AN: Sigh. . . I have no excuse.
Sorry Mikalanne! You'll find out why soon enough. . .
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns all things Twilight. I may occasionally mention some other name brand and, chances are, I don't own that either. I own the plot though. :)
-SammiHammi
"I see." Began Dr. Fischer as Olivia finished. "I suppose, I'm going to have to go at this in a different direction. . ."
"Different direction?" I asked, slightly frightened.
"Yes, it would appear that your case is far more severe than I originally believed, and my views were pretty severe, I can only think of one thing that could help you know."
"And what's that?" I croaked.
"Electroconvulsive therapy, or as you know it by, shock treatment."
The only thing I could comprehend was the small gasp that left my parted lips as the world went black.
The Pain: The Calm Before the Storm
~Monday, March 15th, 2012~
I was completely enclosed in the ever growing pool of darkness known as nothingness.
I could hear muffled shouts being yelled as I lay, but unfortunately, despite the volume, I couldn't decipher them.
Fighting with the infinite weight that was on my closed eyelids, I opened my eyes, revealing a world of light. I quickly closed them, only to have them reopen, albeit more slowly, but open them I did.
Strange enough, I was alone in this room. I turned my head to get a good view of my surroundings and saw that there was nobody in sight.
Even more strange, I awoke in my room. Not the one in the basement, or the padded cell, but the one that I was given when I first got here.
Slowly, I walked towards the door and looked out of the small window that was provided on the top of the door. Surpassing all of the strangeness that I have witnessed this past minute, there wasn't anybody in the hall.
At all hours of the day, people are rushing through the halls or guarding doors. Specifically my door.
I'm so confused. . . I thought while running a hand through my hair.
As I turned around an alarm began to blare. Thinking that I was the cause, I quickly got down into the fetal position and covered my ears, waiting for the men in white to take me away.
But no one came, instead, I heard crackling coming from the loud speaker.
"EVACUATION! Please, everyone must leave in an orderly fashion. There's a possibility of a lethal gas leak in one of the lower levels, please, staff make sure to check every room before evacuating. Thank you."
When I looked out of the window this time I saw a mass of bodies rushing through the halls tried opening the door, but the handle wouldn't budge.
Shit.
I have no idea what kind of gas was let loose in the building, but judging from the faces of nurses and doctors rushing through the halls, I knew I didn't want to be in here when it spread to this room.
My fists began pounding on the metal door.
"Hey! Somebody let me out! Please! Unlock the door!"
The bodies didn't sway, or even look in my direction. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw a female nurse trip on something, most likely a foot, and fall to the ground. Somebody must of stepped on her, because her mouth opened and she let out a scream.
But nobody stopped. More and more people were tripping as the number bodies on the ground grew, but nobody stopped to help them, or even attempt to not to step on them.
Dear Lord, what were these people running from?
The crowd of people thinned out exceptionally so, leaving only a few people dashing through the hall and the ones that had fallen. I gasped as I took in the scene.
Blood. There was so much blood. The woman who fell first was now a heap on the ground. Even from where I stood, I could see that several bones were broken. But, that wasn't what made me gasp.
A man, directly to her right, was laying unconscious on the ground. His right shin was bent upward to the point where I just couldn't look anymore.
Tears ran down my face. How could people be so. . . so. . . bad? How could anyone just leave these people there? Why didn't they help?
I crouched down onto the ground and lifted my bent my head down. From this position I could see something shining under my bed.
Cautiously crawling over, I slid my hand under the bed and felt some sort of cotton fabric. Dragging the article out, I couldn't believe my eyes.
In my hands was a nurses outfit, and a note. It read:
Don't say I never gave you anything.
- V
P.S. There's a car waiting for you at the gate, get soon or you'll regret it. And don't even think about trying to run away. I not only can easily track you down, but I also know where your little boyfriend's hiding. I've got eyes and ears all over this God damn world.
My hands trembled as I dropped the outfit like it was on fire. The only thing that was stopping me from running to the door and start pounding again was what I saw in the pocket.
It was a key card.
Saint Finch's Mental Hospital for Girls
Mikalanne B. Mathews
Position - Intern
Date of Issue - 6/14/11
Date of Expiration - 9/15/2013
Beside all of this information was a picture of a smiling girl who looked identical to me.
The same girl who had helped my when Victoria first came for me in my "dream".
A girl who is most likely dead right now.
I shuddered, but otherwise kept myself unwavering as I stripped my scrubs. I wasn't sure if there was going to be some sort of crowd outside or not, but I changed into the nurse's uniform just in case. The fact that I was wearing a dead girl's clothes right now, hasn't gotten to me yet and I wasn't going to rush the process.
Inside of the shirt pocket were several pins and a rubber band. I quickly put my greasy hair up into a messy bun and walked over to the door. Slowly, I pushed the card into the lock and watched in awe as the light turned from red, to green. Allowing me access.
I turned the handle and crossed the threshold. On the other side, all I could here was moaning and cries of help.
I sobbed.
"I'm so sorry!" I yelled as I rushed out of the hall. I couldn't stop, Victoria couldn't be kept waiting.
I had no idea what she had in store for me, and quite frankly, I didn't want to find out, but I had to. She knew where he was. I couldn't risk him. Never.
