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Truth hurts

Summary:
Bella just got out of an abusive relationship, and is falling in love again. This time, when she is being abused at a Halloween party, Jasper is there to help her. Will Bella have the strength to kill the man that hurt her so badly? If she doesn’t, somebody else will. Jasper kills Bella’s ex- boyfriend, and leaves him in the woods. Or so they thought… What if he didn’t die, and he came back to get his revenge? Will Bella and her gang be able to escape the horror house? Chapter 5 is done. I just have to send it to my beta and then i can posti it:)


Notes:
This is a BellaXJasper story. Only there are several twist along the way. They have to fight hard to keep what they have strong. There will be violence, i don't know how extreme yet, but i'm cetain you're going to see it somewhere.


3. Revelations

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Bella’s POV

This time when I woke up, I didn’t know where I was. The whole waking-up-in-random places was getting old. I looked around trying to get a good look at things, but it was way too dark. I could vaguely hear people talking; I just couldn’t make out what they were saying. I tried to move, but I couldn’t. I reached down, and sure enough, there was a rope wrapped around my mid-section. I instantly panicked and began thrashing my arms and legs, trying to get out.

I squinted my eyes, trying to get them to adjust to the darkness. I glanced to my left and noticed someone was slumped in a chair. I couldn’t tell who it was, but it gave me hope, nonetheless. I squinted harder and saw what looked like, blond, curly hair. It could be Jasper.

“Somebody, get me the hell out of here!” I screamed. I heard muffled footsteps coming towards me. Naturally, I went silent.

“Bella, is that you?” I heard Emmett’s voice growing closer. “Stay there, Bella. Don’t move. I’ll be right there.”

Emmett’s massive figure emerged from the darkness as he sauntered towards me. He finally reached me, and began untying the rope.

“That bastard tried to tie me up, too. But I managed to get out,” Em murmured.

“What?”

“Mike didn’t die. We’re in his basement.”

Okay this is definitely the most random place I’ve ever woken up in. It beats waking up in bed next to Tyler Crowley.

“How didn’t he die? You guys stabbed him, like, six times. That can’t be possible.”

I tried figuring out the logic that he could still be alive, none of it made sense. God, I had a headache.

“Well it is. I saw him. He looks pretty fucked up, but it’s him.”

He finally got the rope off and headed toward Jasper. He slapped him lightly in the face.

“Jazz, get your ass up,” he said. He hit him again and Jazz jumped up. I stumbled my way over to the chair and hugged Jasper tightly.

“Bella, are you okay?” he asked, squeezing me tightly.

“I’m fine, you?”

“Oh, just dandy,” he answered in his southern twang.

Edward’s POV

I woke up to the sound of people arguing. That shit was getting on my damn nerves. I opened my eyes, and had to shut them right back. The room was so bright; I thought maybe, I might be inside of the sun. I opened my eyes again, blinking rapidly. I had to resist the urge to scream when I spotted two people by a door at the end of the brightly lit hallway. I looked around and noticed a bunch of steel countertops and cabinets. There was a whole bunch of doctor utensils lying around.

What the hell was up with that?

Where the hell am I?

Where the hell was everyone else?

I crept closer to the two figures, hoping to go unnoticed. I stopped when I was about five feet away. I half-hid behind the wall. There was a girl and a guy. They both looked around my age, the guy might be a little older, and he was really tall. The guy had short, spiky black hair and tan skin. He looked like he could very well be six feet tall. He only had on a pair of cut-off sweats.

Yes, he was shirtless and barefoot. The girl had bronze ringlets that cascaded down to the small of her back. Her hair was almost the same color as mine. Strange. She had on a well-worn pair of shorts and a black camisole. Her skin was lighter than the guy. Almost as pale as mine. Again. Strange. Her face was turned away from me, so I couldn’t make out any other features.

I could tell that she was mad, because of the way she was standing. She was tapping her right foot, with her hands on her hips. Rose did that shit whenever she got pissed at me. Damn, I miss Rose. I really hope she’s okay.

“Renesmee, we can’t get out. It’s impossible. I tell you that everyday. Nothing’s new,” the guy was saying.

“Oh my god! It’s not fair! I want to go home! I know my mom is so worried. Why does he have to keep us here? It’s not fair,” Renesmee sobbed.

She buried her face in the guys shoulder, and started shaking along with her cries. He gently stroked her hair back. Maybe, if Rose was here, they might know where she was.

“Uh, excuse me?” I asked. The guy snapped his head up.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“My name’s Edward. Who are you?”

“I’m Jacob Black,” he said.

“And I’m Nessie Cullen,” she said quietly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up. Did she just say Cullen? “Why is your last name Cullen?”

Nessie shrugged. “I dunno. I guess it’s my dad’s last name.”

“Who’s your dad?”

“I think his name is Carlisle. My mom doesn’t like talking about him. She said he left the day I was born. Why do you care?”

“Holy shit,” I muttered.

“Dude, are you okay?” Jake asked.

I shook my head. “Carlisle’s my dad, too.”

Nessie gasped and started to walk towards me.

“Edward, how old are you?” she asked.

“18.”

“Oh my god. I think we’re twins.”

I shook my head in disbelief. “Carlisle would’ve told me I had a sister. He’s not the type to keep secrets like that.”

“Same here. I think Esme would’ve told me I had a brother. But you can’t deny that we’re related. We have the same eyes. And who else has our strange shade of hair?”

