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RPOV:
After I escaped the hotel, I decided to call Gary and ask who signed off on the suicide. "Did you really jump bail?" He asked curiously, "Gary, I just need the name of the cop who signed off on the suicide." I said quickly as I rushed barefoot down the steps of the hotel, my heels and bag dangling in my free hand, "Okay, uh... Jasper Whitlock." I froze for a moment, "Jasper?" I cried, seriously?
"Are you sure?" I asked as I began running again, "I'm reading it right here." He confirmed, I sighed as my heart sunk, "Hey, do you know where Mike is?" He asked suddenly, "Why would I know that?" I said sharply, "I, uh, thought you two were together?" Gary questioned, I scowled, "We are not together! We made out one time!" I argued loudly, "Oh, I meant 'together' on the suicide..." Gary said awkwardly, oh... "You made out with Mike?" He asked in disgust, ugh, I didn't blame him, I just rolled my eyes and hung up. This was turning into a habit.
I made it to the bottom of the steps then looked around, I had never been to this part of Atlantic City before, I turned my head and someone caught my eye, it was the same man who I saw from the elevator, he looked like he was looking for something, or someone... "Need a lift?" A guys voice said from behind me, I spun round and saw a boy on a bike attatched to a carriage, "Oh! Yes, I do!" I said hastily, eager to get away from this place.
I hopped in and set my bag and heels down, resting my head in my hands, "Ugh! What a nightmare." I said, "Don't get married." I advised him, digging my purse out of my bag, "Uh, I'm seventeen, I don't even have a girlfriend. I'm saving all my money for college." He said, I could hear the amusement in his voice, I opened my purse and I found there was no money. Emmett.
"Ugh!" I cried, "You know what, I just gave all of my money to my ex husband. I don't know how I'm gonna pay you." I admitted, the boy thought for a minute, "You could show me your boobs." He said innocently, my eyebrows raised, "Excuse me?" I asked, "Oh come on! I told you I don't have a girlfriend, gimme a break! Show me your boobs." He pleaded, I stayed silent for a moment, "Alright, pull over." I responded, "Are you serious?" He grinned then started pulling over, ha! Did he really think I was gonna do it? I had a plan up my sleeve...
"Watch out!" I shouted as I pedalled the bike through crowds of people, smiling in victory, "Come on! Bring it back! My boss is gonna kill me!" The guy shouted, running after me, "Show me your penis!" I screamed back, pedalling faster.
EmPOV:
I couldn't believe it! She actually tased me... Ow! She's good. Really good. She always manages to surprise me, I didn't know she had it in her. I mean, she had always been fiesty, and that's what I loved about her, but tasing me? Come on!
I managed to pull myself up off of the bathroom floor and get changed back into my clothes so I could go after her again, there is no way in hell I am letting her get away. I then checked out my angry red mark in the mirror, jesus, that's nasty. I'm gonna arrest her for this. She's crazy to mess with a cop! Well... ex-cop...
I made it to my beloved Delta and pulled out of the parking lot and hit the streets, keeping a very close eye on the side walk and the roads, she couldn't be that far away.
Not long after I started driving I came across a bright yellow carriage not far in front, was that Rose? I caught a glimpse of the person pedalling, blonde hair, black dress, yep! That was definately her, only she would resort to using a bike as her get-away method anyway.
I caught up to her and honked the horn, "Taser this, baby." I hissed, then rammed the back of the carriage with my bumper, I heard her gasp and I laughed loudly, I bumped her for the second time and she squeaked, I started chuckling again.
She stopped and turned around, scowling at me, "Get in the car." I ordered firmly, she paused for a moment then hopped off the bike, "Come on!" I shouted to her sternly, warning her that I would catch her if she was planning on running off, she gave me a look then grabbed her bag and heels from the seat.
She slowly walked around to the passengers side, eyeing me carefully, I smiled as she reached for the door handle and reversed as she tried to open the door, that got her mad, I can't believe she fell for it! "Are you serious? Right now you're gonna do this?" She shouted as I laughed, "I promise, I promise! I won't do it again, come on." I said as I put the break on and gripped the steering wheel, haha prepare for round two!
Rosalie sighed and paused for a moment, then she started walking forward towards the door handle, watching me like a hawk. Just as she touched it I drove forward, she flipped! "I can't believe I was ever married to you!" She screamed, "I don't know why you keep fallin' for that old 'get in the car' trick!" I argued, looking her in the eyes.
She sighed softly and shook her head, then something caught her eye and she thoughtfully cocked her head to the side, "What?" I asked when she didn't respond to me, she put her hand over her mouth and shook her head again, oh not again, here come the water works! "Oh, what're you doing? I'm not buying it!" I sighed irritably as she sniffed, pathetic! "No." I refused, shaking my head and looking away, I could hear her quietly sobbing, when I glanced back tears were running down her cheeks, oh... "Shit, that's real." I muttered as I got out of the car, I began walking around to her.
"Rose," I began, stuck for words, "Come on, lets go." I said gently, she sniffled again and wiped her cheeks, I came to a stop a few feet away from her, not completely sure what to say, "Look, I was just foolin' around-" I started, but she cut in, "It's not because of you, jerk!" She cried and spun around, getting in to the car, I frowned in confusion and turned the opposite way, then I realised why she was crying.
Rose had seen a huge poster that was advertising 'Cupid's Cabin' which was where we had our honeymoon. Shit! How could I be so freakin' stupid?
I sighed and walked back around to the drivers side of my car, I climbed inside and shut the door, glancing at Rosalie. She had her legs up on the seat and was still sniffling and wiping at the tears with the back of her hand, I could be such an insensitive prick sometimes. I pushed it to the back of my mind and drove off.
ThirdPersonPOV:
Irene walked into the back room where Mike was still restrained, but instead of her minions following her, in came a 'doctor'.
"Oh thank god! A doctor! Sir, my leg, I think its broken and all I've eaten today is a dohnut." Mike groaned helplessly as the stranger set down his bag, the man was old and balding, he barely looked proffesional in his striped shirt and brown shorts.
He pulled out a big needle from his bag and took off the protetive plastic top, "Oh," Mike started nervously, "That is quite large." He said staring at the man, "You are a doctor, right?" He asked suddenly, his gaze flitting between Irene and the man, "Of course!" The man said, turning to Mike, "I'm the track med at Atlantic City race course!" Mike's eyes widened, "What?" He cried.
"He's very good," Irene commented suddenly, "He just put down one of our horses last week, I don't think it felt a thing." She smiled, "But I'm not a horse..." Mike whimpered desperately, "Well actually, in that case, it did feel it, a lot... Okay, you are gonna feel a massive pinch." The old guy smiled while Mike whimpered again, "But then your leg should feel just fine!" He added and walked closer to Mike with the huge needle in hand, "No! Wait! AAAARGH!" Mike screamed as the vet inserted the needle into Mike's neck.
Hey! Hm, a little short but oh well!
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