Bedlam
Chapter ten
Burning here, in the room
Feeling that the walls are moving closer
Silent scene the dark takes me
Leads me to the ending of another day
I'm haunted
Tell me who you are. I am spellbound
You cannot have this control on me
Everywhere I go I am spellbound
I will break the spell you put on me
- Spellbound by Lacuna Coil
The whimpers rebounded through all the walls.
She was scared – no she was terrified.
Alice had led the young girl down the hall into the spare room, away from all the curious gazes her family was firing at the poor thing.
Because Alice knew what it felt like to not know anything about her past life – to wake up, and not know who or what you was.
But for Bella it had been blown up ten times the amount.
"That's a bed, and through there is the shower and here is a dressing table…" Alice pointed to each of the objects as Bella looked around hesitantly.
Alice stopped rambling mid sentence and took the chance to fully look at the young vampire.
She was a mess, hair tangled, clothes bloodied and torn, hands and feet dirty with grime, eyes a fiery orange…all the signs of a nomad.
"Would you like to sit down for a bit?" Alice asked in a soft tone.
Bella had moved to the centre of the room unconsciously, lost in thought, and was startled when Alice's voice penetrated through it.
She whirled round, her face scared, before calming herself down telling herself she wasn't in any danger…yet.
Alice cringed at causing Bella to panic, she would have to be more careful if it meant not spooking the creature.
Alice pointed at the bed, "Rest? Do you want to rest?"
Bella's brow furrowed as she looked to what Alice was pointing at – and then back to her.
Alice sighed softly and moved forwards towards the bed, when she had reached it she motioned sitting down and pointed to Bella.
"I'll leave you to it…" Alice murmured as Bella nodded slowly.
She shouldn't have left Bella alone, because as soon as she had…the creature had crumbled.
Today events had seemed to have taken their toll on the creature and now they all had to listen to her misery.
"I didn't think she'd feel this distraught," Jasper groaned as he fell back onto the love seat in the living room.
Alice laid a comforting hand on his forearm as she sat down next to him.
"None of us could have predicted Bella's arrival," she soothed.
The whole Cullen family had gathered in the room, finding it better to be in one spot in case Bella wanted to find any of them.
An uncomfortable silence fell on the room as they all shifted slightly, wincing as another whimper echoed through.
"Maybe one of us should go up and check on her…" Esme fretted, glancing up to the ceiling and then to the stair case.
Carlisle shook his head, "No, its best to leave her for a while. She just needs to adjust."
Jasper groaned again, rubbing at his eyes. "If she keeps this up for much longer, even I'm going to be crying."
Edward chuckled slightly, shaking his head at his adoptive brother. Always the drama queen.
Emmett sat on the sofa next to an impatient Rosalie. Suprising to the rest of the family, not one of them had made a comment so far.
None of Emmett's cracks.
No comments from Rosalie.
Just Esme's worry.
Carlisle's patience.
Alice's understanding.
Jasper's discomfort.
Edward's confusion.
Confusion seeing as he couldn't read the creatures mind, he had played it off as the language barrier in the end.
Seeing as she had no native tongue, she couldn't have any coherent thoughts right?
But also confusion as to why Emmett and Rosalie were so quiet. It was so…abnormal to him.
It was the early hours of the morning in which Bella finally quietened in her room.
But suddenly….silence seemed so much more worse than her cries.
Because now, they had no idea what she was doing, how she was feeling, what she was thinking.
"Has any one had any further thoughts on what happened to Jasper and Bella earlier?" Carlisle asked the group.
Each shook their head slightly, scared to make any loud sounds or movements to scare Bella.
Carlisle turned to Edward. "Any thoughts yet?"
"None."
"Jasper…you can feel her though?"
Jasper scoffed slightly, wincing, "You could say that."
Carlisle frowned and turned back to his book which was balanced in his lap.
Most of the family had taken various seats around the living room, with only Edward standing at the large window which overlooked the back garden and the forest.
The sun was just breaking over the horizon, sending rays of sunshine in all directions.
One crossed Edward's lower jaw, he flexed it slightly, catching the glinting of it in his reflection.
"Do you think the werewolves will get involved?" Rosalie suddenly asked.
Everyone sat straighter as Edward whirled round.
"I suppose it's a possibility," Carlisle nodded.
"We need to take precautions then," Jasper commented. "Hunting in only twos or threes, maybe even group expeditions. And we all have to be back to the house before midnight, cell phones on us at all times."
Military Jasper had come out to play.
Everyone murmured in agreement.
Edward scowled at the floor, werewolves, the disguisting revolting creatures made him want to hurl.
That stink that consumed everything they went near – that took at least five days to fade away.
It drove him mad.
At least he didn't encounter them very often, only two or three times a year at the most.
But maybe that was going to change now they had found the nomad.
Frustrated with his thoughts, Edward moved swiftly out of the room, and took the stairs – two at a time – to get to the spare room.
What are you doing? Alice's thoughts floated up to him.
Edward ignored his sisters questions and knocked lightly on the wooden door.
There was a small sound from behind it, like a muted grunt.
He twisted the door knob and opened it slowly.
Everything had to be slow and steady now…slow and steady…nothing could be scared by slow movements.
Edward slid into the room and shut the door behind him, when he looked up he saw Bella sitting in the alcove by the window, curled into a ball.
He didn't know what to say, he didn't even know why he was in the room.
But the overwhelming urge to comfort this creature startled him.
He noticed she was trembling as she bit her lip, her pearly teeth pushing against the rosey flesh.
"Hello," he said softly.
Bella's head snapped up at the sound of the voice and she let out a little shriek while scrambling backwards.
Edward's eyes widened and he took two steps forward holding up his arms, "I'm not going to hurt you, I swear."
Bella started shaking her head violently, her whole body convulsing now.
Flustered, Edward moved forwards and captured Bella in his arms, holding her arms to her sides, to try and stop the shaking.
As Edward touched her though, Bella became still as a rock.
He looked at her, bewildered at her reactions.
But as he looked at her face, he saw a lost child – she had frozen, completely.
At this moment, Edward realised this was the first time she had been touched without feeling like she was being attacked…
Because first it was with Alice and Jasper in the fight…and then with himself when he had grabbed her ankle and carried her back…
…but this was almost intimate.
Edward's hands felt like they were on fire, he snapped them away and jumped back a bit.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me…" he rushed out as Bella blinked unseeingly at him.
"A-are you alright?" he asked.
What was happening to him?
Bella blinked again, her eyes scanning his face before her brow puckered a bit and she turned back to the window.
I have a real urge to brush Bella's hair…Alice's thoughts floated from the hall this time.
Edward chuckled in relief – relief that he was able to leave Bella in more capable hands now.
Alice entered the room, her eyes flicking from Bella to Edward and back again.
"Bella? Come with me…" Alice held out her hand and beckoned Bella.
It surprised Edward that Bella felt so at ease with Alice at the moment…well, not totally…but she was the only one who listened to Alice properly.
Bella looked scared as she stood up and brushed past Edward to go to Alice's side.
The two females frowned at Edward before exiting and making their way to Alice's room.
Edward's hands curled into fists and he patted them against his thighs. He felt like a fool…worse than a fool…a total and utter moron.
Thinking that he could talk to Bella when she obviously had no communication skills with anyone and that he could somehow help her was totally naïve on his part.
He sighed and looked at the seat Bella had vacated.
There was a long journey ahead of him if he wanted to even think of helping Bella…and God was he in for a rough one.
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