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Special Forces
Chapter Four
(Bella's POV)
I woke up in a strange room, lying on a strange bed, the only light in the room was a candle on the bedside table, at first I was confused and disorientated about where I was until the memories of what happened hit me, and I became afraid. I looked around trying to make out where I was and noticed a girl sitting in a corner at the foot of the bed. When she noticed I was awake she smiled coldly.
"About time you woke, darling." She said in a familiar accent, as she got up and poured me a glass of water from a pitcher that sat on a table opposite to the one the candle was on, then helped me to sit up, and handed me the glass. I was apprehensive about drinking it, but my throat and mouth felt really dry. I had a million questions, but I felt so weak I couldn't formulate a sentence.
"I want to go home." I finally said after drinking the cold water. She placed her hand on her stomach, and smiled as she sat back down.
"This is your home now." She said looking at me with a look of pity. "It will be better if you accept that." This time she looked at me more with more fear than pity. I wanted to ask more questions, but before I could she got up and retrieved something from a free standing closet, I hadn't noticed then handed it to me, it was a dark blue silk dress, a copy of the one she wore.
"Hurry up and get dressed he's waiting for you." There was a tone of bitterness in her last sentence. I refused I just looked at the dress and pulled my knees into my body. I don't know how long I was in there when the door flew open. He entered with his red eyes glowing and his nostrils flaring.
"Get dressed" He yelled, stomping towards me. A part of me wanted to do what he says but I stayed still. I was afraid of what he would do to me and where he would take me, once I had the dress on. I hoped to stall for time, put off the evitable, I was sure he was going to kill me.
"No" I whispered, praying he'd just leave me alone. He walked over to me and grabbed me by the hair so I would look in his disgusting red eyes.
"I said get dressed." He yelled, pulling my hair harder, I felt my head and back jerk back from the force.
"No" I said a little louder this time, trying to hide all the pain I was in. I wasn't going to let him win. Though in the end I might not have a choice, I refused to make it easy for him.
"You will do as I say" He snarled at me, his cold breath breezed across my face. He pulled on my hair even harder bending me further back, I wanted to yell out in pain, but I refuse to give him that satisfaction.
He smiled his ungodly smile and placed his hand on my chest. I shivered under his cold hand and closed my eyes to make him go away. I prayed that whatever he was planning to do to me he would just do it already. I don't see why putting this dress on will make a difference. This wasn't some kind of date and I'm sure whatever he has planned, will not be enjoyable to me.
"Get dressed." He whispered once more, but quietly this time, right in my ear, his lips touching its tip gently. I took a deep breath and swallowed. I felt as though I was going to be sick, but I'm sure if I did he would just tell me to clean myself up and get dressed anyway.
"No" I whispered. I know I probably should just do as he said, but why should I ? Why should I make things easy for him, if he is going to kill me, he can just do it right here with me wearing my own clothes.
He snarled once more and I felt his grip tighten in my chest, then the fabric ripped, the pressure had me falling back with force, my body bounced on the mattress, then he did the same to the pants I was wearing. I closed my eyes tightly not wanting to see what he would do next.
"Get her ready." He ordered the woman I spoke to earlier.
I opened my eyes on hearing that. She nodded and tried to place her hand on his shoulder, but he brushed it away. "I expect her to ready in fifteen minutes." He stormed out and banged the door shut behind him. She picked up the dress and handed it to me. I started crying and she wrapped her arms around me.
I decided not to make it too difficult for her, after all it wasn't her fault I was here, I don't think, and whatever was going to happen, I wanted to get it over with. She helped me put the dress on and asked me to sit on a small stool that was in front of a dresser with a mirror attached to it. I did as she asked and sat down.
"My name is Rachel by the way" she said brushing my hair, I thought this was a nice gesture, though I'd rather be home doing it myself. She styled it in a French twist with pieces hanging down the front and back
"It's better to just do what they say." She said in a tone that seems to be both understanding and foreboding. "If you don't, they won't kill you, but will find other ways to make you suffer."