Esme. My mother. She has a name. “I never got to see my mother,” I blurted.

“Why don’t we sit down?” Nessie suggested. “Jake, can you uh, watch the door? Yell if you hear him coming.”

Jake nodded and took off towards the door. I let Nessie lead me to a whole different room. The room was painted gray. There were three gray couches scattered throughout the room. There were gray curtains covering the windows. Basically, everything was gray. I plopped down on the couch next to Nessie and sighed.

“Do you know where we are? Why are we here?” I asked.

“This is part of Mike Newton’s basement. I don’t know why you’re here. I’m here because two years ago, I dated Mike. Everything was fine at first; I really liked him. I even thought I loved him. Then everything changed. He would get jealous if any guy even looked at me. Whenever he was mad, he took it out on me. He used to beat me. I kept going back to him. I’d forgive him and he’d do it all over again. Then, I met Jake; he changed my life.

“Finally, I broke it off with Mike. It wasn’t very easy. He called me ninety-six times in just one day. To say he was obsessed would be a bit of an understatement. Jake eventually got fed up with him and beat his ass. The next morning I woke up here with Jake. We’ve been here for a year, I think. He does like, these weird torture things….”

“Like what?” I choked.

“Well, it’s more gross than anything. I don’t know what he gets from doing it. Anyway, this one time he told us we could drink some apple juice. I was so thirsty; I would’ve drunk my own blood. Anyway, after we chugged it down, he told us it was his piss and spit. It was so disgusting.”

That’s seriously…disturbing. “You don’t have to worry now. He’s dead. We killed him. We just have to find a way to get out of here…”

Nessie was shaking her head before I even finished. “He doesn’t die. He always has some guy help him. It’s like his sidekick or something.”

Ah, hell. “What guy? Does he always come here?”

“I don’t know his name. He does come here a lot, though.”

“Can you tell me what he looks like?”

“Um. Yeah… He’s really tall and muscular. He reminds me of a grizzly bear. He has curly brown hair and brown eyes. Oh, and he has dimples, I don’t know if that helps. You probably wouldn’t know him anyways.”

Ah, hell, for real this time. I sunk down into the ugly gray couch and covered my eyes. She couldn’t be talking about Emmett. There’s no way. I was still trying to get used to the fact that I had a sister- a twin- that I never knew about.

Now, I’m figuring out that Mike Newton is alive, and my brother is his evil minion. I felt like I was in a bad rendition of one of the HBO movies or something. How the hell do you not know your own brother is evil? How the hell can you live for 18 years, without knowing you had a sister? For the first time in ten years, I started crying.

“Are you okay?” Nessie asked.

“No. You pretty much described my brother- our brother,” I choked out.

I let my sister comfort me. She hugged me and let me cry on her shoulder. Suddenly, I felt like I knew who she was for my whole life. It was really odd.

“He’s coming!” Jake shouted.

Nessie and I jumped. Jake came running in the room and he sat next to Nessie. I braced myself as I awaited the gruesome arrival of Mike Newton. Only it wasn’t Mike Newton who came in. It was Emmett, Bella, Jasper, and Alice. No Rose. No Mike. That shit was really pissing me off. I needed to know that Rose was okay. So far, I didn’t get any answers. They all just stood in the middle of the room, awkwardly.

“Emmett, how the hell did you get down here, if we can’t get out?” I asked. He probably got a key from Mike.

“I found a key,” he said, shrugging.

Hm? Right… “Whatever. We have to get out of here.”

I looked over and noticed Nessie was cowering behind Jacob. She must be afraid of Emmett.

“Where’s Rose?” I asked.

Bella, of course, started crying. “We can’t find her! I’m sorry. We tried. We can’t find her,” she sobbed.

“I’m not leaving until I find her,” Jazz declared.

“Who are they?” Alice asked. She nodded her head towards Nessie and Jake.

“My sister, Nessie, and her guy, Jake. Look, that’s not important now. We have to find Rose and get the hell out of here.”

As soon as I spoke the words, Mike walked in, followed by Rose. I hopped off the couch and ran over to her; she was so happy to see me. I scooped her up in my arms and started kissing her neck.

“You’re not leaving,” Mike said. I expected him to have a cut on his throat or something, but nothing was there. What the fuck?

“I know things about you all, that you wouldn’t dare tell,” Mike continued. “For instance, Bella, I know you drove right past your dad’s accident. I know he died that night. What was he doing, Bella? Trying to help you? Trying to find the person that broke your arm?

“He was shot, wasn’t he? Right through the heart, if I’m not mistaken. You saw his police car on the side of the road. You saw the ambulance. Tell me, what was so important that you couldn’t stop and make sure it wasn’t you father?”

Bella started crying. She was shaking so hard that I thought she just might crumple into pieces.

“You fucking bastard! You killed him! You killed my dad! How could you?” she screamed.

Wow. First time I heard Bella swear. Ever. I think hell just froze over. That’s some hardcore shit to bring up, dude.

“Alice,” Mike went on, like Bella never spoke, “I know you cheated on Emmett with Jasper. You didn’t even tell Bella, did you? Did you tell Emmett?

“Now we’re moving down the line to Rose. Were you ever going to tell Edward that you got pregnant a month ago? I think you should tell him you had an abortion when you mention that.

“Jasper, why don’t you tell Bella that she has some mental issues to work out? Go on and tell her how much you wish she wasn’t still hung up on me.”

I sat stunned, and silent as I waited for him to call me out next.