Nostrum Fortis Leo | By : dmdarklord Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Slash Views: 15796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 19
Edward knew there was something wrong. Although he was unable to distinguish time in the pitch black boot of the car, he knew that it had been a very long time; he suspected it was daylight in the outside would. But how could that be? He had heard with his own ears that the exchange between captives and money was going to come at 11:00 at night.
He did admit to himself that at the time of the phone call he had been extremely weak, near unconsciousness. But when his Dad’s voice could be heard through the room, Edward had used all of his strength to listen intently to the conversation.
Now he was becoming confused and terrified at the possibility of what was now happening to him. The same feeling when being separated from Emmett and Jasper like before came rushing back. If he couldn’t be with his Dad and Mum, then he wanted to at least be with his brother and his brother’s mate.
Though, as much as Edward fretted about what was happening to him, there was nothing else he could possibly do. His life was in the hands of James.
Edward chose to block his thoughts and lower his fear and heart rate by focussing on the motions of the car. He tried to guess how fast they were travelling and concentrated whenever they turned and in what direction. He was still occupying himself with his task when the car slowed suddenly and stopped altogether. The engine shut off. A door opened. A key scrapped into, what Edward guessed was the outside lock of the boot. Then all he could see was blinding light.
“Hello, little Cullen,” James voice said softly.
When Edward was able to fight his eyes open, he saw that now familiar smile on the man’s face.
“Mmmgnh,” Edward tried to talk past the gag. He wanted to know what was happening.
“You have a question?” James said in a mockingly sweet voice.
Edward nodded.
“You want to know what’s going on, don’t you?” James said in the same tone.
Edward mumbled an affirmative.
James smile again and brought his hand to Edward’s face to brush his cheek. “I’m afraid to say that I never intended on giving you back.”
Shock widened those glistening green eyes as the words registered. They were spoken with such offhanded disregard that Edward had to repeat the sentence in his head to confirm he’d heard correctly.
“I decided it back when we were spying on you and your family. Your innocence, your beauty and your charm drew me in. I was surprised that, apart from your family, there was no one else in your life. You had no schoolmates, no girlfriend... not even a boyfriend. So as my colleagues organised the ransom, I developed a plan of my own.”
Sometime during the little speech Edward had begun to cry. He couldn’t believe it; his mind would not process. This man, this rapist, had intended to keep him all along, never to return home. He’d never see his parents again!
His body shook with sobs that could not escape his mouth. Was this really it? Would he spend the rest of his life captive to a mentally unstable man that had some sick fascination with him?
James caressed his face again and Edward flinched.
“Don't be like that,” James cooed. “It’s just going to be you and me from now on, so you’d better get used to it.”
The comment worked only to make Edward more distressed.
“Shh. You need to calm yourself. Do you want me to get angry?”
Edward shook his head hurriedly. Whenever James became angry Edward always ended up hurt or humiliated.
James smiled again as his words had an effect on the teen.
“We’ve had to stop because we are coming up to the border. It’s going to be risky, but I think I’ve come up with an effective way to control you,” James explained to Edward as he pulled the boy into an upright position in the trunk.
“It’ll be dangerous, I admit, but I’ve got our fake passports and when we get into Canada it’ll be much safer for the both of us.”
Canada? Edward’s breathing became short, sharp pants. Hope of ever being found was disappearing further and further out of reach.
“Now I’m going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream or shout I will throttle you until I break your jaw. Nod if you understand.”
Edward lowered his eyes and made the agreeing motion with his head.
Deft fingers swiped away the adhesive strip. Edward winced at the residue pain.
“Okay. Out you get. You’re coming to sit up front with me.”
James assisted the bound boy out of the very back of the car. It was the first time that Edward saw where they actually were. They had stopped on an abandoned dirt road surrounded by shrubbery and huge fir trees. As he was led around the side of the silver car, James took up the cuffs behind his back and unlocking them. He kept a firm grip in Edward’s arm to ensure he didn’t escape.
Edward was pushed into the front passenger seat and James crouched down so he was at eye level.
“Please don’t do this. I want to go home. My Dad and Mum...” the youngest Cullen trailed off, tears continuing to streak down his cheeks.
“Don't be silly. You’re never going to see them again,” James replied in a flat voice.
A hitching breath escaped Edward.
James tilted his head at the boy’s emotional pain. “Open your mouth,” he commanded.
Edward was too consumed with his grief to notice what James was saying. The boy turned away from the man before him and wrapped his arms around his waist.
“Open your mouth,” James demanded again. But when Edward continued to ignore him, he gripped the teen’s wet cheeks in a clawed hand and forced his jaw open.
Two white pills were popped into the orifice followed by a gush of water from a drink bottle. James covered Edward’s mouth with his hand until Edward swallowed.
It didn’t take long for the drugs to become effective. The gasping sobs soften and hitched until Edward laid his head on the seat and drifted off.
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