So they weren't going to kill me, well, whatever they have planned I'm sure death would be preferable, but I didn't voice this, what was the use anyway so I just nodded with understanding as she finished my hair and began doing my face. Why all the fuss about my appearance, I thought to myself angrily.
Tears of anger began flowing down my face at the indignity of having to be dressed and decorated by another woman, for the pleasure of that monster. She took a sheet of Kleenex from the box and dabbed at the wetness on my cheek.
"Please try to calm down, you'll ruin your makeup, and I will have to start over, if we take too long, he will make us both suffer." She told me and her voice shook a little. I didn't want that, especially with her trying to make me feel at ease and she seems to not have a choice in what he makes her do, she is a prisoner as I am so I did my best to stem my tears.
As she finished working on she explained a little of how things worked around here. "Always walk a step or two behind them unless otherwise ordered, stand behind him when he sits." She was rattling off more instruction and I just tuned her out, wondering if anyone knew I was missing yet and if they were looking for me. I tried to keep my hope alive of being rescued, but looking around me, I knew there was no sense hoping, no one could ever find me here.
A knock at the door brought me out of my thoughts, Rachel made me stand up and walked me towards the door. She opened it and there he stood, looking a lot less angry, but still as creepy as ever.
"Perfect." He said looking me over like I was a side of meat. "Very good Rachel" He said to her, she seem to frown then glare at me slightly. She looked back at Edward and smiled as she left the room and went down the long hallway.
"You look beautiful." He said locking his hand around my neck. I shivered under his touch and he smiled and crashed his mouth unto mine. I kept my mouth tightly closed and tried to prevent myself from throwing up.
"I want to go home" I whispered when he removed his mouth from mine, careful not to anger him again. He looked at me with that evil smile and pushed me against the wall. My toes barley touched the cold ground, his arm keeping me suspended in the air. A chuckled escaped his lips as he attacks my neck with them. I kept perfectly still, praying he would stop and leave me alone.
"This is your home." He said into my ear as he continued his assault on my neck again. I lifted my arms up and tried to push him away from me, but he just laughed and kiss harder into my neck I could feel his fangs grazing the surface of my skin. He had pressed his body against mine; I have never been so cold or full of revulsion in my whole life.
"Let me go" I said trembling; my words only seem to spurn him deeper into his assault. I heard a small giggle of a voice come behind him.
"Aro is waiting." Alice said touching her brothers shoulder.
He detached himself from my neck and lowered me to the ground. He smiled his unnatural smile and kissed my lips gently, as he took my arm back into his arm. He nodded and smile to Alice who was already dancing away from us. His walk was too fast for me so it was a half drag half walk into this large room. There was a large table in the middle, three people were seating down already. There were a few other girls who were dressed like me behind them. A few looked scared or sullen a couple looked happy. One girl looked at me and I noticed she had a black eye and a large bruise across her check. I must have gasped because Edward whispered into my ear.
"It would be better if you behaved." He hissed as he sat down in the chair like a perpetual teenager, he had pulled me with him to stand by him as he sat. The one called, Jasper was standing by one of the chairs, and helped Alice into it when she walked over to him and kissed him on the lips, then took his place next to her. Alice placed her hand on Edwards and said something to low for me to hear. He took a deep breath and his face became serious and he sat in the chair like an adult.
"Who is delightful creature?" A woman said circling me like a vulture, picking up my arms and then touching my hair. I held my breath not saying anything, just looking at Edward.
"Sulpicia, this is my singer, Isabella." I heard him say looking at her like a child boasting about a new toy. She looked at me once more and smiled. She went and sat down next to the man at the head of the table.
"I can't read her Aro." He said quietly, I had no idea what he was talking about. Aro made a pyramid with his fingers and whispered something to the teenagers, who I hadn't noticed at first, behind him. They both nodded and their lips curled up into a malevolent smile. They walked around the table towards me; the dark hair boy looked at me in frustration. He looked back at Aro and shook his head. He had a sort of perplexed yet pleased look. He then nodded to the blond haired girl; she looked at me with a wicked smile that then turned to a look of frustration. She stared at me harder, anger now marring her face, and raised her hand as if she wanted to strike me.
