Not Always Happy [Jori] [JadexTori] [Completed]

Chapter 6

Warning: this chapter contains a dream that hints at rape. Please skip over it if you need to, it won't be very necessary to the plot except for making her fear Beck more.
Pov Bella

    I was sitting in the back of Beck's car with my brothers on either side of me. I was glaring at Beck. Tyler was sitting in the front and had his hands in his lap. I knew this wasn't his fault. He had no choice. If he hadn't just gone with all of this, my brothers and I would be dead. If anyone had tried to help then we'd be dead. I looked behind us and no cars had followed. I watched as the Now Leaving Hollywood sign passed us.

"Bella, Are we every going to see moms again?" Chris whispered to me. I hugged him.

"Yes we will." I whispered back. Beck looked at us through the and smirked. I glared at him.

"Your sexy when your angry and trying to look scary. A lot like Jade. I used to date her, you know." Beck said, proudly.

"Is that why my moms hate you?" I asked, angrily. He laughed. Stupid maniac.

"Not quite. Tori lost her memory and I tricked her into thinking I was her boyfriend. Theres other things that lead up to their hatred of me, but that was the start of it." He seemed proud of that. He really was insane.

    We continued driving, in silence, for hours. Both Chris and Bryce fell asleep. I would, but I wanted to know at least the general area that he was taking us. Tyler hadn't said a word since getting into the car. He just sat there staring at his lap. Beck had his gun in one hand and was driving with the other. Soon enough, exhaustion took over and I fell asleep.

"Tyler, you've gotta know some way out of here." I begged my boyfriend who stood in front of me. We were inside of one of his vacation houses, in Mexicali. I knew that if we didn't escape soon, no one would ever find us.

"Not one where he won't catch us." Tyler just looked down. He wasn't very brave when it came to his dad. Made sense though. It must be hard to pick between your maniac of a father or what's right.

"There has to be something." Then his dad came into the room. He had a beer in one hand and a rope in the other.

"Tyler, sit down." He did as his father asked and sat in a chair next to the door. "Girl, get on the bed." I did as I was asked and sat far away from him on the bed. He climbed on the bed and pulled my leg so i was closer to him and laying down.

"W-what are you going to do to me?" When I asked this, he set the beer down and pulled his gun out of his back pocket. I stared at it in fear.

"Whatever I want, and you are going to listen and be quiet. Tyler, your going to watch and learn. If I see you looking away, she gets shot." Tyler nodded and looked at me. He mouthed that he was sorry. I was silently crying and Beck laughed. "Now for the real fun." He grabbed my hands and tied them to the bed post. His gun was right next to me, in just the right position for him to grab and shoot in a few seconds. That meant that Tyler had to listen and so did I. He kissed me roughly and I didnt return the kiss. "Gonna be like that huh? I was going to go easy but i think you deserve a bit of roughness." He then grabbed my pants and unbuttoned them. I begged him to stop but that only seemed to make him rougher. He ripped my pants and underwear off. He touched my thighs-

    I woke up, tears streaming down my face. I was no longer in the car. I was laying on a bed in a small bedroom. The walls were white with flowers scattered on the walls. I looked at the door and it was brown with a gold handle. There was a dresser across from the bed and a nightstand next to the bed. I got up from where I laid and opened the dresser, there were female clothing in it. It all looked very showy. I tried opening the door but it was locked. Then i heard foot steps and ran back to the bed and pretended to be asleep. Someone unlocked and opened the door.

"Wake up!" I heard Beck's voice and I opened my eyes. He was standing over the bed with a smirk on his face. "Your going to do as I say and only speak when spoken to, am I clear?" I nodded and he went to the dresser, clearly satisfied. He pulled out a short skirt and a white button up. He tossed them on the bed and leaned against the door. "Change into those clothes." I stood and looked at him. "If you think im leaving then your poorly mistaken. You'll change right here, in front of me." I nodded, too scared to speak, and turned so he could only see my back side. I was still only in my swim suit. He had grabbed a set of red lingerie for me to wear. I removed my bottoms and quickly pulled on the underwear and skirt. I wasn't giving him much time to look. I started to remove my top but he grabbed my hands and pushed my to sit on the bed.

"W-what did I do?" I asked, scared out of my mind. He slapped me. Tears streamed down my face.

"You are to refer to me as sir, got it?" He seemed angry. I nodded fastly at him. "Next time, make sure I get to actually see you when you dress. Put on a show for me." He sat in a chair and motioned for me to sit on his lap. I got up and slowly walked to him and sat on his lap. He put a hand on my thigh and started rubbing it. I whimpered, which made him laugh. "Your so cute when your scared. Now continue to get changed for me." I nodded and stood. I walked over to the bed and turned to him. I really didn't want to get hit again, so I took off my top and set it down with my bottoms. I waited a few seconds before grabbing the bra and putting it on. He seemed satisfied and I started to put on the button up but he held his hand up.

"W-what is wrong, sir?" I managed to choke out. He chuckled at how I stuttered. He stood and did the button up for me. He tied the bottom to make it cropped and only buttoned it enough so I was just barely covered up.

"Good girl. Now c'mon. You've got to make us some breakfast." He motioned for me to walk ahead of him, so I did. I could feel his eyes on me the whole way downstairs and to the kitchen.

The entire way I was just hoping somebody would find us. Slowly my hope was leaving me.