Chapters 19, hope everyone likes it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, that'd be Stephenie Meyer.
Alice's Point of View
They took her. They took Esme. And Carlisle helped them.
Not Charlie, although I'm sure he had something to do with it. NO, the police came to my house on that fateful day in March and took one of the only people that mattered to me anymore.
Now I see how Carlisle could be so calm, so collected-he didn't love. He never loved me, Esme, Bella, or anyone, he only loved himself. He's more secretive now then he's ever been before, and I suspect that's because he's in league with Charlie and is communicating with him more now, so he doesn't want us to find out and rat him out. I wish I could though, because I would, and I would make sure that justice would be served.
Anyways, one day, I was in my room, reflecting on the horrible fate and charged my mother is facing if the courts convict her- thirty years in prison for assisting the kidnap and possible murder of a young girl. If they actually did murder Bella, then it's going to be more. But Mom's innocent….she has to be. If she's not…..then everything, everything would be a lie. Just like with my father. My mind wandered back to that terrible day…
"Come in," Esme's cheery voice called as there was a crisp knock at the door. Suddenly, a dozen authorities rushed in, arms at the ready, all pointed as Esme.
I was watching television in the living room, so I could see everything. Jumping to my feet, I sprinted over to my mom's side my mind racing.
"No!" I screamed. "Get away from her! She hasn't done anything!"
"Step aside, girl," I heard a cold voice command from behind me. Defiantly, I stood my ground, planting my feet and crossing my arms across my chest. #Esme, of course, was trying to push me away, saying that she'd be okay, that it was a big misunderstanding.
"Step aside," the frigid voice repeated. It sounded strangely familiar….but at the time, it didn't seem important. Again, I didn't follow his orders. The chief, or whoever was in charge of the operation, must have given some kind of signal, because one moment I was standing in from of my mother, steady on my own two feet, and the next my petite form was sprawled on the ground.
Groaning, I lifted my head up to catch my mother's emotionally pain-ridden face. My heart, which had already felt torn and fragile because of Bella's kidnapping, shattered into a million pieces, settling themselves all over my body. I fell to my knees, clutching my chest and tears pouring down my face. How could one person stand so much agony? How did Bella bear it?
Suddenly, over the din in my head, I heard the soft clicking noise of the door shutting. My eyes snapped up to meet Carlisle's…..but they weren't Carlisle's eyes. These were cold, hardened blue fire that seemed to burn a hole within my head. I looked into those eyes, and I knew.
"You," I whispered, barely audible. He just looked back at me, looked at me with his snowy white skin and his alien eyes. I shivered, and then passed out on the floor, my mind succumbing to the blackness that seemed welcoming, especially after all the shit I've seen. Especially after this.
I woke up slowly, like a worm coming out of a sinkhole. Edward was there…I guess he brought me up. The point is, that's how I got to my room, reflecting on how much of a little bitch Carlisle is.
"I know what you're thinking," Edward said quietly. "And I'm thinking it too. But I have a plan."
"A plan for what?" I asked flatly. I must have sounded totally defeated, but I didn't care. That's what I felt like-completely and utterly defeated.
"To get back Mom….to get back Bella….and to get back at Carlisle."
I noticed he didn't call him 'Dad'. That was a good thing. I didn't, and I never did again. As far as I was concerned, he wasn't my dad anymore.
"Edward," I sighed, arranging my legs in a slightly more comfortable position, "we can't do all that, or even any of it. The authorities have Esme. Bella's probably dead," He winced, but I kept on plowing, on, going, "and Carlisle id dangerous. They win. We lose. There's nothing we can do about it, bro. They beat us." My shoulders sagged and I shut my eyes tight to keep any more teardrops from falling down.
"Alice," he said gently, wrapping my hand in his, "you can't think like that. You have to think positive….we can do this. I promise, if it is the last thing I do, I will expose Carlisle, rescue Bella, and get back Esme. How many times have the odds been stacked against us and we've come through? Come on. I know that we can do this. We just have to take steps to get us there."
I lifted my tear-filled eyes level with his….except his weren't tear filled, only determination.
"I promise. Now, you want to hear the plan, or what?" I nodded my head violently. My spirits were invigorated, even from those few words of comfort. Edward grinned, the kind of grin that I missed, the kind that he used to have when he and I played some sort of prank on our family at the boring old family reunions we used to have.
"All right. This is what we do…."
Bella's Point of View
I gasped at the sharp, shooting pain from the wounds in my back, but I kept on running. Charlie and the other guy, I think his name was James, were gone, leaving me in the custody of Billy and Jacob. Dumbasses. When Jacob and Billy were drunk, which was often, they couldn't even tell up from down, let alone keep a prisoner in the van.
Suddenly, my toe caught on a rock, and I was catapulted forwards, the scabs on my back reopening. I almost screamed and cried right then and there, it hurt so badly. God, why the hell did Charlie have to be so cruel? I'm always in so much agony….I wish for one day, Charlie could be me, and he could see all the shit he puts me through.
Anyways, I somehow found the strength to get back up, let out a few tears inaudibly, and continued sprinting away from the black car. I have to keep running…..just take it one step at a time, I told myself. One step at a time. But no matter how many steps I took, it didn't seem enough….
You just have to keep going, I thought, sweat pouring down in boatloads from my forehead. Just keep going, and you'll be safe….you'll be with Edward.
Suckish ending again! Lol, oh well. OMG! Now, before you attack me with your spears and pitchforks, let me explain! I have been super busy with volleyball every single day of the week, games on weekends, tumbling on weekends, cheerleading during the week, competition coming up, so that means extra cheer practices, I still have to have a social life, I have homework, and of course boys! Lol. Anyways, I promise next one will be longer, but I just wanted to put this one up! So anyways, as always, review, review, review to your little heart's content, and HAPPY HALLOWEEN! BOO! DID I SCARE YOU? Lol, I know I'm weird.