Swapping Wives

A/N: I love this chapter, and I love Kalen. gosh, I love Kalen. Only flaw in this family: they have a royalty complex, but I love that about them!


Chapter 11: Bow Down.


Bella


After Angela's laughable stupidity; we went to get food and clean up, much to Alexis's happiness.

"Mom?"

I turned to face my boy, Kalen.

"Yeah baby?" I asked. He looked so much like his father. I was so proud of him for staying strong through this, for keeping his sisters safe. My strong boy.

"That man...is he going to hurt you? Are we still safe here like Elizabeth said?" My mouth slowly fell open. I didn't know what to tell him. I didn't know if we were going to be safe, even with Edward's deal. Jasper was a manic, a lunatic, a smart one at that. He probably could find loop holes out the ass if he wanted. Even with Alexis here, how could I be sure? How could I promise to my boy that no one else would get hurt? That I wouldn't get hurt? If it came between their lives and mine, I'd surely die first. How could I promise that Jasper would not put me in that situation?

"We're going to be okay." Alexis said, where did she get her confidence? She was meant to die here. If I didn't stab Jasper when I did, Edward wouldn't have came and he wouldn't have made that deal. Alexis could be dead right now. These are all chain reactions that had a huge possibility of not happening. Shit happens that's what James would say, indeed it does. However, if that shit didn't happen; we would still be in danger.

I looked over to Alexis, she's done nothing but defend my honor. I trusted her with my life, I had to trust her through this. The only adults here I had to trust was Alexis and Edward, I can't stop doing that now because I'm worried.

"We won't let anything happen to you. Edward and I won't let anything happen to your mother." she said, stirring her straw around in her cup.

"And I won't let anything happen to you." I told her, and I wouldn't. She's willing to put her life on the line for me and I'll do the same. She deserves that much, I mean she did put up with all this crap without one complaint about me. She also beat Angela in my defense, I kind of owe her.

Alexis began to respond to my statement when Angela decided it was her time to put in her much desired input.

"Well, now that we are done with that touching moment - why are these kids here?" she asked. "They are Emmett and I's children. Elizabeth is Edward's." I told her.

"So my future kids when Jasper kills you?" She said, I stood up so fast I knocked over my chair. This bitch was really asking for it huh?

"NO ONE CAN REPLACE MY MOM!" Kalen yelled, stomping over to Angela. My mother instinct was to go to his side and keep him away from the psychotic dreaming woman; what stopped me was, much like his father, he had that fire burning in his eyes.

Kalen glared at Angela before jabbing a finger at her. "You can never be my mother, my mom isn't perfect but she certainly isn't as flawed at you! You hang onto a man who kidnapped my family! He wants to hurt us, yet all you can think about is becoming his wife! You claim me as your child?! Make your own! If you EVER touch my sister, my mom, or Alexis. I will use everything uncle, James, has EVER taught me. You learn a lot in prison, I'll leave you in that room that you were locked up in downstairs, I haven't been down there yet but I am not stupid. I know you don't want to go back." He growled out, I was torn between being proud of my son, and being pissed at James for well, making him capable of being a murderous child.

I was proud he was defending me as his mother, but he did just threaten a grown woman, and if the threat was directed at me and Kalen wasn't my son; I would be scared.

Nah, I'm be a proud mother.

"Didn't your mom ever teach you to respect woman?" Angela huffed, before crossing her arms.

Kalen tsked before mocking her movements. "Yeah, you aren't a woman. I'm a kid, I listen in on the adult conversations. From what I've heard, you are just a dog, begging your master to pay attention to you. A puppet on the self screaming 'puppet master choose me'. A toy in a toy box that was forgotten in the attic, waiting for the little girl or boy to remember you. I don't need to give you respect, and since you're just a dog; I can hit you if I had to. I may be shorter than you, and I may just be a twelve year old. I am still strong enough to knock you off of the pedestal you cling to. My mother told me the story of kings and queens. Whenever kings and queens have children, said children become princes and princesses, I am such. In this time, and in this situation when my father is not around, I take care of the home, of the family. I am the prince here and I demand you shut up and bow down to me. You be the silly damsel in distress, while everyone else tries to get us out of here. I will be making sure Elizabeth and my sisters are okay."

Yep, totally proud of my son. Emmett and I raised him well. He was a complete copy of his father.