Authors Note: I feel bad because I've had this chapter for a while now. It was longer but I just couldn't put out the last half out there. I apologize for the wait and I'll start on the next chapter asap. All mistakes are my own!
The Wrong Cullen
Chapter Nine
Edward's POV
Mom left before me so I know she's already here. When I spot Jacob I head straight for him.
He cringes when he sees me.
Good.
"What the fuck were you thinking, Jake?" I ask as I start to pace back and forth in front of Jasper's hospital room.
Jake pulls at his hair, "I was thinking that your brother just passed out due to loss of blood and I don't have the contacts that you do?"
Fuck, the police have been here twice, once before we got here and again just a few minutes ago. Lucky for us the doctors don't want anyone who isn't necessary in his room at the moment.
"Sorry, it's just, I fucking hate cops," I tell him.
He nods, "Me too, but I honestly panicked when I found your brother unconscious in a pool of his own blood."
"I understand man, just forget it," I tell him. "How long have you been up?"
He shrugs, "Thirty-six hours, forty-eight, I don't know, the time is kind of all blurring together."
"Call Seth, have him come to pick you up and take you home. Get some sleep." I say, dismissing him.
My phone vibrates with a message.
How is he? -Bella
And then a second one comes in right after, I miss you already. -Bella
I smile, He's going to live, I haven't seen him yet, but Mom is with him now. -Edward.
Good, come home soon. -Bella.
I have half a mind to tell her I love her, but I don't want to do that over text. I haven't told her yet, and I'd rather do it in person.
I tuck my phone away and knock on my brother's door before opening it. I step inside and turn to face my brother who is already watching me.
"I'm just going to step out for a second to call your father," Mom says, standing from the chair beside Jasper's bed and rushing towards the door.
"Don't go far, Riley and Garrett are outside," I tell her.
Once the door is closed, I turn back to my brother, "How are you feeling?"
"Like I've been stabbed. I'm surprised you're here," he says.
I shrug, "You're my brother no matter what. Besides, I heard you keeled over on us once already."
He shrugs, "Did you bring Isabella with you?"
I can't help the small glare I send his way, "No, Bella stayed back in Forks."
"Alone?"
"Of course not, Dad stayed with her, so did Emmett."
He nods, "I figured Emmett stayed, but Dad?"
"There's a lot of shit going on Jay, Dad is needed there."
"And not here?" Jasper asks, looking off towards the window.
A knock on the door has me reaching for my gun in my back waistband.
"Who the fuck is it?" I holler out.
The door opens, and I'm surprised by who walks into the room. "Aro,"
He smiles, "The one and only; I've come to see how our boy is doing."
"I'm fine sir. Honestly, I'm surprised you're here," Jasper says.
He walks to the window, "I know, normally I wouldn't show up. The police want to know what happened, and when the police are involved, I stay out of the way. But, you boys are important to me and let's just say, you won't be bothered by them anymore."
I hate fucking dirty cops, I'd rather not deal with them at all, but Aro has his ways of making things happen.
"Thank you, sir," Jasper says.
Aro turns to face me, "And a congratulations to our Edward, I've heard you are engaged to Miss Isabella Swan."
I look at Jasper who is already looking at me and then turn back to Aro, "Yes, sir, I am and thank you."
"I look forward to attending the wedding." He says, "We'll figure something out for you, Jasper, don't worry." He smiles at him.
I peek back at Jasper who looks a tad green, Aro doesn't know about Jasper's fuck up. "Oh, and despite all of this, great work on the job I sent you to take care of." He says before turning and leaving the room.
"That was weird," Jasper says, "But you know what's weirder, you telling me that dad is needed back in Forks, which means shit is going down, but you're here, and Isabella isn't."
"She's in good hands. I trust Carlisle and Emmett to take good care of her."
"And if they don't?"
I glare at him, "I won't even think that because I know they will."
He shakes his head, "And if they don't..."
I stand up, "Get some rest Jasper, being stabbed is no fun."
