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Taken

Summary:
Bella gets taken away from her previous life, and is forced into an unknown world. But, its there, in an horrible and hurtful world, that she finds the greatest thing in her life. Love. But will that love stay with her forever?


Notes:
In this story everyone is human, no vampires and werewolves created whatsoever. Vampire??? What vampire? Edward doesnt go to the same high school as Bella, she's unaware of him.Never even heard of his name. He doesnt live in Forks, at the moment, either. I really hope you enjoy this story and please, please, please review. I need motivation.


2. Dresses

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I was up and dressed, before six the following day, I had been having nightmares about that terrifying house all night. It still haunts me, every time I close my eyes, I see that same vivid picture. Those blood-splattered walls, and torn up furniture. At least my trip to Port Angeles would take my mind off of it, thankfully.

A sudden honking of a car horn sent me out of my trance, and back to reality. I quickly grabbed my coat and bag, and rushed out of the house, locking the door on my way.

Jessica and Mike were waving energetically from the car, while Angela, Eric, and Taylor, smile politely from the back windows, Lauren didn’t even look. I rushed towards the car and squeezed in the back, accidentally slamming the door along the way.

“Yay!” Jessica squealed, “here we come!” She then threw her foot down on the pedal and we were yanked forward.

All the way there I only heard the pulse of excited voices, I didn’t speak thought, only diving into the thoughts of my own mind. I wasn’t going to enjoy today, and I certainly wasn’t going to buy a dress with Angela, Jessica and Lauren. I wonder if I could sneak off and go somewhere I wanted to go, like a bookstore or something. I couldn’t stand dress shops, it looked like hell had exploded in there. The frills and swills made my mind shut down. But, if I snuck off Mike was sure to follow me, and I always enjoyed his company!!!

“How about you, Bella,” Mike nudged me out of my daydream.

“What?” I said feeling my cheeks turning red, I hadn’t even been listening to their conversation.

“Who are you going to prom with?” Mike said, with hints.

“I’m not going,” I said and looked out of the window again. I knew what was going to follow, Mike had said this to me everyday: ‘Well if you go, I could be your date’… I waited silently for him to say the words.

“Well, if you go, I could be your date,” those were the words that haunt at night.

“I told you, Mike, I’m not going,” I tried not to sound so aggressive, but my voice wasn’t convincing.

“Yeah,” Mike breathed, he finally realised he was defeated. Poor guy.

After twenty minutes, Jessica finally put me out of my agony.

“We’re here!” she screamed excitedly. Great!

I got out of the car and walked behind the other, away from the enthusiastic comments of Jessica and Lauren. I’m sure I’m only here for a tag-a-long, to make the group look bigger. I knew why Mike, Eric and Taylor were here, to gawp at the girls when they were in tight dresses. That’s exactly why I wasn’t going to prom, or trying dresses on, for that matter.

I looked at the tall stores as we walked past them, their height swallowed me. The floors towered above, as far as the eye could see. Great signs flashed, as they hung artistically from the windows. The clothes were modelled my beautiful mannequins, looking like they were made for gods.

I couldn’t take this, what was I going to do in one of those stores, sit there and suffer silently? The three girls would be prancing about in fluffy dresses, while I just sat there, bored stiff. Well, I always did that so I guess today wouldn’t change.

Lauren suddenly stopped outside one of the tallest store, and looked up stunned. It was beyond amazing. It was a old fashioned building, with a black and white frame. Tiny cracks made it look even more magical. Jessica and Angela stopped and gasped too, like they were in their own personal heaven.

“Were here,” Angela stuttered, to breath-took to speak properly.

She walked up and placed her hand on the oak door, as if this was what she had been waiting for her whole life. Then, she gently pushed, revealing the inside of the shop. Aisles of clothes filled up the whole store, their bright colours reflecting off the white walls.

“Oh my god,” Jessica screamed and ran off towards the dresses aisle, Lauren and Angela followed.

