A/N: This I my first shot at a Fan Fiction. I love to write and I hope its something that you all will enjoy. Here it goes.

I'm going to say this once, Stephenie Meyer owns Edward, Bella and all the other fantastic characters, not I. So dedicate all standing ovations and rounds of applause to her.

Tortured Hope

Chapter 1

I was out of breath and my muscles ached to the point past fatigue. I could hear my heart pumping in my ears at a million miles per minute, but my body was on high alert. I was functioning on pure adrenalin; I knew if I slowed he would find me. I didn't notice the ache from my wounds anymore and but I knew I was losing a lot of blood. I needed safety and I needed it now. The moonless night made it even more difficult to navigate thought the dense woods and I kept tripping over large roots and exposed rocks. I lost my balance and fell adding more gash to my already tattered knees. In my last effort I crawled under a pile of fallen branches and listened closely for any signs of my tormentor. I felt as if he could find me simply by the loud thumping in my chest, I closed my eyes and tried to focus on slowing down my breathing and listen to the stumbling footsteps running in my direction.

"Come on baby, I know you're out here." He slurred

I held my breath and remained perfectly still

"I miss you already baby, I love you." He half chuckled "Bella Baby I need you"

I could see him from under the brush and I prayed he wouldn't look my way. He slumped against a tree nearly ten feet from my hideaway and brought the glass bottle to his lips. I could hear the evil liquid slosh on the insides of the bottle as he brought it back down to his side.

Then he began to eerily hum to himself our song we danced to at our high school prom. He then began to belting it out,

Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
With every step you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

He drew out the last line and almost speaking it and I covered my ears in hopes of drowning him out. He sat in against the tree and began laughing in hysterics. I couldn't stand the sinister sound that spewed from his mouth. I heard his bottle hit the ground and I looked to see him fallen, face first into the earth passed out. Silently I emerged from the brush and walked till I was at least a hundred yards from where he was. I tried to break out into a sprint by lost my balance and fell to the ground as the world began to spin. I could start to feel the pain from my injuries, I couldn't die here I wouldn't allow it. I was stronger that what James allowed me to believe, he was an evil and condescending man. I pictured his face and it only fueled me forward. After what seemed to be hours I came to a clearing in the trees to find a rail road and a train stopped on its tracks. Fumbling with the doors, I found an unlocked car and slid the heavy wood enough for me to slide my body inside. I closed the door only to find myself in complete darkness. I felt my way to the back corner of the car and leaned up against the wooden wall. My eyelids instantly became heavy and I couldn't keep them open anymore and I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke the sun was streaming through the ceiling and I was instantly acknowledged of my injuries, slowly I began moving all the parts of my body to see just how hurt I really was this time. Starting at my feet I flexed each toe and rolling my ankles and continued up till I reached my elbows and hands. I wince as I moved my right wrist which was possibly broken, but that was the least of my worries. I looked down at my side and saw that the bleeding had at least stopped from the laceration starting from my navel and ending up under my arm pit. I peeled back my jacket I had used to tie around my stomach, and cried out in pain as it reopened the wound. I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried.

I had told myself while growing up that I would never be that girl, the one that lets her husband beat her just to make his pansy ass feel better about himself. I thought I could change him but I was wrong, and it got my here, dying in a box car headed to who knows where. Cradling my side I tried to peek through a hole in the boards to find any recognition of where I was. All I could see was a blur of trees and cursed to myself as the train jostled and I fell to the floor. I just laid there in agony until the train began to slow sometime later.

As it came to a halt, I pressed my ear to the door to listen for any noises of people walking by, hearing nothing I slid the door open and jumped not even bothering to shut the door. I ran to my best abilities to the trees and lay down in the bushes. I waited and watched as the train slowly began to move again and waited till it was out of sight.

The sun was beginning to set and I knew I needed to find help or I wasn't going to make it till morning, as it was my vision was beginning to blur and I was losing sensation to my limbs.

I could hear cars on a highway nearby and mustered up all that I had to keep going. I came out of the cover of the trees, to the faint dull glow of a sign from a Doctors Clinic across the street. I crossed the street and looked for the back door. I squatted down pulling the bobby pin I always kept from my hair. I heard the lock click and turned the knob, inside was dark and nobody as there. I made my way into one of the treatment rooms and fumbled through the cupboards for supplies. I could feel my consciousness fading and I quickly grabbed the rubbing alcohol and unscrewed the lid. I poured it straight onto my side and cried out in pain, it became so intense little black dots began to fill my vision till I completely blacked out.

In the faint distance I heard footsteps running towards me down the hall, I knew James had found me and that this was the end. I welcomed my bringer of death with open arms.