Chapter 12:
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight!
Anger ventilated often hurries towards forgiveness; anger concealed often hardens into revenge.
-Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
EPOV
(The previous night)
Sitting here in Bella's living room while she is comfortably asleep on my chest has single handedly become one of my most precious memories in my life. I have always been different and my life is nowhere near ordinary. I am always doing something, there is always business that needed attending to so I rarely have time to just sit and do nothing. This is why I really cherish the moment I am in right now. After giving me the most amazing blow job of my life and agreeing to be my girlfriend, Bella had fallen asleep on my chest. That was four hours ago now that she had fallen asleep and I am still yet to move. She looked so peaceful in her slumber; I couldn't resist stoking her hair lightly or her face with loving affection. It astounded me how relaxed she is around me considering that she knew what I was capable of doing and had done many times before.
The chill of winter was descending upon us as we lay together. I allowed my mind to wonder to how I picture my life to be with my new girlfriend. I pictured us together on fancy dinners, attending benefit galas and spoiling her with nothing but the best of everything. Christmas was fast approaching, for the first time in many years I was actually excited about the festive time of year. It gave me an excuse to spoil her even more; she was going to need a truck to transport the amount of gifts I was going to give my beauty. In the back of my head I made a mental note to make sure to spoil Alice a little bit as well, I was embracing having that little pixie back in my life.
I noticed Bella was starting to shiver so I decided it was time to relocate her to her warm bed. I scoped up her tiny body, being careful not to wake her up from her slumber, and carried her to her bedroom. I smiled as she snuggled her head into my chest as I walked to her room and placed her down on her bed. I realized my immediate problem when I looked down at her attire; it hardly seemed comfortable enough for sleeping. I took a quick glance around looking for something to dress her in and noticed that her room was surprisingly clean. There were no dirty clothes on the floor or papers spread across her desk, she truly was meant for me.
She had a big queen sized bed that had some old looking beige quilt set on it; I made another mental note to buy her a new one when I got the chance. There was also a big wooden chest on draws in the far corner that sat opposite her bed that looked far too big for the space it was currently occupying. Funnily enough there was also a big old fashioned tube T.V perched on top of the chest of the draws, but the power cord just hang limply because there is no power point. This made me chuckle at the silly girl that I now refer to as my girlfriend. After a few minutes of observing her living space I decided the best thing for me to do was dress her in my shirt, it was best for me and her because I really did not want to look through her things in the hunt for pajamas but I also did not want to leave her to sleep in her uncomfortable looking clothes she had on. It only took a few moments for me to take of my own shirt, take off Bella's clothes and put her in my own. As I put on my suit jacket to cover my torso I could not help but stare at her splayed out on her bed. She looked so damn hot in my clothes it was tempting to wake her up and go for round two. However when she rolled over on her stomach and stuck her ass up in the air in her sleep and mashed her face into her pillow I could not help but laugh at her. My heart filled with love for her and I no longer see her as hot, instead I see her as adorable. I tucked her tightly and secured her in her covers; I stroked her hair lightly and kissed her on the head before I left her room. I made sure every window and door in the place was locked before I made my way out into the December chill.
As I was making my way back to my car I retrieved my phone out of my pocket and turned it off silent setting. I then skimmed through the 18 text messages I got while I was with Bella tonight. I had 5 texts from my guns supplier in Cuba informing me that he had received some new models that I may be I interested in and to call him if I was. I would call and deal with him tomorrow because right now it was 1.46am and I was craving my bed. That was until I received a new text from Jasper.
E- Found the rats the caused our rodent problem. Should I bug bomb them?-J
Jasper has always been a bit on the paranoid side and prefers to text in code rather than just come out and say it like most of us others prefer to do. What this particular text was tell me was that he had found the guys that had attempted to kidnap Bella and wanted to know if he should kill them.
J-How long have we had the rat problem.-E
I was asking him how old they are.
E- Feels like one of them has been around since dad's day. The other's are young.-J
Translation: One of the guys is in his mid to late forties while the other two must be new to the game, I was guessing that they were in their twenties.
J-Flush them out to sea, make sure you do this I don't want no leaks. I'll see you there.-E
Translation: take them down to the warehouse, down by the wharf and I will deal with them there.
I knew Jasper works faster than anyone else I knew so I jumped in my car and started to head over to the warehouse. Then I remembered that I didn't have a shirt on, so I sent a quick text to Jasper.
J-Can you bring me a spare shirt? –E.
