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Chapter 1
(BPOV)
Two days have gone by since I agreed to help Agent Lovejoy. I am now sitting in a hospital bed, waiting for Jasper and whomever else he was bringing with him to pick me up. I was nervous as hell and petrified that they would see right through me and know that I was not my sister.
Agent Lovejoy and his partner Demetri Colden have gone through leaps and bounds to teach me what Rose has been up to since she met Jasper. They even had stylists come in and add the same highlights and layers to my hair that Rose had. They had gotten a hold of her jewelry that she was wearing at the time of the accident and gave it to me to wear; her wedding rings being the most important.
While they were doing this, I was given a folder with all the information that was deemed 'need to know' about Jasper and his family, along with the type of relationships she had with these people. They claimed that they had gotten all of this information when they interviewed the informant.
As I looked over the paperwork, I can't say that I was honestly surprised by what I had discovered. It appears that my dear big sister hasn't learned her lesson from when Emmett caught her being unfaithful. She treated Jasper like shit and they always argued. He hates her and his family is right there with him. She is a horrible mother to Katie and has had numerous affairs that Jasper seemed to be aware of. Yup, she was the same cold, calculating, and conceded twin that I remembered. It made me feel sorry for Jasper and his family. It also made me wonder why he never divorced her. I can't say she didn't deserve it.
I was told that Rosalie came down here for the week to shop. At least, that's what she told her husband and his family. On her way back to her hotel, her car hydroplaned into a tree, knocking her out in the process. No one was around to help her and less than thirty seconds later, the car exploded with her still inside. The story that we are telling everyone is that I hit my head, making me a bit disoriented, but I was able to make it out of the car in time, just before it exploded. Felix, as he has asked me to start calling him, instructed the doctors on what to say and had them write up a file for me, even going as far as charging the insurance company as to not arouse suspicion.
To say Emmett wasn't thrilled about what I was doing would be an understatement. We argued for hours about why I am doing this and the possible consequences that could happen under different circumstances. I understood why he didn't want me to do this, but I knew I had to. If anything happened to Jasper or his daughter and I could have prevented it, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself, let alone look myself in the mirror each day.
I was also given a key to a postal box and was to send any and all evidence of the assassination to this box. I was to check it once a week in case they needed to contact me for any reason. The only one I was allowed to have any physical or verbal contact with was Emmett and if it was an emergency, he would contact the CIA for me. Everything had to be precise and we couldn't arouse any suspicion from Rosalie's partner. Demetri believes it to be somebody close, inside the family.
A knock on the open door to my room brought me out of my thoughts. Jasper. He was even more handsome in person. He had curly blonde hair that fell into his bright blue eyes. He looked to be about six feet tall and was very well built. He seemed to be dressing casual today, considering he is running for State Senator. He wore a pair of light blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket.
"Hey." He greeted. He didn't sound all that happy to be here.
"Hey." I gave him a small smile.
"You alright?" He asked, walking further into the room and over to the side of my bed.
"Yeah, just a bump on the head, but I'm a little shaken up." I answered as I watched him as he studied me.
I held my breath, sure that he was going to realize that I was not Rosalie and ruin everything that I prepared for these last few days. Fortunately, he didn't notice and continued to remain silent.
"Thank you for coming to pick me up. I know you must have been busy and I appreciate that you found the time to come here yourself." I thanked him, breaking the silence.
He seemed taken aback by my gratitude and he didn't seem to know what to say. I couldn't blame him, knowing my sister and how she thinks that the whole world is there to serve her, but I made it clear to Felix and Demetri that I refused to act like my sister under any circumstances. I had morals and was not going to stoop so low no matter what was at stake. They assured me that it was fine and agreed on the excuse that a brush with death changed my attitude.
"Uhh…you're welcome." He nodded, just as the doctor came inside to speak with us.
"Good Afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Whitlock." Dr. Hale greeted us with a cheerful smile on his face. He approached Jasper and held out his hand to shake, which Jasper took firmly. "I'm Rosalie's doctor, Jackson Hale. It's very nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you too, doctor." Jasper said as he released his hand.
"I came to speak to you about your wife's injuries and answer any questions that you might have." Dr. Hale explained.
"Thank you, I appreciate you taking time away from your other patients to speak with us." Jasper said thanking him.
"It's no problem, I assure you. It's actually standard procedure with head trauma's that I come to speak with you both personally." He clarified. "Now, it appears that when your wife had hit the side of her head on the window and it caused some swelling along with a little bit of bleeding and it caused her to become slightly disoriented, which is normal for that kind of injury. Luckily, she got herself out of the car before it exploded. She is a very lucky woman." He said looking at me.
Jasper nodded to himself, seeming to be thinking about something. "Is there going to be any side effects?"
