Disclaimer- I take no credit for any characters. I do not own anything. This story is just for fun.
Authors Note: Ok so this one is kind of long but I think you guys will like it. Please enjoy
Chapter 14
"I'm not a stranger, No I am yours
With crippled anger, And tears that still drip sore
A fragile frame aged, with misery
And when our eyes meet, I know you see"
Cut-Plumb
"Renesmee, Renesmee please wake up." Someone sobbed. "Please, oh god, I don't want to be alone, you have to wake up. You have to help me" My eyes fluttered open, but I couldn't see anything. Reality came crashing down hard. I was still trapped here, still hurt.
"It's ok Nicholas, I'm ok" I told him. God my voice sounded weak. "How long did I sleep for" I asked him.
"For a long time, I kept trying to wake you up. I was so sure you were dead" he said. I reached down to my side and touched just under my rips. I couldn't help put cry out from the pain. My shirt was damp from my warm blood. I was still bleeding, but much less than before.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?" Nicholas asked me, panicked.
"I'm hurt, but I will be ok." I told him, but he was on the verge of hysterics.
"Listen to me Nicholas" I said firmly, waiting for him to calm down. "Are you chained too?" I asked him.
"I-I-I think s-soo" his voice trembled.
"Ok, were going to play a little game. I want to see how far our chains reach, if we can reach each other." I told him but I didn't hear him reply.
"Nicholas? Nicholas are you nodding, you know I can't see you"
"Sorry, I'm here" he finally said.
"Ok good. Do you know how to play Marco Polo?" I asked.
"Y-y-yes…"
"Good, now listen to me. I'm going to say Marco, you answer Polo, and we are going to crawl towards each other's voices. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand" he said, sudden braveness washing over his voice.
"Marco" I said into the darkness, pulling myself up on my hands and knees. I heard his chains rattle as he pulled himself up.
"Polo" he answered and I crawled towards his voice.
"Marco" I said, my heart beat quickening, panic pulling at the edges of my mine.
"Polo" he said, sounding close. I heard the sounds of our chains pulling at the concrete floor.
"Marco, Marco!" I said, desperate to reach him, terrified that at any moment that chain would tense.
"Po—" was all he got out before our bodies crashed into each other. We pulled each other in, desperately embracing and clawing at each other's bodies. Nicholas sobbed frantically against me.
"Oh god, you're so cold Renesmee" he said in-between sobs.
"Its fine, were fine now" I told him. I was about to comfort him more when I heard noises above my head. Like someone was walking on the floor above us. Then I saw the line of light that Nicholas described right before a door opened, spilling warm yellow light onto the stairs. A dark figure of a man stepped in, closing the door behind him without turning on a light. I stayed silent, tightening my arms around Nicholas.
The man's boots thumped slowly down the stairs. Each step he took seems to take hours. I heard his boots make contact with the cement floor and Nicholas screamed. His foots steps quickened, going behind me. I heard him pick up the chains I was connected too, and with one sharp pull I was ripped out of Nicholas's arms. I flew backwards and landed hard on my back. And then the man was on top of me. His smell something I did not recognize. Not like a human, or a vampire, or the pack. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he buried his face in my hair, sniffing me.
"What are you?" the man asked. His voice so deep and low, terrifying. His body hovered above me, pinning me underneath his weight. I struggled against him. Usually a normal human male is no match for me. I don't know if his strength was because I was so weakened from my injury or if he is something different, something stronger from a normal man. His hands pinned my wrists, his face running up and down my neck. I fought harder. I thrashed my limps, flailing against him, trying to knock him off of me. He fought to keep me still, our strength seemed matched now. I felt his fist come down hard against my face, the contact stung but my adrenaline kept pumping. I thrashed and jerked, kicking and biting at him, but he kept hitting me. Delivering blows with more and more force. I jerked my head upward with as much force as I could, smashing it into the man's head. He hollered in pain and started to roll off of me. I scrambled away from him. With a burst of adrenaline I snapped the chains off of me and crawled to Nicholas, who was screaming. I gathered him up, snapping his chains and pulling him to his feet.
"We have to go!" I yelled at him "Get up we have to go know" I heard the man moaning in the darkness as I stumbled around trying to find ths stairs. My legs finally bashed into the first step and I pulled Nicholas and myself upward. The man in the darkness began screaming, I could tell he was getting to his feet.
At the top of the steps I threw open the door, crashing through into the light. We weren't in a house like I thought. It was an old barn. Filled his decaying straw and dusty empty stalls. We burst through the barn doors into the day light. It was so hard to run, every step I felt so much pain, and pulling Nicholas along was exhausting still my body pushed. We made our way through the clearing, we were almost to the forest line when I heard boots slamming their way up the stair and through the barn after us.
"STOP! GET BACK HERE" the man yelled frantically. I pushed my legs faster. "I'm GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU BOTH" the man screamed. I heard another strange metallic sound, the cocking of a shot gun, right before a loud boom shattered the air around all of us.
Time stood still. Everything froze. I felt the heat from the bullet around me and I knew that it had made contact. I waited. I waited for the pain, for my knees to give out, for the darkness to take over. For the man to drag me back down to the cellar. Jacob, I wanted him so bad. All I could think of was him. I wanted to be in his mind, for him to see what I could see, so that he could come find me. I wanted this so badly. But I knew it wasn't possible, so I just waited.
Time slowly came back to me, that's when I saw Nicholas go limp beside me, falling to the ground in a scarlet puddle. "Nicholas!" I screamed, shaking him frantically. "What have you done?" I screamed at the man, not taking my eyes off as Nicholas. His eyes slowly dimmed, his mouth moved, trying to speak. I sobbed above him, my tears following onto his face.
"Run." He said, before leaving this world. I heard the gun cocking and sprung to my feet, stunned by what I saw. It wasn't a man. And if it was, it was so badly maculated and disfigured that its features were contorted in ways that didn't even make sense. Two black eyes peered at me and he slowly raised the gun to aim. It's skin oozing with oils and puss. It's mouth was lipless, just sharp black teeth snapped at me through a skinless mouth. His clawed hands gripped the gun tightly. Despite my fear, and my pain, my brain shut it out. Instinct took over, and I turned and ran. I ran as fast as I could. Trees blurring past me, my bare feet digging into the cold ground. My heart pumped frantically in my chest but my feet keep ruining. Running and running for as long as I can remember.
Authors Note- I need your help! As of now there is NO CHAPTER 15! I'm so torn! I don't know if I want things to go in a happy direction after she escapes or in a bad direction, meaning she is recaptured or something. Let me know what you guys think!