I don't own Twilight as we all know. RKD-Cullen edited this chapter, a special thanks to her! Jasper P.O.V. for this chapter, this won't be a habit because I can't think like a gangster but I wanted to give a little insight in his mind. A special thanks to everyone who has read/favorite/follow/commented you guys out gummy bear awesome!
Chapter:3 Say It Isn't So Jay P.O.V.My car screeches to a stop outside of the beautiful estate. The night is young but nippy. Well what do you expect in Chicago? I straighten out my tie and walk up the cobblestone walkway to the front door. With an experimental sniff I catch a whiff of strawberries and vanilla. Izzy; or as I like to call her Choc: which is short for chocolate because of her beautiful eyes, fell asleep on me as we curled up on the couch and ate ice cream. We talked a little but nothing heavy. We both are getting use to the idea of four. Fuck. Four!
John opens the door for me when I finally knock. If Emmett, the ass, didn't call me and remind me of the sit-down we were supposed to be having tonight I would have slept on that tiny couch with Choc until she woke. Emmett and Rose are seated in the living room where Bella and I were watching television, Emmett is playing a game while Rose files her nails.
"Where the fuck is everyone?" I snap startling Rose. Who shoots daggers at me.
Emmett doesn't look up from his game. "Edward is running late. He and Alice got into a fight over party gifts. Carlisle is behind because Esme wanted him to look at something and Laurent is lurking around here somewhere."
I hate every single last one of them. No one has the capacity to do something as simple as be on time. I was on the other side of the fucking city and still got here on time. Add onto the fact I still have a headache from when I fell earlier, they are lucky I am not making a hit list right now.
"Call them and tell them they got thirty minutes before I leave."
"Sure thing." Emmett looks at me knowingly.
Choc told me he was at the office. I'm relieved she only told him. Now I have to figure out how to tell the family before the media. We got lucky and there weren't any paparazzi at the office but it's only a matter of time before papers are leaked: I give it two days tops. But I have to tell my family soon so they can adjust. Sighing I walk into the living room and sit besides Rose.
I might give Rose shit but I love her like my own little sister. The feeling is magnified just by her being close to Choc. I know she is going to have to adjust to this and it's going to hit her hard. There were many nights she showed up on my doorstep crying over her lost babies.
"Rose, I got to tell you something," Fuck, why do I sound like a nervous teenager?
She looks at me blankly, "If you are finally going to propose to Bella don't go the Tiffany route that's expected and she deserves better."
"What the hell? I am not marrying Choc!" I shake my head disgusted, "Why does everyone want me to tie the knot?"
"Oh please, anyone who knows you, knows you're smitten."
Smitten? "Rose, shut up."
"If you aren't proposing then what has you shaken so bad?"
"Isabella's pregnant."
I don't even realize Emmett turned the game off but he is suddenly by his wife holding her. She is still looking at me in shock, Hell I haven't even gotten to the good part. Her mouth opens and close like she is speaking without sound. Rose is one of the few women that could ask for anything and I would give it to her; I just wish she would tell me something right now to make this alright with her.
"You fuck her and you won't marry her!" She screeches sending a hard punch to my arm.
"You don't have to get married to have a baby," I mumble.
Rose gets to her feet and starts pacing, "How do you know? Why hasn't she told me?"
"I am the father, I deserved to know before anyone. We went to that wacko that everyone was raving about," He won't be in service long, by tomorrow he won't have his medical license.
"I've got to call her."
"Wait a damn minute!" I snap, "She is asleep, so let her sleep. Don't bomb rush her either, she needs time to adjust to this. How are you? If this is too much for you let me know."
"I'm fine. Really, I love Izzy. She has helped me so much in the past few months. If it wasn't for her, I don't know how long it would have taken me to come to terms with things." Rose is rarely sentimental...so she must be on her period.
"There is something else," I say.
"Oh god, please say there aren't any complications."
