1Bella's Point of View.
I awoke what must have been several hours later to Carlisle standing beside my machines, clipboard in hand. I stared at him for a moment, after glancing at the clock- three in the morning. Carlisle must have noticed my change in breathing. He set down the clipboard and sat beside me. "How did you sleep?" He asked, though I knew my eyes gave everything away.
"Why did he leave me?" I said, as memories of what had happened came flooding back to memory.
Carlisle frowned, "He's worried, and he's confused. Bella, you know he wanted- wants you to live a normal life." He paused and touched my hand to try to comfort me. "He doesn't want to take that from you- and now he's forced to choose between the two."
"How much time does he have left to make the decision?" I looked away from Carlisle, knowing that I'd really just asked how long I had left to live.
"Not very long, Bella. A few weeks, at most." Hearing the pain in his voice, I looked up.
"But Edward cares, right?" Everything that had occurred tonight had reminded me of when Edward left me for so long before. Jacob had spoken the words, but Edward had run out without so much as an I'll be back soon.
"Bella- " Carlisle spoke, brushing my hair out of my face, in such a fatherly way; but it still reminded me of how Edward had done the same, bringing tears to my eyes. "Of course he still cares." He stared at me for a few moments, and answered my unspoken question. "He'll be back soon. Though, whether or not he'll change you, I-"
Harsh laughter came from the doorway. I looked up to see two smirking men walking towards us. I recognized them instantly, and my eyes became wide. "So, you still haven't changed her yet?" Felix smirked, standing up so that he appeared bigger and bulkier than he was, before turning to Demetri and then back to us. "Carlisle, how convenient that we find you here too."
Carlisle stood protectively in front of me. "She's sick. You can't take her. She's dying." He had his arms out in front of me as he looked between the two. "We are going to change her."
"Don't lie to us!" The man I recognized as Demetri took a few steps forward. Felix hurried, standing by his side. "Do you really think we are that unintelligent? We just heard you tell lunch that you weren't sure if you were changing her or not."
I was scared out of my mind as the two moved to go on either side of my bed, and Carlisle moved further in front of me. "You're not touching Bella. How could you have come after her so quickly? You've barely given us time."
"Aro is curious of what will become of her." Felix shrugged. "Now, Carlisle, we both know that Felix and I outnumber you. We're going to Italy." He said, with such finality it scared me even more. Oh, where was Edward when I needed him most?! "Are we doing this the hard way? Or the easy way?"
"You're not taking her anywhere!" Carlisle said, getting up now, though he was still over me and standing in what must have been a position ready to fight. Just as he did this four other man stormed into the room. All four of them lurched at Carlisle and fought. I didn't have time to watch. Felix and Demetri were moving closer to me.
"So, you ready to pay for your mistake? Aro isn't going to be pleased that you aren't a vampire yet." Felix laughed, showing his white teeth, before the two of them grabbed me, and restrained my hands with ropes behind my back. I began screaming as the two of them tied the ropes so tight they were painful. At the sound of this they grabbed a gag and put it in my mouth, taping over it when they were done. They tied my feet together quickly, before going to check that Carlisle had been properly detained as well. He had.
I struggled against the ropes and let out several muffled screams, only for Felix to come back. "You're not going to make this easy on yourself, are you?!" he snapped, hitting me across the cheek with such force it knocked my head against the rail of the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to stop the tears from escaping my eyes. I was breathing heavy now, as I glanced over to Carlisle- who was tied up rather tight, and picked up by one of the men.
"Bella, just do as they say. There's nothing we can do right now." Carlisle nodded at me before I watched him taken outside. I stared at one of the men who I hadn't recognized as he picked me up. Obviously, he was having a tough time resisting my blood. His muscles were tense and I could tell he wasn't breathing.
Finally we all arrived at the car- and I was dizzy from being carried in the man's arms as he'd run. The man stared at me for a moment, before carelessly tossing me into the back of a van beside Carlisle. I bit down on the gag hard, trying to keep myself from crying or screaming again. I was frightened.
Carlisle stared at me. "Everything is going to be okay, bella. Rest, please. You'll need it." He said, looking me in the eyes for a moment. It wasn't until after they'd taken us- in bags- on what I guessed was their own private jet, that I finally was unable to keep my heavy eyes open any longer. I laid on the floor of the plane, beside Carlisle and fell asleep.
Something was grabbing tightly onto my arms and forcing them above my head. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times in the dim light to already know where I was. Two cloaked figures were chaining my wrists above my head to the table I was laying on, before chaining my legs as well.
