WARNING: This chapter contains violence.
CHAPTER 6
I know what I am supposed to do.
The Cullens told me.
Even Jake and the pack told me.
But it doesn't matter, not anymore.
Even though my brain is working on overload and provides me with 5 exit options, my body is frozen solid because it knows.
My body knows that even if I did get away with one of these options it wouldn't matter because there is nobody to run to. Not this time.
With the Cullens the strategy was to always keep my phone in one of the pockets of my jeans and click any digit if there was any sign of danger when they weren't around. If I kept it pressed for at least 2 seconds the phone was set to dial the phones of every member of the Cullen family. Even though with Alice's gift they would probably already be on their way in a situation like this because choosing a prey to feed off of is a choice.
With the pack it was different. I was supposed to create as much commotion as possible and run like the devil himself was chasing me.
The Cullens told me running was not an option because „I could fall and unnecessarily hurt myself", while the pack considered it a necessity because there was always one of the wolves in my proximity who would hear the noise I made and start running towards me. They also thought running was important because most vampires enjoy the thrill of the hunt and would let me run for a while just for the fun of it. That would provide me with the ability of getting into a safe distance in which the wolves would be able to take over. It didn't hurt that most vampires weren't aware of their existence, either.
But none of it matters. The fact still remains- I have no one to run to.
This time, everything is different.
This time, I am not able to do anything but wait.
If I ran or screamed I wasn't very likely to attract attention. The music in the Grill is too loud and even if someone did manage to hear me and got outside.. Well, let's just say my happiness wouldn't last long- it would just mean I signed someone's death sentence.
And that's something I'm not willing to do so I keep my mouth shut.
If I'm going down tonight, I'm going down alone.
Damn, where is an imaginary Edward with his stupid advices when you need one?
Ugh, I guess he found a better distraction then me, too.
Then again, I don't think even he would be able to help me. It' not like I know this vampire and can chase him away with my little scary stories of the Cullens avenging me.
After all, not even Laurent bought that and I still held hope of that happening at that time. This time I am sure it wouldn't happen which meant that the vampire in front of me would see right through my lie and it doesn't matter what I said so it's best to just get it over with.
„What do you want from me? " I ask him with a silent, shaky voice. I know he can hear me even if he still hadn't moved a muscle.
„Are you Bella?" He asks instead, his voice strong and confident.
My head suddenly snaps up to his face. He has light brown hair, full lips and a strong yaw. But there is nothing familiar about his features.
„I don't know you." I tell him with absolute certainty.
„Oh, but you will." He chuckles. „I asked a question. I have to be sure and you smell differently." He says, takes a few steps back and inhales deeply.
„Would it matter if I said I wasn't?" I ask, my voice laced with sarcasm.
„No, your heart is beating hard enough for me to know if you lied. Ahh..It's making my mouth water." He says and comes back in front of me. „But I'm not allowed to kill you. I'm here to deliver a message."
What?! Who would send me a message via a vampire?
Could it be? Have they.. No, they left me. But still.. No, Bella. Don't get your hopes up.
„A message?!" I exclaim, excitement evident in my voice- I can't help it.
He starts laughing menacingly. I just stare at him in confusion.
„From Victoria." He states.
It takes me a few seconds to comprehend what he just said. And then it dawns on me. He must have picked up the acceleration of my heartbeat and the cold sweat breaking out all over my body cause his sadistic smile just grew bigger.
„Wh..What message?" I manage to stammer out. „How do you even know I'm here?"
„Your wolf-friends blabbed in the woods and Vicky heard. Plans changed and here we are." He tells me.
„Who are you?" I ask.
„Riley."
„No, who are you to her? Last time I checked her coven was fully destroyed." I say and eye him curiously.
„I am her mate." He informs me confidently.
And that is my cue to start laughing. Who the hell was this guy? Mate? I know for a fact James is her mate.
„What are you laughing at?" He yells at me.
