-The Twilight Mafia-
Chapter Three
*Bella Swan*
Ugh... why the hell do I have a headache? I thought to myself while I was slowly waking up. My eyes fluttered open, and I took in my surroundings with bleary eyes. After blinking several times, my vision fully returned to me, and I was able to see where I was, as well as to what I was wearing - or lack thereof, for that matter.
I was only in a large black t-shirt that looked like a mini dress on me. I was still wearing my bra and underwear, thankfully; the whereabouts of my pants, tunic and boots were a mystery to me, though.
I moved around a bit, and realized that whatever I had been sleeping on before, was really soft and silky to the touch. I looked down, and saw silky white sheets were covering me. Then, I looked up and saw that I was lying in this large and fancy looking canopy bed that had sheer lattice wrapped around bars that connected the four posts together.
After taking in the sight of the bed, I continued looking at my surroundings; it was obvious I was in a bedroom, but this bedroom was really large and filled with so many fancy items. The wall to my right had floor to ceiling bookcases from corner to corner, and there was so many books and little trinkets on the shelves. Turning my head, I looked to see a chest that was made of mahogany wood sat at the foot of the bed, while a space separated it from a cherry wooden dresser. Above the dresser, a large flat screen TV hung of it - the remote was on the bedside table to my left.
Next to the dresser was a set of white double doors, and next to those doors was another set of double doors, only these ones were cherry wooden. Finally, looking to my left, I saw a white door all by itself. Maybe that's a bathroom... I thought to myself. But, a large light source that was in front of the door had me spinning my head and body around, where I found the source to be a large set of glass double doors with lattice curtains hanging around over it by a wrought iron bar.
My stomach growled loudly at that moment. Shit, looks like I need to go find some food. I thought to myself, where I kicked back the sheets and stood up from the bed. I went over to the two white doors, and opened them up; inside I found men's clothing on racks. Closet - not my way out. I thought as I shut the doors. I then walked over to the lone white door, opened it and found a clean, pristine and lavished large bathroom.
I was right, but this is not my way out of here either... I thought to myself. Cursing to myself, I closed the door, and went over to the mahogany doors, and tried opening them. Only, they would not budge. Pulling and tugging with all of my might, I struggled to open them to no avail. Damn locked doors, preventing me from finding food to satisfy my stomach.
Once I realized the door would not magically open for me, I resulted to pounding, punching and kicking on the door, screaming out as loud as I could. But, no one came to the door. With my hands throbbing and reddened from my pounding, I sniffed and went back to the bed, curling my knees close to my chest.
Where the fuck am I? Where are my sisters? Am I going to starve to death up here? Am I going to be trapped here forever?
Just when I thought I was going to go insane up here, the doors finally opened. I looked up, and saw a small girl in a maid's outfit walk in, carrying a large silver tray. Pancakes with syrup and butter was on one plate, orange slices on another, some yogurt in a bowl was next to the orange, and a glass cup of orange juice was in one corner. My mouth began watering at the sight of the food, whereas the girl didn't look at me. She simply place the tray of food in front of me, bowed, then turned and hurried out the room, where the doors were left open.
I began devouring my food, moaning quietly at how delectable it all tasted, and happy that my stomach was being filled with decadent foods. After all of the food had disappeared into my stomach, I downed the orange juice last, and sat back, stomach full and tuckered out.
"I'm sorry you were so starved." I looked up upon hearing that voice, and saw Edward standing there in the doorway, looking sexy as hell in his clubbing outfit he wore last night - or was it last night? I had lost track of all time and when I had woken up, it felt like days since I've last eaten or even been awake.
"You've been asleep all night, Babydoll. It's now eight in the morning, and I was beginning to worry the chloroform would keep you asleep for a long time." Edward said in a hoarse voice while he walked into the room, coming towards me where I still sat in the large bed. "No!" I hissed, and scurried across the bed. He was frozen on the side I was sitting on, and now we were staring each other down.
"Do not come near me." I growled at him, pointing a sharp finger at him. Edward pouted, and asked in a soft voice, "Why not?" "Because, you drugged me, kidnapped me from my parents, and taken me to some place and I have no idea where the hell I am or where the hell my sisters are. I can't fucking trust you near me, so just stay the fuck away from me!" I snarled, my heart pounding in sudden fear when he glared at me darkly.
"I will not have you talking back at me like that, Babydoll. And, I won't be staying away from you at all." Edward growled right back. "Oh hell yes you will. And, I'll be back talking you if I want to!" I sneered at him. Edward let out a feral growl, then lunged for me, flying over the bed. I jumped back when he landed on the spot where I was, on his hands. He flipped over so he was standing in front of me, while I was cowering backwards.
