Hello people of earth! Here is the next chapter in the story! YAY! Guess what! I have my beta reader back! *does a little happy dance* sorry for the long wait though. Sorry for the short chapter the next one is going to be a tad bit longer!
I don't own Twilight (if I did though haha oh the things I would do).
~Alice POV~
"Oh Alice where are you? Did he hurt you? Sweetie, are you okay?" Jasper gasped painfully. I could tell he was horrified: Jasper never rambled on like this.
James pushed me towards a door, and I glared at him in response. He opened the door and pushed me down the stairs, and I shrieked surprised as I landed awkwardly. I sat up on my knees while searching for the phone. In a flash, James was next to me; looking like he was trying not to laugh. I stood up – my anger bubbling over to the boiling point – and punched him square in the jaw with all the force I could gather. Catching him in a moment of surprise, he clutched the side of his face for a moment before turning his attention back to me.
The look in his eyes was one of the most terrifying things I had ever seen – I could only image the things running through his mind. He snapped his head toward Gabe, and I braced myself for what I knew was coming next.
Mind consuming pain hit me once again, oddly reminding me of the Cruciatus Curse, from the Harry Potter books. I let out a whimper as I clenched my eyes, wanting nothing more than to forget the horrible situation I was in. I felt James slap me across my face, as if he did not think I was in enough pain as it was. Gladly, I would have killed him if not for the fact that there was no way I would win that battle.
"Jas...per." I gasped, failing miserably at keeping the pained tone out of my voice. The last thing I wanted was to worry Jasper more than he already was.
I focused my mind on calming – making nothing reality but the sound of my one true love. As long as his voice was in my mind, every worry was gone. For a moment, I was alone with Jasper.
"What happened?" He asked immediately, as if he could sense my emotions, despite the distance between us.
"He pushed me down a staircase, and then had his partner use his power on me." I explained, trying to return my tone to a normal voice. "I'm in a basement in Oregon."
Suddenly, the phone was yanked from my hand, pulling me out of my day-dream. With a sickening feeling, I was forced to remember where I was and who I was with.
"Hello Jasper. Edward; Bella how are you?" James said, as they were old friends. I once again fought the urge to lunge at him – he had no right to talk to my family that way.
Jasper responded in a voice I could not understand in my dazed state. James flipped the phone and put them on speaker – why he would do that was beyond me.
"Bring Alice home!" Bella demanded.
"Ah… sweet little Bella." James taunted, savoring the words as if he could still smell her blood. He shook his head, as if in remorse, before continuing.
"I'm going to give you to this time tomorrow. If you find us by then I'll give Mary Alice over with no fight." James offered, as if he was being kind. "If you are so much as one minute late you will never see her again. You already know we are in Oregon, Mary is 10 hours away."
I had hoped that he would not play games like this: I knew he would never let me go, and odds were he would make Jasper watch me die. Jasper had to know this.
"Let me talk to her again. Please." Jasper begged quietly. I could tell by his voice that he was formulating a plan; his experience with Maria taking over as he calculated every aspect of this situation into his mind.
James laughed, thoroughly enjoying the agony in Jasper's voice. Grabbing me by my hair and pulled me over to him, placing the phone roughly in my hand. The moment he let me go, I slapped him across the face; turning before he could react.
"Jasper? Please find me! I can't tell you exactly where we are…" I could feel a vision attempt to take me over – one that was too powerful to ignore.
I was sitting in the basement of the house; my clothes dirty ripped and torn. I looked purely petrified. Gabe was sitting across from me, staring as if he was the lion, and I was the zebra. The look of consideration was in his eyes; as if he was trying to decided whether or not he was going to attack me.
Light footsteps rang so quietly that a human would never be able to hear them; within the same second, James was next to me, a smirk on his face.
"Well, Mary Alice. It seems to me that your Jasper is a bit late." He gloated, as if he had been waiting for this moment, pondering what he would say and how he would feel. "It has been more than ten hours now, and he still hasn't shown up!"
Anger flashed across my face, and a soft growl echoed in my chest, "Stop this." I ordered, trying to sound as threatening as Emmett.
He chuckled as he lightly placed his hand on the side of his face: his touch was like the fang of a poisonous snake, rather than the tender love of Jasper's fingers. I could feel as his hands tightened, and tried to move away from him before he began to hit me.
I fell back onto the bed trying to block his attack – but he had lifted me by throat, pushing my head into the concrete wall behind me. I tried to get out of his grasp, but before I was able to fight him off, James dropped me on the bed roughly, as if he wanted to make sure I was in as much pain as possible.
I struggled to push him off of me. Jasper had taught me how to fight, but James had the upper hand in this situation, and he had entire control over me.
"JASPER!" I cried, even though he would never hear me.
I came out of the vision dry sobbing and shaking, glad for the first time that Jasper was not around me. I did not want him to see me like this.
"Please don't please don't hurt me!" I begged – turning toward hysteria as the future grew more and more unbearable. Jasper would have told me that I had to stay calm, that I could not let the enemy know what I was feeling. I had never thought that would be difficult until I ended up in a circumstance where I was unable to defend myself.
"Jasper!" I cried, wanting nothing more than to hear his voice, even if I would have to live with the fact that it might be for the last time.
"What did you see?" James demanded – as if he had a given right to that information – while tightening his grip on my short hair.
"Please Jasper you have to get in time," I said blindly, praying I was not leading the love of my life into death. "He is going to do horrible things to me! Please get here on time" I cried, ignoring James to the best of my ability.
"Come here," James said to his partner, the hidden meaning in his voice clear.
My fear spiked as Gabe flitted to my side. He seemed to consider me for a moment, before my world once again became controlled by pain.
James smirked as he stepped softly on the phone, none the less achieving to smash the object into dozens of pieces, sending them shattering every where.
"No!" I screamed. It was like my heart was breaking; knowing that any chance I had of talking to Jasper had been taken away from me. "Please...just let me go...please."
James leaned down to my level, as if he was a teacher confronting a child. "What did you see?" He asked softly, the threat still clear in his voice.
"I have no reason to tell you, you vile –"I answered, before he cut me off.
"Just tell me!" He yelled. I could tell he was losing his patience with me, and his annoyance somehow made me feel better – despite the fact that the madder he got, the more likely my vision was to come true.
"I will never tell you anything I see." I answered venomously, the words nearly coming out as a growl as I struggled out of his grip.
Letting his anger get the best of him, James pushed me away from him and left the room. I knew that there was no way that he would not come back, more determined than ever to figure out what I had seen, but for the moment, I allowed myself to celebrate the small victory – I had won for now.
The nagging part of me told me that my troubles had only just begun: I was now alone down here with Gabe. And something told me that he was far more dangerous than James was at this moment.