Author's note- Prepare yourself for this one. ;) R&R
mo chroi- my heart in gaelic. thanks to epona04 for help with the language :)
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BPOV
The rain pelted the glass of the window with a metallic sort of tapping. I hadn't looked out just yet but I could tell from the dull light that the sky had to be dank with clouds. A cool breath against my ear made me smile.
"I've been waiting for you to awaken." He brushed my cheek with his lips. "The others are waiting for me at the main house. They all waited until you woke up because I refused to leave before wishing you goodbye." He chuckled lightly.
"Aw, Edward you didn't have to do that." I flipped to face him, crushing myself against his chest. He tightened his hold around me.
"Yes I did." He lifted my chin, planting a thick kiss on my lips. "We'll only be a few hours away. I'll come straight back if you call." He pressed the cell phone into my hands. "If anything happens. Anything," he stressed. "You are to call me." I nodded, smiling into his shoulder breathing in the unbelievable smell of his skin. "Do you need anything before I leave?"
"Just come back." I whispered. My hand closed over a section of his shirt, clutching it to my palm.
"As if I could ever stand to be away from you for more than a day." He chuckled, and then turned serious. "If anything happens…it is imperative that you call me." I nodded, peering up at the nearly onyx eyes.
"I love you." He murmured against the skin of my lips. He ran the tips of his fingers against my cheek leaving a trail of tingles before running out the front door.
I sighed, collapsing back onto the mountain of pillows against the headboard. With Alice, Edward, and Emmett gone…this day was going to be terrible. I decided to see what time I could waste with a luxurious bubble bath. The tub's silky porcelain felt nice against my skin. I filled the tub to the brim with hot water, pouring in at least a dozen of the perfumed bubbles I could reach. I sank into the hot water, even submerged completely the tub still stood a good four inches above my head. I took my time, massaging my scalp with the minty smelling shampoo, playing with the bubbles, daydreaming in the hot water.
By the time I stepped out my fingers were wrinkled. I pulled a cottony towel from the rack, wrapping it around my body. I even took the time to wrench a brush through my hair, freeing every tangle. A thick lip balm lay on the counter; I smeared it on generously puckering my lips in the mirror. They were huge. And looked completely disproportioned to my face. I still got frustrated when I compared the flaws of my average human self to the perfection of every single person, vampire actually, I chose to surround myself with. I sulked for a moment before giving up on wallowing in self-pity and headed back out to my room.
A seductive voice from the doorframe of the bedroom made me gasp violently, nearly dropping my towel.
"Mo chroi, you look stunning this morning," his sensitive eyes making my heartbeat quicken. "How did the bath treat you?" I stared at Raph holding my chest where my heart was ready to leap out.
"You really shouldn't do that to people." I attempted to scold through my gasps. "You scared me to death," his face tightened, a triumphant smirk twisting across it.
"Now why would I want you dead?" His voice was too inviting. I attempted to glower at him, failing miserably. He sniggered before excusing himself.
How rude. I thought to myself.
I huffed into the bathroom, tugging on the clothes I had yanked from my suitcase. I snatched up my raincoat and ran to the main house, entering through the backdoor and into the kitchen.
"Morning dear." Esme called from the griddle, dumping a few chocolate chip pancakes onto the already substantial pile. "It's pancakes again, is that alright?" She looked like her livelihood depended on whether or not I wanted pancakes for breakfast. I smiled as big as I could manage.
"I love pancakes! They're my favorite." She looked relieved as she handed me the plate with a hot saucer of syrup. She wiped her hands off on a dishtowel from the counter.
"Esme!" Rose called.
"Mmm?" Esme said in a soft voice merely cocking her head towards the far wall. The giant clock on the wall facing me read 10:30 AM. Edward had left only an hour and a half ago. This was going to be painful.
"I'll be in the garage playing with the new cars." Rosalie's enthusiasm for the newest additions to the Cullens' already impressive collection of automobiles was endearing. Sort of. For Rosalie at least.
I finished the last few bites on the plate as Esme hurried over to take the plate from me.
"Oh, Esme I can do that myself!" I laughed reaching for my dirty dishes.
"Bella dear, don't be silly. What do you think mothers-in-law are for?" She giggled at the last part, setting the plate into the dishwasher. "Bella, I was going to go look for a book I left here years ago…I never finished it and I'm eager to catch up on some reading anyways." She came to the table resting her small hand on my shoulder. "Is that alright?"
I nodded, confused. Of course that was okay.
"Edward doesn't like me to let you leave my sights, he can be…overprotective, at times." She smiled, her eyes warm.
"I'll be just fine I'm sure." I grinned back standing up from the chair. "I'll go turn on the TV in the family room."
"Okay, I'll be right in." She left without another word. I scooted the chair back beneath the table, its legs squeaking against the dark wooden floors. I reached up to scratch the back of my neck when my airway was suddenly cut off.
An intense pressure on the muscles in my throat targeted my gag reflex. I scratched desperately at the freezing arm around my neck as the pressure behind my eyes began to build. I screamed, but it was halted by my captor's hold; I felt it jamming against the restraint begging to be released. My lungs burned and I felt a couple blood vessels in my eyes burst painfully.
The next thing I knew we were flying, no running, across the lands behind the estate. The arm was still locked around my neck although it had lessened the grip that would have killed me by now. The pulse palpitating in my throat and wrist was almost as painful as it was strong.
We came to a halt after flying through an open door into a dangerously dark room. They removed the arm around my neck, leaving my head spinning as I crumbled to the ground. On my hands and knees I choked for air, my neck tensing where I had nearly been strangled to death. Two icy hands grabbed my face, one on my chin and one on my forehead.
"Scream and I'll snap your neck." Ivy's voice sent chills down my spine. As if to solidify her point she jerked my head to the left with a quick flick of her wrists, I felt the muscles of the right side tear away from the ligaments.
"Welcome to our humble abode dear," Lindy sang coming towards me, her hands daintily placed on her hips. She latched my chin into her grip, pulling me quickly up from the floor, her index finger and thumb framing my jawbone. "Now, you can make this quick and as painless as possible, or I can make it as excruciatingly long and tortured as I feel like." I felt my breath shake out from me as my entire body trembled.
"Raph!" Ivy called, her blood red eyes fixated on my every move. "Hurry up! We've got to leave, NOW!" She yelled. He was instantly by my side, clutching my arm with his strong hand.
He didn't speak even as I looked over to him. I felt a wave of relief, at least with the entire trio here there wouldn't be any left to hurt the Cullens. I just wished they wouldn't come after me. Although knowing they would I simply hoped that I would be enough to satiate whatever squabble this coven felt the need to settle.
Raph's concrete expression didn't budge or twitch once. I could barely walk straight with how badly I was shaking. His stone grip pushed me down a winding staircase behind the door of the pantry.
"They used this as a bomb shelter from the blitzkrieg in World War two." Ivy stated blandly as she skipped down the last steps. I took a deep breath of the wet air, staggering over the very last stair onto the ground.
After descending at least 200 feet into the earth the stairs stopped. A square corridor was lit crudely with torches hanging from the walls. The packed dirt walls and floors were a deep red.
"Wh-why d-d-did you take m-me here? What do yo-you want w-with me?" I stammered; my words interrupted with heaves from my chest.
Raphael's alluring voice sounded lethal and threatening now as it echoed off of the ancient walls. "What Bella? Never been kidnapped before?"
Author's note- surprised? yeah me too. leave some delightful reviews. i set ivy's photo as my profile picture so you all could see her. shes flawless. i know u probably dont like her at the moment, but isnt she just gorgeous??
