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Natalie's POV
How could I have been so stupid? There is nothing more frightening than losing all of your senses. No sense of smell, touch, taste and unable to see or hear anything. It's like an overwhelming darkness. Having your senses cut off, also gave you a lot of time to think, seeing as your thoughts are the only thing that works. I was scared beyond belief. I became even more scared once I realised who Alec was. Once I put together the name along with his power, I came up with Alec from the Volturi. And I, instead of just running, had had a freaking conversation with the guy. And now, now I had no idea what was happening. It was just darkness, darkness and more darkness. I remember Jasper telling me about the Volturi. He had mentioned Alec. I rememeber being scared by Alec's power, as Jasper explained it to me. To be able to shut someone down like that? I couldn't think of anything worse.
When my senses returned, I found myself alone in lying on a bed in a dark room. I looked over to the dim window, the only light in the room came from the full moon. It was night. Had the Cullen's realised that I was missing yet? I could hear someone moving in the room next to me. I assumed that it was Alec. I could smell something too. An all too familiar foul smell. Blood. Human blood. It was with shock that I realised the smell was coming from my clothes. I looked down to see a bloody handprint smeared on the bottom of my white shirt. It seemed Alec had gone hunting when I had been under his influence. I could already see it all in my mind. Him stalking his victim, blood already flowing from a wound in their neck. The victim clutching the bottom of my shirt, pleading, begging for help. And I had just stood there, doing nothing as Alec had ended their life, simply because I hadn't known what was going on. I trembled. I wanted to rip my shirt off and scrub at my skin. Rid myself of the overwhelming smell. The overwhelming smell of innocence.
I struggled to calm myself. This was not helping my situation. To be honest I didn't know what exactly my situation was. I thought back to what I did know. Alec was a vampire and not any vampire. He was a member of the Volturi. For some reason he was obsessed with me and had been spying on me. But I had never met Alec before. He had certainly not seen me when he had previously been in Forks with the rest of the Volturi. I had been in next state over, thanks to Jasper's actions. So he had to have had another reason for being in Forks. I wondered what it was. Renesme of course. For the first time of my capture, I was grateful for it. If Alec was here with me, he wasn't anywhere near Nessie. The Volturi must have sent him. It was the only thing that made sense. Alec had been sent to spy on us. I always thought the Volturi would be back eventually. They didn't seem to be the kind of people who would just let us have one over them. I wandered how long Alec had been watching us.
My head snapped back up, when I heard footsteps approach the door. I trembled but I stopped myself before the door opened. I couldn't let him see that I was scared. I wasn't too worried about him knowing that I was scared, but more scared that he would try to comfort me. I had already realised that his desire for me, wasn't exactly healthy. For either of us. It was a consuming obsession. Alec entered the room a small smile played on his face. In his hand he carried a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"I thought you could use a change of clothes" he explained. He placed the pile of clothes on the end of the bed.
"The bathroom is just through the door on the left. I'll wait in the hall for you. We have a lot to talk about" Alec said and without another word he left the room, closing the door behind him. I could hear him settling down on the ground just to the side of my door. So he really was going to wait for me. I wanted to refuse his gesture of new clothes, just to spite him. I wanted to remain in my old clothes, my warm, comfortable clothes that smelled of home. However, the smell of blood was overpowering. I had to get rid of them. I passed through the door that Alec had indicated and entered the en-suite bathroom. I removed my blood-stained clothes and placed them in the corner of the room and entered the shower. The warm water run down my shoulders and washed the blood away. I took my time, not really wanting to face Alec again. I knew trying to escape would be useless, as soon as I started to run, he would shut my senses down. Then again if I didn't try to escape the creep might actually think I liked him. I rested my forehead against the wall. Was Jasper missing me? I had only just had that thought when I looked down to my finger and realised my wedding ring was missing. I felt a sadness overwhelming me. Alec had removed any sign that I belonged with anybody else but him. At least I still had my necklace, Alec obviously hadn't worked out the importance of it yet. I exited the shower, dried and dressed myself in the new clothes Alec had provided me with. I picked up my necklace and went to clasp it on, when I paused, my hands hovering about my neck. Changing my mind, I slipped the necklace into the pocket of my jeans. If I continued to wear it, Alec might become curious. He would only have to look at the back of the pendant, see the inscription, to know it's importance to me. I couldn't afford to lose the only bit of Jasper I had left. It's curious to think how much a simple necklace can affect you. I could feel the weight of it in my pocket and it comforted me. It made me feel as if I was saying to Alec, that by keeping my necklace that I already belonged to somebody else. I would never be his.
