hello my wonderful amazing awesome spectacular readers! sorry i wasnt able to update last week. finals sucked XP i hate them.
so next week, my schedule for school is gonna be so screwed up. we had 6 snow days already and our limit is 5 so guess what? we have to make up that last damn snow day! i dont get why the school board makes the decision of not having school and we get punished for it. so now for about 2 weeks, we're going on block schedule with each day extended about an hour. sux!
oh! and guess what else?? my ex boyfriend wants me back now. he fuckin cheated on me, why the hell would i go back to him? here are his exact words. "allie baby, i want you back. the only reason i cheated on you was because she let me touch her huge tits. but I'm sorry!" excuse me for having some self respect!! jeez im only 15! why the hell would i let him touch me like that?! ugh! what a pig!
and i just wanted to give a shout out to aliceandjasper09! im soooo sorry i didnt get a chance to update on your birthday! happy belated birthday!! hopefully you'll forgive me *puppy dog eyes* this chapter is for you!
so i know you guys are all anxiously waiting to find out what happens to Gabby! we're getting closer!!
Alice POV
"A gang? A gang?! Forks is so small! How can it possibly have a gang?! What do they want with my Gabby?" I screeched at the police officers.
The older one scratched the back of his head. I recognized him as Bella's and Emmett's father, Charlie Swan. Wow, he looks the same. He stood there with his blue uniform with the letters FPD embroidered on the breast pocket. Same short brown hair, same caterpillar mustache.
"We don't know what they want with Gabby, Alice. We are guessing they kidnapped her for a ransom, but we don't know for sure." He replied.
My panic didn't go down, but my relief went up just a tiny bit. If it was for a ransom, she'd still be alive. I had to hold my breath to prevent another round of sobs coming out.
"How do we find her?" I asked.
Charlie raised his eyebrows. "You are not going to do anything, Alice. You are going to stay here in the hospital and while you recover, we will go search for Gabby."
I saw red. "Like hell I will! I will not just sit here while you guys go off and play Hero! I'm going to get my daughter back, whether you're with me or not!" I snapped.
I clenched my fist and slammed my hand down in frustration on the railing on the hospital bed. A sharp, agonizing pain shot up through my arm as I let out a scream of pain. I looked at my hand, just remembering that the hand I slammed down was my broken one in a cast.
"That hurt." I muttered to no one in particular.
I fixed my attention back on Charlie.
"So what now, Charlie?" I asked, coldly.
He stared at me for a few moments, screwing up his face in thought. If the situation wasn't so serious, I would have laughed. He always made that face when I slept over at Bella's when we asked him to do stupid stuff. I took this opportunity to squeeze Jasper's hand in my good one in reassurance. He locked gazes with mine. I showed him exactly was I was feeling in that moment.
I'm scared.
He always knew what I felt. Back when things weren't so complicated, we would have silent conversations. He squeezed my hand back as if saying We'll find her.
Charlie cleared his throat and I unwillingly tore my eyes away from Jasper to give Charlie my undivided attention.
"I think the best idea is to let us do our work while you re-cooperate. Then if you're feeling up to it, you can help."
I hung my head. That really wasn't what I wanted.
"Fine." I said, acidly. [please excuse the spelling error. i dont even think that it's a real word ^_^]
He gave one humph in acknowledgement and continued.
"The gang that we believe has taken your daughter is The Volturi. They are just a bunch of greedy bandits with no appreciation for life at all. I regret to say that they have killed before."
I winced at this piece of knowledge.
"But we will do everything in our power to bring her home safely."
With one final nod and humph, he exited the room followed by the two other officers.
I shook my head. There was no way I was going to just lay around while they try to rescue her.
"Alice."
I looked up at my father's voice.
"They are right. You need to concentrate on getting better."
I rolled my eyes. "Doctors don't keep patients in for just a broken wrist. I passed out, that's all. There's nothing to worry about concerning me." My tone displayed my annoyance.
That shut Carlisle up. I was right and he knew it.
Before anyone could say anything more, the door burst open and in walked in the last person I needed to deal with right now. Lauren. Still dressed like the pathetic slut she was, she pranced over to my Jasper's side and snatched his hand out of mine.
"Jazzy! I've been looking all over this damn hospital for you! The receptionists at the front desk are so stupid."
A raging surge of jealousy spread throughout my body as my heart monitor sped up.
"Lauren, we need to talk." Jasper said and with that, they left the room.
I couldn't look at anyone. I layed back down on the bed and turned onto my side so I was just looking out the window. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I didn't bother looking to see who it was.
"Alice, you should get some sleep. We'll talk when you wake up." My mother's soothing voice filled my ears.
I nodded and I heard the door open and close again after a few seconds, the light being turned out in the process. I just stared out the window, looking at the stars in the pitch black sky. I glanced over at a nearby clock. 3:15 am.
"Where are you Gabby?" I whispered as I let sleep take over me, my daughter's face haunting my dreams.
Gabby POV [wasn't expecting that, did you?????]
