The top part before Edward's POV should be with chapter 10. Thank goodness for Hurricane Fey! Now I can complete this chapter! Enjoy!
Chapter 11: Since I love you, I'll stab you in the back
I think no one breathed for the next ten seconds after Aro asked me to sign myself over to him. My lungs may not have been working, but my brain certainly was. My brain had a question for practically every second of silence.
Second #1: What the hell?
Second #2: Is he retarded?
Second #3: Why would I leave Edward?
Second #4: Why does he know about my singing?
Second #5: Does Rosalie talk about me?
Second #6: She doesn't, does she?
Second #7: Wait, isn't Tanya Edward's ex-girlfriend?
Second #8: Why would she want me on her side?
Second #9: Is he retarded?
Second #10: Didn't I already ask that?
Then I couldn't control myself. "Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!" I couldn't stop laughing. The idea that I would leave Edward's team and join Aro's and Tanya's was preposterous! Inconceivable! Never in a million years would I do something like that!! I fell to the ground I was laughing so hard. Aro seemed shocked by my sudden outburst, but otherwise looked unfazed. Tanya, on the other hand, looked so angry I was afraid she'd stomp her stiletto into my head. When I finally managed to reign in my giggles, I stood up.
"Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll stick to singing with Edward." I said as politely as I could. After all, he was still Rosalie's boss. Then I strolled out of there.
EPOV
After dropping Bella off, I drove home, thinking about her friend at the coffee shop we went to, Jacob Black. I was ashamed that I acted like that in front of Bella, but I needed to make it clear that Bella was mine. Our marriage had become an unspoken secret between us.
I headed into the apartment to see Jasper and Alice making out heavily on his bed. "Holy shit! Close the door next time!" I yelled, slamming the door.
"You want to do the same thing to Bella, so don't yell at us!" Alice screamed back. Her words hit home, and before I could stop it, visions of Bella's lips danced in my head. I walked into my bedroom just as the phone rang.
"Is this Edward Cullen?" a voice asked.
"Yes, who's this?" I replied.
"You don't need to know that. What you do need to know is that unless you come to Volterra Enterprises before 10 tonight, you'll never see Bella Swan again." The threat delivered, the kidnapper hung up. I swear my heart didn't beat until my next breath. Then I shot up, raced to my car, yelling a hasty, "I'm going out," to Jasper, and drove to Volterra Enterprises.
It was already nine thirty (if you wonder why the time difference, Edward's apartment is farther away than Bella's), so I dashed into the lobby. A lone figure stood at the reception counter.
"Where's Bella?!" I demanded.
The figure walked into the rays of moonlight that drifted through the open window, and I realized it was Tanya. I was only slightly shocked, after all, Tanya had a good motive to kidnap Bella. But, how would she even know about her?
"Good evening, Edward," Tanya said. "We're so sorry to have given you a false threat, but we didn't know how else to get you here. We were hoping that you would be more cooperative then Bella." She smiled evilly.
"Where's Bella?!" I shrieked, growing more hysterical as images of a tortured Bella flitted through my mind.
"She's at her apartment by now. But," she added, as she saw me turn around. "if you don't help us, she might not be there by the time you reach her."
Were they actually threatening to kidnap Bella (for real this time) unless I stayed and helped them.
"What do you want?"
"We want you to sign Bella over to Volterra Enterprises. I know that even if she doesn't want to, your signature will make her do it." Tanya walked towards me, until we were only two feet apart.
"And why would I do that?" I asked quietly.
"Because you don't want the story of Bella's abusive parents to hit the papers. It would make her life hell, correct?" I could practically see the horns and tail sprout from Tanya's body.
"And why should I believe that if I sign her over, you won't release the story? Or that the story is in fact true?" I was skeptical, Bella had never mentioned abusive parents or showed signs of trauma.
"One, we would never want to hurt out client," she talked about Bella like she already owned her, "and two, she does have abusive parents. Renee and Charlie Swan are their names." She held out a file and started reading from it. "Charlie Swan, currently single, has a rap sheet for several D.U.I's, felonies, and misdeamenors. He was arrested on account of attempted murder, because he beat his ex-wife until she was practically dead. Renee Calahan, currently married to Phil Calahan, has been arrested, when she was younger, on account of shoplifting, stealing, vandalizing, trespassing, and so much more." She tossed the folder at me and I caught it.
The man and woman staring back at me were definitely Bella's parents. I'd seen a picture of them in her apartment. I remembered how it felt when she suddenly burst into tears at the record studio.
Do you love me?
I carefully closed the folder and Tanya held out the contract.
Do you love me?
I signed, then took the file and climbed into my car. Tanya waved as I drove off, but I simply stared ahead, not really seeing.
Do you love me?
I love you, and so will do everything I can to protect you.
