Chapter 1- by Luna
EPOV
I walked down the dark street. I heard a noise but ignored it. When I continued on, a few moments later, I heard another noise, then someone or someone's jumped out. I looked at them: Jasper, Emmett, Carlisle, and Jacob Cullen? From school? They were all adopted, and Jasper and Carlisle were in my grade while Jacob and Emmett in senior.
They all grinned, "Well, well, what do we have here?" Jasper said, with a dangerous tone in his voice.
"Little Mr. Mansion walking alone? On a full moon? Now what if there was an accident?" Jacob smiled.
I glared at him, "Now guys, I don't want any trouble."
"Accidents? Like this?" Emmett asked and then his hand came up and punched me square in the jaw.
I flew back and then raised myself halfway up but then Carlisle was over me and kicked me in the gut. Air rushed from my lungs, and then Jacob was there to, smiling, "Well, Mr. Mansion not so mighty now."
Then, Jacob's heel stomped on my leg and pain filled it up, "Sssss." came out as my teeth clutched together.
Then, Jasper was smiling, he yanked me up and then pushed me to the wall, and my head hit hard against the concrete as he pushed me back down onto the grass, and everything went black.
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I woke up in a dark room. I looked around, confused. What just happened? All I remembered was Jasper, Emmett, Carlisle, and Jacob Cullen there and then them kicking me and punching me, then that was it.
My eyes adjusted and I saw lamp beside me. I flipped its switch and it mercifully turned on. I looked around. A bathroom, a bed, and a staircase to a door. I didn't see anything else, no windows, no nothing.
I heard someone coming. I watched the door open and a girl was walking downstairs. She had brown, long curly hair, with dark brown eyes, highlighted with eyeliner. She had on a tank top and shorts, with a slim figure, and shiny pink lip gloss.
She suddenly saw me, and a hand flew to her mouth. She ran back upstairs like she was scared of me. Why had I never seen her before?
I heard yelling now, Who is that? a singing voice asked. Her?
Well, that my dear sister, is Edward Masen, of course. I heard Emmett say.
Sister? How come I never heard of her?
What is he doing here? She asked.
Well, we just saw him walking down the street, so, why not get a ransom? Emmett said chuckling.
What?! You kidnapped someone?! You know that's illegal don't you! She asked.
Jaspers voice came now, Well, sis, that's why you don't get caught, of course. He said it like he was instructing her.
Why would you do something like that? The girl asked, she didn't sound very in control of what went on here, were they the bosses or what?
Well, that's not really any of your business now is it? Emmett said.
He was so much bigger than anyone, what about compared to her? Of course she sounded scared of them. There was quiet, then she said quietly, I… I don't know… I guess I really cant do anything about it…
Then, the door opened again, and she was back, she walked down the stairs with her eyes locked on me, watching to make sure I didn't move.
She stared at me for a long time when she got to the bottom of the steps and I slowly stood up, not to startle her. She looked at me for a long moment and then sat on the bed looking at the wall, with her palm on her cheek.
I stared down at her for a long moment, "Who are you?" I asked her, sitting down with her.
She was leaning away, like I was going to hit her, she looked at me a moment, "Uh… I'm Isabel. I'm Jasper's sister." She said, she didn't seem comfortable at all around me.
"Are you alright?" I asked her, kind of worried.
"Sure, I, uh, guess. You're bleeding…." She said looking at me, she took my face in both her hands, "What did they do to you?"
BPOV
I saw marks on his face, scratches and a deep one on his cheek. I took both my hands on his face, "What did they do to you?" I whispered to him. They didn't hurt him did they?
Edward looked away, "Yeah, I guess." He said.
I stared at him, his green eyes traced back to me, like piercing emeralds. I looked away and then let go, "I'll, uh, be right back." I said, sprinting upstairs.
I got out of the basement and saw Jasper and Emmett watching the game while Jacob and Carlisle were playing poker. "Hey, make us some dinner." Jasper demanded, not looking away from the t.v.
"Make it yourself." I said, going into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and putting water in it, putting a rag there to.
"What?" Jasper asked, raising his eyebrow at me when I came out.
"I'm busy, make it yourself. " I said, putting down the pot.
He glared at me, getting up slowly walking over to me. None of the guys paid any attention, they already knew what was going to happen. He leaned down, "What did you say?" He said in a low, challenging voice. Challenging me to defy him.
"I said, 'make it yourself'." I said simply.
His hand came back and he back-handed me across the face, I fell down, and he leaned over, "Now you listen here, you little wench. When dad died, he put ME in charge. You are going to do as I ask, or there will be serious consequences." He said. His eyes were dead serious, problem was, I knew what happened when I said no to this.
