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A/n: Thank you people for my reviews and stuff, keep 'em coming. I hope your enjoying the story so far, I'll try my best to make this the best story you've ever read…well, fanfiction at least. This chapter will be short, I'm sure of it. Sorry me homies
Chapter Summary: Bella has her chance of leaving her imprisonment.
Quote of the Chapter: "When you find love, real love, you don't give it up without a hell of a fight."
Chapter Ten: Spark
I didn't know what I should do. My brain hurt, I felt dizzy- I didn't know why. It was simple, sneak downstairs and jump over the back gate. Even though I was uncoordinated this was a life or death situation, right?
About every scenario went through my head right now. What if I get caught? What if it was a trap? What if Philip didn't really care about my safety… I didn't want to think about that- he'd seem sincere to me, but I don't know if he was a good actor or not, all I know was a few hours ago he was loyal to his father.
Then there was Jacob, I needed to help him- but how could I even do that? He had those electric wire things around him. Would Jacob tell me to go without him? I tried not to think about what would happen if he stayed there any longer. Distant but clear in my mind I heard the sound of whips and howls of anger and pain; I shuttered. I had to help Jacob.
I paced around the bedroom, wondering if there was some way to get to the underground tunnel without anyone noticing. I'd figure there was some type of guards there, and I was horrible at sneaking as it was. But I knew I had to do something- he'd risk anything to save me, and I was sick of being the damsel in distress, I needed to take some action now.
I paced around the room some more for gods know how long, when I came to the conclusion that I needed to try. Any life without Jacob would be no life at all, and I needed him to get out of his 'prison cell'. I thought about waiting for Philip and have him help me bust Jacob out- but I quickly excluded that idea. He had done enough, and was in the middle of getting down to the truth about his brother- it was up to me.
I looked around the room. I had noticed in several action films that the hero could use anything around them as a weapon; and that brought me down quickly because when I looked I saw nothing I could use to defend myself, which deep down- to me- it showed that I wasn't really a hero.
I put my ear to the door, and listen hard for any sound of talking or movement. I listened as hard as I could, and I heard nothing- so carefully, I opened the door a bit, peeking out; still surprised it was unlocked and Philip would have let me free. I saw nothing, nor heard anyone so I opened it a bit more. I opened it a bit again, heard nothing. This went on until the door was wide open, about ten minutes later.
I looked left and right as if crossing a road, I saw no one, or heard anyone. I walked as quietly down the hall as I could. Half the time had no clue where I was going- the house usually led off in two directions, but finally after about five minutes of quick and quiet I found a small basement-like stair case leading off into the ground. I felt the cool air blow on my face- I took a deep breath, and then walked down the stairs.
I had no trouble finding my way in the dark; I simply retraced my steps; though I did hit a brick wall at some point. And then finally, after what seemed like forever- I saw the large bolted steel door. It looked a bit different, but I was sure this was the same one; I knew it was because it was almost sunrise.
Then I realized something, something that made me feel like an idiot- the door was electric and I had no key. I felt like screaming in frustration- I guess it wouldn't be that easy. I remembered the group of keys that Volker was holding when I first came to this place, and I was almost certain one of those could open this door.
I slide to the floor of the tunnel, angry and frustrated, depressed and horrified, scared and lonely. All I wanted was for Jacob to be by my side and hold me, but I guess that was too much to ask for.
Creek
Creek
Creek
I jumped up suddenly at the sound. I looked around in the darkness- there was nothing there, but an open steel door, that led into another pitch black room. I looked around again, stupidly- who had opened the door? I was about to not go in there- It could be a trap and I could be stuck in that hole forever- well at least till I died of starvation or went insane. But this was Jacob, and I had to be brave- I guess I was crazy in love.
I went inside the room, it was dark of course. And I walked down the hallway I had once before. Once again I saw the flickering light in the distance, and my heart soared. I ran towards the light, but then came to a screeching halt when I saw what stood before me. Tears ran down my face suddenly, I could barley noticing.
Jacob was asleep…I hoped. His arms and feet in the electric wires connected to the stone wall. His clothes were ripped to shreds like once before. Scars, that seemed healed, but never fully vanished, laid blood-stained along his arms and legs.
