AN: This is a very very dark story. Please don't read if you don't like things that are dark. This will take place after New Moon.
Title: Nobody to Love
Chapter 1: The Rescue
Misery, pain, fear, hurt, and torment. These were the only things he knew while here. Pain was a new one, being a vampire for over a hundred years, he forgot how much pain could hurt. Not just physically but emotionally as well. He missed his family; he stopped counting the days after two months. Which happened to be the last time he saw…her.
He knew it was a long time for he could barely move his arms anymore. His once free spirit was damped down to nothing more than a laboratory rat. A metal muzzle like object was over his jaw, lines of metal were strapped throughout his teeth to ensure no mess ups like he had back when he was still counting the days he was there.
He could only go so long before he had to have blood. His mind was no longer caring if it were human or animal. He attacked one person, they in exchange, put metal wire around his teeth ensuring he would never do it again. Going so long without sustenance could drive anyone crazy and he was no exception. His mind would constantly play tricks on him.
Hope was a fleeting dream that would never come true. No more did he know where his family was nor where he was. They had moved him a few times, finally settling on this lonely place. It had a two way mirror that he no longer wished to look at. Seeing the way he was now was just a painful memory of what he used to be. The walls were a sickly hospital grey. It seemed like so far back, he saw this color to remind him of Carlisle, now they were a color he no longer wished to look at. The only solace was in the back of his eyelids, which he kept closed for long periods of time.
He would continuously close his eyes for days, refusing to open them. The humans that he would have protected at one point would make sure he wasn't dead by poking him until his eyes opened. Their minds were far from feeling sad for this creature.
He was a subject here. A number amongst many. He didn't know what they were testing nor did he care anymore. Life was meaningless. He would pray constantly to a God that he was sure didn't want him for some type of rest. To take him out of this misery even if it was to a place filled with fire, anywhere seemed better than here.
The burning in his throat was gone. He didn't know if he hadn't eaten in so long that it went away or he was immune to the feeling and now he didn't feel it anymore.
The Volturri must have never caught wind of this; he was sure they would have come down and stopped this a long time ago if they did.
He was subject twenty two here. Whatever they were testing for, they had others before him. Whether they were still here or if after one died, they would find another was laid to be determined on a later date. Currently, his eyes closed for the last five days and twenty two hours and fifty two seconds. The humans would come in every day just to check on him and prod him around. Now that it was five days, he started to wonder if he was forgotten about. Perhaps, they left him here to die after getting enough answers. He tried to move his arms; his left arm moved a centimeter. The right arm seemed like it was dead. He had heavy chains on all his limbs and his neck. They kept him down to the metal table that he was forced to lie on.
Sure enough at his more proud years, he could have easily broken the chains. The chains rattled under his leg as he forced his foot to move an inch. That was the most he could do. His body felt like it was decomposing from under him.
He stopped moving when he heard the door open. It was a huge metal door that needed oil long before he even showed up. The squeak was always the sign that someone was coming in…or out. His senses weren't sharp anymore. He could barely hear beyond what a human could hear, his sense of smell was gone although he assumed that his sense of smell somehow had something to do with the muzzle. Even his eyesight wasn't as well as it used to be. Speed was among many other things that he no longer had. Mobility was diminished to a few centimeters if that.
There was a gasp, something he wasn't used too. Maybe they were training new people. He still kept his eyes closed, not wanting to give these vial humans a likely amusement out of his diminishing features.
Then there was a word muttered that echoed in the room. A name he hadn't heard in so long, how long had it been? Since the last time he saw Bella. Oh Bella, how he had missed her so much. Life was now nothing without her. Still the word remained in the air, he couldn't tell who it came from. His ears were hard of hearing, which he hoped wasn't permanent.
Still the voice questioned what it first asked, "Edward?" a male muttered. A male, it was so soft, so distinct. It was Carlisle. His loving 'father' figure.
He opened his eyes, not able to turn his head well. One flicker of a light switch and he had to close his eyes, five days without light would make anyone go blind the first time they see it.
"Oh my." He heard someone else say. A female. He knew many females. He couldn't picture her though, and then it hit him, Esme. That's the voice.
Carlisle put his head over Edwards and Edward forced a smile, was he really free? Was this just a dream? Where they just a vision for his mind so that he can think of something else right now?
