I am so happy that you took the time to start reading this story! I started writing it a while back and so I have a lot more than this written so I'm hoping that the updater will be really often. I really hope that you like this story! I haven't uploaded a new story in a few YEARS, so I really hope you all like this! Thank you!

Everything was dark and my limbs were numb. I tried to remember what had happened, where I was, but nothing was coming to me. As I re-gained consciousness, I opened my eyes. Nothing was familiar. The air was cold and musty and the walls were dark and looked dirty. I scanned my own body and was surprised to see that I was fully un-dressed. My body ached slightly and my head was pounding like a drum. Regardless, I stood up and walked to the door quietly. When I peeked out I saw that it led to an alley way. There were men arguing and at the end of the alley there was a busy sidewalk. I closed the door and searched for my clothes, mainly my phone. Finally, in a small closet, I found my clothes that I didn't remember putting on, crumpled up in the corner. I found a land-line phone on a small stool and dialed 9-1-1.

"911, what's your emergency?" A lady asked routinely.

"I...I think I've been raped." I tried to say, my voice hoarse and my lungs springing with sharp pains. "I don't know where I am."

"What makes you think you've been raped?" The question could've sounded snotty but she sounded caring, so I answered.

"When I woke up I couldn't remember anything and I don't have any clothes on." I whispered. "I don't know what happened."

"Is there anyone with you? Are you being held hostage?"

"No, I don't know. There's no one here, I don't know if I'm supposed to leave or stay..."

"Okay, do you have clothes to put on?" She asked calmly, although I could sense the urgency, so I began to dress immediately.

"Yes. I'm dressing now."

"Good, what's your name, sweetie?"

"Bella." I answered. "I think. What should I do now?" I walked to the door silently and peeked out. The arguing men were gone and the alley was empty.

"Okay, Bella, if you can leave, leave and get to a place where you can tell me a location." She explained. I slowly stepped out and tiptoed to the sidewalk. It took a few seconds for the sun to stop blinding me, but even then I couldn't see well.

"Umm...I think there's an Arby's...and…and a Macy's?" I wasn't sure of anything. "There are a lot of cars."

"Can you see a road sign anywhere?" I squinted at the stoplights until I could see a road name.

"Um, Washington Street, I think. I can't see much, my vision is so blurry."

"Okay, there is an ambulance on its way to get you. Stay where you are until you see them so that we can keep you safe. It's going to be okay, honey."

"Thank you. Bye." I hung up and watched for the ambulance. As I was standing on the sidewalk waiting, I heard someone approach me. The hair rose up on my arms and I clutched on to the bicycle rack next to me.

"Are you alright, Miss?" A smooth voice asked. I turned around slowly; ready to fight if I had to. When I turned, I came face to face – well face to chest – with a tall muscular, handsome man. He had blazing green eyes and disheveled bronze hair. The look on his face was full of genuine worry; he didn't look like a threat.

I took a breath, preparing to answer him, when an ambulance pulled up right next to me and a paramedic jumped out.

"Are you Bella?" She asked urgently. I nodded and she ushered me into the bus. I only caught a small glimpse of the man before they shut the doors and sped off.

The questions came quickly, but carefully. I answered as many as I could, but I didn't remember much about what happened.

"What do you remember, Bella?" The lady, who had identified herself to me as Carmen, asked.

"I... I think I was at a party, and I got a drink...it wasn't alcoholic I don't think...maybe sprite, and then I got really confused and tired...then..." I kept drawing a blank. "I'm sorry, I don't remember. When I woke up, I was back there."

"Okay, you're doing very well." She said as she cleaned a small section of my arm with alcohol. "I'm going to draw some blood to check for drugs and illnesses, alright?"

I nodded. "I didn't do any drugs though."

"I know, but you may have been given a date rape drug or some other substance to knock you out at the party." She said as she took the vials of blood.

When we arrived at the hospital, they took me to a private room and did the rape kit. After they were done taking every speck of possible evidence, they finally let me shower. I took five consecutive showers, trying to scrub away the fear and dirtiness I felt. About half way through my sixth, someone knocked on the bathroom door and came in.

"Bella, honey, you need to get out now. I know you don't feel clean, but you are going to hurt yourself scrubbing this much." A nurse said.

"I can't..."

"Bella, come on." She reached in and turned off the water and handed me a towel. I wrapped up in it, sat on the floor and sobbed. The nurse consoled me for a little while, but eventually left me alone. I cried and screamed until I simply couldn't anymore. After a few minutes, the nurse came back and silently gave me a pair of clean clothes to wear and then she gave me a hug, which I accepted gratefully. Once I was dressed, I walked out into the hallway.

There was a long hallway and then the nurses' station. I quickly walked to it.

"Where can I find the results of the blood test they took?" I asked the nurse who had been helping me.

"We can bring it to you, of if you would like you can go up to the seventh floor and see if they have it ready." She said. I read her name tag that said her name was Angela.

"I will just go myself. I need to walk." I answered, walking to the elevator. When it landed on the seventh floor, I walked out and looked for a desk to tell me where to go next. As I was walking down the halls, I passed a doctor.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"Where do I go to see my blood test results? They were done a few hours ago and I just want to know."

"I can help you, what's your name?"

"Bella." I answered. I still wasn't sure if that was it or not and I couldn't remember my last name either.

"Last name?" He asked.

"I don't know, sorry." I whispered. He looked at me sadly and then led me to a desk, which he went into a room behind it. He came out with a clipboard and he was frowning.

"Is something wrong?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me.

"Come with me." He led me into another room that had a name tag that read Dr. Cullen on it. I sat down in a small, squishy chair. My whole body was shaking.

"What wrong?"

"Well, to start off, it's confirmed that there were drugs used to make you unconscious. But there was a much larger amount in your system that could've been used in a drink, so we will re-check you for needle marks just in-case. That also means you could've been held captive much longer than originally thought. Also, Bella, you are pregnant. Probably around eight weeks, an ultrasound will tell us more..." He kept talking, but I didn't hear a word of it. I was pregnant. That means whoever raped me, I was carrying his baby. Also, I had been gone at least eight weeks, if not more.

I stood up. "I need a minute." I walked down the hallway, before sliding down the wall and letting silent tears fall. I covered my mouth so that I didn't make any noise. After a few minutes, I heard soft footsteps approaching.

"Are you alright?" Someone asked. I recognized the voice slightly. When I looked up I gasped as did he. It was the man from before. He bent down to get closer and I scrambled to my feet and took a few steps backward. I was too scared to say anything. The chances of him being there and here at the same time as me were slim unless he was stalking me, which meant that he had probably raped me.

"P...please..." I sobbed.

I know it's not a great length for a chapter! SORRY! The others will be longer, I just had to end this one there. I WILL update really soon. Hopefully later this evening maybe!