Hey, I wrote this one without the help of my Beta, so sorry if there are some mistakes.
I hope you can enjoy it nonetheless :)
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Bella's POV
The silence that follows his words is suffocating. It makes the air thicker and it's getting difficult to breathe. My brain is working in a speed, that's surely not healthy. My thoughts are blurred together as I try to process, what he said. His words spin through my head over and over. Bella dear, today is the 8. April not the 1. The 8. The 8…I feel like I am going to hyperventilate. How is this possible? How did this happen? Has it something to do with the bandage on my head?
I try to think of this as a dream, but as hard as I try it's impossible. It's not realistic, that I can feel this much pain in a dream. At least not so much physical pain. My breathing is shallow as I try to escape my train of thoughts again and look at the three men before me. Did I meet them before? Is that, why they are not trying to kill me? It's not like they have to wait until I pay no attention to them. They could kill me easily whenever they want to.
My heart beats so fast, that it feels as if it would jump out of my chest any moment now. I shriek away as there is suddenly a hand on my shoulder. I try to relax and look back up into a pair of now pitch black eyes. Shock and careful hidden anger obvious in the black depths. "Bella?," the voice of the black haired man says soothing in my ear. "Yeah?" My sound sounds strange to my own ears, as if I didn't use it in a long time. I can feel tears in my eyes as I try to control my confusing feelings. Why do they make me feel like that? Why do I feel so safe? So protected? So loved?
I can't stop the tears anymore as someone hugs me tightly. I am too shocked and sad to do anything, but cling to the warm body in front of me. I don't understand, why it's so terrible for me, that I lost my memories. I mean it were just the memories of a few days, that's not so bad, is it? But that only causes my tears to fall faster down my face. I feel like I lost an important part of my life. As if I missed something, that I shouldn't have missed under any circumstances. It's wrong. It's just so completely wrong.
Aro's POV
I feel helpless. For the first time in my whole existence I can't do anything to change this situation. I look at my brothers, who seem to feel the same way as me. Our love can't remember us. She is even afraid of us.
It's unbearable to think that our sweet angel isn't able to recognize us anymore. Okay, probably she does recognize us, but that makes the situation even worse. Because for her we are just the Volture kings not more and not less. The pain in my unmoving chest gets only worse as I see the expression on her face. She looks so sad, so broken. I just can't help it I have to touch her. I have to show her, that she is not alone, even if she doesn't remember a thing about us.
My hand places itself on her shoulder and before I know, what I am doing I am hugging her. Holding her tightly to my body. Not wanting to let her go as she struggles a bit. I don't think she even realized, what she was doing it seemed much more like a reflex than anything else. After one or two seconds I can feel her relax into my touch. She is so vulnerable, so helpless. We are not going to leave her alone once more. Nobody is going to hurt our mate like this again.
My brothers, who joined the hug some time ago, and I place her soft body beneath the sheets as she falls asleep in our arms. My brothers and I exchange looks as I nod and stand up. Marcus sits beside the bed, where I was before. Caius and I go out of the room with just one lust glance back to our mate. We have to go. Our dear old friend is going to have a little conversation with us. An evil smirk forms on my face, as I think of the ways we are going to make her talk.
She is going to explain a lot of things to us and no "I didn't know, what I was doing" is going to save her from her punishment. She will pay for this and if it's the last thing, she is going to do.