If You Only Knew…Chapter 7
A/N: Thank you to everyone that reviewed, or alerted! It means the world to me!
Previously:
Images flashed through my mind and after a moment, I opened my eyes to see Carlisle's worried, yet skeptical face.
"What did you see?"
"I can't really say, but I suggest you all brush up on your fighting techniques…soon."
With that said, I pushed myself up from my chair and headed for the door, hoping that they would take my advice and start training as soon as possible
Chapter 7
The surprise that awoke me the next morning was totally unexpected. I was asleep on the living room couch when an icy touch on my face startled me and my eyes flew open. The second that I registered just exactly who had woken me up, I panicked and prepared myself to scream. The scream never escaped as her icy hand covered my mouth, shushing me. My wide eyes were glued to the ruby eyes of my captor as my body froze, terrified.
"We wouldn't want to disturb the major now would we?" I shook my head no as she motioned to the stairs. In my head I was screaming, panicking. 'What did she want with me?'
"Good. Because it would not be very wise to alert him that I was here." She chuckled evilly. Her eyes roamed over my body, a smirk breaking out on her face. "And to think, you are the cause of all of this. A measly human. Killing you will be so much fun." She sneered, her hair moving as she laughed making it appear her hair was in flames. She removed her hand from my mouth, and I spoke hesitantly.
"But, Victoria-" I started. I didn't finish that sentence as I felt my body lift from the couch. The blanket that had covered me fell to the ground as her icy hand tightened around my throat, suspending me in midair. I struggled feebly, her grip strong and sure.
"Please." I tried to choke out, my lips moving, almost making no sound at all. I began to feel lightheaded as she continued to suspend me in mid-air, her crimson eyes wild and hungry. I thought I heard a slight growl as my lack of oxygen was causing me to begin to black out, dark spots invading my vision. The darkness was just about to take over when I felt my body become mobile, and I felt her icy hand disappear from my throat. Moments later, my body slammed into something hard and the darkness enveloped me.
Within the darkness, I heard voices. They still sounded muffled, but they were slightly clearer than last time I had heard them. Again I tried to listen to what they were saying, but I couldn't make out the words. I tried to move or even open my eyes, but the darkness made me immobile preventing me from doing so. I sat helpless as the voices began to fade and I was once again left for a moment in complete silence, and as before, I began to hear a new voice instead. The weight that had held me immobile lifted, and I stayed perfectly still as the husky voice became louder, my breathing the only indication that I was alive.
"Winter, Can you hear me?"
I wanted to respond, but the pain increasing in my body indicated that something bad happened and therefore knew that it would probably be better if I remained immobile.
"Try not to move." He instructed, as I felt an icy touch on my back. "Carlisle is on his way."
I felt a light prodding around my body, and a moan escaped my lips as his hand hit a particularly sore spot.
"I'm sorry, Winter."
A few moments later, I could vaguely hear Jasper telling Carlisle about my injuries, and soon I felt a different set of hands prodding around my body, a whimper escaping my lips at the pain. It felt like my body was hit by a bus. Every small movement that I had made felt like my muscles were tearing apart, as salty tears leaked from my eyes.
Very carefully I felt my body move, so I was laying on my back and not my stomach and for a moment I was not thinking about anything but the pain. A small scream ripped through my bruised throat as the pain spread through my body.
"Winter, You're going to be alright." I heard Carlisle reassure me. I opened my tear filled eyes carefully to look at his face, trying to tell him about Victoria, but the words wouldn't come out. "It's alright, Don't try to talk. You've got a lot of bruising around your throat, so you probably won't be able to talk for a little while, OK?"
I nodded in understanding, as Carlisle and Jasper carefully lifted me off the ground and placed me back on the couch. I didn't understand why they both helped me up when I'm sure either one of them could have easily done it themselves.
Within a minute, two pills were dropped into my right hand, while a glass of water was thrust into my left, and I looked at the pills warily.
"It's just something to help with the pain." Carlisle assured me, watching me carefully. I hesitated in taking the pills, only because I was debating within myself as to whether or not they would do anything to harm me. Deciding that they wouldn't, I popped the pills into my mouth and with some difficulty managed to swallow the medicine. Carlisle told me that my neck was so bruised from Victoria's grasp that it was a miracle I could even breathe, let alone swallow medicine, and I was relieved that she didn't get a chance to kill me.
