I heard footsteps and looked up, only to see Carlisle walking over to me. He locked eyes with me, and didn't even break it as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a-
key?
He continued staring into my eyes as he unlocked the handcuff. I breathed out a sigh of relief and cradled my wrist in my hand. It was deep red color and indescribably sore.
"You okay?"
I didn't answer and only continued to cradle my wrist, whimpering slightly. Carlisle gently took my wrist into his hands and checked it over.
"I have a first aid kit in the kitchen, let my bandage that up." He said, still checking my wrist.
Before I could resound, he lifted me off the bed and began carrying me down the stairs. I wrapped one arm around his neck and kept my injured wrist on my stomach. I shut my eyes close
