A/N: I know you are waiting for me to finish my Twilight reading but I get bored easily so I might be doing more than one story at a time so it motivates me to finish all of them. Thank you for the support. OK IF YOU DO NOT SUPPORT LEMONS MOVE ON THIS STORY

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight.

Bella's POV

I had two options in my life. One was keeping all the people I love alive and have displeasure doing it. Or I could end it all by saying no and having my mom, dad and friends die. My life is basically a living hell.

My 'boyfriend' Edward was nice when I first met him. After a while I started to give him control over the simple things that I did like choosing my clothes and my sleeping times. Eventually, I believe that after I gave him that sliver of control he wanted more. He craved more. Five months before my 18th birthday this story starts...

I was doing my instructions for this evening, I was to take a shower using my strawberry shampoo. This was the shampoo he bought me and told me to use. Then I was to be in bed naked and wait for him to show up. This normally happened, I was given instuctions to be in bed naked or with a pair of panties on if he was being nice. He would then come and lay in the bed with me while I slept.

Anyway, here I was laying in my bed naked waiting for him when he came in through the window. He always comes through the window. My dad is oblivious, of course. He sees me loving him as bad health. But I don't see how I have a choice. He said if I ever left him he would kill my dad then my mom then my friends. He said he would then come and kill me. Only him and his sister Alice, or malice as I call her to myself, know about what he controls.

Anywho, back to the present. He came in his usual way.

"Hello, love, happy to see me?" He asked, being his usual prick self.

I knew I was supposed to be happy with him being here but I strongly wanted to say 'No, go away bitch.' but I rather not screw my life over so I went with:

"Yes, my fucking lord." I was not supposed to call him Edward in private, only in public. In private times like this he insisted I call him sir or master. I sure as hell wasn't going to call him master, so I settled with sir most of the time. You might be asking why even call him sir?

Well, I asked that to myself when first told me this too. So I made a dumb decision and decided to call him Edward in private. He punishes me in a way very crude way. I decided I had enough shit tonight so I called him that.

"Now love what did I tell you? I guess you need another lesson." He said

"No, please no." I pleaded, why was I being such an idiot. I didn't think i'd get punished, fuck my life. You see, to punish me he- he sticks his fingers into my vagina and strokes my barrier that tells everyone that i'm a virgin. It hurts like hell. He pushes the blankets back and off the bed and grabs the cuffs, yes cuffs he bought them, from the holisters and binds my legs spread eagle and my hands above my head.

"Now love pleading makes it longer. I'd say...15 minutes and every second you scream is a minute longer." He pushes his fingers knuckle-deep to my barrier and strokes it with the lightest pressure. I hold it in for the fifteen minutes even though it hurt like hell.

"Maybe tonight I should take your virginity as mine." He says. No I knew he was going to take it some day but I'm not even 18 yet... I plead and plead but none of it works. He takes off all of his clothes and I see how big he is. Holy sweet mother of all that is holy. He positions himself at my entrence and pushes in without giving me time to adjust he pulls out and let me say, it fucking hurts like hell's bitch. This continues for about and hour and after he gets his release he pulls out. Oh thank Jesus. He told me to go to sleep and I did. My days up to my birthday were pretty much like this and I didn't like it one bit. This is why I hate this Fucking vampire and his sister.

A/N : Sorry if you don't like it the boys are going to be coming in soon.