"Jane, Alec that will be enough." Aro said motioning them back to his side. The girl shot Edward a look of hatred. He reached up and held my hand, I tried to pull it away, but he held it harder.
"Are you sure she is your singer?" One of the men in a black coat asked.
"Yes Marcus her blood sings to me, she is my mate." Edward said holding my hand even tighter I could feel the bones reaching their breaking point. The one he called Marcus just nodded his head and touched Aro hand. Aro looked at him and whispered something; Edward stiffened in his chair, and began rubbing my hand.
"It seems that your singer does not return your feelings, and does not belong to you." Aro paused. "She seems to belong to someone else." Edward stood up quickly nearly knocking the chair over.
"No. She's mine." He roared. Jane stepped forward and slightly glared at him, he screamed out and sat down.
"Further more we have been told who she is." Aro said looking displeased. "We have to maintain a level of discrepancy and taking a mayor's daughter does not maintain that level"
Edward posture shrank into that of a child being scolded. Aro looking more displeased, then turned his attention to Alice.
"What do you see?" He asked her, she looked at him with an expression of worry.
"I see nothing." She said silently. She looked up at Aro with a look of fear. "I see nothing in the future for any of us." Her voice slightly shaking. She seemed to be afraid of what his reaction would be to this information.
Aro looked a little angry, and sat back into his chair thinking. "Explain. " He ordered, motioning her to come to his side. She walked slowly to him kneeling down she touched his hand, then got up and went back to her seat and sat down with a down trodden look of worry.
"It seems that something is blocking Alice visions." Aro said looking angry. "You have brought those monsters upon us." He said looking at Edward with disdain. "You are all excused, we have to prepare." He said as he got up and left his chair. As he passed Edward he looked at him, Edward nodded and looked to the ground.
"A pleasure meeting you Miss Swan I hope you'll enjoy your stay with us." He said kissing my hand.
We stood there for a few minutes after he left until Edward finally got up and looked at me. He grabbed me and pulled me into him holding me tightly and inhaling my hair. He grabbed my arm and walked me down the hallway to a large dining room. There was so much food laid out and there were many girls sitting down. Some were in the dark blue silk dresses like mine, and some were in white cotton dresses.
"You'll sit with Rachel and Aimee." He said taking me to a seat near the girl I met before and another girl. He kissed the top of my head and left the room. They both looked at me with equal parts hate and sympathy.
"Hi, I'm Aimee." The blond girl said, her brown eyes shining. I shook her hand and noticed some bruises around her arms. I introduced myself and they said they knew. We ate our food slowly. I didn't really have an appetite, but I knew if I ever hoped to escape this place I had to keep up my strength to be able to do so.
Many questions circled my mind, questions I wanted to ask them, but I wasn't sure if it was safe to. I decided to take the chance and ask anyway. "Where am I?" I began, they looked at each other, and Aimee nodded to Rachel who looked at me with a look of sheer pity.
"You're in Italy caten, in this place you have only two choices." She glanced at Aimee then back at me.. "You can become a donor like us, or be killed immediately." She said using my own native tongue.
"I want to go home." I whispered feeling so hopeless, real fear gripping me for the first time today.
"We all feel that at first." Rachel said as she rubbed my back. "Just relax it doesn't hurt that much and you'll come to enjoy the benefits."
I seriously doubted that, there are no benefits these monsters could have that would want, ever. "How long have you been here?" I asked wondering how long it took for them to forget their home and accept their fate here. I knew in my heart I would fight like hell to never forget my home and to get back to it.
"Aimee has been here for six months, I've been here a little over a year." Rachel said. I could tell, no matter how she acted, she really haven't accepted her place here and hoped to someday be back home, where ever home was for her.