He went to speak but stopped when the wires that were wrapped around his teeth pulled.
"Don't speak right now." Carlisle told him. Carlisle started to check Edward up and down, making sure there wasn't anything permanent keeping him down. Other than the chains, there was nothing.
He was just so weak that he couldn't move.
Esme took Carlisle's spot next to Edward's head as she brushed her hand through his dirty hair. It hadn't been washed in who knows how long. He wanted to tell her to leave him alone, he was filthy, he didn't want his family seeing him like this.
"Everyone is waiting for you." Carlisle said as he checked Edward's feet. "They can't wait to see you." He said. Edward wanted him to keep talking, hearing his voice made him jump for joy.
He heard a chain break, then another. Five chains were broken within a few seconds, something Edward couldn't have done if given the next fifty years. Even his mind reading abilities had decreased. It was impossible to hear thoughts right now.
He felt a tube that ran from the side of his mouth down to his stomach get pulled out. The feeling of such thing being taken out was much appreciated.
His body was lifted by Carlisle as he kept one arm under his knees and the other supported his back. He was so weak, he couldn't even keep his head up as it flopped against Carlisle's chest. Esme was right by their side, waiting for an opportunity to help in some way. Edward was her first adopted child and because of that, she held a special part in her heart just for him.
"Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, and Bella." Esme said to Edward as if trying to keep him conscious to this world. To give him something to live for. "They are all waiting for you."
Bella? He couldn't see her right now. What would she think if she saw him like this? They walked to an elevator as Esme pressed a button. They waited for some time as it opened up. The two walked in, Edward still in Carlisle's arms. He hated feeling so weak. When the door opened again, he heard others talking. Their conversation stopped as the two walked off the elevator.
"Is that really him?" One person said, Edward couldn't move his head. He wanted to see his family.
"How is he?" Edward heard one ask.
"Give him some time. He is weaker than we thought he would be." Carlisle said.
"Let me see him now!" He heard an angelic voice yell. Edward felt his body go from Carlisle over to a more slender body. Who was this? The person sat down on the floor humming a song he hadn't heard in so long. He realized then who it was. But how?
Once again, Edward tried to talk but the muzzle kept his jaw from moving.
"Come on." Esme said as he was still on the ground with his only love. When was she changed? How much had he missed? He started to wonder if it were just four months that he was gone, he figure it was six at the most that he was gone.
Bella picked him up as everyone walked outside. It was night time, which meant he didn't have to worry about the sun blaring into his eyes. Bella went into the back seat with Edward on her lap. Carlisle and Esme jumped into the front seat. The others must have taken a separate car.
"I know what you are probably wondering." Bella muttered to Edward. "I will explain later." She kissed his forehead.
The ride home was a blur. No one spoke and no one wanted to speak.
When they parked, Bella brought Edward into the house, setting him on the couch. Carlisle came in, pushing her out of the way. Not in a mean way, it was in order to check Edward out now that they were home. At the lab he was just making sure that Edward had no extreme problems.
Carlisle put his hand on Edward's face as Edward closed his eyes, "Just gotta make sure you are fine." He muttered. He set his hand down Edward's cheeks. Edward's skin was no longer like marble. It had a sense of movement to it, as though it were human skin, as though he were just a living corpse. Carlisle stopped when he felt something under his lips. When he stopped, Edward looked upset, as if he was ashamed of himself. His black eyes bore into Carlisle's golden ones.
"Emmett, Jasper, go get Edward an animal." Carlisle ordered. He knew those two were the ones that Edward would be most ashamed of being seen while in his state. Bella would be another, but there was no way she would be convinced to go out.
They nodded and left the room. Carlisle then peeled Edward's lips up, able to finally see the work done to his mouth. Wires were strewn all around his mouth, making sure his mouth wouldn't open a centimeter without pain being involved. Bella gasped at the sight.
"I have to take this apart. I'm sorry if it hurts." Carlisle said as he ran to get pliers and came back. Esme came in with wire cutters.
He started slowly, clipping at the few wires he could see. Edward felt the pain as it snipped each wire. He tried to grab the couch for support through the pain but his body was so weak. Nothing could subside the pain.
