A/N: As you will find out in this chapter, I've made a change. James and Edward do end up coming up with a plan. A plan that was intially meant for someone else. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter.
ALICE
The minute Jacob just hung up on me, I knew that there was something wrong and I raced out of my room and to my car without even telling my parents where I was going. I drove to Bella's house at eighty miles an hour with horrible images of what could possibly have happened to Bella and Jacob flashing through my mind.
I reached Bella's house in a record time of ten minutes. The first thing I saw when I got there was Jacob's bloody and motionless body laying in the grass. I parked the car uncerimoniously in the driveway and jumped out without even bothering with the door.
I ran to Jacob and knelt beside him. His face was covered in blood and he wouldn't respond to my attempts to wake him up. My mind was going crazy with thoughts of what could possibly have happened as I checked for a pulse. Thankfully, I found one. It wasn't weak but it could've been a little stronger. I pulled my phone out of my pocket with shaking hands and fumbled to flip it open. Then I dialed 9-1-1.
"9-1-1. What is your emergency?" I friendly female voice asked.
"My name is Alice Brandon and I'm at Chief Swan's residence." I stated my voice shaking. "I have a seventeen year old male unconcious on the front lawn. He looks as though he's been beat pretty bad. Can you send an ambulance?"
"Yes, ma'am." The woman replied. "Please stay with him until they get there."
"Of course." I replied and flipped my phone shut.
With still shaking fingers, I laid the phone on the ground and pulled off my hoodie.
I used it to wipe the blood off of his face the best I could. When I was sure that it was out of his eyes and away from his mouth. It helps to have a mom who's certified in first aid and used to volunteer with an EMS team. She taught me some of the basics of first aid.
However, before I could do more than wipe his face, my worries over what happened to Bella got the best of me. I picked my phone up off the ground and dialed Bella's number with still trembling fingers. It rang six times before going to voicemail. My heart dropped to my stomach. No, he couldn't have her. Out of sheer desperation, I tried it two more times. When I got the voicemail both times, I was forced to believe that he had her. I just didn't know where.
I threw my phone across the yard and let out a very frustrated scream then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I looked behind me to find an EMT standing there.
"Are you Alice Brandon?" he asked.
"Yes, I am." I answered and he nodded.
"Well, we can take things from here Miss Brandon." he said soothingly. "Why don't you step over there and take a few breaths?"
I nodded and did what he said. Or at least I tried. My mind was racing with thoughts of what that psycho was doing to my best friend at the moment. I needed to call the police or talk to Charlie. I needed to let someone know what happened but I was to frozen in shock and fear to even begin to do or say anything. I watched, shaking with fear, as they took Jacob's vitals and got him ready for the ambulance ride to the hospital. I was about to climb in the back of the ambulance when Charlie's cruiser pulled into the driveway. He got out and came straight to me.
"Alice, I came as soon I got off the phone with Ed." he stated. "What happened? And where's Bella?"
"Charlie, maybe you should come inside so we can talk." I stated as calmly as I could in my paniced state. Normally, Charlie would not have calmed down until he knew where Bella was, however, I had an effect on him that most people didn't. Charlie tended to listen to me where he would ignore others.
"Okay." He replied as the pulled the stretcher with Jacob's body into the ambulance.
"Is anyone coming with him?" the EMT stopped in front of me to ask.
"No," I replied and pulled a small notepad out of my purse. "But here's the number for his father, Billy Black. Could you please give him a call? I have to talk to Chief Swan for a moment then I'll go up there myself."
I handed him the paper that I had scribbled Billy's number on.
"Alright. Thank you." The EMT took it and continued to the ambulance.
"No, thank you." I yelled after him then led and confused and worried Charlie into the house.
I led him to the kitchen and sat him down at the table. I took the seat across from him and put my head in my hands and, once again, screamed into them. Once I got that out of my system, I looked back to Charlie.
"Alice, what happened?" he asked. I could hear the worry in his voice as much as I could see it on his face.
"Before I can even begin to explain things, I need to know what Ed told you on the phone." I stated.
"He explained that Edward has anger issues and they're most prodominant when he isn't getting something he wants. He said that Edward flew into a rage tonight and started hitting you so Ed kicked him out. He told me to get home as soon as possible because you seemed to think that he'd be coming after Bella." Charlie explained the worry still apparent on his face.
"Okay, good. So you know the basics." I stated. "Now, I have to fill in the holes but it might take a few minutes so just bear with me."
"Just tell me what's going on." Charlie replied.
I took a deep breath and launched into the explanations of everything that's been going on since Edward started liking Bella. Everything from the night Edward pushed me down the stairs when I told him that I didn't want him dating Bella, all the way up until what happened in the locker room today with Edward and Bella. I explained how we came home a decided not to leave Bella alone just in case Edward tried something. I explained what I knew to be facts up until Edward stormed off after dinner. Charlie just stared at me in shock and horror as I fought the tears to finish my explanation.