"Carlisle is experimenting. He found a way to mix Edwards DNA and create a baby for me to carry." I don't know why she was telling me this. "But so far it hasn't worked, though there have been some false positives, he's confident the next try will be more successful." She said proudly, it was my turn to make a face of pity. How could she be proud of the prospect of carrying an unnatural thing? We sat and ate and they gave me advice on how to behave. When we were almost done eating Jasper came up behind us and placed his hand on Aimee shoulder. She looked at him and smiled as she got up. He left the room with her following behind him.
"What was that about?" I whispered to Rachel, she explained that after we eat they like to eat. I shuddered with that image in my head.
"I thought she belong to Edward?" I was asking because the thought of being devoured by multiple vampires did not sound appealing.
"No, she and I belong to the Cullens, so only they can feed from us. You are different however; you're his pet so only he will feed from you." She said looking a little bitter at the end of her sentence.
"I'm no one's pet." I said pushing my plate of food away. She looked at me with a little bit of resentment.
"Trust me; you want to be a pet." She looked over at the group of girls with the white dresses on. "The general donor." She explained as I turned my attention to them. " They don't last very long. They are used by everyone and die within a month, two if they are lucky." She said. I knew she was trying to warn of what would happen if I didn't behave or could she possible be showing me how lucky I am compared to them.
She then excused herself when she saw Edward coming in. He walked up behind me, picked me up to stand, and wrapped his arms around me, I shivered yet again, more from disgust than cold.
"If you're going to keep touching me, please get a jacket or something." I hissed out, trying to not show any fear. He just held me tighter and laughed.
"My Isabella the last thing I want to do is put more clothes on you." He said placing a rough kiss on my shoulders. He grabbed and dragged me out of the dining room. Once we were in the hallway he picked me up and forced my legs around his waist. He crashed his lips into mine and tried to snake his cold tongue into my mouth. I tried to scream but my noises were muffled by his mouth. He carried me into the room I was in earlier and threw me on the bed.
"Please stop." I whispered as he pulled his shirt off. He had the body of scrawny teenager. He crawled unto the bed and hover above me.
"Are you that afraid of me?" I wanted to lie and say I wasn't but I was. I couldn't hide it, I just nodded. He looked defeated almost and lay down next to me. He grabbed my hand and held it gently. "Please don't be scared of me." He whispered bringing my hand to his lips.
"Non, ca me fait du mal quand tien moi tu." I spate out, I always resorted to Cajun when I'm upset. He looked at me with a pained expression, and grabbed my hand gently.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to hurt you." He kissed my hand gently. He looked at me with a gently longing. This look scared me more than anything. He let his roamed his hand across my hips and pull the dress up slightly. His eyes turned black and he took a deep gasp.
"You're beautiful." He said placing his frigid hand on my bare leg. He leaned closer to me and tried to kiss me; I tucked my lips into my mouth and closed my eyes. The tears burned in my eyes and they fell through my eyelids. I felt his cold tongue lick the salty tears from my checks. He moaned a little.
"You have the most amazing taste." He said in a half groan. I whimpered and tried to move away from him. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him. I began shaking in fear; he sighed but didn't lose his grip on me. He lifted the dress a little higher exposing my hip, I shivered under his touch.
"Non." I sobbed shuddering underneath him. He snarled at my tears and licked them off my face. He began to kiss down my neck. His teeth grazed my neck I could feel them pressing into it. I took a deep breath and held it hoping the pain would be quick. Just as I felt his incisor breaking the skin I felt his icy fingers thrust themselves into my core. I screamed out in pain, spasm ran through me and I tried to push myself away from him frantically.
"Relax my love." He whispered into my ear, I felt the hot blood oozing from my neck and his cold mouth incasing the wound. His tongue lapping at the blood like a feral dog. I was sobbing violently from the pain of his mouth and his fingers. I thrashed under his touch but it was like fighting a marble statue. The small wound began to heal and quit providing him blood, I was light headed, and a wave of tiredness fell across me.
"Please stop." I whispered, he smiled at me and began to kiss down my neck again then across my chest. I pounded my hand across his back, but he continued his ascent down. I started screaming for help, but I knew no one would come. His mouth got closer to my core, my body was shivering and shuttering from the cold and pain.
