Bella's POV
It was horrible. Everything was horrible. . .
Watching Ryan get hurt and then knocked into unconiousness was the worst sight I'd probably ever seen. But more importantly, how were Ryan and Martin brothers? It all seemed too unreal. . .And why did he want a necklace so bad?
Martin and the other man carried Ryan away into a different room. I was stuck, tied to a wall with handcuffs, with duct tape on my mouth, and i was naked.
I looked down at my body and a tear fell from my eye when I saw the red marks from the whip that the man Ryan killed hit me with.
The pain they put me through was something I was sure Ryan would hate. Something that made Ryan kill. . .
And then I realized it. I loved Ryan. I couldn't really imagine my life without him.
I tugged at the handcuffs. Blood poured down my arms from the cuts.
"Help!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the building. Tears streamed down my eyes.
I pushed on the handcuffs once again. Hope was sent my way. A miracle was forced among me.
The clicking of the handcuffs rang in my ear and I smiled. I was free! Free at last. . .
I fell to the stone cold floor. I stood there for a moment and rethought that entire situation.
In a couple if minutes I heard footsteps getting closer to the door. I grabbed my clothes that were on the floor, and ran. I was kind if sore. It was hard for me to run.
I threw on the shorts and a jacket. I went through the back door instead; nobody ever went that way. I was outside at that point I ran for the nearest store.
My legs felt too weak to manage. But, luckily, I was able to enter the store. When I ran inside, I noticed a familiar person. Someone who I loved.
"Bella, what the hell are you wearing?" Nicole asked, cringing.
I grabbed her arm forcefully and pulled her out of the store. "Take me home and I'll explain on the way."
"Duh! You need to explain the blood on your jacket, those marks on your neck and legs, and- where's Ryan?" She stopped. "Wait. . .If Katherine is gone... then who could have possibly... OH SHIT IF RYAN DID THIS TO YOU I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KICK HIS ASS!"
"No Nicole he didn't do this to me. Just take me home and I will explain everything to you," I said, panting.
We ran for her car. Once I took the passenger side, Nicole started the car. "Start talking."
I breathed out once before looking out on the road. "Ryan's brother - Martin - stole me and he tortured me.
"And when Ryan came to save me, they stuck some sort of needle in him and he fell into unconsciousness. They took him into a different room."
Nicole waited for awhile. The car was quite silent. After about an eternity, Nicole finally spoke.
"Martin? My other cousin? Yeah he's always been the one I've never liked. He's a bitch. One time he stole my m&m's. Ugh. Alright well I know his weakness, so I'll just go kick him in the ass."
She turned right. "I'll drop you off at your house and I'll get back later, and I'll tell you how well everything went."
"Please, Nicole, just don't do anything stupid."
She looked over at me and glared. "Have I ever really done anything stupid? Where's all the trust?"
"Right... the time you pushed me into a ditch on 'accident' was totally not stupid!" I laughed sarcastically.
She rolled her eyes. "Believe me, I'll be fine. And what's the worst he could possibly do? Kill me? Yeah right. I know I'm his favorite cousin, so technically he won't hurt me."
In a couple more minutes, I finally saw my house.
Nicole kissed me on my forehead. "Love you. Be back in a few."
"Love you too!" I said kissing her back on the cheek.
I closed the door and waved as she exited my house. I turned around and walked for the door. As I opened it, I smelt something horrible.
I searched around the house. Where was that awful Snell coming from?
I heard moaning coming from dad's room. I opened the door to see who was there.
Dad with a fuck toy. She looked 20 years younger than him, hell she probably wasn't even legal. He was thrusting into her harshly.
I closed the door immediately, disgusted by the horrible sight. Running to the kitchen, I slightly unzipped my jacket. It was extremely hot in the house.
"Please, Ryan, please be safe," I whispered to myself. I grabbed the leftover sandwich I ate from the morning. It was delicious.
I looked out my window and prayed. I couldn't stop praying.
Please, God, don't let me lose Ryan! One of the good things in my life. Please don't take him away from me like you took my mom. Thank you.
I let all of the prayers continue to come out of my mouth.
Dear Lord, don't take Nicole away from me. She's like me sister and I couldn't live without her! Please let me have them. I love them both so much. I'll take the best of care of them . . . I promise! Amen.
I stopped praying for a moment and ran to my room. The clothes I were in were dirty and smelt of blood and dirt. Perhaps that was the awful stench. Or maybe it was my father and his fuck toy.
I opened one of my drawers and threw on a clean bra, t-shirt, underwear, and leggings.
When I walked back to the living room I felt a presense. Something was seem only strange. I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.
I bit my lip and looked around the living room. There wasn't a sign of anyone. Nor were there any odd noises (except for the moaning and screaming coming from my dad's room).
Then, I heard a knock on the door. I ran for it immediately and opened it.
"Bella?"
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