Cullens can sleep because Carlisle came up with a syrum that allows them to.
A strange, native american-like coven had kidnapped the cullens,
and they had been using us as slaves. Degrading. Carlisle didn't really
seem to mind that much, he was used to workin hard, he had worked hard all
of his life, but I could tell he wanted to go home badly. We all had
simple clothes on, tan sweatpants for the boys, and a tan short sleeved,
knee length dress for the girls. All of the guys were considerable eye
candy, especially Edward and Carlisle. The lead vampires always checked on
us to make sure we were working, and when one of u
Bella's point of view.
As Edward and I lie in my bed, Edward's phone rang, he picked it up, and
I saw his expression change from happy, as it always was with me, to a hurt,
horrified expression. He hung up, and hugged me, sounding like he was sobbing.
"Edward?" I asked, horrified by what was happening. "What happened?"
"Carlisle is hurt! Esme isn't sure how it happened, but he's hurt badly, Bella!"
I never thought once that a vampire could be injured, but i guessed, it could
happen, if someone got them the right way, but Carlisle was the most experienced
by far, so this attacker had to be very strong.
"I...Is he alright?" Edward s