He snorts, "Yeah, you would know." Before I can make it to the door, he stops me, "Wait, Edward?"
"What's up?" I ask, turning back to him, the look in his eyes is serious.
"Do you love her?"
I nod, "I do, brother."
"Good. And if you ever hurt her, I'll kick your ass," he says.
I give him the finger and walk out the door, closing it behind me.
"How is he?" Mom asks.
"Still a pain in the ass, so I guess good," I tell her.
"Um, Aro asked me to give this to you." She holds out a large envelope.
I take it from her, "What is it?"
She shrugs, "I was told it wasn't for my eyes."
I nod, "I'm going back to my place for a little while to get some rest. I ll be back here before nightfall."
My mother reaches up, kisses my cheek and smiles, "You're a good boy, Edward. You get some sleep."
I don't know how good I am, but I nod, kiss my mother's forehead and head for the elevator. As much as I want to see what is in the envelope, I hold off on it until I'm back home.
I take a seat at the island and pull out the papers inside. I'm confused at first by what I'm seeing. They are pictures of Charles and another man; they look to be making a business deal of some sort. The man is tall, slender, with dirty blonde hair. He looks familiar, but I'm just not sure who he is.
I have no idea what these are about, but I'll bring them up to dad and Marcus.
I head to my bedroom, and the second I face plant into my mattress my phone rings.
Groaning, I dig into my pocket and pull it out. It's Carlisle.
"Hello?" I answer as I sit up.
He sighs, "Edward,"
"Yeah, what's wrong, is Bella okay?" I ask, ready to leave this very second if he says she isn't.
"No, no, Bella is fine." He clears his throat, "Well, physically, anyway. I think it would be best if you came back. Bella is going to need you."
My fingers roughly rake through my hair as I try to calm my nerves.
"What is happening, Carlisle?"
*TWC*
Bella's POV
The second I step into my house, I know something is wrong. I can hear my father yelling, throwing things in a fit of rage. I hesitate to move closer, but I can't seem to make my feet stop walking. I continue down the hall and find my father's door wide open, Carlisle and Marcus are here. They're standing off to the side, out of the way of Charlie's aim.
"I want her back here, now!"
"We'll find her, Charles. I promise." Marcus says.
"She had to take off at the worse time possible. There's someone out there, someone who wants us all dead!" Charlie hits his desk, and then a lamp goes flying across the room.
"No one is going to hurt her Charlie, we'll find her before they do," Marcus says.
"I want to know who's making these threats, I want them dead, their families dead and I want their heads to roll," Charles says, sounding terrifyingly unfamiliar.
I didn't know we were getting threats. Is that why we've been having our drivers around lately, who are actually security? There have been more guards around the house, and at the Cullen resident. What is going on?
I make eye contact with Carlisle who clears his throat, "Isabella," He says, catching the attention of the others.
"What s happening?" I ask looking at the mess my father has created in his office.
He sighs before coming to me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a hug. I've always loved my father's hugs; they make me feel safe, like nothing in the world could get to me as long as I stayed in his arms. "Daddy, what's happening?" I ask.
I've never seen my father look so sad, "I promise, Isabella, we'll find her."
"Who, Dad?"
"Your mother is gone," he says.
I pull back to look at him, "Seriously," I ask, he nods. "This is all my fault. I should have listened to her."
"No, it's not your fault. You and Edward belong together, don't ever question that." he says, "I don't know what is going through your mother's head but we'll find her and get her help, okay?"
I don't know if I like the sound of, get her help, but I nod. If I could have talked to her, or helped her somehow, maybe none of this would have happened. I don't know, but maybe if I could have explained what I feel for Edward she would have understood?
"Don't cry, baby, we'll get her back," he says, wiping tears away I didn't know had fallen...
Where is my mother?
"I've called Edward, he'll be here soon," Carlisle says
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Authors Note: P.S. I've been going through some stuff so sorry, hopefully I can get another chapter out sooner than this last one!
