The Curse of Destiny
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I wish I did, but I don't. I own this plot line (originally it was a short story I wrote for a college class and I decided to turn it into a longer fanfiction story). I hope you all like it.
Description: The doctors threw around the term "Stockholm's Syndrome." All Bella knew was that she missed her kidnapper and wasn't sure how to function without him anymore. She needed him and she had to get back to him…somehow. Could she love Edward, the man who had both abducted her and stolen her heart? Could she live without him? Time will tell…
Author's Note: Thank you for the wonderful reviews! I am pleased many of you seem to like this story. You are all amazing! Please keep reviewing and letting me know what you think of Edward and what you think of Bella's strong will. How long before she caves? Guesses?
I decided to update again. I will try to do so 2-3 times a week. I hope you are all happy so far. Please read and review to let me know. I am sorry I haven't updated in a little while. We have not had internet since Monday and we finally have it back so I can post this chapter! YAY!
Chapter 5 – Persistence
**Day Three of Abduction**
Bella awoke in a cold sweat trying to shake off her vivid nightmare. She sat up in bed, but her head felt dizzy and she immediately lay back down.
"You need to eat." His soft voice floated across the room towards her. She looked over and saw that he was standing in the doorway holding a tray of food. Bella turned on her side away from him and ignored the wet tears that trailed down her cheeks.
"At least drink some water." He persisted in a worried voice. Bella said nothing and pulled her legs up closer to her chest to hold herself together. Her arms were shaking and her head felt fuzzy. She felt the bed dip behind her and his cool hands touch her forehead and then a cloth wiping at the sweat that had gathered on her forehead.
"Bella, you are going to be ill. You must eat something. Please."
Bella refused to acknowledge him or the pleading in his voice. She pretended as though he didn't exist.
Edward sighed and ran his hands through his hair in agitation. "I will not let anything happen to you, Bella. You can do this the easy way and eat something, or we can do it the hard way. That is your choice."
Bella wasn't sure what that meant, but knew he would never be able to make her eat something. She put the pillow over her head to try and drown him out. She heard him sigh softly. "I guess we have to do it the hard way for now." He whispered. He sounded so sad to her, but she didn't care. She was not going to submit to this mad man.
He stood up and walked out of the room. She heard the tray rattle as he carried it with him and closed the door behind him, then sliding the lock into place.
Bella felt relief wash through her. She had been winning small victories. She didn't care that she was weak. If she was going to die, she was going to do it on her own terms. A few minutes later, she heard him open the door and return to her. He sat down on her bed again, but she kept her head under the pillow.
His soft voice sounded agonized when he spoke. "I am sorry, my love. This is for your own good." Before Bella had time to process this, she felt a needle in her arm. Panic overwhelmed her. She threw the pillow off and tried to right herself. Edward held her down gently. Bella felt terror well within her as her body began to feel numb. Edward tried to soothe her. "It is just a sedative, love. I need to help you. I need to help you help yourself until you are feeling better."
Bella can barely discern the words before she falls into blackness.
An undetermined amount of time later, Bella opens her eyes. She looks at her arm and sees a needle in it and an IV attached to it. Bella moves her hand to take it out and a soft, warm hand reaches out to stop her.
"Bella, you need these fluids. Your body needs nourishment. Don't make me sedate you again, please."
Bella looks at him in confusion. She still refuses to speak to him. He doesn't seem worried by her quietness.
"You have been sleeping for three hours. This is your second IV bag. Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
Bella wants to deny him, but her bladder throbs painfully. Edward takes her hesitation as confirmation. He offers her his hand. She ignores it and tries to sit up on her own. After two failed attempts she manages to sit up, but when she tries to stand her legs feel numb.
"The sedative may still be affecting you. Let me walk you to the bathroom." Bella says nothing, but leans on him so she can get to the bathroom on her own. He removes the needle from her arm and helps her walk to the small bathroom. Once inside, Bella leans on the sink and away from him. "I'll be right outside the door." He tells her. Bella looks away from Edward as he leaves the room. She manages to sit down on the toilet and relieve herself. She feels more human when she washes her hands. She notices a toothbrush and toothpaste on the counter. The toothbrush is still in its wrapper and the toothpaste is still sealed in the box. She opens them and brushes her teeth slowly and vigorously. Next, she peeks into the shower. Surprisingly she finds it clean, but refuses to get naked with him right outside the door.
She walks to the door and opens it. He is standing there waiting to help her. Some of the numbness has worn off so she ignores Edward's outstretched arm and walks back over to her bed, ignoring the stabs of pain from the wooden floorboards beneath her feet.
She sinks back down on the bed, covers herself up, and turns away from him.
Edward sits down beside her on the bed once again. He reaches out to caress her cheek. She pushes his hand away and covers her head with blanket as well. Edward sighs softly.
"Sooner or later you will see. You will see how much I love you." When she doesn't respond he begins to panic slightly. The silent treatment is wearing on him. He preferred when she screamed at him. He liked her fire and rage. The meek, quiet woman lying on the bed worried him, but he realized it would take her time to come around. He couldn't expect her to come around so soon.
Edward stands up. "I am going to make you some soup. Please eat this time. I don't want to sedate you again." Bella feels a tremor shoot through her body at his words. She realizes she will have to eat. Otherwise, who knows what he is shooting her up with when she is sedated.
Edward returns a little later carrying a tray with soup, an apple, a bottle of water, and a glass of milk. "It's loaded potato soup." He says softly. Bella sits up in bed and Edward sets the tray down on her lap. He hands her the spoon. She takes it and starts to eat the soup quickly. Her stomach has been craving food. She downs the soup and then chugs the glass of milk before taking the apple and the bottle of water. She puts them both on her small bedside table for later before turning around and facing the wall once again.
"Thank you." He murmurs quietly. Bella says nothing. Edward continues. "It is late. I am going to go to bed. I promise not to disturb you till morning if you wish to shower and change your clothes."
Edward lets himself out of the room quietly and sinks down on the floor outside of her door. He listens as she walks over to the small dresser to get some clothes before going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her. He smiles slightly. She will get used to being here and then he can share everything with her. He will tell her everything. They will share everything. It is only a matter of time. It will take her a while to adjust, but they will be happy together. He is absolutely certain of that.
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