„You." I say through a fit of giggles. „Just deliver the message like the puppet you are and leave since you obviously have no idea what you're talking about and to whom." I sneer at him. There is no point in dragging this out and trying to find out as much as possible cause he obviously knows even less than I do and Victoria only told him stuff he wanted to hear.
„You bitch!" He yells and grabs me by my shoulders. „I am no puppet." He picks me up and throws me in the air.
That doesn't do any damage since I land on a wired fence and just bounce right off.
I still feel the goosebumps that erupted all over my body the moment his ice cold skin came in contact with mine. The feeling was both terrifying and comforting but I pushed those feeling away quickly.
„You gonna hit a girl?" I sneer. „Where are your manners?" I mock him and quickly learn that it wasn't such a good idea since I got a punch right to my ribs and I'm pretty sure they just cracked.
But I can't stop myself. If I can't do him any damage physically at least I'll put some doubt in his head. I know it'll eat him inside out.
„Do you even know why she sent you to get me?" I ask. „I bet she told you to break my leg, didn't she?"
That makes him stop in his steps.
„How do you know?" He asks with panic lacing his voice.
„Because her real mate did that to me and gotten himself killed!" I yell at him. „You are just a puppet, Riley!"
„NO!" He roars so loudly I have to cover my ears.
„Do you see this scar?" I show him my wrist. „This is the only evidence left of his existence."
„NO! She wouldn't lie to me!" He yells and steps closer to me.
„You know it's true, Riley. And that makes you mad at me." I spat at him.
He takes another few steps towards me and throws me in the air again. I, of course, fly in whatever direction he throws me at and fall right onto the side that holds my cracked ribs and air just whooshes out of me.
Tears start prickling in my eyes and I have a hard time containing my screams.
„I'm the reason her mate, James, is dead. She is avenging his death. And you are here just to scare me. But tell her this- nothing she does is gonna scare me. I am not afraid of her." I tell him with as much strength as I can muster but my voice sounds defeated.
„I can't listen to you!" He screams at me, picks me up and sits me down so my back is pressed against the fence and my legs are in front of both of us.
Then he looks me in the eyes, presses his ice cold palm onto my bare thigh and starts pushing slowly.
The pain is horrible and I can't contain my screams so I yell and toss around so I could get out of his grasp and leave but it doesn't work. He is too strong.
I feel the pressure of his hand on my leg increase and then finally heard the snap.
I thought it would be better after it was done but no. The pain gets even worse and my throat starts to burn from my screams.
„Tell your new vampire friends to take better care of you. You know Victoria likes a good hunt." Riley sneers to my face.
I can't think about what he just said so I just spat back: „Tell her to fuck off." This earns me a slap to my face which also sends me flying on the side of the road.
Riley then gets up, kicks my leg one more time and runs away into the night.
I can't even find it in myself to be relieved cause the pain is so bad. My leg feels ten times worse than what James did to it, the side of my face is probably already bruising and the pain in my ribs makes it difficult for me to breathe.
And I am utterly humiliated.
I never wanted to be a victim again and here I am, lying on the side of the road like a piece of garbage. Like I'm not worth shit.
So I do something I always do when I'm angry. I cry my soul out.
My eyes burn with tears and my head throbs and I am so, so tired that when I feel the darkness trying to pry its way into my mind I gladly welcome it and close my eyes.
I just want to be numb.
But the peace doesn't last long. I guess it never does when it comes to me.
I feel like I am being grabbed from everywhere and then I feel something soft being pressed to my lips and warm liquid starts pouring down my throat.
A/N
Here you go.
I know this one is a little short but school is hectic so I didn't really have time for this one.
I did write a few pages for another chapter (Which I'm super excited about! Hint: it has sth to do with the C's) but I have to squeeze a few more CHs in before that one..
Another thing I wanted to tell you is that I'm not sure when the next update is gonna be because I'm not sure I'll have the time to write it in time to post it by next weekend..
Also, I'm thinking of putting an Outside POV to CH 7. It was supposed to be in this one but..
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