Without a Sound Chapter 9

"What do you think will devastate Paul more? Us sucking her dry, or me turning her so he'd have to kill her himself?"

Laurant licked his lips and just stared at me like I was something to eat. "We should have a taste," he said taking a step toward me. The woman grabbed him by the shoulder.

"No! We've got to wait till he wakes up!"

"Paul!" she yelled trying to wake him. "Jesus Christ Laurant! How much did you give him?" she asked. God, they drugged him? Why would they go so far as to drug him? The woman slapped Paul across the face really hard. "WAKE UP!" He stirred a little and flinched when he saw that she was so close.

"Get the fuck away from me you reeking bitch!" he spat at her. He looked around a bit dazed and confused but then he spotted me tied to this chair. He snapped his head to look at her. "Let her go!" he growled at her.

"What are you gonna do about it wolf-boy? You can't phase." She giggled, mocking him.

"What the fuck are you talking about, I can't phase?"

"We've drugged you stupid." Laurant said.

"Laurnant, shut the fuck up! We've got what we want and what we need. But now the question is what to do with them…" She said.

"Victoria you're being stupid and revenge driven! I say we eat the girl and kill the dog."

"Revenge driven?" Paul asked from on the floor.

"You and your pack of pups killed James, my mate last week. So now you're gonna pay. Pay with either your love or your life," she said. Then she got a malicious gleam in her eye. "Maybe even both!"

"You crazy fucking bitch! We haven't killed any vampires in over a year"

She slapped him hard across the face. "WHAT?" she screamed.

Paul shook really hard. If he could phase he would have exploded into a giant angry ball of fur by now. He glared at her. Like, I mean if looks could kill she'd be a smoking pile of ash. In an instant she was standing in front of me. "Bella, it really sucks for you." I gave her a puzzled look. "We're not gonna turn you after all. I think I'm gonna bleed you dry right here, right now."

"Don't you mean 'we'?" Laurant asked.

Victoria glowered at him. "NO!" she screeched. "SHE'S MINE! Go away if you can't handle this!" Laurant was gone in less that a second, I think.

With one last fleeting look towards Paul, she ripped my shirt, exposing my neck and shoved my head to one side.

I spent my last moments staring back into the love and hurt and anger in Paul's eyes. I mouthed 'I love you' to him with tears in my eyes, and that was the last thing I did.

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Paul POV

Thank god I phased when I did. That leech would have killed her. I don't know how I did it because I had been trying ever since I woke up and saw Bella like that. They were careful not to beat her so hard she bled, but they beat her enough. Those fuckers.

The only thing now, was that I didn't know where we were and I didn't know where the nearest hospital was.

I heard a wolf and I thought it was Sam but I wasn't sure. I tried to phase but I was too weak. "HELP!" I screamed as loud as I could. I walked toward where I heard to sound with an unconscious Bella in my arms.

Sam came running through the woods to find me because I just kept yelling. I couldn't do anything else. Sam, Jacob, and Quil came running up. But by then I was so weak I could hardly stand. My legs gave out and I collapsed.

I fell unconscious.

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Bella POV

I opened my eyes to the most blinding light. God, I had the worst headache. And my body hurt. I sat up and noticed a beeping. It was constant and incessant.

Oh fuck. I was in a hospital? I thought I was dead.

"Bella?" I heard. "Bella! Oh my god, you're awake!" Some over excited person exclaimed. I blinked against the light so that I could see and took in my surroundings. I was definitely in a hospital.

White walls, blue-ish sheets, slidey curtain thingy across the window, TV nailed to the wall. Yep, no doubt about it, I was in a hospital.

Jacob was sitting in a chair beside my bed. His face lit up. "You're awake!" He was so excited. "We didn't think you'd wake up so soon!" I gave him a questioning look. "You've been out for two weeks."

What did he just fucking say?

"Do you want me to get Paul? He'll be so excited. Sam made him go on patrol like three hours ago. I mean, he's been in this room since he recovered himself. He's been by your bedside for almost two weeks."

So? What did you think? Yes I know, "It's so EFFING short Michelle! Don't be a bitch, write more you asshole!" Those were the exact words of my friend B. I'm sorry but this is all I could write and I want updates to be quicker especially since I probably won't update till after holiday break. So…. yeah.