"There may be occasional memory lapses, dizziness, disorientation, and possible insomnia at least until the swelling goes away and possibly a little after. Every brain injury is different so it is hard to say, but those are the common ones." Dr. Hale answered.
"Are there any other injuries besides her head?" Jasper wondered.
"Other than a few bumps and bruises, nothing you should be concerned about." He smiled at me.
"Is there anything that I should or shouldn't be doing when I get home?" I asked.
"For the next two weeks, there is to be no driving or operating heavy machinery, do not take anything that thins your blood and if you begin to run a fever, come straight back here. Understood?" The doctor instructed.
I nodded my understanding, giving him a small smile. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Jasper studying me with a confused look in his eyes as his face remained impassive.
(Jasper's POV)
How hard did she hit her head? I figured that as soon as that doctor said that she wasn't allowed to drive for two weeks, she was going to have a fit and attempt to argue her way out of this. At least, that is what she would have normally doneb.
Not to mention she actually thanked me for driving the two hours into the city to pick her up from the hospital. She's never thanked me for anything in her life!
She looked so at peace and calm just sitting there listening to the doctor and I speak. It was so un-Rosalie-like. What was she after now that brought on this sudden change? Either way, I'm sure it won't last too long.
The doctor brought her jewelry along with her release papers in and she signed them. I handed her the bag of clothes I brought from her room at home and stepped out of the room so she could dress.
When she stepped out of the room, she looked as beautiful as she normally did. It was a shame that she was the way she is. I miss the woman I fell in love with. The fun, spunky, and sexy woman who had ambitions to rule the world. Now, I can barely stomach her and her deceitfulness. Her lips are always poisoned with lies and she treats our daughter as if she nothing but a nuisance in her perfect life.
I opened the car door for her and helped her inside. I may hate the woman, but I am a gentleman, even to the worst kind of women.
We drove in silence to her hotel where Peter, Eddie and Riley were waiting for us. We figured that since her room is paid for the next 3 days, we might as well get some campaigning done while we're in the city.
Peter is my older brother. He looks a lot like me, except he has Mom's straight caramel hair and his face is a lot rounder. He's about two and a half inches shorter than me as well. He is married to a woman named Charlotte that he met in law school. She had gotten pregnant about a year into their relationship with their 18 year old daughter, Tanya. Their relationship hasn't been on the best terms and she has a nasty drinking habit. She loves Peter dearly, but he hasn't been able to return those feelings for years. He fucks around on her often and though he cares about Charlotte, he is a man with needs. Needs she is usually too drunk or emotional to fulfill.
Tanya is a wild young thing that has been acting out her whole life. I've caught her and Rosalie doing drugs numerous times. She is also very sexually active. Anything with two legs and a dick she goes after like a starving man to a medium-rare steak. She is very out spoken and has a permanent chip on her shoulder.
Edward or Eddie is my best friend from college that came back around recently to be my campaign manager. He has all the credentials and qualifications and is a very hard worker and my biggest supporter. Peter and Riley are a great help and have put their lives on hold to help with the election, but it's Eddie who goes all out there to ensure that everything is done and done perfectly. He can be a dick at times, but that obnoxious attitude and drive to push everything forward is what makes him the best at what he does.
My father, Carlisle, is also well involved in my campaign. He is the head of Whitlock and Whitlock; a law firm that he started about ten years after my parents got married. Now, it's one of the biggest and most successful in the state of Texas. My mother, Esme, is my biggest fan. She heads off the house and keeps my dad in line. She's the sweetest woman alive and a wonderful grandmother to my daughter Katie.
Riley is my younger sister Alice's husband. He is a lawyer at Whitlock and Whitlock's law firm. He is fairly new, and was hired a few years ago right out of college. When Alice met him, they just clicked and married not a year later. Alice is currently 4 months pregnant with Riley's child and they are both ecstatic about it. I envy their relationship and wish that I could have what they do. But Rose will never change. I don't even think that she is capable of truly loving. It would be a miracle if she ever look me honestly in the eyes and tell me that she loves me. It's been a dream that I've had since I fell in love with her. I've thought about divorce, but I put that notion on pause until after the election. That is, if Dad ever lets me. He hasn't let Peter leave Charlotte, so why would I be any different. Either way, I'll find a way. I've given her 4 years and I just don't see her changing into the loving wife and mother that Katie deserves.
I was brought out of my thoughts as we pulled up into the hotel's parking garage. Without a word, I walked around to Rosalie's side of the car but she had opened her door before I could get there. Odd. She never opens her own door, even though she is plenty capable doing it herself. She claims that it's a man's duty to cater to the female. If you don't open her door, she will sit there impatiently until someone does it for her. What in the world is going on with her?
A/N: So what did you guys think? Rose was a bitch, wasn't she? If you have any questions or comments, feel free to leave them in my reviews and I will answer them in my next author's note.
If you like this, you should check out my other stories!
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'Perplexing Revelations'
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