There are, a lot of them. But looking from Emmett to Rose I know that Bella and I will need their enthusiasm in the coming months. How does one adjust to quadruplets? The idea is so foreign.
"Her pregnancy is high-risk." Rose stops moving her blue eyes haunted, "We're having quadruplets."
"What!" Emmett booms standing up in shock. I would love for the fucker to faint.
"Huh?" Rose says at the same time.
"Yeah, I fucking blacked out," I stand, needing to move. "Bella isn't having a nice time yet. She throws up a lot and she's extremely tired. I don't know how this is going to go."
Rose smiles, "She'll get through this."
"She is so fucking tiny, Rose. Four is going to kill her."
"No it won't, she has us."
I needed that. Stifling my emotions, I take out the ultrasound Bella gave to me while half asleep for Rose. She assured me we had another copy, like I was going to let Rose keep something like that? Psh. Rose takes the delicate paper from my hand tears streaming down her face. Emmett looks down at the paper his face drawn. I still remember when he showed me his first one. Unlike me he was happy, so fucking happy. He was talking about names for a month; they lost it three months later.
"Thank you for this," She whisper tracing the picture, "Can I see her tomorrow?"
"Yeah, just call," She nods before leaving the room.
Emmett and I head to the study after he gives strict instructions to John about escorting everyone to the study when they arrive. Emmett study reflects his serious side that his family rarely sees. He is my right hand for a reason, he is a good captain and got the brains to run our legit businesses. Edward, well that fucker is too crazy to put in a category. I wouldn't trust him to wipe my ass...if the world's survival depended on it.
Emmett settles in chair besides me, leaving the chair open behind the desk for our father. I know Emmett he is going to want to talk about feelings. I can't fake being happy right now. Kids and shit were supposed to come later. A lot later. Like in four years when I am thirty. But instead, they are coming in seven months.
"So how are you?"
Choc hadn't asked me that yet, but I get why. She wants me to work out on my own what I am feeling and not get influenced by her feelings. She's a smart girl, Emmett is like her counterpart; he makes me realize what I am feeling besides just hatred and anger.
"You know Choc was a virgin when I met her," Emmett nods for me to continue, "At first I wasn't even going to hit that; I mean she is so fucking young but I couldn't stop thinking about her. She wanted it as bad as I did. I told her I would take care of her. I made sure she got the shot, I wore condoms most of the times, and I didn't touch her when she was ovulating."
"Dude you're both adults. When you are having sex there is always that chance of having a baby, don't beat yourself up about it."
"That's not what is so fucking bad, I don't feel anything towards them," I shake my head, trying to rid myself of the emotions invading my brain.
Before Emmett can say anything Edward comes strolling through the door with a crooked smile. I roll my eyes at him and he flips me off before tossing himself onto the plush couch, letting out a theatrical sigh. I bet if I shove my gun up his ass it he won't be so dramatic then. Edward is cool but he has the mentality that he thinks he knows everything. Literally everything. It's quite annoying and I don't do being annoyed.
Carlisle comes through a minute later his blond hair combed to perfection on his head. We stand as he comes in, receiving a nod of gratitude as he passes by. We're settling back into our seats when he takes his. Carlisle is a business man before anything, and that's what makes him frightening, he will kill his own father if he was a threat to the business.
"Jasper, you go first. How was the trip?"
"Pablo wasn't expecting me, and his brother wasn't expecting the bullet I put in his head either." Carlisle raises an eyebrow, "The Cubans don't harbor any hard feelings over this. It was business. Pablo understands he brother was a dumbass and the consequences of said brother actions. Our shipment of coke will be coming in later this weekend."
"Was Juan the only casualty?"
"Well him and his entire crew."
My father nods and turns his head towards Edward. Normal fathers would express concern over their son killing about thirty people but not Carlisle, in fact, he expects nothing less. He has bred us for warfare, hardening our hearts at a young age to survive in this world.
