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Disclaimer: All things twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer but the concept is all mine
Chapter 2
"Would you say that James was home often?"
"He was home as often as I expected, he worked some late nights but he always tried to be home early on Fridays and he always made sure that over the weekend there was time for us to talk. He went to Chicago a lot though for some seminars and meetings." I finished.
"Did he order odd things around the house such as organization, and Cleaning?"
"In our home everything has its place and it must at all times be in said place. The house always has to be spotless, not a speck of dust anywhere which is why we have a maid to help out since we are both busy with jobs. So yes I guess you could say that was odd."
"How many nights would James work late per week?"
"Two or three sometimes four but not very often for running his own company. He always made time for us."
"Does James have a family?"
"He isn't in contact with his parents and I think he has a sister that he will send a Christmas card to every year but other than that he has no family like me. Other than I have a brother that I am not really in contact with."
"You had no idea about the women who all look like you; long wavy brown hair, brown eyes, and they were all small in size."
"I didn't know."
"You had no idea about your husband?"
"No but I wish that I did. I wish I could have turned him in. James only had a little OCD or so I thought. I don't want people getting hurt because of me or because of someone that I married and it is all because he is scum."
"Was James protective of you around other men?"
"I haven't been able to talk to my brother or one of my best guy friends since we got married is that over protective?"
"Yes Ma'am I will take that as over protective. Do you believe that he had a hand in the no contact between those two people?"
"I think so I mean I have no proof but I think it was all him. I mean he takes care of everything in the house and for all I know he could have blocked their numbers."
"Do you know anything about his past?"
"Just that his parents were abusive and that he was in foster care."
"What was your sex life like?"
"I-I-I-um we haven't really had one for the last month."
"Is that not odd for a newly married couple?"
"You could say that but we are both very busy people. Me with my job as a journalist and James as the CEO of his own company(,) we just don't have time really anymore. We have some time to talk but normally we are just really tired."
"When you were sexually active has he asked for any odd practices?"
"No."
"Thank you Miss. MacClery, that is all."
I am shocked by the sudden stop of questioning and I barely have enough time to get out.
"May I ask you a few of my own questions?"
"Sure Ma'am."
"Did he ever say why?"
"Yes."
"Will you tell me?"
"He said it was to protect his wife from the monster that he truly is. That is why all of the women look like you."
"How many?"
"5 here in L.A. and another 3 in Chicago."
"That many? Do I have to stay in L.A., can I possibly go home to my family in Chicago?"
"You are not a fugitive so you may go to your home. Is that all?"
"Yes thank you."
He nodded his acknowledgement and left me alone in the room with Agent Clearwater.
"Do you want to see your husband?"
"Not really but I think I should. I have a few things that I need to tell him."
"Whenever you are ready Ma'am."
I take a few deep breaths and nod at Detective Clearwater that I am ready and I follow him out of the room down a hall and into a room with a two way mirror.
"Let me know when you are ready to go see him."
I look in at James and I see him sitting in a chair with a huge smirk on his face like he just won the Fucking lottery. I also see that there is another person in the room who looks to be talking to the lawyer.
"Can those two men leave the room and not be allowed in here?"
"If James agrees then yes."
"Okay I want to see him."
"This way." We go through a door beside the two way mirror and I am now face to face with my husband. My Douche of a husband who is now nothing but the scum of the earth to me.
"Look at this, it's my beautiful wife and the Detective. What can we do for you?" James asks in an overly sweet voice.
"Yea James I came to talk to you. In private if possible?"
"Leave." James says pointing at the two men.
"But sir-"
"I want to talk to my wife let me talk to her."
"Yes sir." They both say and they pack up their bags and leave.
Once everyone left, I a seat across from James. Trying to figure out what the hell I wanted to say to him.
"Why are you here I thought I said that I would call you."
"I got tired of waiting. I wanted to know what the fuck is going on and well now I guess I do."
"Who told you?"
"I think it started with the women yelling at me up front then the Detective calling me into his office and let's not forget that I was interviewed by the FBI."
"You know everything?"
"Yes."
"What do you think of your husband now?" He asks me talking about himself in the third person.
"I think that you are the most fucked up person I have ever met."
"Bella-"
"No you lost the right to call me that when you started killing women that look like me."
"I couldn't help myself."
"James if you had tried to talk to someone or hell even me then you might have had the chance to get through all of this bullshit. Do you do that?" I don't bother to wait for an answer and I continue on, "no you don't you fucking take people's loved ones away."
"Bella I don't want you to hate me."
"Hate you? You don't want me to hate you well fine then I am disgusted with you. I think you are one of the biggest fucking monsters in the entire world , what do you think of that?"
"Bella-"
"I SAID DON'T FUCKING CALL ME BELLA."
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry's not good enough sometimes."
"What does this mean?"
"It means that I am getting a divorce and I am taking everything."
"Bella don't do this please don't do this."
"Well to fucking bad you should have thought about this before you pulled all of this bullshit."
I walk out of the room feeling better about myself and everything that went down in there. Feeling stronger about myself and my new life that I am about to embark on and I am also secretly happy that I am going to have the money to start back anywhere I want to when I sell the penthouse and James' company.
I walk out to see Detective Clearwater standing outside the door holding it open for me. I nod my thanks to him and mumble that I will be back here in a few weeks.
"Bella if I may?" I nod to him and he continues. "Maybe you should take this time to figure out the changes that you need to make in your life. I know you want the divorce and all but you need to know the next steps you will take."
"Thank you for the advice." I say to him and I make my way out of the station and I notice that all of the crying women have been moved from the main part of the room to another place in the building.
I get home and I find a few messages on the answering machine one from a credit card company and the next from my brother.
"Listen Bells I know that we don't talk anymore and all but I heard about that douche and I really want to know if you are okay? Call me back when you get a chance. We really miss you here. Come home sometime soon please."
And before I know it I am packing a bag and running around the house trying to find my running shoes. Once I find them I throw them in the bag and rush out to the car. Chicago here I come.
I end up making it to Cedar city after the first day and I find a place to crash for the night before waking up early the next morning to hopefully get to Lincoln, Nebraska for the next night.
I am thankful that my dreams come true and hopefully this is the last night that I have to stay in a hotel. That is if Emmett takes me in. And well since tomorrow is Saturday I am hoping that I will be able to catch him at home. Well him and his live in Girlfriend Rosalie at home.
I get up and leave by 8 am the next morning and I hope to make it to Emmett's place in Chicago by 5. That is my plan at least.
I end up making it to Emmett's 3 story town house by 5 but I don't work up the courage to walk up to the door until 5:30 and when I do I take a very deep breath and I poise my hand to knock.
I knock on the door and I wait for it to be opened and trust me when I say I am not prepared for what is on the other side. The last person that I ever thought to see again is standing in front of me just as speechless as I am.
Who is standing before Bella is it Edward? HMMMMM
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