He made me walk backwards into the wall of books, where he pinned me to it with his strong body and grabbing my wrists in his, he pinned my hands and arms to the wall of books above my head. My hair that had already been a mess when I woke, was now wild and some of it fell into my face. I was shaking from head to toe, afraid of what he would do next. "One more outburst of talking back to me, Bella, and I'll make sure to confine you to this room for a week without seeing anyone, including your sisters. Is that something you want?" Edward hissed at me, staring at me furious dark eyes.
I shook my head furiously; I wanted to see my sister more than anything, to see if they were okay and alive. They must be worried sick, and terrified just like me. "Then, you have to behave for me, respect me, and listen to me. Got it?" Edward ordered, and I nodded my head, finally letting the scared tears fall from my eyes. He saw them, and a look of utter pain and sorrow crossed his face. "Oh no..." he murmured painfully.
He released my wrists, where I immediately collapsed to the floor, causing him to take one step back. "Bella, I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to terrify you so much you would cry." Edward whispered to me, dropping to his knees in front of me. "P-Please, d-don't hurt m-me." I stammered to him shakily, shaking my head at him. Edward sighed, then extending his strong arms out, he picked me up.
Then, he carried me out of the room, not saying a word at all. Damn him; was he going to promise me that he won't hurt me or not? I thought angrily to myself, but otherwise didn't refuse him carrying me. There was no point in fighting with a man who kidnapped you and is like ten times stronger than you are. I'll just probably annoy the hell out of him and maybe that'll lead to him kicking me out of this awesome mansion.
Unfortunately, he was moving too quickly and I couldn't get specific details of the hallway he was carrying me through. He carried me down a set of fancy looking stairs, and into a large room with the front door right by. But, before I could look around the room thoroughly, he hurried on. "Where the hell are you taking me?" I asked him quietly when he walked past what looked like a dining room, and then a kitchen.
"To the living room." Edward answered shortly. Then, he entered a room that had glossy tile flooring, cream walls with golden accents and a marble island thing of sorts that had computer stuff behind it. A wide screen TV sat in one corner, facing diagonal to the leather sofas and one leather armchair, while a large white screen that looked like it was used for watching movies was next to the TV.
"Is this your living room?" I asked him, surprised. This had to be some classy theater room or something, because this sure beats having the living room back at my house. "Yes, it is." Edward replied, a smirk on his face when he saw how shocked I was at the whole room. He went over to the arm chair, and sat down in it where he placed me on his lap firmly. With one arm wrapped around my waist firmly, his free hand went towards a golden bell, which he picked up and rang it.
A few minutes later, a tiny woman with dark hair pulled back into a braid and bright grey eyes, dressed in a maid's outfit came running into the room. "Yes, Master Masen?" she asked in a high pitched coo that sounded very drone-like. "Jane, please go get Jasper and Emmett. Make sure they bring my Babydoll's sisters with them as well." Edward said to the woman, who nodded then rushed off.
"You're friends have my sisters?" I asked him with a huff; if his friends so much as harmed a hair on their heads, I'll be kicking some serious ass soon. "Don't worry, Bella. They wouldn't harm your sisters unless they disobeyed them." Edward reassured me as he was reading my mind. I growled at his statement. He makes it sound like we're their slaves, or their pets for god's sake. "Ah ah ah." Edward warned, wagging his finger at me. "I know you're about to start screaming, but remember - talk back to me and you'll be punished." Edward reminded me, where he pinched my side sharply.
"OW!" I yelped, jumping up from my perch in his lap and standing a few steps away from him. "Bella, get back here now." Edward ordered me sternly, but I stayed put - the fear had dissipated and now I only just pissed. "No way; I'm not letting you pinch me again." I hissed, rubbing my side gently. Suddenly, something grabbed onto my right arm and yanked me hard. I fell onto Edward's lap on my stomach, and struggled to sit up but he kept me where I was.
"What did I just say about you fucking back-talking me?" Edward growled lowly to me, tightening his hold on my arm. That's going to be a bruise later on. I thought to myself. "To not do so." I huffed but let out a scream of pain when I felt something smack my ass hard. "Keep up the back-talk some more and you'll receive more severe consequences, Babydoll." Edward murmured to me.
He finally let go of my arm and let me sit up in his lap once more. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled me back into him but I refused to relax against him. "About time that girl of yours woke up." a booming voice had me looking up to see the burly guy walking into the room, with Rosalie in front of him. She was wearing her clubbing outfit still, but stayed a good pissed-off distance away from the guy.