"I can only assume what happened after I called Bella to warn her about Edward leaving. I was talking to Jacob and trying to make sure the he didn't let her do anything stupid and he hung up on me. I knew at that point that something was wrong and got here as fast as I could. However, all I found was Jacob unconcious on the lawn and Bella was gone. I'm pretty sure that it was all Edward but I don't have a clue what happened or where he would've taken her. And we can't even be positive if it was Edward until Jacob wakes up. Which is something I should be there for but I need to help you find Bella. And I need to call Rose, Em, and Jazz to let them know what's going on. And it's just too much." My panic started to rise in my chest. I knew I was at the point of hysteria. "And I don't even know where to begin to look for Bella."
"Alice, just calm down and breathe." he stated. "Go to the hospital and be with Jacob. Call your friends and have them meet you there. I'll call some friends of mine and get them on an investigation of this whole thing. I'll get the other officers in the state to keep a look out for an eighteen year old fitting Edward's description as well as a silver volvo. We'll find her."
I was surprised at how calm he was after just finding out that his daughter was in the hands of her psycho ex-boyfriend. Then again, I supposed there was only room for one freak out. So since, I was freaking out, he had to stay calm and level headed about it.
"Alright." I stated. "I think you should also tell them to watch out for a boy named James Masterson. He's Edward's best friend and the brains behind all of Edward's schemes. Also, you might wanna have someone question Victoria Weber. She's James's girlfriend. She might have some idea where they'd take her. Also, have them talk to Jessica Stanley. I'm not sure if she would know anything about where they are. I don't think she was very happy with what Edward did but she hates Bella so I don't know what she'd be feeling about the whole thing."
"Alice, go to the hospital and see Jacob." Charlie stated. "I'll take care of the search for Bella, okay?"
I nodded and he pushed me towards the door before I could talk myself into more hysteria. I got into my car and drove sixty miles an hour to the hospital. Billy was already in the waiting room when I arrived. He told me that he hadn't heard anything yet before I stepped outside to call Rose and Jazz.
I explained what I thought happened and that Jacob was in the hospital. Rose said that she and Emmett would be there in a half hour. They had just had talk Emmett's parents into letting him because ge was grounded for the entirety of his three day suspension. Jazz told his boss that he had an emergency at home and had to leave early. And since Jasper Whitlock had never missed a day of work in the time he'd been working there, his boss didn't have a problem with it.
Forty five minutes later, the four of us and Billy were still waiting for news of Jacob. When Doctor Erikson finally came out, I clung to Jasper's hand waiting for the worst.
"Jacob's going to be just fine." he stated once he was within five feet of us. "He has a broken nose and a fractured wrist, along with some cuts and bruises. It appears as though his head was slammed into the ground a few times but there's no permanent damage. I'd like to keep him over night, just to be sure but after that he can go home. Considering the nature of the situation, the police are going to have to questioned him. "
"Of course." Billy replied. "Is he awake?"
"Yes but he's a little bit odd because of the pain medication." Dr. Erikson replied.
"Can we see him?" Emmett asked.
"We'll normally we'd only allow family in but seeing how close the four of you are to him, I'll make an exception."
"Thank you." Billy stated like he considered us Jacob's brothers and sisters anyway.
We then followed Dr. Erikson down the hall toward Jacob's room.
EDWARD
The abandoned cabin in the woods was such a perfect idea. I couldn't believe we hadn't thought about before our trip to get Bella. How many times in the last three years had we dreamed of kidnapping and taking a girl there to do whatever we wanted to. We even had all the stuff bought and the whole thing planned out. All we lacked was the perfect victim. Which was hard to find.
I mean this wasn't the ideal thing for me to do to get Bella back. I would've much rathered just talked it out but she had to be difficult and I had to do what I had to do to get her back. I just hoped she'd understand that I was only doing this because I loved her.
I looked back at her reflection in the review mirror. She looked absolutely terrified with tears streaming down her cheeks. I had to admit, the sadistic side of me who had planned a kidnapping with James so long ago, liked seeing all that fear in one person. A woman in particuliar. It was quite arousing. I couldn't help but smirk at the thought. Soon enough, I'd get the one thing that I wanted most from Bella. And then she'd see how much I loved her.
After forty five minutes of driving, I pulled into a small drive in front of the entrance to the woods on the outskirts of La Push.
"Where are we going?" Bella asked and I was happy to hear the fear in her voice.
"There's a little cabin in the middle of the woods that only James and I know about. We're taking you there for awhile so that you and I can deal with our problems." I stated in a sicjeningly sweet voice.
"We don't have any problems to deal with." she replied in a valiant attempt to hide her fear. "It's over. End of story."
"Keep telling yourself that, love." I replied with a smirk.
"Don't call me love." she replied.
I ignored her and spoke to James,
"I'm going to get the stuff out of the trunk. Do you want me to get you a roll of duct tape?"
"Yes, we don't wanna take any chances." he replied.
I got out of the car and headed to the trunk. We had three bags of food, supplies, and clothes. Like I said, we had this planned for awhile now and were just waiting for the perfect victim. I knew our motives with Bella weren't the same as our intial motives but this would still be fun. I reached into the first bag and pulled out a roll of duct tape, then handed it to James through the passenger side window. I then went back to the trunk and pulled out all three bags.