His response was almost instantaneous,
E-Got a spare one in my car you can wear.-J
With that little situation sorted I started to think about everything that had lead up to this moment, driving to the warehouse. When I thought about Bella after she was almost kidnapped, how she almost had a mental breakdown. I could still hear her strangled sobs float through her door to where I was standing in her stairwell. I remember her tear stained face and ghostly white skin as she emerged from her room that day. That day I promised myself that I would get revenge on the person who broke my girl that way, I would fuck them up something shocking!
I was on a bit of an orgasm induced high, well, that had well dissipated from my body by the time I reached the warehouse. My girl will be forever scarred by the event that these fuckers caused, so as I stepped out of my car and slammed my door closed I knew exactly what I wanted to do; cause as much pain as possible to the people that lay behind that door.
I opened the door to the warehouse the smell of stale water, dried blood and urine wafted into my face and hit me like a brick wall. The very smell of this place used to make me feel sick, today however, I am so driven and focused on what I am here to do that the smell does not even faze me. I see Jasper waiting in the distance, right next to the solid metal door which our captives are held behind.
"Jazz man, how are you?" I asked happily as I approached my brother.
"Good thanks Ed." He replied as he threw his blue shirt at me. While I was putting it on I gestured to his busted lip and raise my eyebrow, silently asking what happened.
"Old fuck had some fight in him, even after I gas bombed the fuck out of them. He clobbered me when I thought he was asleep." He chuckled as he tentatively touched his swollen lip.
"So what's their deal?" I sighed as I leant against the hallway wall.
"Their names are Glenn Dunstan, Tristan Style and Sheldon Cooper. Glenn is the old prick who punched me, he is forty-four years old and has a rap sheet longer than both of us put together. With some of the shit that he has done though his life, this day has been a long time coming. Tristan and Sheldon are only nineteen, they are truly new to the scene. Besides some petty theft and drug trafficking, this is their first major crime, and boy they going to regret it." Jasper told me.
"Thanks for this, I know we don't really handle this sort of stuff directly anymore. This one is just too close to home for me to hand it off to someone else." I said as I patted his shoulder in thanks.
"That's alright, I actually enjoyed myself. I miss doing this sort of thing." He chuckled to himself. I just shook my head,
"God we are one fucked up family" I said with amusement in my voice, Jasper smiled. After one cleansing breath we both put our hard ass personas back in place before we entered the tiny room that held Glenn, Tristan and Sheldon.
They were all gagged and tied up to their chairs in a nice straight row; their muffled voices filled the room when they saw us enter. I was still undecided as to whether or not I was going to hurt Sheldon and Tristan, they are both young and impressionable, I wanted to have mercy on them. However when I then think of Bella and how much they upset her, I wanted to kill them with my bare hands. I knew that Glenn would have been the ring lead for this little group of fuck wits and because of this, poor Glenn was going to be in a world of pain very soon. Time to get down to business!
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled to them as I threw my suit jacket on a nearby spare chair. I glared them down as I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt. I could already see the fear in the two young one's eyes, Glenn actually looked at little bored. That infuriated me!
"Now, let's get to know each other…" My voice has taken on its menacing tone which only ever comes out when I am in business mode. I chuckle darkly before continuing on talking,
"My name is Edward Cullen as I am sure most of you already know, and I am going to tell you guys a little story. There is a woman that I care deeply for, she has the most purest of souls and the kindest of hearts. She had wronged no one in her life and yet for some strange reason, a group of assholes tried to kidnap and harm her. I do believe that you are the mother fuckers that tried to mess with her. Am I right?" I ranted at the end. I paced the floor in front of them as Jasper took a seat in the corner and watched.
I took Glenn's gag off and really took in his appearance. He really is a pathetic looking man, very skinny and wrinkled. His dark hair looked dirty, as did the grey sweat suit his was wearing. He disgusted me.
"We both know that I am correct. We also both know who you work for but for sake of the discussion let's just clarify this anyway. Who do you work for?" I asked Glenn.
"Fuck you!" He spat. Before he says another word I had my golden handgun cocked, loaded and shot him in the foot. Blood sprayed out across the floor as he grunted in pain. A list of profanities spewed from his mouth as he writhed round in pain. I waited a few minutes for him to calm down before I said again
"Now its best you do not lie to me again, I will not be so forgiving this time. WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?" I roared. I was met with silence. I cocked my gun again and aimed it Glenn's knee, still silence. I pulled the trigger. Blood sprayed the wall beside him as his knee cap was blow clean off his body. The only sound in the room now was his gasps of pain and the occasional swear word.