"Shut up, Emmett." Edward grumbled at him. The guy, Emmett, walked over to the sofa and sat down on it, while Rosalie sat on the arm rest, arms crossed. "Bella!" I looked up, and saw Alice running towards me, still wearing her pink outfit from the club. She threw her arms around me, and I hugged her tightly, happy to see that both of my sisters appeared to be okay. "Alice..." I heard a deep voice warn from behind her. I looked up, and saw the blond guy standing just behind her, looking ready to pull her away from me.
"Jasper, get your pixie off of my woman." Edward ordered the guy, Jasper. He pulled Alice away from me roughly, where she frowned as she was carried over to the sofa with him. "Your woman?" I hissed at Edward, scowling at him. "Yes, your mine. Want to argue about that?" Edward hissed right back, raising an eyebrow up at me. I growled to myself, but otherwise kept mostly quiet - I only grumbled curse words and cursed at him to myself.
Abruptly, something grabbed at my hair and tugged my head backwards with a sharp, painful tug. I yelped out loud and felt Edward's mouth near my ear. "You are really setting yourself up for a punishment, Babydoll." Edward whispered to me, tugging once more on my hair. "You damn douche; let go of my sister!" I heard Rosalie scream. I looked over at her, and saw her getting up, but Emmett pulled her back down. "Stop hurting her!" Alice sobbed, tears falling down from her eyes while Jasper looked at Edward, wondering what he'll do next.
"This is your final chance, Isabella. If there is one more word out of you, I'll be punishing you." Edward whispered to me. "Now, will you behave?" "Y-yes." I whispered shakily, gulping. "Good girl." Edward purred, then finally released my hair from his hand. He pulled me close to him, making sure I was cuddling into him.
"Now that Bella is awake, I can tell her the rules that go on around here." Edward said out loud. "If you're only telling her the rules, then why do you have us down here?" Rosalie snarled, sneering at the word "rules". "Because, I want to make sure the rules are going to heard this time, since you two only argued with us earlier this morning." Edward snapped at her, then looked expectantly at Emmett. He nodded to him, and whispered something fiercely into her ear.
"I'm getting real sick of these interruptions from you ladies." Edward muttered to himself, looking down at me as he did so. "Anyways, rule number one - no back talking. You have seen for yourselves what happens if you do, with your sister here. I have a low tolerance for back-talking and it will end with consequences." Edward began.
"Rule number two - no arguing with us when we give you an order. We expect you to listen the first time we give out the order, and expect no resistance. If there is any, you'll receive a punishment." Edward continued. "Rule number three - no trying to escape this household. You are free to roam about the house if I and my friends here are busy and attending some personal business, but if you try escaping, then good luck; I had cameras set up on this property, where we can easily keep an eye on you three. It'll be difficult for you to escape without being seen, as someone is always monitoring the cameras and they will alert us if you try escaping.
"Rule number four - you are to give us the utmost respect. It is as simple as that. Failure to give us respect will result in punishment. Rule number five - when you go out either by yourselves or together, you are to stay in your guards' line of sight. This is similar to the escaping rule, but the difference is that if you are going somewhere in the area - such as the bathroom, or even a few feet away from them - you are to tell them where you'll be going. If you don't and you suddenly disappear, they will alert us and we will come to find you and you will be in trouble once we return to the mansion.
"Rule number six - no contacting any friends and family. By now, your family and friends know you are gone, but they have no idea what happened to you, where you went and who you are with. And, we intend to keep it that way for a long time. Your cell phones had been destroyed while all of you were asleep, so they easily can't track you. There are phones here in this mansion, but they all can tap into any conversations by our command, so if you make an outside call to your friends and family, we will know and you will be punished for it.
"With the rules out of the way, I can tell you the consequences. Do you three understand the rules?" Edward asked, pausing to look at us. Rosalie growled but bobbed her head. Alice pouted, looking rather miffed from the strict rules, but slowly nodded her head. Then, Edward looked down at me. I was still silent after his threat of it being my last chance before punishment, and I didn't want to risk it. So, instead of saying some snarky reply, I barely nodded my head against his strong chest.
"Good. Now, onto the consequences." Edward began, nodding his head after he saw we were all in agreement. "You've seen with Bella here, just how bad the punishments can get. It can range from us pulling on your hair or spanking you like little naughty children, to isolation or threatening to harm your family. I don't think you want to know all of the consequences - you will find out how bad the punishments can get if you misbehave or break any of the rules. Am I clear?" Edward explained; my sisters and I nodded.
"Perfect. Finally, there are some rewards, but that's only if you earn them." Edward said. "The rewards can be anything we can think of, ranging from not having guards following you, to having a free day of shopping, or even if we think you are really good, we'll let you pick the reward - only it has to be rational. Is that simple to follow?" Edward asked the three of us. Again, we nodded in agreement.
