A Miserable Night

Liliah's (L-I-L-EE-A) POV
The dark, foggy night in Forks, Washington was slightly damp and misty. I was enjoying seeing the stars after coming back from the movies with my best-friend Susan. I was walking home to my house that was hidden in the forest trees. My house was too large to be in the town. It had four stories and many glass windows. It was very modern and although it looks very tall it isn't like an apartment. It is like my supper house. I have many houses that are larger but I moved here and I loved the house.
I was a mile away from my house when I heard a whistle behind me. I turned around to see a tall, lanky man with dull, green eyes staring down at me. I turned around and began to walk faster. But I suddenly felt a warm, sweaty hand on my shoulder. I shook it off and ran.
He ran after me and yelled, "Hey honey, don't run. Why don't you come and have fun. I'm a funhouse." But I was too scared to turn around.
I tripped on a pothole in the road. Then I was cold. The man pulled of my long jacket and was pulling off my halter top. I was so scared. He then ripped my skinny jeans off and threw my high heels away. I tried to fight him off but then I heard a large crack and felt searing pain run through my arm. It was broken and after that he broke the other one. I screamed in pain and he began beating in my face.
Carlisle's POV

I was hunting in a nearby forest. And then I saw a man and a young girl about the age of thirteen. He was tall and lanky and she was gorgeous, like Rosalie but prettier.
I saw the girl run then I heard the man shout out, "Hey honey, don't run. Why don't you come and have fun. I'm a funhouse."
A flashback of what Rosalie went through came to me. Then I noticed the man had ripped of all her clothing. This was definitely what happened to Rosalie. But what should I do. I was covered in blood and if I ran at this speed than they would find out what would happen. Maybe the man wouldn't hurt the girl. Before I noticed the girl screeched. He had shoved a knife through her chest. I had to do something.
Liliah's POV
I had no clothes on now. The man began to kick and kick at me. Then I felt the pain sear through my chest. Just on the opposite side of my heart. He had shoved a knife in it. I screeched in pain and he left. He left me there to die. I wish I could have had revenge. But that's wrong. Then I felt cold arms wrap around me. I took that as an invitation to death. But something wouldn't let me die. My conscious and heart were telling me to stay alive and not die. That's when blackness came and my eyes fluttered closed.

Carlisle's POV
I ran to the girl at full speed. She looked like the really rich, kind-hearted girl everyone in town loved. Liliah Martinez. She was raped. I had to save her and then get revenge. Maybe Edward would do that for me. When he drank from humans he would go after those men and never the innocent. I rushed her to the house faster. Her heartbeat was beginning to slow. I rushed into the house where everyone was at the doorway with confused looks on their beautiful faces, shock as well.