Hi guys! So this is my first fanfic so please be kind :) please comment and give your suggestions and tell me what you think! I will try my best to check for any errors because I honestly hate it when stories have errors. So please be nice :) <3
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Bella's P.O.V.
I didn't know what to do. All I could think to do was run. I heard his footsteps close behind me. It was pouring rain so I couldn't see much. Especially because of the tears falling freely from my clear, bright blue eyes. I was always on the smaller side so I had no chance to outrun the big, eager man following me.
"You can't run forever sweetheart." Was what I heard from a dark, strong voice coming close behind me.
I am only 16 years old and I didn't want my life to end this way. I had so much I wanted to do with my life and I was not going to let this horrible man ruin it for me. So I just ran. I couldn't help but think back to what happened earlier...
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I was just out I eat with my best friend, Olivia. We met in the 3rd grade in Mr. Bower's class and we became attached at the hip. We liked the same foods, books, music, everything. We helped each other with every problem we had. We were the perfect definition of best friends. We are considered sisters by everyone we knew.
Then this man walked in. He asked for a seat right next to ours. Immediately I got a bad feeling about this guy but Olivia kept telling me not to worry about it. He kept stealing glances at our table, especially me, and I knew what he wanted. After Olivia and I finished our delicious meal, we decided to part ways for the night. Unfortunately we came separately and I walked while Olivia drove. She offered me a ride but I assured her I was fine. I now highly regret I didn't accept the offer. What made it worse was that the man decided to end his meal right when we did. I quickly walked down the empty pathway with my head down, trying not to be noticed. It started to rain and that's when I heard his footsteps...
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I snapped out of my flashback when I realized I was starting to slow down. All of a sudden I felt a tug on left arm.
"Let me go, please!!" I begged.
"Not tonight sweet cheeks, you're all mine."
He shoved me against a brick wall as the rain continued to fall from the dark clouds of the late night sky. All I could feel was a sudden pain go all through my body, all the way up to my head.
Every time I tried to get away, he hit me...hard. He was so much bigger than me and there was no way I could ever fight him. Every time he saw a tear fall from my eyes, he slapped me. Every time I screamed for help, he slammed his mouth into mine to get me to shut up. The only thing I could think to do was knee him in that one certain spot.
"OWWWW!" He screamed in pain as he fell to the ground.
I was in shock from my actions and I ran with even more tears falling, mixing in with the rain.
"Get back here you little bitch! I'm not done with you!" He sounded even angrier than before.
I continuously looked back as he tried to stand but all he could do was lazily crawl. I ran until I reached the end of the alleyway and I was completely out of breath but I didn't dare to stop until he was out of my sight. I kept slipping but I caught myself each time before I hit the cold, wet ground. I went all the way to the nearest street I could find to try to get help from anyone I could find. As I took a breather, I realized I stopped in the middle of a busy road. I didn't have time to react as headlights soon came to my view.
Then it went black...
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Okay it may be short but it's just a starter chapter! It will get better and longer! PLEASE comment and give me suggestions because this is my first story and I would love some suggestions! Thank you everyone! :) <3
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