The soft caress of his fingertips running up and down my back dulled the pain. I have been sobbing in his lap for an hour, no doubt looking horribly pathetic.
"I have to go." My voice was hoarse from the many hiccups. Downstairs, I could make up the rustling of a broom as Esme sweep and a football game score being shouted. Faint clicks indicated a chess game, probably Edward and Alice. Jasper had gone out as soon as I had arrived, sensing my mood.
He completely disregarded my statement. "Have some water." A cup that apparently materialized out of nowhere meet my lips. Despite the fact that I was already shaking my head, Carlisle tipped the edge into my mouth. "Esme brought it up." He answered the unspoken question as cold liquid run down my throat. When he lifted it away, I gasped for breath, resulting in another hiccup as I jumped off his lap in embarrassment.
"Here," reaching in the purse that Carlisle set on his desk, I handed him the envelope. "All the travel is arranged and paid for and this necklace," I said as I took off the lavaliere, "is for Renesmee."
He took the necklace from my outstretched hand, looking at my face the entire time. I could feel my eye twitch. Curse human tendencies.
"You can use my room for now," he murmured soothingly, watching carefully as I gathered up my purse, getting ready to run out the door at the most opportune moment.
"No, that's fine. I'll just stay at a hotel or something." I took a small step back.
"We can't have our guests staying in hotels," a quiet smile spread on his face, "or we would look like monsters. Come. Me and Esme hardly use the room as it is."
"Uh, no. I couldn't. It's your private littleā¦" I trailed off as I turn the doorknob behind me and dashed out the door. A bear like laugh was heard before I heard Emmett rush from the living room to stop me. I growled out of anger. Why wouldn't they let me leave? Grabbing the metal rod that I always keep well hidden on my person (it's from Caius actually) I let it extend and crash against his stomach. A loud groan escaped his lips before a blonde blur charged at me from my right. I hit her behind the knees and sent her skull smashing into the marble floor. Heading for the door, I was enveloped by Carlisle again and lifted off the group. I hissed in frustration, kicking his shins.
"Relax Catherine." Without any hesitation, he throw me over his shoulder, ignoring my screaming and punches into his back, and carried me to his room. He left without a word, locking the door behind, knowing I could knock the whole thing down.
Seeing as there was nothing else to do, I reached into my purse, pulling out the giant package at the very bottom. There were three dresses, each far from my taste. But it was the red satin dress that caught my eye. Similar to the robes that the masters wore, it had a chain belt with the Volturi crest at the end of the v-neck, exposing too much cleavage. I stared at the crest in silence. It felt as if Aro was making his territory, marking me as his and no one else's. Either way, I thought, recalling of how quickly Carlisle had hauled me away, I would never be free. Ever.
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