A/N: WARNING! Dark vampires and graphic scenes in this chapter!
Chapter 14.
Victoria's POV
After two days of travelling, Charlie had to stop to do some 'gardening' if you will; OK so he was actually fucking up someone's back garden in the dead of night. I'm rather amazed that no one has come to the windows to investigate, but that's really not the point right now. I need to get him away from here before we're discovered. The last thing either of us need or want is for the Volturi to show their ugly asses, nor the human cops for that matter.
"Charlie," I hissed.
My hiss is enough to stop him from uprooting a tree, why it was in someone's back garden I don't know but alas it was. That would have been impossible to explain away. Charlie leans against the tree and grips his hand in the grass, attempting to get himself under control; I rush over to his side and place an arm around his shoulders.
"Lover, what..." I began, but when my mate looked at me, all I could see was a crushed look on his face.
"I keep seeing it, my baby, killed, a living corpse being carried out of the forest, because of that bastard." Charlie chocked out.
Now, for a man whom rarely shows his emotions, you could appreciate the seriousness of my mate having an emotional breakdown in a stranger's back garden. I tightened my grip around his shoulders, but it seemed so...heartless to do and yet there was nothing else I could think of.
"Months my baby girl spent as...a shell. A robot, because of them, I won't let them hurt her again," Charlie finished with a growl.
"I know and I won't let them either. I just wish I had realised the truth earlier. I should have been by your side sooner, protecting her," I replied, my own guilt weighing down on me.
Charlie appeared in front of me with a hard look in his eyes.
"That was no more your fault than it was Bella's. You were both played, sweetheart," Charlie told me in a firm yet incredibly soft voice.
As much as I would have loved to stay in this tender moment, we were still in some human's back yard. Not good.
"We need to get moving before one of them wake up," I told him softly.
Charlie looked behind him to the mess he had created.
"Fuck! The Volturi are going to be pissed," Charlie mumbled. "Anyway to quickly fix this shit up?" he asked as he turned back to look at me.
"Yes. Why do you think this area is rumoured to have so much bear trouble?" I asked him with a sneaky smile.
"Huh. That explains a lot," Charlie replied before chuckling.
We shared a smile before we continued our journey to join Isabella, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett. However, I can't help but hope the last three will be willing to let me explain things to them.
Bella's POV – Graphic Scenes begin.
The music was banging against my ears, luckily they had adjusted after my second year of being a free vampire, my eyes were scanning the crowds more carefully now. The stench of drunken humans filling the air around us, along with the scent of drugs. The hard stuff had been used tonight so someone was going to get their throats ripped the fuck out.
Delicious.
Downside is when you take the blood of a junkie is you get a softer effect of whatever shit they use. Inhaling deeply through my nose, I hit the jackpot. Stoned, drunk and plenty of lust with fear right on top of it, I look to Jasper and find anger in his eyes.
"Do we have a Golden Goose yet?" I asked him.
"Yes we do. More than one in fact going by my empathy. Fucking armed gang, if the extra shot of fear that's just happened is anything to by," he replied.
A gang.
Good, fuckers are perfect targets, convinced there is no one more dangerous than them. Bastards are about to find out the truth, they are victims and their about to meet the real predators.
"Shall we?" I asked rhetorically. I knew he wanted their heads as much as I did.
"We shall," he replied.
Under the illusion of going for a dance, Jasper and I made our way across the floor before dancing our way to the back door and sneaked out. Rosalie and Emmett had been dancing, but they were now keeping watch for us.
As soon as the back door to the club shut, our ears were met with the terrified screams of the victim. We had heard her screams in the club, but the music muffled her pleas for help and we don't have that problem now. Jasper and I move with our natural speed to where the heartbeats are coming from, splitting up as we go. Making sure they know they're trapped.
I come to a stop in the opening of the alley; why the fuck is it always an alley? I'll ponder that one later, first it's dinnertime.
"Let her go!" I snarled out.
Six.
Six armed fuckers against an innocent child of...she's seventeen and I can see it in their eyes that she isn't their first. However, she will be their last.
Her terrified eyes find me from her position on the floor, her clothes ruffled but not torn with a fresh wound placed on her cleavage. Tears drowning her face.
Dead. Fuckers.
"Look what we got here boys," one of them said, very sober I might add with a small drug buzz. He likes to remember every detail it would seem; guilt is a word he never experienced then. He will tonight though.
The sound of someone approaching from behind gets my hackles up, until a strong wind tells me it's Rosalie. The second she sees the scene in front of her, Rosalie growls, loudly at that. We hear their heart rates pick up, good, but my eyes are still on the girl.
"Jasper, put her out so Rose and Em can get her to the hospital," I said, barely moving my lips. Being a vampire has many advantages.
The girl suddenly slumps as her body relaxes from Jasper's power. Emmett appears behind the gang and snarls, revealing his true nature. The gang jumps in the air and screamed worse than what you'd imagine a banshee to sound like.
"You fuckers think it makes you top dog to treat a lady like this don't you?" Emmett snarled out, his eyes onyx black and burning with murderous rage. Fuck, I'm a little afraid of him and he's my big brother. "Well, you won't after tonight. In fact, you won't be thinking period!" He finished before bending down and picking up the unconscious teen into a bridal style before slowly moving round the group and heading towards Rose and me.
The gang remained paralysed the whole time Emmett moved; they looked more like horrified statues now than our prey. Eventually, Emmett reaches us and Rose shoots off to get the car.
"Try to wait until we get back, little sis. Otherwise, make the sick bastards beg," Emmett growled softly in my ear.
"With pleasure, big brother," I replied as my lips formed an evil smirk.
"Same here, brother," Jasper added from the far end of the alley.
With that, Emmett took the girl to the car and the alley soon echoes the sound of screeching tires.
"Now, let's have some real fun," I told them.
Jasper and I decided to up the fear factor as it were and moved in.
As I bit down on a neck, I found the humour in the fact that not 11 years ago I would have been one of those humans back in the nightclub unaware that a creature like me was roaming. My muffled chuckle was silenced by the sounds of tortured and horrified screams.
End of graphic scenes.
Rosalie's POV
I swear I could feel my insides burning with rage, what I had just witnessed had brought back vivid memories of what Royce and his friends did to me. But at least they never used any weapons on me.
"How is she?" I asked my mate in a voice of forced calm.
"Remind me to never talk shit about our brother's talents again, it's working like a charm," Emmett replied; he too had to force his voice to be calm.
I felt like crying, I knew what was to come for this girl. Though Bella and Jasper had showed up before they could, what they did do to her was enough to keep her scared for probably the rest of her life. I could only hope she would be given the fortune to find her own Emmett.
"How much further Rosie?" Emmett asked me gently.
"Hopefully a few minutes," I replied. Praying I was right.
The rest of the ride to the hospital was in silence. Sadly, it was another ten minutes before we reached the hospital. The second I stopped the car, Emmett opened the back seat and carried the girl out, and then headed straight to the hospital entrance.
"Someone help!" I heard Emmett call out in the hospital as I got out of the car and headed into the hospital.
I heard the medical staff rush to Emmett, and I remained in the driver's seat. I had to take my hands off the steering wheel otherwise it would have been crushed from my shaking hands.
"Emmett," I whimpered softly before I began to sob.
I ended up sobbing so hard that I didn't notice when Emmett returned, nor did I notice when he gently moved me across to the passenger seat, when he started the car and drove off. Not even when we returned to the motel and he carried me from the car to our room.
The memories had come back too vividly. I will need to speak to Bella when I calm down.
A/N: Thanks to my beta Fairendale.