Addicted

Chapter 35

Bella P.O.V

I scream my lungs out as he drags me by my feet across the floor. The knife iis left behind. I scream, trying to dig my nails on the floor, trying to get a hold of something. He flips me over, sitting on top of me.

My vision is blurred by the tears that are fighting their way down my cheeks. He's wearing a happy face mask, the rest of his clothing is black. I start punching him on the chest, trying to kick him off but he only giggles.

"Please! Stop!" I cry, trying to get him off. "Please! Please, don't hurt me!"

He laughs, leaning over me. "Oh, don't cry, little Rose. It's all gonna be fine." He pins my arms over my head with one hand, with the other he pulls the hair away from my face. I hold back the sobs biting my lower lip, glaring at his smiling face mask. "Pretty, pretty, Isabella. You... You know, you've been the perfect one since the moment I saw you. So fresh, so perfect, so pure. Just like I like them. I... I was looking forward to actually letting you live, live with me and we both could have continued with this, getting beautiful girls and sending them to heaven. Then, you just had to ruin it. You slept with Edward, I saw you walk out of his house trying to cover yourself and you just kept going back for more."

He gets up, grabbing me by my arm. He drags me up and to the living room, he throws me on the couch and he sits next to me, wrapping his arm around my neck. I let out a sob when I see he's holding a pocket knife against my neck. He starts petting my hair, giving me kisses on the head making me feel sick to my stomach.

"So, after you betrayed me like that I was heartbroken. So heartbroken. Then I decided to make you another little angel just like the others. Unfortunately, Jessica knew so she watched me, I watched her. It was a stare off game, waiting for the one who blinks first. She did," he laughs. "Then, when I finally had you, that stupid homeless lady saved you, I killed her. You visited Mrs. Gonzales, I killed her along many others. I tried with Edward, but the bastard survived."

He moves my hair to the other side of my neck, tracing the knife along my jawline. "You just wouldn't come out of that hospital, so I figured that if Mr. Newton asked you to pay a little visit to his office you may go. God, was I right!"

I swallow. "What now?" I ask with a harsh tone.

"Now, let's not be rude, Bella," he warned. "You should be more nice to the guy that's holding a gun against your neck. I mean, who knows? Maybe a put too much pressure and it... Slides... From... Ear... To... Ear..." He whispers as he slides the knife across my neck, softly.

Suddenly his hold gets loose and I take advantage of the moment to twist his arm and pin him down on the ground. Instead he hits the table hard, breaking it to a million pieces. He laughs as I pin him down, my foot holding his head down.

"Oh," he laughs. "Feisty, I see. Bella, you should probably watch what you're doing, you never know when I can get up."

"The hell you're not!" I hiss, pressing him harder on the ground which makes him laugh more. "What the fuck do you want from me? Whatever it is, you'll never have it. Stay away from me! And stay away from my family!"

He laughs more. He turns around, making me fall on my back. I immediately stand up, running around the couch to the knife that I left behind. He's laughing as he runs behind me, trying to catch up. I run to the guests room, shutting the door behind me. I stand beside the door, holding the knife on my side.

He starts banging the door incredibly hard over and over again. Harder each time. The entire room vibrates as he kicks, punches and pushes the door hard, yelling and growling each time.

I hold the knife up next to my head, ready for the attack. It happens. The door busts open and he rushes inside. I let out a growl as he turns to face me and swing the knife across the smiling face mask. He let's out a high pitch scream, falling to the ground. I go up to him, grabbing the lap next to the bed and breaking it on his head. He hisses in pain.