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The wolves didn't arrive. Laurent raped and kidnapped Bella. she is his slave. WARNING: READING THIS FANFIC COULD SERIOUSLY DAMAGE YOUR MENTAL WELLBEING. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Rated Teen for slightly graphic desrciptions.


5. Chapter V

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Laurent didn’t come back that night, much to my relief. I lay on my bed, thinking about what Edward had said. I was better off dead but I wasn’t about to condemn Charlie or Renee. My life was the only thing that kept them alive. I only hoped Laurent wouldn’t check the video footage. If he saw Edward was around who knew what he would do? At the very least, he would move me. I got up and walked into the other bedroom. A large double bed and a wardrobe was all the furniture in this room. I shuddered at the sight of that bed, where so much pain had been caused to me. Each time I thought, it couldn’t get any worse, it’ll be better next time. And each time I was wrong. I had no idea what I was looking for in this room but I stayed there. There was nothing in here except pain and misery for me. I shuddered and left. I looked in the mirror that hung on the back of the door. I looked…different. My hair was messy and damp. My eyes were dulled and there was no colour to my skin. I sighed and punched the mirror, hard.

“OW!” I yelled when my fist connected with the glass with a large crunch. Then I heard another noise. A car drawing up outside. Laurent was back! I dashed back to my room and opened the window. I knew that vampires could smell when another vampire had been in the area. I hoped that the fresh air would remove the scent. The car engine stopped. There was no other noises. I sat on my bed and closed my eyes. When I opened them, he was in front of me.

“Sir” I said. He didn’t say anything but snarled quietly. I had my fingers crossed in my pocket, hoping that he didn’t notice the smell. I knew it was a vain hope.

“You’re back early. I thought you’d be gone another day” I said. He looked me over before leaving again. I had absolutely no idea what was going on. I heard a loud smashing noise from another room.

“Crap” he had obviously noticed the smell in the room, had gone, and checked the camera. He was back in my room in a flash and he slapped me hard across the face.

“What did you do? Why was he here? Don’t deny it! I can smell him all over you and I saw you kiss him! Explain! Now!” he yelled at me.

“I didn’t kiss him! He saw me at school today and followed me home. He came in here and kissed me! I swear!” I said. Laurent was scaring me. He had never hit me (out of aggression) before. He snarled.

“I don’t want you to talk to him again! If he tries, then ignore him. If you do, I won’t let you leave the house again” he stormed off. Not allowed to leave the house? I had too! I couldn’t be stuck here day and night. I heard him open his car again and dared to peak out the window. He was on the phone to someone as he left. I couldn’t hear what he said but something about it sent a chill up my spine.

The next day I hurried to school. I didn’t take the car again. I needed to clear my head. I reached the school. Edward was waiting by the building.

“Bella. Heya!” he said to me. I walked past, not looking at him. I stuck my chin out as I hurried past. I didn’t even glance at him, though it hurt me to do it. I was going to do it. I would ignore all of them.

I made it. The whole day without talking to them. Of course, Alice and Edward tried to talk to me. Emmett tried a little bit but not as much and Jasper saw I wanted (needed) to be left alone. And Rosalie still didn’t give a damn about my existence. I reached the house and was surprised to see Laurent’s car already back. I hoped he wouldn’t get angry with me again. When I went inside, he was in the lounge. He was smiling. That scared me more then his anger!

“Hello Bella. We have a guest for a little while” I turned. My eyes widened and my heart accelerated.