I got up slowly and leaned away, "I know…" I said, even though it wasn't true, I couldn't just say no, he may literally kill me, "I, uh, sure, can I just, uh, go back downstairs for a few minutes?"
He looked at me for a long time, and went back to the couch, I took this as a yes and picked up the pan, walking back down to the basement.
Edward was sitting there. He looked at me, and fear washed through me involuntarily. I walked down the stairs and put the pot down on the lamp table beside the bed. I sat there beside him, and dipped the rag into the water. I looked at him a moment and lifted the rag gently to his face, "May I?" I asked, looking at his cheek and then allowing my eyes to look back at his.
He glanced down at my lips and then back to my eyes, "Yeah." he said.
I put the cold water to his cheek, and rubbed it lightly over his scratches, he winced, and I shrunk back a little. When this happened, usually my brothers would yell at me or hit me. He was just calm and let me. I pushed the rag over his scratches as lightly as I could. I wondered what they did to him.
He just closed his eyes, and soon the rag was covered with blood, but except for a few scratch marks, his face was cleared now.
I ran my hand down his face, before I realized what I did. I suddenly yanked back, whoops. He looked at me a moment, and smiled a little. I looked away, what made me do that? How stupid of me.
But that wasn't what was stupid, what was stupid was that I wanted to touch his face again. He smiled a bit more, running his hand down my face, I cast my eyes to the side, and down. He took my chin in his hands and forced me to look at him, "What do you have a shadow on your cheek?" He asked, caressing where Jasper hit me.
I looked away again, "Nothing." I said quietly.
"Did they… did they hit you?" Edward asked.
I wasn't comfortable with this question. He was the one kidnapped, shouldn't he be worried about himself? His fingers tightened a bit, "Is that why you're so scared of me?" He asked, quietly.
I looked up at him quickly, no reflexes were really the reason. But I couldn't even admit THAT to him, edged a bit away, but his fingers were to tight on my chin, I looked away, "I'm not scared of you."
To my surprise he laughed, quietly, shaking the bed, "You really pull that off." He said.
I blushed and pulled away, "I have to go get lunch started. I'll sneak you down something." I said and ran upstairs before he could say anything.
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When the guys were all sitting down, eating, I went downstairs, sneaking food. I gave Edward his biscuit and 2 pieces of salsbery steak. He was eating and I left the room. What made me want to stay?…..
EPOV
I watched and saw Bella running, she tripped and Jasper yanked her up. Then there was a bullet shot.
I woke up sweating. Just a dream, just a dream. I listened and heard yelling.
I really think you guys need to let him go, Bella's voice came.
We cant. Not like we would anyway, but we cant. Jasper's voice came low and annoyed.
Why not? Bella asked.
He would call the police, now would you stay out of it. Emmett growled at her.
I don't think so. Bella said.
Don't push your luck little sister. Jacob's voice said.
There's no luck to push. Bella said.
Then there was a smack sound, I said don't talk back to me. Jasper said.
Then, someone fell and then a snapping sound, and I heard someone's air rushing in, and then a shriek.
Then sobbing, I ran up the stairs but the door was locked. Damn it!
BPOV
"There's no luck to push." I retorted.
"I said don't talk back to me!" Jasper yelling in my face.
Then his hand came up and backhanded me, making me fall down. Then, he put his foot on my leg and then I whimpered. He pressed down and then there was a snap. Agony. I screamed and then it stopped in a broken sob.
Jasper turned around leaving me there with pain filling my leg. Emmett looked down at me, and kicked my side, making me double over onto my back. I sobbed again and he left. Carlisle and Jacob stared at me. Jacob didn't like when actual pain came. Hitting, okay, kicking, fine, but when they broke or jammed something, he was pissed.
He stared at me for a long time then walked off shaking his head.
I waited for them to be gone and dragged myself over to the kitchen. Luckily, Jasper's leg cast was still there since the football accident. I grabbed the brace and put it on, putting on fresh gauze.
I grabbed two of the crutches and then limped downstairs. Edward was down there waiting.
He raced up to me, "What did they do to you?" He asked.
I shook my head, and whipped the tears off my face.
"Why did they do that?" Edward asked.
I pushed my belly button with long sleeves down to hide my bruise on my side, but the shirt didn't want to corporate. Edward pulled me in a hug, around the waist and then I shrank away a bit, whimpering.
He was startled and looked at the bruise. "Isabel… I'm so sorry." He said.
I closed my eyes and shook my head, "Don't worry, Edward, it's not your fault." I said quietly.
He shook his head and hugged me tighter to him, "I wish there was something I could do…"
(A\N): This is my first M fan fiction, let me know what you guys think!