BELLA
I waited in horror as Edward walked around to the back of the car and got into the trunk. It took a minute before he found the duct tape and tossed it through the passenger window to James.
"Face the door." James ordered in the same dangerous tone he used when he had the knife to my throat. Terrified of what would happen if I didn't, I obeyed. He grabbed my arms, roughly, and taped them tightly together behind my back. Then he forced me to turn back to him and ripped off another piece of tape. "Just to make sure you don't open your big mouth." He stated then covered my mouth with the tape. "Now, don't move until I come to get you." He ordered before sliding out.
I sat there paralyzed with fear as I waited for James to come over and open the door. What were they planning on doing to me? Some of the worst thoughts imaginable ran through my head in the thirty seconds it took James to get to my door. He opened it and pulled me out roguhly by the arm.
When I was fully out of the car, I noticed that Edward had removed three bags from the trunk and was trying to figure out a way to carry them. Seeing that they had this planned made it all a little more terrifying. It made the likelihood of my being rescued even lower.
Once Edward had everything stacked in his arms, we were ready to go. James dragged me uncerimoniously through the woods, not caring if I got hurt or not. Branches cut through my clothes and across my skin. I surpressed my whimpers of pain after awhile because James simply ignored them and continued to pull me along. I fell in a whole and twisted my ankle at one point, but James just kept dragging me anyway.
Thirty long and tortureous minutes later, we were standing outside an old abandoned cabin. Some of the windows had been knocked out and the door was hanging off of its hinges. James dragged me into the house and I found that this wasn't the first time the had been here.
The place was furnished, not lavishly but the boys were comfortable. There was a couple armchairs and a loveseat. A small wooden table stood in the middle of what I looked to be kitchen and the wooden chairs were scattered about. The cupboards in the kitchen, who's doors had fallen off, looked pretty full of quick snacks and what not. Great, I was trapped and I had no idea how long I was going to be made to stay here.
Before I could ponder my fate too much, Edward threw the bags down and took me from James. He dragged me to a smaller room off the hall with one wooden chair in it. He shoved me into it then took the duct tape and taped my midsection to the chair. Now, my hands were being pressed between my back and the back of the chair and I couldn't move anywhere.
"Now," Edward said once he finishd taping me to the chair. "I'd like you to be able to talk so I'll remove the tape as long as you promise not to scream. If you do, I'd have to hurt you and that's not something I want to do. So if I take off the tape, are you going to scream?" I shook my head. "Good." With that he ripped the tape off of my mouth.
It hurt so bad coming off that I wanted to scream but I resisted the urge. When the pain subsided, I decided now was the best time to ask the one question I wanted an answer to,
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because Bella, I love you and I know that you still love me." he asnwered in a sympathetic tone. "And unfortunately, this is the only way to get you to see that."
I couldn't believe he thought that I still loved him after all of this. Was he really that stupid?
"I don't love you anymore Edward." I stated. "Get that through your head!"
"Bella, Bella, Bella," he said in a tone of a father trying to reason with a five year old. "Feelings like the ones we have for each other don't just go away."
"Yes, they do and they have." I replied.
"You're just saying that because you're mad at me. Once you've been here for a few weeks, I'm sure you'll think differently."
"I doubt that. You're nothing but a sick bastard who had everything handed to him and can't deal with not getting everything he wants. I don't know how I ever liked you in the first place."
"See, this is why you needed me to bring you here." Edward reasoned. "We haven't even been apart for forty eight hours and your friends are already poisoning you against me. Being here without them will help you see that you do still love me."
"No, Edward, I love Jacob!" I yelled.
"No, Jacob is a pathetic excuse for a man." Edward replied. "You were just using him to try and forget about me."
"Jacob is ten times the man you'll ever be!" I yelled.
This earned me a slap across the face. The force was so much that the chair was nearly knocked over.
"Bella, please, I don't like hurting you." he said. "And I wouldn't have to if you just said the words that I wanted to hear and did the things that I ask of you."
I let out a mock chuckle.
"You beat Jacob to a bloody pulp then you kidnap me and hold me here against my will. Now, you expect me to do and say what you want me to. I don't fucking think so." I said.
This statement was met with another slap across the other cheek. Once again, the chair almost toppled over.
"Watch your mouth!" Edward growled at me.
"Go to hell!" I yelled then spat in his face.
Edward chuckled humorlessly and wiped the spit on his shirt. He then grabbed me by the hair and yanked back forcing me to look at him.
"Listen carefully, love." He said dangerously. "You may not like me right now but you will respect me. And if you don't, your life with me is going to be very difficult. Do you understand?"
"Yes." I whimpered in pain.
"Yes, what?" He asked gripping my hair tighter and pulling back harder.
"Yes, sir." I choked out tears prickling my vision.
"That's better." he stated and released my hair. "But I think maybe a few days without food or water will be an appropriate punishment for your disrespect."
With that, he walked out the door, slamming it behind him, and left me to ponder all the terrible things he could possibly do to me.
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed. Please review.
