A/N: Once this idea popped ever so silently into my head it morphed it's way like a virus into it's present form and would not leave me alone. Be warned that this is a VERY dark fic, not like any of my other stories.
Mesmerizeme is my amazing beta. I could not do this without her.
Isa is pronounced 'E-sa'
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns all things Twilight.
Before the tenth slap on my ass even hits I am in tears. This is much better than when I first started. Before I could barely make it to two slaps before I broke down. Now, rather than make me feel better, the beatings mainly hurt a lot. I still feel the release of guilt, but I find myself having to work up to it.
Five slaps, that is all that Isa will allow once she sees my tears; enough to get me to let go and cry my eyes out. My mother always told me that sometimes she just needed a good cry to make her feel better. I never understood until Isa. I didn't understand a lot before Isa came into my life.
Once I am done sobbing in Isa's arms, she softly kisses the top of my head through her veil. Isa is no nonsense, get spanked, sob and go home. She is a nameless, faceless deliverer of justice.
I get dressed and start to leave when Isa grasps my wrist before I can reach the door handle.
"You are very close to being healed, Edward," she tells me in a raspy voice. It almost sounds as though she has been crying herself. I am shocked to hear her speak at all. I realize that until this moment I have never heard Isa's voice.
"How can you tell?" I turn to face her, awaiting her answer.
I watch, transfixed, as Isa bows her head and raises her hands to her veil, lifting it up and over her head.
"Because, Edward, you are close to believing me when I say that I forgive you."
I stare at her in curiosity for only a fraction of a second before she raises her head and looks me in the eyes.
It can't be!
A/N: Yes this was short, but it's the prolouge, I am also posting chapter one today to get this going. I prefer to post on a regular weekly schedule, so I will put out a new chapter every week on Saturdays. If I am going to be gone on a Saturday I will do my best to post that Friday instead.
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