I'll Mend Your Heart.
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Okay, so here's the rest of Edward's secrets...
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Chapter 7.
"now, what are your questions?"
I take a shuddering breath...because that's a lot of information to take in, in about five minutes.
I feel sick...like I think I'm about two seconds away from throwing up all over his pricey, shiny shoes.
"maybe we should sit down. You don't look so good" he didn't wait for a reply...which was good because I still couldn't speak.
He still had hold of my hand, our figures still laced together, so he was able to pull me over to a wooden bench that was placed between two oak trees.
It didn't look right in this garden...I mean, the bench was beautiful, it looked sort of rustic and it had a patten carved out of the back...but I just didn't fit his fancy schmancy life.
Had I imagined it, I would have thought it would be diamond in-crusted, or solid gold.
When I sat, he gently, but firmly, put his hand on the back of my neck, and pushed my head between my knees. It stopped the garden spinning...round and round.
"where's Masie?" I mumbled from my position.
"I can see her. She's not too far away" he replied, before we returned to silence.
After a few minutes, I'm feeling some what normal...well as normal as anyone can be after they learn, that the man that won you out of bet, is a wanted dead man, and that the son he wants to produce with you will also be wanted dead...
what the hell have I gotten myself into?
"can I ask..." I didn't really know what I wanted to ask.
"anything" he promised.
"why do you want children? Isn't it sort of like cursing their life too?" I felt horrible phrasing it like that, but...they would be my children too, right? I had a right to know.
"I've thought long and hard about that. At first, when I first learnt about...yeah, that, I wasn't going to have children. I was going to just deal when my time came. Have the Masen name die with me. But then, maybe it was fear or maybe I just love a mystery, but I started looking into trends into my ancestors deaths."
I nodded my head, a little too numb to speak...I had a feeling more was going to come, and I would actually be sick. I couldn't look at him, I kept my eyes on Masie. She was currently digging a hole in the ground.
I'm sure Edward's gardener will be angry, but I didn't care.
"well, when I looked into it, there ages were all different, so I knew I wasn't working with a time frame. So the only thing I can see, is that all the Masen men, were father's when killed...they were all husbands too, but wives have never even been on the Volturi's radar before, so I doubt it's that. They had all produced an heir that will carry on the name"
I could see him rubbing his jaw in thought, out of the corner of my eye. His jaw was so sexy...
"so, I need a son or sons, not only to carry on the Masen name, but because I need them to join my mob and help defeat the Volturi, whenever they come for me."
holy...!
a mob!
"wha...huh?" was all I could get out.
"Bella, I know what your thinking, but I can't sit back and let them win. Having a son is not an option, I've always wanted a family, so I will put my life on hold for no one. If I only have a few years, I want to live them how I want.
"But that's a moot point because nothings going to happen to me. Anyway, I'm not doing this only for me...our son will be the last generation. The fifth generation, Bella. And I have no idea what they have planned...they could want to go out with a bang, and..." he trailed off, grimacing.
"and what? Tell me, Edward!"
"and...they could kill all Masen's. All and any children we have, no matter what gender. I wish I knew what they were planning, but I don't"
okay, I get that. But even if his...mob, kills this 'Volturi' our son could die in the process...this is so, so dangerous.
"you said...'join my mob'" I stated.
"yes?"
"not, create a mob...join" I explained. I didn't need to ask, I knew exactly what I was saying.
He sighed slightly "yes I have a mob. I'm a don"
I take a shaky breath, I'm sat next to a mafia boss. I think I just peed a little.
"Bella, this doesn't change anything. You won't be a part of that aspect of my life. When I'm with you, I'm just Edward...when I'm at work, I'm someone different. Obviously sometimes, things may...overlap...but I promise, you'll have nothing to do with the mob"
okay, so I feel better about that...only marginally. But still... I can't even, understand this...it's too much. But I need to know everything now. Not later.
"when we get married, will it be like a ... normal marriage?" I had to ask. I needed to know if I was just a baby machine and nanny rolled into one, or his somewhat equal.
"what do you mean?" I finally turned to look at him, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion...he looked so cute.
I just called a mafia boss, cute.
"I mean...like..." god, why did I feel so embarrassed to ask this.
He must have seen my struggle "Bella, you can ask me anything"
okay... "what I mean is...are we like, really married?" god, why can't I just ask. I want to, it just won't come out.
"yes, everything will be legal" he said, but he still looked confused.
"no, I know it's legal, I mean... what I mean is, will you have...extra marital...activities?" it finally came out...but it came all wrong.
He spluttered a little "Bella!" he gasped, I thought he was angry, but then he knelt in front of me, taking my hands in his.
"I will never, ever, cheat on you. It's you and only you" looking into his eyes, I knew it was the truth.
I survived Emmett cheating...but Edward? I knew I'd never survive that.
He could read me so easily, he knew exactly what I was thinking of. His hand cupped my cheek, whipping away the tear, I never even knew had fallen.
"I know you've been hurt before." he whispered "but I promise, I'll never hurt you Bella. This, may not be how you pictured getting married and starting a life together, but I can make you happy, I can provide for you, and you'll be protected at all costs. This will be a good marriage, Bella, I promise you. I will mend your broken heart, Bella Swan" his eyes held no doubt, he believed everything he was saying...and so did I.
