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Title: Insanity at Its Finest
Summary: He nearly succeeded. So close. He was so close. But it was too late now. In the distance he heard her agonized screams. Would this insanity never end?
Rating: T
Pairing: Edward & Bella
AN: Aha! I have finally started this! Sweetness...
"Insanity – a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world."
— R. D. Lang
Sam had never seen Charlie so distraught.
Isabella Swan had gone missing sometime during the night. There was no note, not sign or anything.
At nine-thirty in the morning, the whole town already knew.
Needless to say, there was much chaos.
Chief's daughter goes missing. . . .
Isabella vanished without a trace . . . .
Isabella Swan ran away. . . .
It was like she had vanished off the face of the earth.
Charlie had no idea where she could have gone, and knew he couldn't really do anything unless she still hadn't returned after forty-eight hours.
She had been perfectly fine yesterday afternoon.
And now she was just. . . . gone.
Renee was hysterical, Charlie was shocked, and still in denial.
Who wouldn't be shocked? It's Forks for crying out loud. No one gets abducted in Forks!
Sam didn't want to believe the girl was abducted, so he was going to investigate himself.
He was sure that he could figure out what was going on wit his enhanced senses.
Ah, the perks of being a werewolf. . . .
He walked into the house, easily dodging the yellow tape.
CRIME SCENE CRIME SCENE CRIME SCENE CRIME SCENE
Sam stepped into the room and gasped, his entire face scrunching up in revulsion.
Her room absolutely reeked of bloodsucker.
A vampire had been in here.
"You okay?" Charlie asked. His eyes had purplish bags underneath them and were caved in.
His baby girl was missing. And it hadn't sunken in yet.
Sam nodded sharply.
His first thought went to the Cullens.
He was sure that one of them had been in here.
Her belongings were still in place, exactly how she had left it.
. . . . But, her window was open.
Sam walked towards it.
The disgusting scent was stronger along the windowsill.
Billy said that one of them —Edward— had been getting tad bit close to Bella, but not after his strange behavior the first day arrived at school.
Sam was almost certain that Edward was behind this.
If he killed her. . . or bit her.
War would begin.
His pack would take the Cullens down.
They broke the treaty.
They would pay. . . .
Bella's screeches could have been heard from miles away.
Loud.
Earthshattering.
Heartbreaking. . . .
Leaning against the counter, his elbows resting on it, Edward took his head out of his hands and looked at himself in the mirror of his bathroom.
Piercing red eyes glared back at him.
He shook his head in disgust, put his head back in his hands.
Bella wailed again, along with incoherent mumbles.
His mind flashed back to when he had reached home during the early hours of the day.
It had not been pretty.
Rosalie was furious, and most likely, still is.
He hadn't even made it up the stairs before he saw an angry flash of blonde charged at him.
Alice had reached home before him, and had time to explain everything to the other's.
Well, the important aspects anyway. . . .
"HOW COULD YOU?!" Rose had screeched, tackling Edward to the ground snarling above him.
He didn't fight back.
He deserved this.
Lord knows, he deserved this.
He turned his face to the side, looking away from her angry eyes.
By then, Emmett had pulled her off, his arms restraining her behind her back. She struggled to break free.
Edward sprung gracefully to his feet, still looking away from his sister.
Emmett was looking at Edward with sympathy.
"She had a CHOICE Edward! You took her life away! She'll never live! I fucking HOPE you're happy, you selfish, son of a BITCH!" She continued to screech, as Emmett dragged her away.
She keep struggling.
"Rosalie, that's enough," Esme said, before walking towards her son.
To comfort him.
He didn't deserve comfort.
Rosalie and Emmett went to California until she could calm down.
His shoulders hunched over. He drove his sister away from her family.
Every now and then, Bella would scream for someone to kill her.
And for once, he was glad he couldn't read her mind.
He didn't want to know what she was thinking. He was sure that he would see what he had done, only out of her perspective.
He would feel her terror.
Her hopelessness.
Her pain. . . .
Edward was correct.
Aside from what felt like liquid fire coursing through her veins, scalding her alive.
She felt as if she must have looked like a burnt corpse. . . .
Her own mind did in fact, keep flashing back to her attack.
She clung to it.
She couldn't let go.
She convulsed again, her back arching off the bed.
Bella felt a cold hand hold onto hers and a voice whisper in her ear.
A woman?
The cold felt good on her hand, but not soothing enough to put out the fire.
"Please kill me!" she had been uttering that statement frequently.
"I'm sorry, it will be over soon," the lady whispered.
But, Bella couldn't comprehend the statement, for she was so focused on the agony, and her horrifying memory.
Bella screeched again, her eyes rolling back into her head.
Then,
oh. . . .
The fire that she had only felt in the upper half of her body, was now spreading through the lower half.
Like, a broken circuit had been reattached, knitted together by the fingers of the devil. . . .
She screamed louder this time, her fingers digging into woman's hand.
When would this insanity end?
Her eyes snapped open, and she saw the woman who was trying to keep her sane, but failing miserably.
"Please. . . ." she begged again, looking into her mournful eyes.
Esme looked down at the girl as she begged for her to kill her.
Her deep brown eyes bore into her own.
So anguished. . . .
Her heart went out for her.
She was reminded of her first daughter.
Oh, how Rosalie had begged for them to kill her as well. . . .
Though Esme wouldn't admit it, she couldn't blame Rose for her actions.
She had been lost her human life as well, and would do anything to have another chance.
And to find that Bella wasn't dying, that she was healthy and still very much alive. . . .
Of course Rose was furious at her brother's actions.
Esme wanted to go comfort her son, how tortured he must feel right now. . . .
Carlisle had gone to call the Denali, telling them what happened and that they would be there soon.
Alaska was probably the best place to handle a new born, plus they would have extra help.
That is of course, if she wanted to stay. . . .
She convulsed again and cried out.
They would go to Alaska as soon as Carlisle was off the phone.
They were leaving everything here, and starting new in Alaska.
Hopefully with a new member of their family.
"Esme. . . ."
Carlisle.
She looked up, he looked stressed.
"Tanya's waiting for us, and Alice and Jasper starting packing our important belongings. . . ." he trailed off.
"I'll go speak to Edward," Esme said softly standing up from the chair she had dragged to the bed in the guestroom.
Carlisle nodded, swiftly kissing her on the lips before sitting the chair.
Bella gripped his hand as well.
Her voice was beginning to sound horse.
Only two more days. . . .
"Edward. . . ." Esme murmured standing in the doorway of his room.
He was sitting Indian style on the floor, clutching his hair in his hands.
He looked up towards her.
Esme was reminded of a frightened child.
Edward sighed at the analogy.
She knelt down in front of him, and tried tilting his chin up.
He looked away. "Please don't. . . ." he murmured.
He didn't want to look her in the eye.
He didn't want Esme to see his shame.
Esme sighed, and leaned forward to hug him.
Because that's what he needed.
To reassure that she cared.
That she wasn't angry.
Edward hugged her back, though silently wished that she was angry. That she would throw him out for doing this.
"You'll get through this Edward, we all will," She murmured.
He leaned his head on her shoulder, doubting her words.
Only time would tell. . . .
Sneak Peek
Emmett wrapped his arms around her.
"Rose. . . . it'll be okay, everyone slips up," He murmured, trying to pacify her.
Rosalie pursed her lips.
"Then Jasper should have let him drain her. Bella doesn't deserve this curse." She stated defiantly.