"Relax, let yourself to enjoy it." He said pressing his lips against my center. I began crying even harder and thrashing around. His lips found my inner thigh and I felt him tear into the sensitive flesh. He moaned in enjoyment as he feasted on my blood. I could feel all the energy leaving me, and the room getting darker. I no longer had the energy to thrash under him.
"I told you you'd like it." He said gently licking the last of the blood from my body. I groaned in response to his comment. Like it? it was the worst feeling in the world. He basically raped me, violated me. he was more of a monster than I thought. The room was getting darker and I could feel myself falling into the darkness.
"Isabella?" he asked softly, what did he think this was, this wasn't a coming together of two lovers, he might only have entered me with his fingers, but it was still rape, plain and simple. I couldn't move, had no energy, or will to. Right now I prayed for death, so I wouldn't have to suffer his disgusting touch or listen to his sickly voice any more.
The darkness was now enveloping me. The last thing I remember was him yelling my name, then getting up and running to the door, as the darkness finally claimed me.
I woke up with a pounding headache, and still feeling very weak. I noticed a man with blond hair looking at a chart. He looked over at me and smiled. They all had the same cold dead smile.
"You gave us a little scare there Miss Swan." He said as he checked my pulse then felt my head. "How are you feeling?" He asked looking back at the chart. I didn't answer him, I didn't know what to say, and he had the same red colored eyes as Edward. At that moment the door open and he walked in. He came to my side and held my hand. Does he really think holding my hand gives me comfort? The only touch I would welcome from him is one that would finally kill me.
"Isabella I was so worried about you, how are you my love." He said pressing his cold hard lips to my forehead. I tried to sit up to hit him, but when I did I fell backwards from being so light headed.
"Now, we need you to relax." The doctor said "Why don't you take her to your room, and send me Rachel." He said to Edward. He picked me up and held me to his cold chest, there was no heartbeat, and it was too eerie. I hated this monster.
"Thank you Carlisle, when can I drink from her again?" he asked as we were leaving the room. Carlisle looked at me then the chart.
"I don't see why you can't have a sip tonight. just a sip now, you don't want to kill her this quick do you?" he asked sounding as though was amused by this boys antics, treating him like an indulgent child. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. We got to our room and Rachel was there making the bed for me. Edward placed me into the bed and pulled up the covers. Rachel brought me a tray of food, and kissed my forehead.
I started to feel resentment towards her, she acts as though I should be happy to be here, like being here is the most wonderful thing in this world, and I should feel lucky to be chosen by him, well, she might feel that way, love how he must touch her and drink from her, but I don't and never will.
"Don't worry hun." Her accent was thick, and I could see tiny scars on her neck. "It gets better, you just have to relax." Right now I hated her almost as much as I hated Edward. I didn't want to hear her words of comfort or try to soothe me to accept this monster. I will never again feel pity for her being here, she enjoys it too much. I wondered if she actually loved him.
She turned to leave, but before she could Edward grabbed her shoulder and whisper into her ear. She smiled as he kissed her lips then she was gone. I wanted to be sick, it seems she didn't mind the sharing of woman here. What is wrong with this woman? Yep, my pity for her fled out the window and my resentment grew even more.
"I'm sorry Isabella; you taste so amazing I forgot you're just a fragile human." He said as he grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it gently. He then bite down into my thumb and began to suck. I screamed out again from the pain. He broke his suction just as I got light headed. He held me close to him and rocked me, as though as if I were a baby he was trying to soothe.
"Now sleep Isabella, I think tonight we'll try something a little more intimate." He commanded rocking me till I fell asleep. I didn't want to be intimate with him; I've never been intimate with anyone and I definitely didn't want, wouldn't have chosen this creature to be the first.
I thought about what would come tomorrow, what other indignities he had in store for me. I know wouldn't live though a full assault from him. I was so weak though I doubt I could fend him off, but I will definitely try, maybe then he would give up and just kill me.
I finally fell asleep, secretly praying I would never wake up.
