Prologue

Running the race like a mouse in a cage
Getting nowhere but I'm trying; Forging ahead
But I'm stuck in the bed that I made so I'm lying
But if you keep real close yeah, you stay real close
I will reach you
I'm down to a whisper in a daydream on a hill
Shut down to a whisper can you hear me still?
Eager to please, trying to be what they need
But I'm so very tired I've stopped trying to find
Any peace in my mind because it tangles the wires
Whisper- A Fine Frenzy

For a moment I stood still, too stunned to move. He was here, he found me.

My feet began to move, pounding against the pavement, driving me forward. I could hear the footsteps behind me chasing me, gaining on me. My heart pounded in my ears as my eyes fought to adjust to the darkness around me.

The air was silent, still and unnerving.

I swerved to the left, jumping over the steps and pulling the large door open. The auditorium was dark, the only light filtering in through the small windows near the ceiling. My breathing came out in gasps as tears trickled down my cheeks.

I dug in my pocket, pulling out my cell phone and pressing the one button silently praying for someone to answer. The click of the far door startled me and I cursed silently under my breath.

It was too late.

Hunkered in the corner I clenched my eyes shut, fists pressing into the tender skin. I could feel the fear prickle through my body, the hair on my neck standing.

"Bella," he called tauntingly through the room. "Come out; come out, wherever you are."

The bricks of the wall scrapped against my back the pain only reminding me of how real this moment actually was. My thoughts raced, each whisper rising to a crescendo and blinding me with their intensity. Suddenly they were screaming of blame, of regret, of despair. I struggled to contain them within me, to stay silent.

A single voice broke through the silence, speaking so softly for a moment I wasn't sure that I had actually heard it.

"Bella?" it called to me.

I opened my eyes and raised my head, looking around for the voice that was calling to me, beckoning me, but all I could see were streaks and blurs. My eyes squinted trying to focus on the object in front of me.

The voice spoke again, softly saying my name.

It took only a moment for me to process what the small black blob was and to recognize the voice emanating from it.

"Edward?" I whispered, my eyes scanning the darkness around me.

A sickening chuckle came from somewhere in front of me and I gasped in fear, the phone all but forgotten.

For a moment I was frozen in fear, and then I forced myself to stand and face him.

"Well this is certainly an interesting turn of events," he sneered.

Pressing my back against the bricks behind me, I steeled myself.

I wasn't going down without a fight.

Chapter one should be up sometime this week!

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