Erase This Now
Chapter 1
EmPOV
Waking up in a pool of vomit with a no idea how I'd ended up here in a jail cell was not my idea of fun. FUCK!
"Well, well, well. If it isn't sleeping fucking beauty." The guard said as I sat up gripping my head in pain.
"Fuck that hurts!" I yelled.
"Yeah, totaling your Porsche into a guardrail will do that to you at 50 MPH, with a blood alcohol level of 3.0, as well having cocaine in your system and a dime bag on you Mr. Quarterback." He sneered. "I'd like to see your lawyer get you out of this one." He walked away.
"Hey! Don't I get my phone call! And shouldn't I have been taken to the hospital?" I yelled.
He turned around and walked back down to me.
"A doctor came to you after the paramedics said you were safe to be transported here with a slight concussion. As for your lawyer. He was called. He's on his way, and he's pissed beyond belief, your agent is on his way as well. Hold tight." He spat.
I sat back down and sighed.
Shit if Edward was pissed, that wasn't good. That meant him and Tanya were having problems and he'd be a total douche the entire time he was here, no party time for him, ugh!
I heard the doors open and footsteps coming close.
Alec appeared at the cell doors.
"Al, what's up dude?" I smiled.
"First off, this isn't a pleasant visit. The guard is taking you to the showers, he's got you a change of clothes, Edward will be here in about half an hour, go get cleaned up, you can eat and we'll be ready when Edward arrives." He nodded to the guard and says he'll meet us in the interrogation room.
As I stepped into the interrogation room they were just bringing in some pizza and sodas.
"Ah, thanks Al." I smiled and dug into the pizza and soda.
"Emmett, we've got some pretty serious charges here and I don't need to tell you that Edward is not happy about having to come down here to Miami for your ass. He's pretty pissed." Alec shook his head.
"Pfffttt. It's only because his pretty trophy wife threw a bitch fit. There's probably some socialite event she needed pretty boy for in Seattle." I laughed.
"Fuck off Emmett!" Edward's voice snapped behind me, cold as steel and I spit my Coke out on the table.
"Fuck Edward. Give a guy a heart attack!" I laughed and stood to give him a hug.
"Sit your ass down! We've got shit to clear up and figure out what to do with your sorry ass." He glared at me.
Edward was beyond pissed and he was never like this.
"Hey man, is everything OK with Tanya? I was just joking about her. You know me and her always butted heads." I smiled.
"She's fine. It's… It's nothing. Let's figure your shit out." He pulled the papers from Alec.
Four hours later and me cussing up a storm I find out I'm not only suspended from the team the rest of the season, but I'm ordered to seek alcohol and drug rehab and pay $50,000 in fines.
"Really, Edward? That's the best you can do?" I argued.
"That's not all Emmett. You've lost your driver's license until you successfully complete rehab AND stay sober and drug free for one year. ALSO your team has the right to trade you at the beginning of next year, regardless of the multi-year contract you signed with them. It will stay confidential as to why they're releasing you, unless you fall off the wagon. Do you understand?" Edward sighed.
"Yes. Do I have to go to an actual facility or can I just be in a doctor's care? Do I have to stay in state?" I asked.
Edward made a quick call and found out the answers to my questions.
"You can go out of state as long as you're in the doctor's care 24/7 and the doctor agrees to weekly reports with the judge," Edward sighed.
"Good. Call your dad. I want him to be my rehab doctor." I smiled. "I want to come home."
"Fuck. Em, it's not a good time." Edward huffed.
"Edward, come on. I can't go to a facility. They're just going to get me hooked on a new drug to dry me out. Your dad will do it tough love. I know him. I need this. I'm ready." I ran my hands through my hair.
"Emmett, if I do this you better not fuck up. There's so much shit going on right not it's not even funny. Don't fuck this up. I won't hesitate to drop you as a friend and a client." Edward hissed.
"I promise. This will be my last fuck up." I sighed.
"Let me call my dad." He stepped out and was gone for a while.
"My dad agreed, but… He said the same thing as me. You better be in this for real. Our basement apartment has been renovated, so that will be yours, my dad will set up a plan with you and we leave tomorrow morning. Now let's get your sorry ass out of here." Edward sighed.
I was going to miss the sunshine, but I'd missed the rain for far too long…
My name is Emmett Mc Carty, I'm 27 years old and the Quarterback for the Miami Dolphins.
Edward Cullen has been my best friend since diapers and his wife has hated me for just as long, but his family adores me so that's all that matters.
And this is my story…
BPOV
It's cold, damp and dark in here.
I'm currently huddled up with my friend Alice, we were taken days ago while we were walking home from the gym.
There's four guys that we know of and they've done some pretty disgusting things to us, without going all the way.
They've told us they have to keep us hidden until the search dies down, and they were instructed to make sure that we were virgins, that wasn't to change and the deep voice had sounded throughout the building.
The tall creepy one with beady eyes came in and snatched Alice up by the hair and dragged her out only to come back in seconds later smiling at me like he'd won the lottery.
"Today's your lucky day Princess." He smiled.
"Stay the fuck away from me." I cried.
"Now, now. Is that the way to talk to someone who's going to feed you." He smiled.
I just looked at him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick, yanking my head back, forcing himself into my mouth.
"Now, if you bite me, it'll be the last thing you ever bite, so be mindful of that." He smiled evilly and proceeded to grip my hair tightly and thrust himself in and out as hard as he could.
I'd never done this before and I was crying, it hurt so bad, and tasted even worse. When he came in my mouth, I threw up all over him and myself. He beat the shit out of me for that.
"You'll learn how to fucking give a blow job without throwing up all over the fucking place, you stupid slut!" James yelled at me before punching me and knocking me out.
I don't know how long I was out before I was yanked up by my hair again and someone else's dick was shoved into my mouth. They didn't speak, it wasn't James, this person was smaller, they weren't as rough and they took their time, I didn't throw up this time and when he was done, he said "I knew you could do it. Here's some food." And left.
I heard a plate touch the floor and a can. I grabbed the can and took a big drink, and then gobbled the food, it's the first I'd had since I'd been here.
I fell into a deep sleep after I'd eaten only to be awoke by being dragged onto the floor by my hair.
"You need to shower." James shoves me in the shower and rips my dress off, stepping in with me.
There's three other men watching, he shoves me to my knees and tells me suck his dick. I refuse.
He slaps me and I start to cry.
"I didn't give you a choice did I?" he asked as he pulled my hair and rammed himself into my mouth.
"Remember, don't you fucking puke on me." He sneered.
He kept ramming into my mouth over and over until he came and I managed not to throw up on him.
"Finally." He shoved me away and got out. "Now wash off and get out." He snapped. All but one walked out, he turned his back to give me privacy.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Just hurry." He said with an edge.
I washed quickly and he handed me a towel and a little sundress and led me back to the room.
"Have you seen my friend?" I asked.
"NO! And I wouldn't ask James about her either." He snapped.
I nodded and sat on the mattress as her slammed the door, crying myself to sleep.
My name is Isabella Cullen, I'm 20 years old and live in Seattle, Washington.
I'm a junior at U of W and I'm majoring in journalism.
This is my story…
AN:
OK…
Here it is…
This is a little different…
It'll be in BOTH POV…
Emmett will be in Forks BEFORE he finds out what happened to Bella…
No he hasn't asked about her, b/c he's very self-centered at the moment…
He WILL sober up and realize what's happening soon… Carlisle will make sure of that…
I hope y'all will follow me on this little trip…
It WILL be Bella and Emmett… EVENTUALLY…
Please be patient…
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