"Excellent. With the rules, consequences and rewards done, are there any questions?" Edward asked. I raised my hand slowly, and Edward looked down at me. "Why the hell did you and your buddies choose us? Why not choose some bimbos or something?" I asked. I was still wondering why he and his friends chose my sisters.
"I was wondering when she would get to asking that." Emmett commented, snickering. "The reason why my friends and I chose you and your sisters, Babydoll," Edward began, ignoring Emmett's snickering comment. "Is that I couldn't get you out of my head. I could barely work, and barely function, without you on my mind and controlling it like a puppet master. Emmett and Jasper noticed this, asked me what was going on with me and well, I had to tell them the truth. You were my obsession, and without you getting out of my head anytime soon, I knew I had to have you for myself. But, well, you three were just a little young when we met you, so we waited a year before we took you." Edward explained.
"So, basically, you were just some pedophile?" Rosalie asked him with a sneer. Jasper and Emmett chuckled from her comment, while Alice smirked. "God damn it, I was not!" Edward snapped out loudly, scowling over at Rosalie. "While Bella was of perfect legal age for an adult, Jasper wanted to wait for Alice to turn 18. So, quit it with the damn pedophile remarks, alright?" Edward explained haughtily.
Everyone was silent, until Rosalie spoke up again. "Well, if you wanted us so badly, why didn't you get to know us normally and then dated us, instead of just plain kidnapping us?" she asked, scowling. "With Edward's profession, as well as ours, it wouldn't be safe to only get to know you and date you while you were out in the open, unprotected." Jasper explained calmly. "What is it that you do anyway?" I spoke up again, looking up at Edward. With this huge ass mansion of his, he had to be a CEO or something. But, what was so dangerous about that?
"I run a business in my name, but I do something else as well - which I can't tell you ladies yet. You all need to get adjusted to your new lifestyle before I can tell you who I really am." Edward informed us. "If we're going to be staying here, and get adjusted to this life, will we ever see our parents again?" Alice asked, frowning. Being the youngest out of our little family here, Alice truly missed mom and dad like I do and I know Rosalie is the same.
Edward sighed heavily. "Unfortunately no. It's a rule that is permanent, that you will not have any contact with your family or friends again. Even when we feel that you're adjusted to this life and won't be running away, we can't have outside forces stepping in and try taking you away." "But what about the wedding? You said you're all going to be marrying us, so what if we want our mom and dad there?" Rosalie interrupted him.
Wait, what?
"Marrying us?" I hissed, stunned at these news. "Why didn't you tell her that when she woke, Edward?" Jasper asked him in a hiss. "Because I knew she would freak out like this! She needed to hear it with her sisters, okay? But since Emmett screwed that up this morning, I was going to tell her this by myself." Edward growled. "If you think you're going to be marrying me after this whole shit fiasco, then you're on something!" I snarled. Edward then looked over at me, his green eyes blazing with a furious fire.
Uh-oh. Strike three - I'm out.
"You just bought yourself one week of isolation, Bella." Edward sneered. He stood up and wrapped his arms around my chest before he began walking briskly out the living room. "No! You can't do that!" Alice wailed, and jumped up, but Jasper held her down. "Let my sister go, you bastard! I'll beat your fucking ass if you so much as keep my little sis away from us!" Rosalie roared, struggling to get away from Emmett.
"Let me go!" I screamed as Edward carried me up the stairs. I kicked my feet this way and that, as well trying to grab onto something so he would stop. But, he continued walking briskly, ignoring my screaming.
Then, suddenly, I was tossed onto a bed. I looked up, and saw that I was in the same bedroom I had woken up in. Edward still looked pissed as hell while he regarded me coldly. Then, he turned and walked over to the doors, where he exited, slamming the doors behind him. Then, I heard the distinct noises of someone locking the doors behind them.
Thus, that began my isolation.
A/N: I'm very sorry about making you all wait for this chapter, for 11 months or so. I had a lot of trouble of how to write this chapter out, but I suddenly got the inspiration, and well, this is the result.
I already have the whole mansion mapped out and you can go see what the rooms look like on my website in the "The Twilight Mafia" picture Album. You'll see what the whole mansion looks like, as well as the indoor pool in the basement, the first and the second floors that will be described and used in later chapters.
Reviews would be greatly appreciated, along with some votes to the poll on my profile - it involves the HSNE Trilogy, of the final part.
With that, I bid you all a farewell for now. :)
Until next time,
~*Lady Lily of Darkness*~