I turned my glare and focused it at Sheldon. He was a pale young fellow who you could tell did not belong in this crowd, his Angry Birds t-shirt screamed it. He looked to be fairly tale, had a round shaped head and mousey brown hair. A sheen of sweat is covering his entire face, I knew I could crack him. I turned my gun and point it straight at his dick. Suddenly the room was filled with his muffled screams. I ripped off the cloth that was gagging him; he started coughing as soon as it was off.
"I will say this one last time! WHO. DO. YOU. WO-" I was cut off by Sheldon screaming
"ARO! WE WORK FOR ARO VOLTORI!" He shouted.
"You shut the fuck up!" Glenn yelled at Sheldon. So I blew out his remaining knee cap and he screamed like a woman.
"There! I'll give you something to scream about!" I shouted at the wounded Glenn, his blood was fast becoming a puddle on the floor and I did not give two shits. I pulled up a chair and sat on it backwards in front of Sheldon. I trained my gun lazily at his heart.
"Tell me what you know?" I demanded. That was all I needed to say for Sheldon to spell the beans.
"All I know was that we were to kidnap this bird, -ummm…. ,I can't remember her name. Anyways, we were to take her to Aro because apparently she knew insider information. I'm not sure what he wanted with her! I promise that is all I know." he rambled. From the panic in his voice I could tell that he was telling the truth. He would have never had the skills to lies to me believably.
I turned to look, well more like glare down, the last member of the ugly three musketeers. Tristan had what you would can the typical gangster look going on. He had olive skin that was covered in botched tattoo's and hair that looked a lot like Jasper's only dark brown. His baggy jeans and sweat shirt did nothing for the muscle body he had going on underneath and cheap chunky golden chains decorated his neck. Even thought his looks reflected a hardened adult, his expression and the look in his eye shows he is just a scared kid on the inside.
"And you, what do you know?" I asked as I ripped out his gag. He bowed his head as if he was too scared to look me in the eye.
"Nothing that has not already been said, me and Sheld got the same instructions." He mumbled into his clothes. I let the room fall silent for a while as I thought out my next move. I had Glenn who was practically bleeding to death and passed out in his chair, not that I really cared because he was never going to give me any information anyways and two scared kids who didn't know shit. Great. I stood up and paced around the room, frustrated with the situation I was in.
"Now boys I am going to do you a great kindness tonight." I told Sheldon and Tristan.
"I am going to let you go. However-" I let the word hang.
"You did harm my girl, who to me, is practically a part of my family. I do not stand for people fucking with my family! Now, maybe her goodness is rubbing off on me a little bit. I am letting you live, after all." Memories of Bella crying in fetal position came back to me, my blood began to boil in anger.
"However, it hasn't rubbed off on me that much." I chuckled sadistically as I fired. Four gun shots rang out as I shot Tristan in the shoulder and calve and Sheldon in the stomach and foot. I must be one sick bastard at heart because, somehow, their wails of pain calmed the rage I felt inside my chest.
"Now, you are to leave town and never show your faces again! You are not going to go back to Aro and tell him what happened, you are not going to go to the police. If I ever see your faces again after tonight, do you know what will happen?" I asked them in my most sinister voice.
"No." They gasped quietly in pain as three gun shots were fired. I had shot Glenn twice in the heart and once in the head. To intimidate them some more I crouched down in front of them and said in an eerie voice.
"And that was me being kind. If you ever fuck with my family or friends again, your death will not be quick. I promise you, I will make as painful as I possibly can and I will draw it out for days! If you fuck with me again, it will be the last thing you will ever do, do I make myself clear?" I whispered.
They were both practically shaking by now and looked like they were about two minutes away from wetting themselves. They nodded in understanding as I stood up to leave.
"Good." Was all I said as Jasper and I walked out the room and closed the door behind us.
"Well, that was different. I expected we would have to be cleaning up three bodies, not one." Jasper said as we walked out.
"So did I Jazz, but if Bella ever found out I killed a kid…she would never forgive me. I know she would most likely never find out but it just would not sit right with me doing something that I know she would hate me for ". I said as an explanation. I then added on before Jasper could speak
"And besides, those two are not cut out to be in our world. They have just been miss lead."
"Hey, you don't have to explain anything to me. I would have done the same thing." Jasper said as he held up both his hands in mock surrender. We were now both at our cars so I gave Jasper another man hug and thanked him for all he had done for me tonight.
"No worries, I'll call the cleanup crew on my way home." He said as he started to get in his car.
"Hey Jazz?" I shouted at him as I started to get in my own car.
"What?" He yelled back.
"Get the cleanup crew to ruff the other two up a little bit more before releasing them, will you."
He let out a load billowing laugh before agreeing to do so.
