Chapter One
I walked swiftly, trying not to step too hard on the aged wood. Suddenly I head a voices, I put my head on the wall to decipher what they were saying.
"C'mon Steve, this'll be a great payday, I mean how can you say no to 125,000 dollars when it comes knocking on yo' door," His voice was rough and forceful.
"I dunno, it seems a little fishy, don't it?" The voice answered back, this voice was much more controlled and anxious.
My ear was still on the wall and I quietly followed the voices to a door that was closed. I put my ear on the door frame and listened closely, pressing my back against the wall.
"Come on, do you think we'll ever get a break like this?" The other man said, his voice hopeful on winning the argument.
"Okay, but if we get caught, it ain't my fault," The other man said, his voice thoughtful.
I chuckled to myself, he sounded like a 5 year old. I immediately hushed up. I brought out the gun slowly from my belt, making sure not to pull the trigger, and took a step closer to the middle of the door. I then backed up and kicked the door open with a loud bang. I felt the door fall to the floor, my hands were curled around the gun and I pointed it at the two men directly ahead of me. They were surprised, I didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure that out, but one of them was scared. I knew that one was Steve.
"Put your hands up and nobody gets hurt," My tone was vicious as I glared at the two criminals. All around them were different bags which I knew was filled with different drugs. They were both dressed casually, to look like they were normal people, but they weren't. They happened to be major kidnappers, not only that, they also sold drugs. The other man whom I didn't know looked at me like I was nothing. Merely an irritable fly that he would be able to get rid of in seconds. Boy, was he wrong.
"Watcha gonna do, Barbie?" The bold man asked.
I snorted, "First of all, I'm not blonde, second of all I'm going to kick you like the piece of crap that you are," I stepping forward, but I waited for something, something I knew that was coming.
"Bella, you're being absurd," a voice said in my head, so sweet and velvet, I smiled. The man stepped closer to me; I knew that he didn't have a weapon with him so I decided to make it a fair game. I took another step,
"Isabella Swan," The voice hissed, menacing but still beautiful. I smiled even more. The two criminals looked at me absurdly because I was grinning like an idiot.
I was closer to the man now, I put my gun away and kicked my leg as high as it could go and aimed it at the man's face. He wasn't expecting that and he fell down slowly, knocked out.
"Piece of cake," I muttered as I turned toward the other man. His face was scared. I could tell that he wasn't the fighting type. I eyed a gun in is pocket that was sticking out. His scrawny arms were hid under a big sweatshirt and his face was pale and sickly. He whipped out the gun, and aimed it at me, but I was too quick for him. I knocked the gun out of his hand with my foot. He scrambled for it and dived to the floor. I pounced on top of him, I could feel his heartbeat, and it was wild. I took out my hand cuffs out of my belt and tried taking his wrist. He fought wildly for a couple of seconds, but then gave up.
"Good choice," I said. He winced.
"Bella," A frantic voice came from the door. I looked up to see my partner Peter.
"What up, Peter?" I asked as if there was nothing wrong with me trying to handcuff a person and a knocked out person two feet away from me.
"You alright?" He asked, as he stepped forward to give me a hand.
"I'm great!" I said smiling up at him.
"This is why they call you Bizarre Bella back at the station!" He muttered to himself as he rolled his eyes.
I heard the sound of footsteps and a couple of seconds later a friendly face popped in.
"Hey Lexi, could you give me a hand?" I asked, pointing at the struggling victim underneath me that was trying to escape.
"No problem!" She said as she came forward and closed his mouth shut with duck tape.
"Do you want me to knock him out with knocking gas too?" She asked as she grinned evilly.
I rolled my eyes, "No, it's fine. Did you find any evidence though?"
Her eyes grew wide at my subject change. "Yeah, loads! I hacked onto their computer and found all of these plans on how to kidnap people,"
"That's amazing," I said, my voice was in monotones. It clearly indicated that I didn't really care.
"Hey Pete, get Sleepy for me," I said as I pointed my chin to the man that was unconscious on the floor. "Lexi, you get the laptop and all the other evidence and I'll get Dopy over here. I said as I stood up and pulled Dopy up to. I dragged him downstairs with the sleeve of his sweatshirt.
