckling and spotted the dressed boy sitting in a chair in the corner. She sat up rapidly, uncontrollable whimpers coming from her. He stood up and approached the bed. He sat down beside her, a big smirk forming on his face.
"It's about time you woke up, Sleeping Beauty. You've been out for nearly an hour," Mike commented.
"What?" Bella mumbled, swallowing hard.
"Yep," Mike said and chuckled to himself. "I cleaned up the blood from your lip. I did you three more times while you were out."
She gasped in much shock and disgust. "Oh, shit."
"Oh, yeah," Mike responded evilly. "Sex with Jessica was good, but you were better because you were out. It made me want more of you."
"You're a sick bastard!" Bella yelled.
"And proud of it," Mike replied.
"I can't believe what you did to me! I never thought you'd do something like that!" Bella screamed.
"You deserved it. If you hadn't resisted me, it wouldn't have happened. I still got what I wanted," Mike retorted with much ferocity.
"Says you," Bella snapped and looked about ready to throw up.
He nodded and formed a prideful expression on his face. "That's right."
Bella whimpered as Mike ruffled her hair. She smacked his hand away. He leaned close to her ear and blew into it. This made her tense up. She emitted a shuddering breath.
"You may not have been a virgin when I had my way with you, but it doesn't matter. I am glad I did you," Mike sneered.
"How did you—" Bella started.
"I overheard you talking with Jessica and Angela about it a few days ago," Mike responded and clicked his tongue twice. "You should really learn to keep your voices down."
"Please, stop," Bella cried, tears coming to her eyes.
"Shut up. Listen to me," Mike said while grabbing her chin. "I can't help but wonder what your precious boyfriend will think when he learns I had sex with you several times."
"Stop, please," Bella replied, her body trembling.
"I bet he'll dump your ass. No guy wants a girl who has engaged in sex with other partners. If this were a horror movie, you'd be dead," Mike said, laughing in a sinister manner.
"Just—" Bella started.
"No, you listen," Mike snarled and flared his nostrils. He grabbed her hair and jerked her head back, making her cry out in pain. He laughed in a malicious manner. "You're a slut. No man will ever want you. You will be forever alone. You deserve to be because only women who have been with just their men deserve happiness and love."
Bella shoved Mike away. She jumped to her feet and ran out of his room. He laughed aloud as he listened to her departing footfalls, the door opening and slamming, the truck starting up, and screeching tires. He went to his nightstand and picked up his journal. He sat on his bed and proceeded to write in it.
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Bella arrived at the Swan residence within six minutes. She got out of her truck and went to the front door. She reached into her pocket, her hand shaking a bit. She pulled out her keys. She nearly dropped them, but she managed to find the right key quickly. She unlocked the door and opened it to go inside. She closed it behind her.
She walked toward the kitchen slowly. Her legs felt as if they were turning into jelly. They gave way once she got to the kitchen, and she ended up on her knees. She laid on her side, curling into a fetal position. She put her hand over her face as she began to cry hysterically. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Some merged with each other.
She squeezed her eyes shut as she clenched her teeth. Images of Mike raping her rushed through her mind at a very rapid pace. She breathed deeply in an effort to push them out, but she was unable to. She wanted to go upstairs and wash herself off so badly, yet she couldn't bring herself to move in the least bit. She felt so disgusted and shamed. In fact, she felt like she was about ready to throw up.
She cried louder as she thought about Edward. She feared Mike was right that her boyfriend would no longer want her because she had been raped by him. She cursed Mike for that. She felt some hatred for him forming. She wondered how the townspeople and La Push residents would react to what had happened to her, especially Bruce and Karen. She feared they would turn on her and blame her for what happened or accuse her of lying. She didn't even want to think about the reactions of her parents and stepfather.
Bella removed her hand from her face and laid it on the floor. She looked up at the ceiling. She could see the tiny holes in it close to the light. She swallowed hard before whimpering quietly. Her breathing turned to shudders as her crying softened somewhat
