Good news au bad news first? Good news? Great choice. The good news is, I'm back :) The bad news is, Bella's still missing. . .sorry.
Edward POV Flashback
I ran up to my father's suit and pounded my fist on the door loudly and until the door finally swung open. "Son? What's wrong?" My mother saw the panic etched on my face.
"Bella." I walked in the suit. "She's gone."
"Where did she go?"
"I don't know!" I ran my hand thorugh my hair. "The gil at the front dawati alisema a man with blond hair took her. I think Jame's has her!"
"Wait just a minute." My father walked in the living area. "Where wewe not with her?"
"No." I sighed and sat down on the sofa. "She said, all she wanted was some air. I got up to go with her but she alisema she was just going down to the lobby. She wasn't actually going anywhere. And I thought surley someone would see if something happened so I stayed in the room." I released to my father.
My mother was on the phont with Carlisle and Esme explaining everything as I spoke.
"Oh, God." I put my head in my hands. "This is all my fault."
"Son." Edward Sr. put his hand on my shoulder. "We're going to find her."
* * *
Carlisle and my father were looking at hotel footage that Jasper had hacked into, Seth and Jasper were hunched over maps and photos, Alice and Rose were trying to comfort Esme with a soothing voice and soft hand with my mother was fixing herbal tea. I was kwa the window, staring out at nohting really. My brain was to scrambled and fuzzy to really foucs on anything outside this room.
"Hey, man." I felt Emmett's meat hand on my shoulder. "Don't beat yourslef up over this. This isn't your fault."
"How the hell is it not my fault?" I nearly yelled.
"I know my sister. She has her way of getting what she wants. She's sneaky that kid." She chuckles. "We're gonna' find her."
"We've got visual of a man." Carlisle yelled out.
Every person in the room swarmed the two men, but not before I could get there first. My eyes were glued to the screen as I watched and my moyo wrenched.
The blond man, who we though was James, came up behind her and put a small rag over her nose and mouth. She fought, only for a moment, then wnet limp in his arms. With one hand he tucked the rag back into his pocket, and looked around to make sure no one was watching. He carried her to a black suv, laying her down in the back seat. He fiddled around with her for a moment, doing what I thought was tying her hands, then finally shut the door, and ran around to the driver's side before driving off.
"Back it up." I told him. "Stop." The video was paused on the man looking around, his face in plain view of the camera. "Jasper, hand me a picture of James." He came back with a clear picture, and I looked at the grainy one on the computer screen. "It's him." I growled and threw the picture down. "James has her."
When I came to, the first thing I noticed was that it was dark. Not pitch black, but I could only make out soft shapes around me. My nose burned, my head throbbed, my throat ached. I tried to songesha my hands, and they were tied in my lap. My ankel was chained to a loop in the concreat floor. kwa God, I was chained up like a dog.
I coughed from the musky smell then groaned with it lit my throat on fire. I just wanted a damn drink of water.
A door creaked open and light flooded through. I hissed and closed my eyes at the burning. Soft padded feet made their way to me and I heard the clinging of glass as it was set beside me.
"I'm so sorry." A soft bubble gum voice whispered.
"I made wewe a sandwhich and brought wewe a glass of cold water."
"Where-" My voice was scratchy. "Where am I."
"I'm sorry. I'm not alowed to say."
When my eyes finally adjusted I could make out her long curly red hair. "Victoria." I whispered and she gasped.
"I need to-" she made a songesha to stand but I grabbed her wrist.
"No! Look, I could help you."
"I don't need help." She yanked her wrist out of my grip."
"I could make wewe salama again." She got up and started for the door.
"That about your daughter!?" She stopped but didn't turn. "What's going to happen to her when wewe can't take anymore of him. Do wewe think he's just going to leave her be? I don't think so, Victoria. He's only going to hurt her to."
She didn't say anything for amoment, just stood their frozen. "You don't know what you're talking about." She growled. "So shut up! I don't need your help!" With that she stomped her way out of the room.
"Shit." I whispered to myself and rested my head against the wall.
I know it isn't long but this is just getting the ball rolling again. hope wewe like it anyway :)