As I ran down the stairs, not trusting the elevator, I thought about what she's told me since I've gotten here.
In the beginning, she wanted to take her revenge out on me, but I convinced her that it wouldn't do much as I'm not worth shit in his world.
I gasped and my steps faltered, sending me spiraling down the last few steps.
I'm a monster. I've convinced her that she should leave me alone, and instead go for. . . for. . . Edward.
I sobbed again, standing up and walking out into the lobby with blurry vision.
Maybe I could convince her otherwise? Yes. That would have to do. I need to convince her to kill me and leave them alone.
I hadn't even noticed that I had walked out of the entrance until the bitter cold assaulted me. I began shivering instantly as I was clad only in thin cotton scrubs. I could feel the tears on my face slowly crystallizing.
As I walked out a group of official looking people walked up to me. I could tell by just looking at them that they didn't work at the hospital, they were probably called in because of the leak or something.
"Ma'am! Excuse me, Ms.?" One of them spoke as I tried to walk passed them, I turned around and was faced with the group. "Do you have an I.D. present?" I fumbled in my pockets and passed them the I.D. So, she knew I'd need to show them my identification. . .
"Okay, you're all clear except you need to get a few tests done."
"That's okay, I'm fine." I squeaked.
"Sorry Ms. It's protocol."
"Well how long's it going to take?"
"Only a few hours."
"A few hours! I can't wait the long. I have somebody waiting for me."
"Sorry." One of the men took me by the arm and led me to an ambulance despite my arguing. But, as soon as he was about to put me in, Ms. Sharon came up to him.
"Excuse me, sir?" She asked, distracting him. He let go of my arm as she prattled on about something.
Just as I was about to make a run for it, something in her eyes made me make a double take. Her eyes were turquoise. The same shade that Tony and Dr. Xavier had. . .
Sharon shooed me away with her eyes and I quickly obeyed. Ducking into the trees I ran as fast as I could.
As I sprinted I wondered why Ms. Sharon didn't stop me or ask me why I was wearing what I was. But, I wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth so I kept running.
Ice wasn't meant to be run on, so I inevitably tripped several times.
When I couldn't hear the ruckus and all of the commotion that was going on anymore, I gave my burning lungs a break and began walking.
Although, just as I did so, I got the feeling that someone what watching me. Slowing down to a stop, I waited.
Sighing, I yelled; "It would be much easier for the both of us if you would come out of the bushes now, saving me all of the exhaustion that comes with running a half marathon!"
I heard a throaty laugh, along with a high pitched bubbly one as two figures came out of the shadows. "It's not even close to half marathon, baby." Said a male.
"Yeah, and you weren't even running the whole way you lazy sack of shit. I told you to hurry!" And that would be Victoria, but who was the male?
He was handsome, then again he was a vampire so that wasn't saying much, but he adorned a head flat blonde hair that reached the bottom of his ears and a pair of blood red eyes. He was wearing an impish grin that showed off his prominent dimples with a cleft chin to match.
Overall he looked to be a child, but his stature proved that he obviously wasn't. I'd guess that he was about nineteen.
"Hello slut, what took you so long?" Said Victoria.
"I don't know if you've noticed, but there's been a gas leak in the building and I was trapped inside." I don't know where this confidence was coming from, but I wasn't going to complain.
She smiled. "Yes, and your welcome by the way." I rose and eyebrow. "Without me, you'd still be trapped in that fuckwhole they call an asylum." I scowled at her word use, it was a hospital, not an asylum. "I had Kevin over here run in and tell everybody that he accidentally punctured one of the vents. Apparently the one he pointed to was pretty toxic, because everyone ran out of there like a bat out of Hell." She chuckled.
"Well, I'm here now, so what do you want?" I asked.
She smiled brightly. "You see, Bella, we have something in common. We both despise the Cullen Clan. And - " I opened my mouth to object but she spoke over me. "Now, now my sweet, there's no need to say anything more. We'll get them. I promise."
"NO!" I cried. "You will not so much as ever see them again let alone touch the Cullens!" Sobbing, I dropped down onto my knees. "Please, take me instead. I'm the reason why James is dead, I practically killed him."
Her eyes morphed from glee to a blaze instantaneously. "How dare you say his name you bitch!"
"I killed James! I killed James! I did it! He's ash, scattered across the globe, because of me!" She was shaking as she stomped over to me, scaring away all wildlife in the vicinity.
I closed my eyes. This was going to hurt, I knew it would. She was going to make me pay for killing her mate, it was only fair. I wasn't going to fight it either. I knew that if she killed... him, she would wish that she was never born, I knew this for a fact.
But as I stood in the middle of an open field with both eyes closed with two vampires, I did not hear the rage I expected. No, I didn't hear shrieks of anger, or any insults thrown my way.
Instead I heard laughter.
"You silly cow, that medication is really messing with your mind." She walked closer, running her fingers through my hair roughly. "But don't fret, I have the perfect antidote for that."
"N-no. I killed James. I killed him. Not Edward. No, no, no, n-not Ed-Edward."
She smiled. "No you didn't." She whispered. "But you helped, and for that, you'll pay forever."
And with that, she sunk her venom coated teeth into my jugular.
AN: Don't worry my lovlies. It'll all work out in the end! And most of your questions will be answered too.
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