So, I did something, completely out of the ordinary for me, something bold...I leant forward, and pressed my lips to his. He was stunned, freezing like a statue, but once my lips tugged on his bottom lip, this... animalistic need took over him, and he fiercely kissed me back. His hand left my cheek, and cupped the back of my neck, bringing my mouth as close as possible to him.
His tongue was begging for entrance, and, who was I to refuse? I opened my mouth for him, and his tongue invaded my mouth. I couldn't hold back the embarrassingly loud moan that escaped me, as his tongue massaged mine. This felt so...right. My hands were in his beautiful bronze locks, tugging and twisting it through my fingers.
We were making out, for quite some time. I wasn't counting or anything...but I knew it had been a while.
When the need to breath, became too much, I pulled away, both of us gasping for breath. He rested his forehead against mine, his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
"wow" he whispered, still breathless. I knew exactly how he felt.
I'd never had such a perfect kiss...it was everything. It was everything I wanted to tell him, but couldn't articulate...and I knew he felt the same.
His eyes opened after a while, and they seemed to...sparkle. His smile was infectious, and his sparkly eyes were hypnotic.
He signed contently, and pecked my lips a few more times...before he stood from his position in front of me, and sat back on the bench. This time, however, instead of just grabbing my hand, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling my into his chest. I didn't even try to fight to urge to snuggle into him, my face pressed into his neck. And his smell! It was...it was like nothing I've ever smelt before, I couldn't get enough. I was sure, if I could bottle it, I'd make millions.
I could feel him smelling my hair, and I was glad I'd used my nice strawberry shampoo this morning, and not the cheap bottle I sometimes buy, if I'm strapped for cash.
We were quiet, for a while, just cuddling. I kept one eye on Masie, but I knew she'd be safe. He said she was, and I trusted him...completely.
For not having known him long, I couldn't help but marvel at how utterly and completely I trusted him. Some, may call me stupid, that I was an idiot to trust enough to marry and maybe even fall for a mob boss. I didn't know what he did, during that part of his life, whether it was theft, or drugs or...worse.
"your mom?" I asked. I knew it wasn't a clear question, but I was too blissed out. I forgot he wasn't inside my head.
"yeah, what about her?"
"you said she re-married?"
"yeah, well actually he left my father when I was two years old. He hadn't told her about the whole...Volturi thing, and apparently that was just the tip of the iceberg. She wanted to take me away from it all, but after hearing about how the Volturi found my grandfather in Alaska, she knew there was no running. So she allowed my father to see me, whenever he wanted, and prepare me for this life. She re-married to Carlisle Cullen, that's why sometimes I go by 'Cullen'. They have one daughter together. My baby sister Alice." I could hear the smile in his voice.
"i read online about you" I admitted.
"oh yeah? What did you learn, baby?" I insides did this little flutter at nickname he'd given me.
"that you were born to a surrogate mother"
he chuckled slightly "let me guess, you were on wikipedia?"
"yeah, you've read it?" I guessed.
"i wrote it"
"what?"
"well, I paid someone to write it for me, but I told them what to write"
"why?"
"once in a while someone becomes a little too nosey. They may guess or become very suspicious of my mob life. So I write a few lies down. It's funny how much people will believe. I said my mother was a surrogate, because I didn't want Esme mentioned. I didn't want any links between myself and the Cullen's being made. Going by 'Edward Cullen' is the only time I get a little piece in this life."
and now it was making sense.
"oh. So what about your dad? Is that true?" I asked.
"well, part of that's true. He was killed by a hit and run. Only, the police report...that wasn't legit. Your Dad knows about my life, which is why I was able to get a statement from him after the murder. He made sure that it was treated is as a murder with no suspects, because the police getting involved with the Volturi would have been...disastrous. They'd have all been killed, and your Dad knew this. So he kept the investigation open to avoid question, but destroyed evidence that came to light. After a few weeks, they closed the case, having no leads"
I was...stunned.
"my father's a...bent cop?" I couldn't believe it. My dad loved his job, he'd never risk it. Well, that's what I thought.
Edward just chuckled slightly. "I love your innocence" he murmured kissing my temple"but he only bent the law this once, for the good of the police officers"
we were quiet once again. I wanted to think some more. My dad...
yeah, I couldn't believe it.
"your Dad. Did he start a mob?"
"he began starting one. He got some family members in it, and when I inherited his don position, when I came of age...they were still members...however, some members aren't happy with the life. But, in some cases, it just has to be...it's family. It's cause a bug rift between us, but there's nothing I can do. It's something you're born into, you can't walk away"
"what do you mean?" he wasn't making any sense, and I was beginning to wonder if he was doing what I did, where he thought I was in his head.
"Bella, there's something I need to tell you"
"okay.." I trailed off.
"that day we met. I said I was picking up clothes for Emmett...because he was my friend"
"you said that was an excuse" I remembered "to meet me in person"
"it was" he insisted "it's not so much about that...it's Emmett, he's not my friend"
"I don't understand"
"he's not a friend, Bella. He's my cousin...my father's, sister's son...and he's being forced into my mob."
holy...
A/N: sorry to leave it there, but I think, that's another heavy chapter...but they kissed. Did you like it? Did you expect it? Tell my what you think. If you have any questions you think Bella should ask, ask me them, and I could write them in the story, instead of just answering them myself ;)
also, all I know of mafia life, is what I learnt from 'the godfather' trilogy, and from other fanfics. So any advice would be greatly appreciated!
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