"J-Jake…"I whispered, I wished with all my heart and soul that he would answer back, that he would wake up and get us out of here and we could live happily ever after. But then I realized, that on this path I was heading- me falling deep in love with a werewolf- would only lead to ache and pain…like being in love with a vampire. If this was how life would be with Jacob- being kidnapped, him being tortured…then I didn't want to live anymore.
I slapped myself mentally- I was not going to quit! I went closer to him, saying over and over in my head 'werewolves can't die- they're immortal." there that word was again, immortal- as in he would live on, and I would soon die. Did immortal men just like me for some reason or something?
"Jacob." I said louder, nothing. I was starting to worry. Maybe Philip had been wrong, maybe werewolves weren't really immortal and could heal quickly- that would explain his brother…and hopefully not…Jacob.
I kneeled beside him, but not touching him, because of the fear of being electrocuted.
"Jacob…please wake up." I mumbled, I doubted he could hear me anyway. I closed my eyes and let a few tears drop. "I love you." I whispered, I sat next to him, just barley not touching him. If he was gone, I would die here too.
"I love you too." I heard a hoarse voice say. I thought my imagination was playing cruel tricks on me, but when I looked at Jacob- his eyes were open, but they had such a stone glass-like look to them, they barley looked like his. His face was pale, and lifeless. But his smile- his smile was the thing I remembered, and it was there, happy and frightened to see me there.
"Jacob- oh my gods- your-" I wanted to kiss him- I wanted to show him how much I missed and cared and loved him.
"Bella- why?" he asked, his voice was very faded. "Why are you here?" I was confused, did he not understand that I was trying to break him out.
"Philip…he- he let me go. I've come to get you out so we can go…" I said hurriedly, wondering how long it would take for them to discover I was not in my room.
"Bella- get out of here- now. I want you to go, please." he begged, tears ran down my face- I didn't understand.
"Jacob, I can get you out of here." I said, though I did not think so.
"Bella- there's no way to get out of here okay. This place is a fortress, it was designed centuries ago. Bella, I want you to get out- don't worry about Me." he said, I could tell he was trying hard to move his arms or legs.
"I'm not leaving without you." I said, stubbornly. He just stared at me, as if trying to read my mind. I stared back, trying to persuade him. "Jacob." I said finally after about two minutes of our staring contest, "I'm not leaving…" I made my mind. If Jacob wasn't going to trying and come out with me- then he was stuck with me in here.
At the corner of my eye I looked at him, his face was down.
"Bella- listen to me…I cannot put you in anymore danger. You have a chance to get out- I'm stuck here, do not throw your life away from me. They'll hurt you Bella don't you understand that! I love you Bella- and for that reason you need to get out of here right now before they find you!" he yelled, but he didn't sound angry, it just seemed like he was trying to get through to me.
We sat in silence for a second, I didn't want to listen to him, I wanted to be with him.
"I'm sorry…" I said. He looked at me,
"For what?" he asked softly. His voice was like an angel, and I knew I only had a few more minutes with him.
"For not being able to help you…" I said, gently. I looked at him, and he looked back- I saw a tear run down his face.
"I love you Bella…more than anything." he told me, tears ran down my face. I stood up,
"I love you too." I said. And without any planning, or thinking- which probably wouldn't have talked me out of it anyway; I leaned down and touched my lips to his- I was expecting for a high voltage shock to run through me, but all I felt was a small, spark. He kissed me back, holding his hands back from touching me. I knew kissing him would make me being separated from him harder- but I could leave without doing it. =
I deepened the kiss; the spark was actually becoming a bit comfortable. But then sooner than I wanted he pulled away. I stared at him questioningly,
"I don't want you to get hurt." he said, simply. I honestly didn't care if I was going to get electrocuted- I just wanted to kiss him again.
"I promise I'll find a way to help you." I said. "I'll get out of here and come back with your dad or Charlie or som-"
"I don't thinks that is an option buttercup." I jumped back from Jacob, and turned around- there stood the old fat guy, he was holding a whip. I looked at Jacob from the corner of my eye. I had no doubt that he could be an animal, because the angry and beastly look in his eye showed more than I needed to know.
A/n: Short chapter, I dunno why- but I'm sorry I'll make it up in the next chapter…I hope. But look at it this way, shorter the chapter sooner the update. Please review, Love ya'll. sorry about the grammar and spelling mistakes I'm pretty sure I made.