Alec opened the bedroom door to see me. He obviously hadn't trusted that I would have gone to meet him after my shower. He smiled at me. I didn't smile back.
"Much better" he said, looking at me appreciatively. I might look better, but I certainly didn't feel better. In fact I was feeling much worse. His eyes were bright and it only served to remind me of the hunting trip he must of taken when I was out of it. Mainly to distract myself from the memory of the blood on my shirt. I asked him a question.
"Why were you watching the Cullen's originally, before you began stalking me" I asked. I swear Alec's smile widened at the word 'stalking'.
"Renesme of course. The Volturi sent me along with Chelsea. But then I found something much more interesting to watch" he said. He made to approach, motioning as if he was about to stroke my hair. I took a step backwards. The last part of his sentence would have frightened me, if I wasn't so busy concentrating on one previous word he had said.
"Chelsea?" I questioned. Was she still there watching the Cullens? Was Nessie safe with her around?
"I expect she'll be gone now. She'll no longer have me to hide her from the Cullens with my power" he said. I felt relief flood me at this. In a way I kind of felt sorry for Chelsea. Afterall, she was the one who now had to go back to Volturi and tell them that Alec had kidnapped me and run away. There was a reason the phrase, 'Don't shoot the messenger' was created.
Chelsea, that name was familiar too. What had Jasper told me before about her? For some reason it was insanely important that I remembered what her power was. It was something to do with relationships. She had the abilty to..... I suddenly remembered with a sinking feeling. She had the ability to pull relationships apart. Suddenly I didn't feel so sorry for Chelsea anymore. I looked at Alec, not letting my feelings show.
"So how long have you had Chelsea pulling at the strings of mine and Jasper's relationship?" I asked cooly, my tone at complete contrasts with the utter turmoil I felt inside. I was angry at Alec for what he had done. I felt guilty about all the mean thoughts I had ever had about Jasper, now that I knew the way he had been acting, the way we had both acting, was only down to Chelsea's power. I also felt happiness because I now truly knew that Jasper loved me and cared for me as much he ever had. Alec looked stunned that I had figured it out. It was the first time I had saw him lost for words. He recovered quickly though.
"It was what was best for you" he stated bluntly, but the darkness in his eyes betrayed the coolness in his voice.
I place my hands on the back of the wooden chair infront of me and squeezed as my anger surfaced.
"You have any idea what you put me through? What you put Jasper through?" I said. The back of chair suddenly gave way under the pressure I was applying to it, leaving my hands covered in sawdust. I wished my hands had been around Alec's neck instead.
"What do I care for Jasper!" he muttered. Suddenly he grabbed me and dragged me to the bedroom I had originally been in. He flung me in. Apparently he was not happy about the turn the conversation had taken. I would have fought against him, but the sudden fire that had erupted in his eyes petrified me. The door slammed shut, locking me in. I could hear Alec walking away. In one final moment of defiance I screamed at the door:
"I love Jasper and there's nothing you can do to change that!"
I leaned against the wall and thought of Jasper then. Of Jasper and the Cullens. Would they be able to rescue me? How would they know where I was? How would they get round Alec's power? A thought crossed my mind then. What if they didn't know I was taken? What if they thought if I had ran away? With that thought I somehow knew, that would be what they thought. All the signs would've pointed to it. I had been pulling away from the group. The argument with Rosalie wouldn't have helped. And if they had searched for me? All they would have found would have been my trail, miles outside my own hunting area and my wedding ring lying on the forest floor. No rescue was coming for me. Alec had got what he had wanted. I would be his, for all eternity.
Suddenly feeling weighed down by the hopelessness of the situation, I slid my back down the wall, pulling my knees to my chest as I sat down on the floor. I rested my head on my knees and with that movement began to sob.