"Got the laptop?" I asked Lexi.
"Yup," She answered.
"Got Sleepy?" I asked.
"Yup," said Pete as he walked out of the bedroom with the man slung across his back.
"Great, we've got everything." I said as I walked out of the house with the criminal with me.
"Hey, Pete.." I was about to ask if he locked the door, when a velvet voice went thru my head.
"Bella, he's going to try to escape," The voice was panicked, and so attractive.
I then turned around to the man trying to get away. "Not on my watch," I said in my head. I then kicked him really, really hard. Right. Below. The. Belt.
"Ugggg," He groaned, as he fell the ground.
"Nice!" Lexi's voice was appreciative.
I turned around to face her, "Thanks," I grinned. Lexi helped me push the man into the car and gag him shut.
"Hey, Peter, ya commin?" I called out.
"Uggg, this dude is hev-vy" He came outside holding the guy bridal style. I stared and started cracking up.
"What," He asked, his voice was muffled.
"You look g-" I didn't get to finish my sentence, but Pete knew what I was talking about.
He rolled his eyes. "Just get in the car Bella, before I kill you,"
" Kay," I smiled innocently as if I didn't do anything wrong and skipped to the front of the car.
Peter got in the front with me, and Lexi got in the back with the two criminals.
"Why do I always have to sit in the back?" Lexi whined.
"Cause your to slow and didn't come in the front first," I said shrugging. Peter stated pulling out of the drive-way.
Lexi grumbled. "So Lexi, wanna go to dinner with me," Pete asked, knowing the answer would be yes. My throat tightened. I put my hands across my waist and held it there tightly. It was moments like these in which I knew that I never got over him. No matter how hard I tried, but it wasn't that I never got over him. It was the fact he was never coming back.
Damn it, Bella, get over him, it's been five years. But I scoffed at that thought. Like I could ever forget him. I tried very hard though, in the beginning. I hung out with Jacob; he was my sun that took away most of the clouds. But of course Jacob was never more than a friend for me. Jacob's personality was bound to rub into me sometime. It was then that I realized that when I was doing something stupid that I could here Edward's voice.
So then I decided why not get a job that is stupid and dangerous, and get paid…just for hearing his voice. So I became an officer. Charlie hated it. He begged and pleaded with me to do something more "safer". I didn't listen to him though. I went to college, four years, and then I stated crime training. Sometimes I would be put as an undercover agent, sometimes to raid people's houses. And the whole time while I was doing this I could hear his voice. His smooth voice telling me this was stupid and to stop doing it at once. I never listened to it; I just kept on doing what I was supposed to be doing.
It was dangerous stuff; I almost go shot once, but barely missed. Most of the time I was lucky and got out alive, a couple of times I got punched and kicked at but that was nothing. The promise that Edward made went to shame. "It will be as if I never exsisted." I laughed bitterly at that thought. My whole life revolved around him, even if he didn't love me back. I could still remember his jaw clenched and his smoldering gold eyes, the smirk he had when I said something amusing to him. I closed my head back and put my head on the headrest. A small whimper left my lips.
"Bella! Bella!" A frantic voice called. They were shaking my sholders. I opened my eyes to see a very worried pair of blue eyes staring back at me. "I'm fine Peter," I said grinning weakly. Horns started honking at us, and I saw that the streetlight had turned green. Peter started driving. "Bells, you okay, you scared us," I looked at the back seat to see Lexi.
"You were moaning and crying." she said. I swiped my check and truly enough I had been crying.
"Where you sleeping or something?" Peter asked.
"No, Pete, I just had a bad memory," I said trying to relive them from their worry.
"Oh-kay then," Lexi said shrugging. I chuckled, none of them would understand, even though they were my close friends. Lexi and Peter were together, boyfriend and girlfriend. But I knew Peter was thinking about tying the knot soon. I was happy for them, just certain moments made me go back in time sometimes. We all lived in a townhouse together, which was perfect. We were usually put into cases together.
I looked out the window and got my self got myself lost in thoughts…thoughts of him.
