Chapter 17

(Carlisle POV)

Emmet and Jasper rushed into the house in a panic, flinging their school bags on the floor and running around the house calling for Edward. Where had that boy run off to this time? Heaving a great sigh, I grasped Emmett's arm before he could knock over one of our many valuable vases, "Emmett, calm down and tell me what's happening." I said softly.

With a deep breath Emmett rushed out, "Edward got in a fight with Bella at school and left early but when Jazz and me went to find him we only found his car at the movie theater in Port Angeles and his scent was already fading and by the time it disappeared completely we were in the middle of the woods and Eddy was no where in sight!" so fast that any human and even I had trouble comprehending but got the jist of it.

I blinked. Mixed emotions coursed throughout my mind and body. I was angry. Angry that Edward... had run away from his troubles... instead of coming to talk to me like I always encourage him to... AGAIN. Sad that Edward had gotten into a fight with one of his only school friends. Angry again, this time at Bella for even fighting with my son in the first place and causing this mess. Worried that Edward may be lost, or worse, may have run away. Scared, that he may have done worse than run away or gotten into serious trouble.

Jasper groaned, "Carlisle!"

I took a deep breath and attempted to calm myself with little success, "I'm sorry son. Lets just hurry and find him before anything else goes wrong."

Emmett and Jasper exchanged glances and suddenly found their feet very interesting. I frowned deeply, "Boys... was there anything else you needed to tell me?"

Jasper ran a hand through his curly hair, "The place where Edward's scent stopped... there was a small camp. We found drag marks in the ground leading away from the tent. And blood on a tree." he whispered.

Again, I blinked. Someone had taken my son.

SOMEONE. HAD TAKEN. MY. SON!

(Jasper POV)

I knew we should have followed him. I can't believe we were stupid enough to let him go off all on his own! I know Edward definitely needed and deserved his space but still, Emmet and I should have known he'd do something so rash as to run off in the woods! I guess I assumed he would simply sulk on his own in a movie like he'd clearly planned but changed his mind.

Carlisle was beyond furious, which made me more furious than I already was, and my anger combined with Carlisle's slowly affected Emmett which also affected me and everything became an unclear blur of furry.

Emmett roared and punched a wall all the way through to another room. Thank goodness Esmé was away visiting the Denali's or he would have been in serious trouble despite his reasonings for such an outburst.

This family was falling apart without Edward and he'd only been gone a few hours.

We needed to find our little brother and youngest son.

FAST.

(Edward POV)

I screamed as I skidded across the cabin, my teeth falling from my mouth in shattered bits. I doubted there was a part of this room that wasn't covered in blood aside from my attackers.

Three days. It'd been three days since I was taken from my tent. Three days that I've had to endure this agonizing torture. I hadn't once been allowed to sleep. Every time I came close to it They would either throw water on me, flash a light in my eyes or blast a painfully loud noise that they made with a blow horn. But of course, being super intelligent vampires, they knew to cover their own sensitive ears first.

Today's beating had started early, almost immediately after they returned from their 'hunting' trip. Thats what they call it. I call it a slaughter run.

Laurent grabbed my neck and slammed me back into the wall, letting me fall to my knees which crunched loud enough to make a nearby bird chirp in alarm and fly away.

Lucky little bastard.

My legs had been broken two days ago after I tried to run. So had my hands after I tried to reach outside the window to grab a semi-edable looking apple that had fallen from a nearby tree.

Obviously they kept little food in the house since they didn't eat and I was allowed a meal a week. Boy doesn't that rule sound familiar!

I whimpered in agony. 'Dad' was clearly still royally pissed off that I'd escaped 11 years ago (AN: i realize that in the last chapter I said 16 years. THAT WAS A TYPO!) and he was determined to make up for all the missed beatings. There wasn't an inch of my body that didn't hurt or burn or sting. I had scratches every where from Victoria's vicious nails. My teeth hadn't completely fallen out yet but more than plenty of them were chipped or broken thanks to Laurent, James, and 'Dad'.

Victoria cooed as she kneeled next to me, "I feel a little bad boys. Poor Eddy looks exhausted! I say we let him sleep." she crooned, running a hand through my blood soaked hair.

Yes! Let Eddy sleep, please dear god let Eddy sleep and leave this hell if not only for a few hours!

Laurent shrugged, "This is getting a bit boring anyway. I suppose we could allow him some rest. Edward?" he asked, referring to my father. He grumbled reluctantly, "Fine." he sneered.

With a fake caring smile, Victoria stood, "Sweet dreams."

And after a small second of pain on the back of my head, I was finally granted bliss.

Sweet fucking dreams my ass.

I sat up slowly, happy to find that my legs were no longer broken and that nothing hurt. But severely disappointed to see that I was not dreaming of home, I was dreaming of my second personal hell, Forks High School. No one was in the halls but me, and the sky was blanketed in clouds, as always, casting an eerie shadow over the school grounds.

I wondered about the class rooms and halls until I finally found Bella at her locker, fidgeting with something inside. I glared. The last thing I wanted was to see this bitch. It was partly her fault I was in this mess in the first place.

Bella glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, "Hi Edward." her voice was rough and almost echoed. I seriously doubted for a moment that the noise came from her mouth.

This was a nightmare. I knew it before anything scary happened. And believe me.

Scary things happened.

I was going to walk away, ignore the bitch who always ignored me, and suddenly she wasn't the brown hair brown-eyed girl I used to have a crush on. WIth a great and mighty roar, a russet-brown wolf ripped away from her skin and firmly planted its paws in the tiled floors of the hall. But this wasn't the wolf I rode on as a child. I didn't pet this wolf after a run or bury my face into it's fur when I was cold.

This wolf was three times Jacob's size, with mangy, dirty fur that'd been ripped from its skin in some parts, leaving bald and scabbed skin exposed. Its yellow fangs were stained with blood and rotten flesh, as was the corner of its mouth, glistening with slobber. Deep, haunted, green eyes bored into my own, daring me to try to run.

And boy did I dare.

I didn't think it was possible for me to run so fast. For a moment I wandered if I was a vampire in this dream. But no. I saw my reflection in the wolf's dead eyes. Mine were still the same emerald-green they always were.

It didn't chase me. It stood its ground, merely watching me.

I stopped running and turned to stare back.

The wolf looked at me with sad eyes and bowed its head, a tear falling down it's balding cheek...

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