AN: So... yeah, yesterday was my birthday... man, I'm feeling a strong sense of Deja vu... hey, at least I came back! I just hope that there's still somebody here who gives a damn!

Disclaimer: Not mines to keep, but I still enjoy playing around with the Twilight Characters.

Sadly this is unbeta'd, so please take it easy on me.

That's What Little Girls Are Made Of...

Chapter One Thirty-Five

Esme POV

Taking the spoon from my tray, I made my customary line on the wall. There were four hundred and fifty-nine markings to be exact. Though I'd recently learned from Maggie that, I had been away from my family for longer than that, I had only been locked up in this hell hole for that amount of time.

Initially, I was disoriented and confused about my surroundings and this God awful situation I'd found myself in. But, through my conversations with Maggie, and the slow return of my memory, I learned that I had spent three months in a rehabilitation center in some remote part of Switzerland.

Apparently, I was injured pretty badly in the plane crash and had to learn to walk all over again. My sweet Carlisle has not been as fortunate. His memory had yet to fully return. Eleazar, selfish bastard, was playing with the holes in his memory and trying to weasel that conniving bitch, Tanya Denali, back into his life. It was here, all alone, in this Godforsaken hell hole, that my nightmares haunted me, slowly unraveling the mysteries of my past.

I've never seen Eleazar in person, but for months, I have had to endure his taunting and vicious lies over a flat screen TV mounted on the wall of my cell.

Thankfully, Carlisle had not yet given over to his father's sick and twisted way of life. He was still butting heads with Eleazar at every turn, especially when it came to Tanya. My beautiful husband may not remember who his wife is, but he damn sure knows it's not that money-hungry whore.

Maggie explained to me that Eleazar was only keeping me alive as a bargaining chip to use in case Carlisle continued to fight him on the issue of taking his rightful place in the family. His insane plot was to force Carlisle to choose between me and Edward or marrying Tanya and joining his sick and twisted lifestyle.

Eleazar's plan for Carlisle's life all along has been for him to be his evil associate's personal physician. Carlisle was to be someone who could patch up their goons, provide them with illegal medical supplies, and sign-off on any phony birth and death certificates they needed.

Any old physician would do, but having his heir do it was even better. Maggie had even shared with me that Carlisle was the sole beneficiary to Eleazar's fortune. If any should happen to his father, my Carlisle would become a very wealthy man. And I believe what angered Eleazar the most was the fact that he could bring grown men to their knees with mere words, but he could not control his son.

To say Eleazar Cullen was a sadistic bastard would be putting it mildly.

The man was pure, unadulterated evil!

And before all was said and done, I planned on seeing him rot in hell just like he deserved!

I hope I can regain your trust, and earn your reviews... see you Saturday at the latest...

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