“What the hell are we supposed to do?” Taylor commented. “Its going to be at least half an hour before they start trying the dresses on.”

“Yeah, I’ve already got my tux,” Eric boasted, “And may I say, I look damn fine in it!”

I really couldn’t put up with this for the rest of the day, please, God, help me!

“We could always go and look at the other chicks in there dresses,” Mike rubbed his hands together, hungrily.

“Sounds good,” Taylor ran off towards the changing rooms, and the others followed.

Where was I supposed to go now? I could always go somewhere else, the girls could handle buying dresses by themselves, couldn’t they? But, technically that would mean I’m abandoning them. Oh well, their loss.

I grabbed the cell phone out of my bag, and started to text Jessica:

I’m going 2 another store, need something urgently. But, I’ll meet U at the restaurant at 6. I’m sure U don’t need my help, U’ll look perfect anyway.

Bella

I waited for it to send, then quickly slipped it back into my bag again. At least that was out of the way with. I had four hours to go, and do, whatever I wanted to, Yay!I walked out of the store and into the street, freedom alas. Come to think of it, I had been wanting to go to a book store for a while. I had only come to Charlie’s house with a couple of books, and I had read them from back-to-front at least sixteen times. I practically knew the stories off-by-heart, so I didn’t even have to read the books anymore, just recite them in my head.

The book store wasn’t as grand as the other stores, it only had one floor and it was made out of logs. It had a somewhat welcoming feel to it, that’s what the other amazing stores didn’t have. There was a big ‘open’ sign in the window.

I walked in and was stunned by how many books they could fit in a tiny shop, they were piled on top of each other and scattered on tables in the middle. Every book you could think of was here, in this very room, from sci-fi to non-fiction. The sales person smiled at me from behind the book-stacked counter, his eyes twinkled with welcome. I walked straight ahead and decided to start from the beginning, that seemed like the easiest place.

It must have been hours that I had been looking, because I had been through the whole store (and it was big!). I walked up to the man behind the counter, he was now deep in reading ‘knitting for dummies’. I coughed quietly to let him know I was there, and placed my books on the counter. His eyes drifted from his book until they landed on my smiling face. He smiled and picked up my five books. His long black hair fell flawlessly from his wrinkled face, and his blue eyes were wise with knowledge, (but apparently not on knitting).

“That will be $20,” his gently voice drifted into somewhere heavenly.

I handed over the money and took the bag of books, from where he had placed them.

“Thank-you,” I smiled, as I walked out of the store, my mood suddenly had been lifted.

I glanced down at my watch to check how long I had left until I had to meet the others. The time read 05:50, what?!? I had ten minutes to get there, but it was at the other side if town. How the hell was I supposed to get there on time??? I couldn’t fly!!!

I ran, as fast as I could, the way in which I had come, hoping I wouldn’t be late. But, in my hurry I tripped over, well you couldn’t blame me I did it all the time. When I was on the floor something grabbed my ankle and I was pulled into the darkness. My heart beat fast as I didn’t know where I was and had no idea on how I could get out.

I was then lifted up and carried back into the dim street light. I couldn’t see who was carrying me, as I was thrown over their back. I didn’t dare to struggle, because by the looks of it, he was really strong. I closed my eyes as he ran through the dark streets, I couldn’t stand the speed he was going.

What was happening to me? Was this the end of my life? I didn’t know, but what it wasn’t good. My mind then drifted back to my visit to the dreaded abandoned house. What if this happened to them, viciously dragged out of their own life and into another. But, by the looks of it their leave must have been far worse than mine, they fought back. But, the predator won and was not afraid to prey hurt along the way.

I opened my eyes, I was suddenly thrown into a white van. The attacker/kidnapper was wearing a black mask to hide his face and matching black clothes. He pulled out a big metal stick from behind him and held it above my head. With one blow he brought it down, so hard that my brain could have squirted out through my ears. The whole world went black, as I silently drifted into sleep…