13.
Esme stumbled into the hallway. Her eyes fell on the limp girl in my hands.
"Esme," I breathed out. She ran towards me. "This girl needs help."
"I'll take her outside. Go back with Jacob and Emmett. John needs you." She pointed towards the farthest passage.
Carefully, I placed the girl in Esme's waiting arms and darted off after the two boys, tossing a 'thank you' over my shoulder.
Everything was absolutely silent as I moved along the wall and I soon realized why. A door stood at the end of hall, closed. I pulled it open and went through it. Some of the torches were gone, others put out, but there was still enough light to see where I was going. Sounds of fighting and crying reached my ears. On the left side I could see a door, and as I looked inside, I saw row upon row of cells, complete with iron bars. Cries reached me from within. I would come back later. The sounds of fighting came from the door directly ahead of me. I pulled up and slammed into the half open door, which swung upon and threatened to slam back in to me. My hand shot out to hold it open as my eyes roved around the room. Emmett and Edward were on top of Camila, who was clawing and screaming at them, fighting them off. She was screaming something at Bella and Jasper, who had a hold of a slim blonde.
"Don't you dare touch him!" She cursed in Spanish.
"And why shouldn't we touch him, Camila?" screamed Emmett into her ear. "Do you love him?"
But she didn't need to respond. It was obvious she and the blonde were involved. "Maybe we should make you watch him die, so you know what hurt feels like."
She screamed and my eyes moved away from the scene. Something in the corner caught my eye. A man sat, shaking, eyes wide as he watched the scene in front of him.
"John!" I shouted and dove towards him.
His head jerked towards me. "Lisa!" he managed. I noticed that his arms were bound. I moved quickly to untie them and help him up out of the room, but he tried to fight me. "No, let me help!"
"John, you're hurt. This isn't your fight; you'd get killed. Let me take you outside."
Tears burst from his eyes and I wondered what he had seen inside this dank room. I pulled his arm around my shoulders and helped him stand. "Come on, baby."
Just then I heard the sounds of something hard hitting the wall. Bella grunted as I turned around. The blonde had thrown her into the wall and Jasper was trying to hold on to him, which was proving difficult. Before I could think, I turned back to John and told him to wait outside. Carlisle and Alice were nowhere in sight and I wondered if they were with the humans in the cells. I sprinted towards the blonde, jumping up and landing on his shoulders.
"Don't kill him yet, Lisa!" Emmett screamed. "Let's make him suffer."
So instead of pulling off his head, I yanked off his arms. He screamed into my belly and tumbled backwards, hitting the floor. When I jumped off him, I took a handful of hair with me. Jasper's heel landed into the man's chest and there was a soft cracking sound.
"Luke!" Camila screamed.
A furry was building up inside me. I grabbed one of Luke's arms and threw it at her. "How does it feel to watch the one you love suffer?" She screamed at me. "You'll be sorry you ever messed with me or Alice!"
My fist slammed into her cheek and a huge crack appeared. She growled at me. "You don't have the guts to kill the man," she hissed.
I put my face close to hers and snapped back, "Watch me, amigo."
Luke was trying to kick at Jasper so I grabbed one of his airborne legs and snapped it in half. His scream filled the room and shook the door.
"You'll pay for this!" Camila screamed at me. She tried to pull away from Emmett and Edward, but they weren't budging. Emmett was wearing a satisfied smirk, while Edward watched with a hard face.
With Luke's leg still in my hand, I swung it around like a cane. "What shall I do next," I said in a singsong voice. I reached out towards Luke's eyes with my fingers. Camila clenched her lips shut, glaring at me.
"Okay," I nodded. I ran my fingers down his face and reached into his mouth. "He won't be so fun if he can't talk." Camila jerked but still made no noise. "Oh, I know," I said as I stood up. I moved back to his legs and placed my foot on his crotch. Luke groaned. And finally Camila reacted. "You -! Don't touch him!" She began cursing vehemently in Spanish.
"Ah!" I said softly. Before she could react again, my foot slammed down. Luke screamed at the top of his lungs. Before he could calm down, I grabbed his other leg and yanked it off, causing him to start sobbing.
Camila fell silent. Emmett poked her in the ribs with his elbow, but she didn't react. When she looked up again, a small sob left her throat. "Please, please just kill me now."
"Oh, poor baby," Emmett mocked. "Is this too much for you?" He yanked on her arm. "Huh?" he screamed.
Another sob erupted from her mouth. "Please."
"No way, chica," Emmett whispered harshly. Then he nodded at me to continue. But I couldn't do anymore. Dropping his legs I jumped on his head and snapped it before he could utter another cry.
Emmett yelled and I saw Edward slap him silent out of the corner of my eye. Emmett's hand flew up behind Camila's head, grabbing her hair. In one fluid motion, pushed her head forward, slamming it into his knee. A loud crack split the air. When Camila's head flew back up, it was nearly split in half. A look of pure horror was written on her face. Then her head went back down and Emmett slammed it into the floor, over and over again, until half her face was powder. Edward let go of the girl's arm and moved over to me, helping me pull Luke into as many pieces as possible. I glanced back at Emmett but Edward shook his head.
Let him get it out of his system.
I wasn't sure if I had actually heard him say that or if it was just my imagination. He didn't give me time to think about it. "Take John out of here. I'll finish him up."
I nodded and turned around. John was hanging on to the doorframe, tears and snot streaming down his face. His half-healed wounds were bleeding again. He let out a soft gasp as I grabbed him and pulled him up softly. "Come on," I whispered. Slowly we made our way out.