Bella’s POV
I didn’t know how long it had been since I passed out. I woke up to see light coming through the cracks where there were boards on the window. But it still wasn’t enough to see into the dark room. But I could see some things.
I saw something lying on the floor by my feet. I got up only to feel the pain in my back from my brutal beating. I slowly crawled over as far as the chain would let me go and reached out to the thing lying on the floor.
I picked it up. Or should I say, I picked up pieces of whatever it was. I took it into the little light there was and looked at the device. It was my cell phone. Figures. It would be too much like right for Lorenzo to give me my cell phone back.
Now I would never be able to see Edward again. I felt the whole in my chest start to tear apart like when he left me last September. I told myself I would never be able to go through that again. I guess I forgot to factor a half vampire, half witch that was out for revenge on Edward into the equation.
I started to sob quietly. How was I suppose to live through this? I would never see my mom or dad, Esme or Carlisle, Rosalie or Emmett, Jasper or Jacob, and I forced myself to think the last two names. Alice and Edward.
Alice, my best friend in the whole world. She would never be replaced. I missed her so much. I felt more tears coming down my face.
And Edward. It hurt me just to even think about never seeing him again. He was the reason for my existence. He was the reason I got up in the morning. He was the reason I even wanted to do the whole wedding thing. I knew it would make him happy. Then I remembered something that made me cry even harder. Our wedding was suppose to be in 2 and a half weeks. It looks like it will be postponed until further notice. That is if I ever escape from this torture.
My personal torture. That brought back the memory of that morning before the party. I called the party my personal torture. It made me laugh a little thinking about Alice and all her party ideas, but only to start crying again thinking about Alice. I missed her so much. I hoped that Edward would find me soon.
I longed to be in his arms right now. I longed for him to hold me while I was in pain. Just thinking about his stone arms around me, made me start sobbing. I tried to control my sobs so Lorenzo wouldn’t come down and hurt me again, but it was hard keeping them in. I started to sob even harder as I thought about him hurting me.
I was petrified. I couldn’t think about anything but the pain he had done to me. All the things he had done to me. Taking me away from my friends and family, hitting me on hard with his belt for about 5 minutes, probably leaving marks in the process that one day would be scars, and even worse. Taking me away from Edward. That was the worst thing anyone could do to me.
My sobs continued until I heard a door open. I looked up and saw a figure in the door again. I stopped my sobbing and froze. Now I was really scared. All thoughts about anything forgotten. I knew what was coming. Pain.
I didn’t know how long it had been since I passed out. I woke up to see light coming through the cracks where there were boards on the window. But it still wasn’t enough to see into the dark room. But I could see some things.
I saw something lying on the floor by my feet. I got up only to feel the pain in my back from my brutal beating. I slowly crawled over as far as the chain would let me go and reached out to the thing lying on the floor.
I picked it up. Or should I say, I picked up pieces of whatever it was. I took it into the little light there was and looked at the device. It was my cell phone. Figures. It would be too much like right for Lorenzo to give me my cell phone back.
Now I would never be able to see Edward again. I felt the whole in my chest start to tear apart like when he left me last September. I told myself I would never be able to go through that again. I guess I forgot to factor a half vampire, half witch that was out for revenge on Edward into the equation.
I started to sob quietly. How was I suppose to live through this? I would never see my mom or dad, Esme or Carlisle, Rosalie or Emmett, Jasper or Jacob, and I forced myself to think the last two names. Alice and Edward.
Alice, my best friend in the whole world. She would never be replaced. I missed her so much. I felt more tears coming down my face.
And Edward. It hurt me just to even think about never seeing him again. He was the reason for my existence. He was the reason I got up in the morning. He was the reason I even wanted to do the whole wedding thing. I knew it would make him happy. Then I remembered something that made me cry even harder. Our wedding was suppose to be in 2 and a half weeks. It looks like it will be postponed until further notice. That is if I ever escape from this torture.
My personal torture. That brought back the memory of that morning before the party. I called the party my personal torture. It made me laugh a little thinking about Alice and all her party ideas, but only to start crying again thinking about Alice. I missed her so much. I hoped that Edward would find me soon.
I longed to be in his arms right now. I longed for him to hold me while I was in pain. Just thinking about his stone arms around me, made me start sobbing. I tried to control my sobs so Lorenzo wouldn’t come down and hurt me again, but it was hard keeping them in. I started to sob even harder as I thought about him hurting me.
I was petrified. I couldn’t think about anything but the pain he had done to me. All the things he had done to me. Taking me away from my friends and family, hitting me on hard with his belt for about 5 minutes, probably leaving marks in the process that one day would be scars, and even worse. Taking me away from Edward. That was the worst thing anyone could do to me.
My sobs continued until I heard a door open. I looked up and saw a figure in the door again. I stopped my sobbing and froze. Now I was really scared. All thoughts about anything forgotten. I knew what was coming. Pain.