Feeling tired, I yawned, wincing slightly at the movement, and soon, Jasper was covering me up with the blanket that had fallen to the ground. And as Jasper started pulling away from me, I became fearful that Victoria would return and hurt me once again, and grabbed a hold of his arm ignoring the pain that came with the movement. Pausing at the movement, his eyes flashed from my hand to my panicked face, confused.
Struggling, I mouthed, 'please don't go.', my fearful eyes begging him to stay to protect me in case she returned.
"Don't worry," he drawled, smirking slightly. "I'm not going anywhere." Reluctantly, I nodded, and let his arm slip from my grasp. I watched as he crossed the small room to a chair and sat down, his eyes on me. Sighing, I was slightly comforted by this and relaxed against the comfortable couch, drifting off to sleep with Jasper watching over me.
I don't know how long I was asleep, when an icy touch brushed against my face. For a fleeting moment, I thought Victoria had found me again and jolted awake trying to get away from her, ignoring the protesting from my sore aching muscles. Embarrassment flooded through me as my panicked eyes landed on Esme, who was seated next to me, and I relaxed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you." Esme spoke, cautiously, her golden orbs watching me her hands now resting in her lap.
I shook my head, and tried to apologize or explain my freak out, but unfortunately my voice wouldn't cooperate. I sighed and brought a hand up to my bruised throat, carefully touching the bruises, hoping Esme would understand.
"It's alright, dear." She assured me as she watched my movements. "I know it's difficult for you to talk right now."
Suddenly I got an idea, and gestured for a pen and paper, and as soon as they were in my hands I wrote:
How long before I'm able to talk again?
"Don't worry. Carlisle says the swelling will go down in a couple of days." She assured. "How are you feeling?"
It took a moment to respond as I moved my arms and legs around trying to gage my pain level.
Alright, I guess.
Her eyes glanced at my words just as my stomach growled, and I realized that I was starving. I brought my hand to my stomach, and Esme just laughed heading for the kitchen. I shook my head, laughing to myself setting the paper and pen down on the table next to the couch. Wincing, I pushed myself into a sitting position, trying hard to ignore the pain that was radiating through my body. I began to get confused when the pain started to decrease, and I opened my eyes to see Jasper relaxing in the same chair that he had taken up residence in when I drifted off to sleep, and I understood.
Jasper was taking away some of my pain.
I nodded a 'thanks' in his direction, relief flowing through me as I realized that he actually stayed.
"You're welcome." Jasper drawled, smiling. I was distracted when Alice breezed into the room and a moment later, the television clicked on.
"You need to see this." She stated, focused more towards Jasper, and Esme who reappeared holding a bowl of hot soup for me. Taking the soup from Esme, my eyes flashed to the screen where I was watching a news report from a young woman, commenting on the killings in Seattle and a familiar picture flashed across the screen.
The photo was of a missing kid no more than twenty with a long face, and dark brown hair. In the picture, he was smiling, but his smile was making me feel like I was going to be sick. Under the picture, was his name, and I almost dropped the soup in my hands. I could feel the blood draining from my face as my breath caught in my throat. I tried to tear my eyes away from the letters of his name, but I couldn't.
'If you have any information on the whereabouts of Riley Biers, please call….' The newscaster was reporting.
I tuned out after I heard his name, knowing it wouldn't be long before he would be after me. How could I have forgotten about him? I knew it wasn't just Victoria that created the army, but Riley that helped create the army that would eventually be led to Forks hell bent on killing me and the Cullen's. I needed to know how long. Hastilly, I placed the soup on the table and snatched up the pen and paper scribbling messily.
Alice, are they coming?
Her eyes flashed to my scribble, and she shook her head 'no'. "No I haven't seen anything. Have you?"
It's complicated.
I hesitated at my next sentence, but I needed to know.
Has Jasper taught you how to fight?
"Why? Should he?" Esme asked, concerned. I nodded my head.
Alice's eyes bore into mine. "What did you see? What do you know that I don't know?"
My pen hung in the air just mere millimeters from the paper as I hesitated. How much should I tell them? Shrugging, I quickly scrawled out:
It's connected. The disappearances, and the killings in Seattle.
"How? How do you know that?" Jasper's rough voice broke through the silence. I flipped back to my previous comment…It's complicated…and pointed to it. At the very end of the paper, I scrawled
Trust me.
I threw the paper and pen down on the table and ran my hands through my hair, sighing. What am I supposed to do now?
A/N: So how did you like that chapter? Good? Bad? Excited that Victoria has finally made her appearance? Review please! Thanks!