I heard ringing in my ears. A soft ringing, not too loud, but loud enough to cause a headache. I barely registered the fact that I could start to get feeling back into my fingers and toes. My head felt like lead as I tried to move it with no success. I heard muffled voices somewhere in the background. With all my energy, I managed to open my heavy eyes. As soon as I did, I gasped as pain shot up my body, generating from my leg.
I was laying on something hard. I slowly moved my fingers across what I was laying on. Cement. I was laying on the floor. As my fingers traveled along the surface, they touched something thick and wet. I lifted my fingers up towards my eyes. Blood. Blood covered my fingers. I tried to get up, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in my leg. As I moved, the pain intensified as I cried out in pain.
"You're awake." A gravely voice spoke.
I looked around the room as thorough as I could from my position on the floor. The room was dark, not pitch black. There was a solitary, flickering lamp in the corner where the person who spoke was. His face was hidden in the shadows.
Fear sparked within me as the man got up from his seat. It was then I realized that he wasn't alone. In the corner was another chair and in it was another man. Or boy it looked more like.
The man who spoke started slowly coming towards me. I let out a whimper.
"Please, don't hurt me." I whispered, hoping he'd oblige to my request.
The man just laughed. He had the kind of laugh that would be in a Disney movie, the laugh of the bad guy. My body started subtly shaking at his evil laugh.
"It looks to me that we already have." He sounded proud. "It won't be the last. If you cooperate with us, it won't be as bad."
I stared into his cold eyes, seeing no hint of remorse or regret. I still couldn't see his face, but his eyes shown through the darkness. He gave one last laugh and walked out the door on the other side of the room.
The boy in the chair started to get up as well. Instead of following the other man like I thought, he turned towards me and started walking. I whimpered once more and repeated myself.
"Please don't hurt me."
The boy came closer and sat beside my head. His face was in the dim light. He looked dirty, with smudges of gunk on his face. He had shaggy brunette hair with chocolate brown eyes and tan skin. In short, he was very good looking and only looked around 15 or so.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I would never hurt anyone." He sounded appalled that I would think such a thing of him.
I instantly regretted my words as I was captured by his piercing eyes. He was different then the rest of the men, I could tell. His eyes showed me that he has seen too much for anyone his age.
"I want my mom." I said, brokenly. A few tears leaked from my eyes.
Pain and regret flashed in the boy's eyes. He slowly and gently wiped my tears away with his thumbs.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Why am I here?" I said through clenched teeth, as the pain in my leg worsened.
"Money." He just stated.
Noticing my pain, his hand traveled down my body to my leg. He touched my wound as I yelped in pain.
"That hurt!" I almost screamed.
He reached inside of his jacket and pulled out a few items. Gauze, rubbing alcohol, a bottle of pills, water, and a towel. He first dampened the towel with some of the water and cleaned the skin around the gunshot wound in my leg.
"This is going to sting."
I bit my tongue, trying to prevent a scream as he dabbed it with the rubbing alcohol. I shut my eyes and clenched every part of my body as he cleaned my wound out. He wrapped that part of my leg up in the gauze. He opened the bottle of pills and took two out. He held out his palm with them in it and set the bottle of water down near my face.
"Take these. It'll make the pain bearable."
I did as he asked and popped the pills into my mouth then washed it down with the water. Luckily, I was a good pill swallower. [i'm definitely NOT a good pill swallower. random moment there]
When I was done, we just continued to stare at each other. The pill was working already. I felt a dull pain, but nothing else.
"What is your name?" I asked, unable to hold it in any longer. My curiousity is a strong thing.
He hesitated, as if debating where he should tell me his name. After a few moments, he gave in. "I'm Seth." [NOT the werewolf seth. i like the name so i put it in. just to clarify for you guys!]
I smiled, his name suited him.
"What's yours?" He asked.
"I'm Gabrielle. You can call me Gabby if you want."
He smiled a small smile as we engaged into an unintentional staring contest. My eyes started getting watery as the seconds ticked by. I blinked and giggled.
"You win."
He smiled at this. I liked his smile.
"How old are you?" Desperate for a little conversation.
He hesitated again. "I just turned 15." Ha! I was right!
I shook my head. "Why are you here then?"
"My uncle runs this gang." He spat the word gang out. "My parents died when I was only 7 years old. I was sent to live with him. I've been living this life ever since."
My heart sank at hearing this. "I'm sorry." I felt the need to say it. It's not fair to him. It's clear he hated this life.
He chuckled, though his heart wasn't into it. "Can I ask you something, Gabby?"
I nodded as he continued. "Are you scared?"
I had to fight hard not to yell duh! in his face. In all honesty, I was so scared, but not as scared with him around."
"Yes." I answered honestly. "But you are making it easier."
His eyes down casted as we fell into another silence. I took this moment to look at the ceiling, falling into deep thought.
Mommy, please save me was my last thought before sinking into a world plagued with nightmares.
yay! Gabby's alive!!!
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honestly, im not that happy with this chapter. but i needed to get this out. theres not that much action and all but this chapter is essential.
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