"Frank said we can get the shipment at $400,000." Edward tells us, his green eyes hard.
"What do you think?" Carlisle replies.
I am careful to keep my eyes in the same position they were, this is a trial where Edward can either pass or he can fail. Frank is trying to get over on Edward, that's why I don't fuck with Russians they don't have any honor. Those guns are worth about half of that.
"I think it's a good idea," Edward replies.
"I think you are a fucking idiot," Carlisle states before turning his eyes to Emmett, "You want to tell him why?"
"Frank can't get rid of those guns. No one is trying to touch them with him at war with Jersey; before the war he could have gotten rid of them easily but now only a fool would buy them at that price."
"The man's got people to pay," Edward says in a raised voice.
"What are you sucking his dick now? Are you his bitch?" Edward glares at me not liking being on the hot plate, "I don't give a flying fuck if he owed the money to the Czar. He either sells them at reasonable price or he will get the fuck out of our territory."
"Emmett, you and Jasper head over to Frank's place and get my guns tomorrow. Edward, you're in charge of books and your crew for the rest of the month. Now, I want to run something pass you guys, how do you feel about being partners with the Irish?" Carlisle clasps his hands together and lean forward watching us.
The rest of the meeting flies by. Laurent's lazy ass finally comes in looking like someone ran him over with a truck. Laurent is my guy actually, he is one of the best cleaners on this Continent. He is probably one of the only guys I trust enough to leave a body with. We argue a while about the Irish before deciding to put it off. The Irish haven't been our best friends, we've always been in competition with them. Only recently have we sped past them when we started dealing heavily in the illegal arms trade.
Edward is still in a pissy mood when we end the meeting, Alice is a fucking saint if she can deal with this man and still claim love. I thought Choc could give me a headache but this guy right here is enough to make someone lose their fucking mind. He acts like his is seventeen instead of twenty-four.
"I actually have something to tell you guys, It will probably be in the papers later this week;" I tell them slowly making eye contact with Carlisle.
"Okay," Carlisle really doesn't look amused.
"I have been fucking Izzy for the past seven months," I throw it out there to confirm everyone's suspicions. Carlisle nods, not exactly happy with the news since she has ties to the police, "We found out today that she's actually pregnant."
"I knew she was slut," Edward comments.
I am out of my seat and have my gun draw before anyone can breathe. Edward looks shocked that I actually pulled a gun out on him. He even has the audacity to smirk at my anger. Smiling back, I pull the trigger. He hisses in pain from the bullet embedded in his shoulder. Taking a handful of hair, I wrench his head back to stare into his eyes.
"Don't ever disrespect Isabella like that again. She is the mother of my unborn children and deserves respect. Am I understood?" I dig my finger into his wound, causing him to thrash around in pain.
"Yes," He gasps out.
"Good. Now go get yourself cleaned up. Rose is going to shit bricks if you get any blood on her carpet." I say before tucking my gun back in my waist band and taking a seat.
"Alice is going to bite your head off about that," Laurent says between laughs, I shrug fuck him and Alice.
"She's going through with it?"
"Yeah, I am not sure if I want her to. It's too risky."
Carlisle brows pull together, "How?"
"Quadruplets."
Laurent laughs harder, Emmett claps me on the back. Carlisle pinches the bridge of this nose, attempting to steady his breathing. It's a trick of his to keep his temper in check. I know from experience that it doesn't work that well. I can hear Laurent snort, but it's not that fucking funny.
"I thought I taught you how to wear a condom." Carlisle finally speaks, still not looking at me.
"I wore them most of the times with her, and she was on the shot. It's like it was fucking fate or some shit," I need a shot of vodka.
"Your mother is going to have a field day with this. Do you understand what this means?" His voice is deadly calm as he finally brings his icy blue eyes to mine.
"That I am going to be a father."
He shakes his head, "They are your first-borns. You have to marry her."