Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING Twilight. That is all SM's and I am so jealous of her wonderful brain child! I am just playing with her characters like a chess game. I also don't own any of the songs that are in this story either….sadness.
A/N: Please note that this story is AU Human and OOC!! Like I said, I am the puppet master right now ^_~ . And lastly, thank you to those that are taking the time to read this story. I have been playing with this idea for weeks and I decided that I need to just put it in writing before I start hemorrhaging from repressing this idea! This story is NC-17 for future lemons, violence, and language.
I threw my self against the cold metal door with all of the strength I had left in my mangled body. It swung open and screeched loudly. The cold night air momentarily made my breath catch in my throat. My feet hit the ground hard and fast. No matter how quickly I ran, it seemed like I couldn't go fast enough. I looked back to see the shadowed figure coming after me.
"You are only making this harder on yourself, Bella!"
I could hear the enjoyment in his voice. The chase only made this more enjoyable for him, the sick fuck. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. The pain in my side begged me to stop, but my brain forced my body to continue to move, knowing what would happen if I stopped. I could see the street light at the end of the alley.
'You can make it. You're almost there.'
And practically on cue, my foot landed in a hole in the pavement. I felt the sickening snap as my ankle gave to the weight of my body and I crumpled to the ground. I tried to get up but only fell to my knees, screaming in pain. The sound of the footsteps got closer.
'Don't give up!'
I got on my hands and knees and started to crawl, only making it a few feet before I felt a hand dig into my hair and pull me off of the ground. I whimpered in pain as I was forced to put weight on my ankle. The cloaked figure hovered over me, keeping a firm grip on my hair. With my back to him I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smiling. He started laughing, confirming that smile. Suddenly he stopped laughing and shoved my body into the brick wall of the building. Bright stars burst in front of my eyes and I could feel myself getting dizzy.
'No! Don't succumb to this!'
I made myself stay conscious. After all of the torture I had endured in the last few hours, I wasn't going to surrender to the darkness now. I tried to remember my years of training, but everything I had been taught was no longer coming to mind.
"All you have to do is tell us where you hid the file and we'll let you go."
I knew that I was only alive because I had information they needed. Once they had it, I would be of no use to them. I was in survival mode now.
"How cute. You're trying to be brave aren't you?"
His voice was patronizing and low. He pulled me away from the wall, only to slam me into it again. The pain was almost unbearable. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.
"You just have to do this the hard way don't you? Always so stubborn."
'Always so stubborn.' What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I felt my face being pulled away from the brick wall and I braced myself for the impact. To my surprise, he threw me to the ground instead. Though hitting the pavement still hurt, it was a welcome change to being smashed into the wall. I tried to push myself away from him and crawl backwards. This action seemed to only make him angry and he grabbed my injured ankle and pulled me closer to him.
I gritted my teeth and tried not to scream, knowing that he would only delight in the pain he was inflicting on me. He squatted down over me and grabbed my throat, lowering his head to mine. I wasn't going to go without a fight. I gathered as much strength as I could and I forced my head forward, making contact with his nose. This threw him off and he landed on the ground, grasping his nose.
"You little bitch!"
I took advantage of him being thrown off guard and I kicked him with my good leg. My foot made contact with the side of his head, causing him to fall to his side. He was out. I turned my body to the wall behind me and used it to gain leverage to pick myself up off of the ground. My head was throbbing and my ankle was screaming at me, that wasn't going to stop me.
'Come on Bella. Just get out of this alley.'
I coerced my body to move forward. Every move made my body ache more and more. All of the bruises and cuts from the torture I had endured seemed to light my body on fire. I stumbled closer to the street, grasping at the wall for support.
I made myself think of things to distract myself. I immediately thought of Edward. His crooked smile, his soft bronze hair, and those beautiful emerald eyes sparkling as he smiled at me. I could feel the pain starting to seep back into my conscious mind and I forced it out with more thoughts of Edward. How his hands felt on my skin, his lips on mine, the way he drove into my body with such hunger and passion. The pain subsided as I put myself in a happier place where pain didn't exist. A place where I was just normal Bella Swan. No FBI, no bio-terrorism, and I felt like I could be loved.
I cringed when I remembered the last conversation I had with Edward. The words kept echoing in my head.
"Bella, you can't go. It's suicide!"
"Edward, I need you to trust me. I know what I'm doing."
"Let someone else go, please."
The pain and anguish in his voice made my heart ache. But I had a job to do. I couldn't risk putting thousands of people in danger because I was being selfish.
"Edward, I love you, but I have a job to do and you know that. If I don't go now, people will die. I wouldn't be able to ever forgive myself. Their blood would always be on my hands."
His face fell and his usually emerald green eyes had become clouded with gray. I had to look at the floor before I let him change my mind. I stood from the chair next to his hospital bed and I walked towards the door with my head still hanging down. I couldn't bear to look at him. Seeing him in pain and knowing I was the one that was causing it was killing me.
His hand darted off of the bed and grabbed my arm, halting me from leaving. I turned to look at him. Tears were now in his eyes.
"Please don't do this, baby. Someone else can do this. Stay here with me."
"I have to go. I'm the only one that knows what's on that file and I'm the only one that can stop them."
We both stayed silent for what felt like hours. His hand dropped from my arm.
"If you leave, you might not come back. And if you don't come back, I won't ever forgive you."
My breath caught in my throat. The man I loved just delivered me an ultimatum. It was either stay with him and knowingly let thousands die or walk out the door and away from the only man I ever loved so I could do my job. My heart and brain were battling back and forth. I stepped forward and bent over the railing of the hospital bed and placed a hard passionate kiss on his lips. My hands went into his bronze hair and his hands went to the sides of my face. I opened my mouth and ran my tongue across his soft bottom lip. He groaned and opened his mouth, letting my tongue enter his mouth. Reality came back hard and I forced myself to pull away from him.
"I love you Edward. Don't ever forget that."
With that, I turned and ran out of the hospital room.
Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't hear him get up from the ground. I was suddenly tackled to the pavement, face first.
"Just give up Bella! You aren't strong enough."
He held me down to the ground and I struggled against his hold. He was bigger than I was and he hadn't gone threw hours of pain and suffering. He had the upper hand. I hurled my body backwards to buck against him, I only succeeded in turning myself over onto my back. Suddenly, I wished I hadn't turned myself over. What I saw made my stomach drop. The hood that had once covered his face had fallen back revealing a face I had only known in a loving way until now.
"Like I said, you always were the stubborn one."
'This can't be happening. This has to be a dream.'
I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to clear the images in my mind. When I opened my eyes, nothing had changed. I could feel the tears start to well up in my eyes. In the past when I cried, he was there to wipe them away and make me smile again. Now he just looked at them and smirked as the tears broke free from my eyes.
My voice came out in a ragged whisper.
My father's fist connected with my face and I let the darkness overtake me.