One of them must have noticed I was awake. He smirked, once I was confined to the table and ran his hand down my wrist and arm, before running his cold hand over my collar bone. "Well, glad to see someone is awake." He said, in a hollow, yet pleased voice. The man removed his hood before moving so that his lips were frighteningly close to my neck, breathing in deeply. Seeing that I didn't recognize him, I squealed and pulled on the chains, but they didn't budge.
He pulled away, pleased. "I wont hurt you." He said, running his hand over my shoulders and then over my jawbones. "Yet." He looked to the other man that had been with him- who was at the door, saying something I couldn't understand. After a moment of speaking, they both left the room.
I looked around the room, it was difficult to see, from such dim lighting, but all the walls were glass. I sighed, to my right and Left were rooms with other tables, and in front of and behind me I could see doors and guards.
After a few moments, I saw Carlisle taken into the room to my left and thrown onto the table, struggling and fighting, before being chained down. I was surprised that the walls were not soundproof- I could hear everything that was going on.
Carlisle glared at the guards as they left, before two new men I recognized as Aro and Caius entered the room. Aro seemed to be his usually bubbly self, he smiled at Carlisle, before glancing over at me. "So, I see your family has yet to change her." He said, sounding pleased.
Caius rolled his eyes, "State the obvious." he said, in a cold tone. "I'll handle this." I'd never heard Caius say much, but I could already tell he was an unkind man. Caius smirked down at Carlisle. "We told you that if you didn't change her by the time we'd come to find her, there would be consequences. Did we not?"
Carlisle didn't answer, he merely stared between the two men, as Aro motioned for the two men that had chained me down to come back into my room. Caius continued, "So, now, we get to sit and enjoy the show- Bella is going to pay for it in moments."
"Don't hurt her." Carlisle spoke gravely. "She begged us to change her, we were going to." he said, frowning. "She has cancer. Just let her be- you can hurt me instead."
"Oh, but my dear Mr. Cullen, we don't want to hurt you. You will watch her as she pays for what's happened, and then, when we have decided it's time, you will change her. Do I make myself clear?" Caius said, turning his attention from me to Carlisle.
"No! I don't want to be changed by Carlisle! Please let Edward change me!" I said, pulling against the chains. "Please, Caius! Aro!" I yelled, before my mouth was covered by that same cold hand that had run over my body earlier.
Caius shrugged, "It does not matter to me what your wishes are. Both of you had your chance. Now, Carlisle, you will do as I've said." Caius turned, with a smirk to the two men standing over me. "Now, Herrod, Dominick, you may commence with orders." He said, before leaving the room, only to watch through another window.
The man known as Herrod removed his hand from my mouth and smirked, freeing me from the chains on my hands as Dominick removed those on my feet. I was confused. I quickly got up and backed myself against the wall.
"I think I'll have my fun with this human first." Herrod spoke, his long black hair curtaining his face. Before I knew what was happening he'd grabbed me and threw me across the room into a wall. I fell, sputtering and coughing.
I looked up, only with enough time to see Dominick grabbing me by the leg and tossing me again against the other wall. My head was overwhelmed with Carlisle's yelling to stop hurting me, Dominick and Herrod's laughter and the buzzing that had already begun in my head.
Dominick came up in front of me again, grabbing my head and slamming it into the concrete of the floor, before stepping back so that Herrod could have his turn again.
"Don't kill her!" Carlisle screamed, "Stop it! Quit hurting her!"
"Oh, we're not killing her." Herrod paused, "But close." He laughed, before hitting my arm in such a way that I heard a snap, as I let out several yells and sobs. I opened my eyes to see that blood was everywhere. How were the men putting up with it? I tried to let the dizziness in my head subside as finally the men stopped and chained me back to the table.
They smirked, and Dominick looked down at me, before leaving the room. A woman returned in his place, pouring a warm green liquid down my throat. Herrod turned and looked at Carlisle, "She'll stay alive, but only long enough until she's one of us." He spoke, licking some of my blood that was on his hands.
Finally, he left. The pain had subsided, but only slightly. I was no longer bleeding- the liquid had stopped that. I looked over and whimpered, "Carlisle, Edward will be so mad if you change me." I cried.
"Bella, he knows we don't have a choice. Please, save your strength." He pleaded, and I could hear him pulling on his chains again.
I nodded slowly, "I don't want them to hurt you." I frowned. "Do you think the others will get here? Will Alice be able to know where we are?" My voice was weak, as was my body.
"Rest." Carlisle said sternly; I knew this was his way of saying he was unsure.
The stress was making my head buzz again. My entire bruised and broken body was aching, and finally, thankfully, it went numb as I floated, once more, into unconsciousness.