She didn't speak after that, not even when he tried to coax her into a conversation. She didn't speak, only stared straight ahead or had her eyes shut, as though trying to block out the horrific memories from her mind that she knew would stay with her for a long, long time, for forever.
On the thirtieth day, something changed. They could hear a commotion from upstairs, shouts and screams being heard. "Witch!" Was what drew his attention in particular, more screams soon following. He nudged Olivia, but she didn't respond, her eyes shut as they had been for two days prior. Lifting her up with him, he wrapped the cloak tighter around her almost non-existent uniform, something that would almost certainly need to be replaced when they returned to Volterra. He cradled her to his chest, her head lolling against his shoulder as he supported them both against the wall, giving a quick glance down at her to find her eyes swill shut, his own waning strength making it difficult to keep himself up, let alone someone else.
More screams sounded from upstairs above, this time even louder, along with yelling. Footsteps hurried down the stairs, and he reacted to the sight of the familiar vampire with a snarl -the one who'd made the comment about Olivia in the alleyway back in Volterra. The man smirked, holding the keys out in front of him. "Now, you're going to make sure I don't die, or I'll do it again to her, understand?" He mocked in a slow voice.
Alec went to retort back but the man gave a sudden scream, collapsing onto the ground as he writhed. Soft footsteps echoed down the stairs, followed by two much larger sounding ones. It was a sight for sore eyes. Alec gave a smirk, pushing himself up off the wall and walking to the cage door. "Sister," he breathed, adjusting his hold on the blonde girl that still laid immobile in his arms.
Jane gave a smirk of her own, her eyes falling to the blonde that was nestled in his arms. They moved back to her brother as one of the larger, buffer vampires retrieved the keys that'd fallen on the floor, the other vampire swiftly detaching the head of the Russian vampire from his body. It burst into flames. Jane glanced at them briefly before back to her brother as the cage door opened and he stepped out. "You two seem to have grown closer." She commented coolly.
He glanced down at Olivia before humming, adjusting his hold on her as he felt his strength wane. "Because they did unspeakable acts, sister." He commented quietly and the other blonde nodded with a blank expression, beginning to walk back up the medieval winding stone staircase, Alec following her with Olivia, the two lower guard members following behind them in turn.
Smoke was everywhere as they went outside, the first daylight he'd seen in a month, and he could see everyone else waiting for them, Aro walking forward as soon as he saw them both. He gave a wide, giddy smile. "My dear boy, how glad we are to see you again, and Olivia," he trailed off, grasping the hand that his prized guard extended towards him, his smile falling from his face as his eyes fell towards the immobile vampire in his arms, her eyes till closed, her blonde haired head nestled on his shoulder. He dropped his hand. "I see. Has she not spoken since then?"
Alec shook his head. "No Master." He answered and Aro nodded, his facial expression grim. "Perhaps you should let someone else carry her, my boy. You need to conserve your own strength until we return home." He ordered, but Alec shook his head. "I'd much rather do it, Master." He answered quietly, holding his hand out once more, and Aro grazed it, briefly reading his latest thoughts, and he nodded. "Very well."
Soft covers against her back made her open her eyes, pulling her from her dazed state. Her eyes met equally black ones, and she swallowed, the burn in her throat unbearable. "We're home." He informed her and she swallowed again. He was quiet before he sighed. "Master Aro has ordered we be brought blood as soon as possible, so the burn should be gone soon." He added.
Olivia remained silent and he sighed. "Will you talk?" He all but demanded and she swallowed. "Talking hurts." She said in a monotone and he shook his head. "Well Master said he's come see you once you'd fed, and you cannot just mentally converse with him. He will want you to speak."
She was silent again before speaking. "Does he know what they did?" She whispered and he nodded after a moment. "He read my thoughts when we were found. He knows." He replied.
She swallowed again before sitting up, that mere action taking considerable concentration. He helped her up but she shook his hands off, her eyes blank of all emotion as she did so. He frowned. "Olivia," he began but she shook her head. "Jane must need to see you after you've been gone for so long without seeing each other. Go to her." She stated, her voice void of anything, and he shook his head. "No-" she cut him off. "I don't need any help, I'm fine, and I'll continue to be fine. I'm used to it by now anyways." She shrugged, grimacing as fresh pain spiked through her limbs. "I've been experiencing this since I was ten, Alec. So it happened again, so what? I brought it on myself by not telling them what my gift was."
Anger marred his features in an instant. "Don't say that," he spat, furious once more. Her coal black eyes flashed to his, they too angry. "Well I did, and its true, so leave me alone. We can just go back to hating each other. You can go back to tormenting me in training, and I'll go back to failing in it. Remember, I don't know how to reach my full potential because I'm afraid to turn out like my father, so go, and tell everyone about what happened if they don't already know, because I'm sick of people getting one over on me, so go, tell everyone about what happened." He clenched his jaw and stood, but hesitated, and then her eyes shone with fury. "GO!"
Sure enough, Aro came to see her as soon as she'd fed, the two human bodies being disposed of as soon as he came. She hadn't changed her clothing, not having had the opportunity to do so, so she wrapped her spare cloak around her shoulders, Alec's placed over a chair in the far corner of her room. He saw her uniform, at least what remained of it, and he sighed, pressing his fingertips to his mouth in a prayer stance. "I will arrange for a new uniform, Miss Felton, amongst other things." Was what he'd told her before patting her hand, releasing it and leaving her alone to her destructive thoughts.
She walked into the adjoining bathroom, peeling her dirty, battered body out of the remnants of what used to be her uniform, the tatters of almost black fabric floating down into a jumbled pile on the white tile floor. There was a floor length mirror, and after peeling herself out of the rest of her ruined undergarments, she stepped in front of it, withholding her horrified inhale as she saw the dozens upon dozens of scarred bite marks that marred her once flawless skin. They were everywhere -from her inner thighs to her stomach to her chest to her arms, and her lower neck. She swallowed, knowing that tears would be trickling down her cheeks were she still human.
She felt disgusting as she sat in the bathtub, the water long gone cold as she sat there, her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms wrapped around herself as though to shield herself from the horrific experience she'd just had. She closed her eyes briefly, opening them, ruby red irises going down to look at the scars that would now be with her for eternity, the mental scars that were now with her for forever, a constant reminder of the horror she'd faced in the past month, and the horror that she'd face every single day for the rest of her life.