Jasper and Emmett came back not long after Carlisle started his procedure. He was still in the middle of it when they walked in with a fresh killed deer over each shoulder. Alice and Rosalie had left the room long ago, not wanting to see their brother in so much pain. Esme had left, not able to will herself to see what her child had become. Bella stayed, keeping herself as close to Edward as possible without getting in Carlisle's way.
Emmett and Jasper tried to brave it out, knowing that they were supposed to be strong but they too wanted to leave. Jasper could feel the misery and pain roll off Edward with each clip and crunch from the pliers. He tried to make everyone in the room calm but it didn't work well when he himself would cry for his brother if possible.
Finally, Carlisle had a big pile of metal next to him on the floor as he looked inside Edward's mouth, making sure he got it all.
"You are clean, can you speak?"
It took him a while to speak but finally a word escaped his mouth, "Yes." He hadn't heard himself speak in so long.
"Eat now, and then we will learn what happened." Carlisle ordered. He looked over at the two that had brought the deer in. "Can you guys go upstairs and get the blood that I stored up there a while back? I suspect we will need more than animal blood in order to get him back to health." Carlisle had saved some human blood in a refrigerator when he learned the whereabouts of Edward.
"Yes." They both said, willing to leave this scene as soon as possible.
Carlsile picked up a deer and brought it to Edward who looked away.
"Aren't you hungry?" He asked.
"I…I don't feel anything." He said.
"Just a few drinks, then we will leave you alone."
Edward nodded as he bit into the pre-killed deer. He sucked it down easily but unlike before when he would go into a rage when tasting blood, he kept his mind. He was drinking because he was being forced to, not because he was lusting for it.
Then out of no where, his body started to heave. He pushed the animal away as he bent over the best he could to the floor. Vomit escaped his mouth, some hitting the couch as he finally was able to lean his head to the floor. Bella rubbed his back, trying to let him know she was there. Molded foods, liquids, the blood he just drank and other portions of indigestible portions came out. He kept trying to stop himself, not wanting to mess up the floor.
As if Carlisle knew what he was doing he spoke up, "Let it all out Edward. It will just come up later if you don't get it now." He said gently.
Edward felt horrible; this must hurt his family's hearts so much.
After he was done, Bella sat on the couch, putting Edward's head in her lap. He was still weak, even if he could move a little better. Just that small bit of blood that he did digest already started to make him feel better. He felt a small rag hit his face, cleaning up the bits of vomit that still stayed on his mouth.
"Do you know how long you were there?" Carlisle asked Edward as he started to clean the floor.
Edward closed his eyes, "Four or six months?" He asked.
He heard Carlisle gulp, noticing that both Bella and Carlisle were staring at each other.
"How long was it?" He asked. Perhaps it was a year.
"Tomorrow makes two years." Bella whispered, looking like she wanted to cry.
"Two years?" Edward muttered, "How did it go that long?"
"Many things came up while in your absence. We kept looking for you, the Volturri came wanting to know why you were on the news, Victoria came looking for me...for us. She went to my house while I was trying to help look for you. She found Charlie home alone." Bella looked away, Edward picked up what she meant immediately.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't there to protect him." Edward said. "This is my entire fault, if I hadn't picked up that girl. If I hadn't saved her from getting hit from that truck."
"Don't be sorry, it was nice of you to do such a thing." Bella muttered. "I would have done it too."
"I want to make sure that you know that I love you. Don't ever forget that." Edward muttered.
"And I love you." Bella whispered.
Edward knew he missed a lot these past few years, his Bella was a vampire, her dad was dead, and his family was hurting emotionally. These would be the worse few days ever.
Esme started to clean up the mess on the floor as Carlisle helped her out. They were all getting ready for the worse stories ever. Two years of horror. Two years of pain. Two years of torture…
And two years of needing a family.
Alright, I wrote this today because my nineteen year old cat just died. I had that cat since I was in elementary school so I have been really attached to him. When I get depressed about something, such as an animal's death, I tend to write very dark fics. I didn't want to start a new story but I didn't want to write a dark chapter for either of my other stories. My other two stories will be suspended for at least a few weeks. If I write any chapter for them- they will only be depressing and sad. I don't want to take it out on my other stories.
The chapters will get very dark at times so if this freaked you out too much, I would advise you to not read anymore.
Please review if I didn't scare you away yet!