Disclaimer: Here's a riddle so you can guess who the true author of this story is:
I wrote a certain series
It starts with T
And whilst doing so
I fell in love with a character
Whose name starts with E
I am probably a billionaire right now
I am an American by nationality
So if you see the initials S.M
You'll know that's me!
WHO AM I?
IN THIS CHAPTER YOU WILL FIND OUT WHAT EDWARD WAS DOING FOR THE FOUR DAYS HE WAS GONE! YES, EPOV!
EPOV
Bella's face was torn. As soon as I blew the whistle her whole face just seemed to drop. The guards immediately came rushing through the door and grabbed my arms. It seemed as if they purposely tightened their grip around the bruises, sending pain shooting everywhere. "Edward," Bella cried and they dragged me out the door.
"I love you," she mouthed and then I dropped my head to the ground. I couldn't look at her any more. This poor girl had just poured out her heart to me and now I was breaking it. They blindfolded me although I tried to tell them it wasn't necessary. I knew my way around fairly well by now.
After a short walk I was thrown down into a chair and then had my hands tied behind it. How my arms ached! The blindfold was ripped from my eyes, the material moving so fast making my scab on my brow burn. My immediate reaction was to put my hand up to my head, but I couldn't so the pain continued.
"Nice to have you back, Edward," said the now familiar voice of James. I wouldn't reply to him, it would give him way too much satisfaction. "Cat got your tongue? I just need a few itsy bitsy answers from you," he said leaning over his desk. I can't believe people like him got a desk with their name on it.
"Well, if you don't want to talk, I'll start. Your little stunt to escape obviously didn't work. Finding you in the laundry cart! That was appalling!" James spat on me. I couldn't wipe it off and he watched with satisfaction as the saliva slid down my face. "One of the guards must have helped you; other wise how could you have stayed undercover as an overall distributor for four days? And how could you have known that the overalls are brought outside the building once a week?" James questioned me now pacing the room. I kept my mouth closed.
"Oh please, don't play mute with us, we'll simply hurt you," he said, a smirk appearing on his face. I had never hated some one so much in my life. "Victoria, the bucket?" he said and before I knew it my feet were in a bucket of water. "Are you going to electrocute me?" I asked in disbelief.
"I must say wonderful timing to get your voice back. So who helped you?" James asked now sitting on the front of his desk. "Laurent," I said, feeling as if I betrayed him. "Fetch Laurent," James said to one of the guards. A few moments later a very scared Laurent was pulled into the room.
"Laurent, let me guess why you did it, for money perhaps?" James asked as Laurent was tied into a chair, shaking uncontrollably. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said in a Jamaican accent. "Oh please, spare me of this, how much did he offer you?" James asked coming face to face with Laurent. "I don't know what you're..." Laurent started before he started screaming.
A bucket had been placed as his feet as well and he was now ceasing in his chair as the electricity buzzed through him. His skin in some spots turned a black as if he had been covered in soot and his hair stood up. It was a horrifying sight and I immediately felt a little better about dobbing him in, knowing I saved myself from that, which made me feel like a monster.
"Now are you willing to tell me how much?" James asked him as Laurent was still recovering from the shock. "A million for him and another two million if I went back for the girl," he said, struggling to get his breathe back. "The girl?" James asked.
My heart missed a beat. If he hurt Bella in anyway I could not live with myself. Laurent didn't speak. "Back to my dear Edward, who is this girl you speak of?" he asked me. "There was no girl, he lies," I said feeling a lump rise in my throat. "Oh really, so you wouldn't mind if we killed him for lying?" James asked.
That conniving, blackmailing bastard! I looked at Laurent and then dropped my head. For Bella I kept on repeating over and over in my mind. "I don't mind," I whispered and with that the wretched screaming started.
I could feel the heat coming from where Laurent was sitting, and I had my head turned as far away from him as I could, but it still wasn't enough. A tear managed to roll down my face. I was a monster. I had sentenced a man to death, no matter how evil he was, he still died because of me.
Soon the screaming stopped and I knew Laurent was dead. "Well, let's wrap this up, I want to get out of here before the body starts to stink," James said am I threw him a disgusting look, still trying to keep Laurent's corpse out of my gaze. "So, since you like distributing the overalls so much, I think we should put you to work, we need some one to replace Laurent," James said and I heard a few of the guards murmur in agreement.
"Very well then, it is done," James said and exited the room. I was untied from the chair and was dragged out after him. "James, I think we should take him to sick bay," I heard a women - who I found out was named Victoria - whisper to James. "If we must, but then put him with the other overall distributors once his feeling better," James added the last part sarcastically before moving a different direction from Victoria and me.
Victoria and the other guards took me to the sick bay. They didn't bother blindfolding me this time to my relief. They then stood outside the door left me in the room with a frail old lady. "How's your head?" she asked putting her wrinkly palm to my head. "I think I just need to lie down," I said when she removed her hand. "Okay deary, get some rest, I'll be back in a few hours to check up on you," she said, smiling sweetly then leaving. She was the last person I expected to see in such a place.
But maybe I could use her for information...
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I was woken up later that day by the old woman. "Here, take these tablets then go with the guards outside. They will lead you to the overall distribution office where you and five others will receive a cart. Distribute the overalls around your sector," she said smiling sweetly.
I took the tablets then looked around the room. I needed a way to talk to Bella, just to let her know I was still here keeping my half of the promise. As the old lady exited the room I looked around frantically for some way to communicate with her. In the far corner on the bench next to the sink was a tray with some paper in it. I quickly went through the draws and got a pen.
I wrote to her, filling the whole front side of the paper. The guards soon called me and I followed the guard to the overall distribution centre, which was just a plain concrete room with some cupboards and cart in it. "No funny tricks," one of the guards said to me as he gave me a cart. "Use the map to your advantage," he said before opening the door for me to wheel the cart out.
I looked at the map. Yes! I had taken Laurent's old spot which meant I delivered overalls to Bella's cell! I had now found a way to talk to her again!
Whether it would be successful or not, I would soon find out...
OOH, SO WILL HE DELIVER THE LETTER TO BELLA, OR WILL SOMETHING GET IN THE WAY?
And, I'm sorry for any Laurent lovers out there, apologies for killing him.
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