hey everybody! sorry I haven't been updating this story, but with my other story, and life and stuff I've been uber busy. Well, here it is, chapter 2. btw, It's in Bella's point of view. I'm think of doing one chapter Edward POV and then one chapter Bella POV. So yeah, read and review!!!
There was a reason I was in Volterra with Renee and Phil, but at this particular moment, I just couldn't remember. They were sitting on a bench next to one of the many fountains, begging me for one more picture. Yeah, this is the millionth time they've asked me for one more picture. Ugh, couldn't I have said no when Renee asked me to go on her honeymoon with her? No, I couldn't have. The chance to pass up this much well, wow, made me incapable of saying no. So here I sat, taking just one more picture of the newly married couple making lovey dovey eyes at each other.
Couldn't they just get over it already? I mean, they had been married for a month. I really didn't understand love. All of the books I'd read described it as something wonderful, something to be constantly sought over but honestly, think about it. Where did love get Romeo, Juliet, and Paris? Not happy. No, it killed them. I liked to read books about love, but being in actual love did not appeal to me. I liked being able to just put down a book when it got to scary, or serious. Love was great for fictional characters, and my mom, but not for me.
I snapped another picture of them, and looked exasperatingly at my mom.
"I know honey, but this is our honeymoon." She said and then kissed Phil. Blec. I could go the rest of my life and never need to see that.
As soon as the sun began to begin its journey toward Earth, we left the crowded square and headed back to our hotel room. I stumbled a couple of times on the coble stone streets. I very much appreciated the rustic look that the coble stones gave the city, but pavement was better for the clumsy.
We were half way to the hotel when I saw her. She was easily the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, with wild curly hair that reached her perfect and tiny waist, which then turned into stunning Barbie-doll legs. She was wearing an extremely short skirt, with a shirt that clung to her curves. She looked absolutely drop dead gorgeous. And then she turned and waved at me.
At me! Me, just an ordinary tourist from the States. The beautiful woman waved at me. Then she walked toward us.
"Hey," she said with heavily accented English. "I am a tour guide, just about to start my tour. Would you like to come?" she said and waved us over to a large group of people, mostly consisting of men. Phil followed her like a chick would follow its mother, a completely devoted look on his face. Renee and I followed Phil, as if in a daze.
I walked for a while before realizing what we had done.
"Mom," I hissed urgently at Renee. "We need to be back at the hotel by six otherwise they'll cancel our dinner reservations. We need to leave now."
She simply shook her head at me and followed Phil. I started to trail behind the group. I could probably make it back to the hotel before six, if I hurried. Then Phil and Renee could catch up with me.
I was about 3 feet from the bulk of the group when a cold hand grasped my wrist.
"Where do you think you're going?" another accented voice asked me. Where was I going? That voice just knocked the thoughts right out of my head.
"Umm, I have to go back to the hotel room…" I said and tried to yank my wrist from this stranger's ice cold grasp.
He wasn't having any of that.
"But you haven't gone on the tour yet," the stranger almost purred. I tripped over a step, my entire being focused on his voice.
"Umm, okay," I said while another part of my brain screamed no, No, NO! Wait, what was it I had to do again? Oh, right. I had to get back to the hotel room.
The cold stranger let go of my wrist. Maybe I could make a run for it. I counted to three in my head, and then ran for the square we had just exited. After I had gone two steps, the stranger had his ice cold arm around my waist.
"Let go of me!" I yelled at him. Most of the crowd had already entered a bland office building; no one had even heard my scream.
The stranger growled at me. I pounded on his arm with my fists, but he didn't pay any attention, he just kept walking toward the office building. I was now absolutely positive this wasn't a tour.
My captor and I entered the office building. The carpet and walls were red, and all the furniture was made of mahogany wood. Every other thing was black. It may sound creepy, but the over all affect was quite stunning, actually.
We walked past a receptionist who simply looked away as I was carried past. Was she used to seeing this kind of thing?
We caught up with the tour group. None of them looked scared, everyone's face was excited. What the hell was going on here?
The beautiful woman paused at two large mahogany doors.
"Okay everyone, this is the feeding room." Something was wrong with her statement. Maybe it was said with a little too much anticipation; maybe it was the way her eyes flashed excitedly. Whatever it was, I got a little freaked out. Of course, nobody but me noticed anything. They were to busy looking at the gorgeous woman. And I was still encased in the man's iron hold, unable to free myself. Ugh, what was wrong with these people?
"Let me go," I shouted at the man.
"Heidi, open the doors," He yelled at the beautiful woman. She opened them without a second glance at me.
"This way please," she purred. Most of the men in the tour group shuttered happily, and then followed her.
I continued to beat the man with my fist, but they had no effect. It was like punching a wall of stone.
I screamed in frustration, and a couple people looked over to me.
But it was too late.
The man dropped me and pulled the heavy doors shut. No! There was no way I could get past those.
I could hear a man talking in the distance, but I didn't dwell long on it. I had larger problems.
I pounded on the doors in vain, hoping that they would just fall down or something.
Then somebody screamed. I spun around and the vision that greeted me was horrifying.
The beautiful people that I had seen briefly before trying to break down the door with my fists were eating the people.
I screamed before resuming my efforts at the door. My arms were sore in a matter of seconds, but I kept banging. This was now a matter of life and death.
Suddenly I heard a growl behind me. I spun around again and saw easily the most beautiful creature ever growling at me.
Before he could lunge at me, a large, burly man placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. The two men headed off to the center of the room where they began to converse with a rather scary man in a cloak.
I stopped paying attention to them when I noticed what was surrounding me. Piled all over the ground were bodies.
I stood paralyzed for a second before a realized something. I was the only person alive in this room.
Renee.
Phil.
They were both dead, deceased, gone. I was never going to see them again. Ever.
I didn't really have time to process much more than that as the beautiful woman that had led us here picked me up around the waist and carried me to the strange men.
I could hear words being spoken, but they were in Italian. I knew I should have taken that Italian class back in Phoenix.
Just a few seconds later, I was being whisked away from that chamber, from all those bodies. The lady set me down right outside of the door we had just exited from.
"Girl, you are very lucky," she said in perfect English. What had happened to the accent?
"Or maybe," she continued, chuckling darkly, "you are very unlucky."
And then we were flying. Flying through countless hallways until we stopped at a rather unremarkable door.
"Here we are your home for a few days, until we can find you a real room. Enjoy Edward!" the beautiful lady, Heidi, said then pushed me through the door.
I stood there for a few minutes, stunned. What the hell was going on? Cannibals, kidnappers, beautiful people. None of these things were regular. I wasn't supposed to be involved in any of this stuff. I was supposed to keep my 3.95 GPA all the way through college, and then become a 3rd grade teacher. A rather normal life. How could a simple vacation ruin everything?
okay, well thats it. REVEIW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(come on, it really isn't that hard)