Chapter Twenty-Nine
Edward's POV
We drove behind the long line of police cars that were leading the way towards the Police Department in Seattle. Bella was sitting in the back with our fully awake twins, and to entertain them, she was playing an adorable game of peek-a-boo with them.
"Where's mommy?" I heard her mumbled into her hands that were covering her face. She removed her hands from her face and exclaimed, "Here's mommy!" I then heard the twins' chorus of giggles and gurgles, to which I also laughed at.
Eventually, the police officers pulled up to the Police department, where I parked the Volvo beside their cruisers. I got out and took Carson from Bella, and wrapped my free arm around her waist while she was carrying in both Celeste and the baby bag for our twins. We entered the station and followed after the detectives.
"Hey Edward." Jason greeted me when we had finally stopped at one large office, and were told to wait outside. "Hey Jason." I greeted him, smirking. "Hi Jason." Bella greeted him, looking up from what she was doing which was basically distracting herself by playing with the twins again. "Hey Bella, long time no see. Are these your babies?" Jason asked me, pointing between our twins and us.
"Oh no, Jason, these are just random kids we found off the street. Of course they're our babies!" Bella exclaimed at him, rolling her eyes at him for asking that rhetorical question. I chuckled while Jason held up his hands in a surrender motion. "Sorry; just wanted to confirm it." He explained, laughing. "So, what brings you two down here by our detectives, Sherman and Willows?" he asked.
"Well, there was a burglar in our house, but I was able to stop the guy from causing any damage towards Bella and the twins." I explained, sighing. "Really?" Jason asked, surprised. "How the heck did you know there was a burglar in your house?" Jason asked, to which both Bella and I blushed at. "Well uh…" she trailed off, stuttering. "Um, you see, uh…" I also trailed off, stammering and hopelessly avoiding the answer.
"Ms. Swan, Mr. Cullen?" one of the detectives – the detective who told me that we needed to come down to the station – called out after he peeked his head out of the door. Bella and I hurriedly stood up from our seats, grabbed the twins and left a confused Jason standing in the hallway – one who hadn't gotten his answer.
"I'm Detective Willows," the detective who had greeted me back at the house, announced, shaking our free hands. "And my partner, Detective Sherman, is over there. We would like to ask you some questions involving with the burglary or any question that may relate as to why he might've been there." Detective Willows said. We nodded and sat down in the chairs in the office, placing our babies at our feet.
"Let's start off with an easy question." Detective Willows began. "Do you two have any natural enemies within your personal life? Any relatives that may hate you or any friends that might want to ruin your reputations?" Detective Sherman asked. "Of course not. We both know that if any of our relatives hates us, we would try to find any way possible in patching up the hate. And we do know our friends don't hate us; we think at least." Bella answered, looking up from playing with the twins.
Detective Sherman nodded while Willows began jotting down what she had said. "Do you know that if anyone outside of your personal lives might hate you?" Detective Willows asked next. "Well…." I began, scratching the back of my head. "We do pretty much have only a couple of enemies who hated us ever since we were in high school together." Bella answered, sighing. "What are their names?" Detective Sherman asked.
"Well, our first two main enemies are named Joshua Lyser, and James Anderson. These two had known me from a previous high school before I went to Forks Spartan Academy, and Joshua had been my boyfriend. But, he abused me and raped me when we were dating," Bella paused when she had to say that because her voice had gotten thick. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and kissed her hair softly, whispering soft whispers of comfort in her ear. She calmed down and kissed me briefly on my lips, giving me a small smile.
"Anyways, after I had came to FSA and had started dating Edward, Joshua and James both came to the school, and they tried to hurt my relationship with Edward, just so I could start dating James all because of Joshua promising him that and I quote, "After I'm done with Bella, you can have her." We had gotten them arrested for assault, and James had been put away for admitting that he had murdered my father while I was away with Edward and his family on a winter trip." Bella finished explaining, sighing.
"Any other enemies we should know about?" Detective Willows asked after he jotted down a few notes from Bella's explanation. "Jasmine Nickston*, I think. She was Bella's enemy from preschool to elementary school. We had run into her while on a class trip when we went to the Grand Canyon back in high school. Our last run in was when we went to a Halloween party and she had crashed our friend's Halloween party she was throwing." I explained.
"Are Joshua and James recently in jail right now?" Detective Sherman asked, looking over his shoulder fleetingly at Willows who jotted down what I had said. "We're not really sure. I mean, it's been over five or six years since we've heard from them, and what with all of the threats Edward and I have been receiving, we're really hoping that it's not Joshua or James." Bella told them, biting her bottom lip in worry.
"Alright. Now, from the 911 call, made by you, Edward, it says that you had barely found the burglar when he entered your home. We're curious; how had you heard him entering your home?" Detective Willows asked, looking up from his notepad. Ah, shit; this was the question that I was hoping to avoid big time. Bella blushed when she heard the question being asked, and I coughed awkwardly behind my hand.
"Well, uh, it's um, kind of embarrassing…" I trailed off, feeling my face heat up. "I doubt it can be that embarrassing." Detective Sherman asked; dammit.
"Um, well, we sort of uh, were up in the bedroom, and uh…" Bella began, her face getting deeper of a cherry red from her blush. "Oh!" Detective Willows gasped in realization, and he began blushing, surprisingly. "I see..." Detective Willows continued, clearing his throat awkwardly while he tightened his neck tie all of a sudden. "You do? I don't." Detective Sherman informed him, utterly confused.
Did we have to spell it out from him?
"Uh, Sherman…" Willows began, motioning for him to come closer. He did and Willows whispered something in his ear, before Detective Sherman became just as bright red as Bella. "Oh; well, uh… that's uh… very informational… I see…" Detective Sherman stuttered, coughing. Bella and I nodded to confirm his understanding, while we tried to reduce the redness of our blushing.
"Well, we see now how you could hear the robber entering your home." Detective Willows concluded, nodding and officially ending the awkward moment. "Edward, I have one more question for you." Detective Sherman began, catching my attention. "Go ahead." I told him.
"When I had entered the home and found you in front of the robber, you looked extremely angry – angrier than what you would've been like about the robber inside your house. Did the burglar tell or say anything to upset you like so?" Detective Sherman asked. And, there's another question I was hoping to avoid…
I really wanted to keep what that bastard had told me, from Bella until we were in private, but it would be in best interest for me to tell the authorities now, that way we could probably stop all of this nonsense before it could turn ugly. But, would Bella be mad at me for not telling her first? Would she hate me from keeping something this drastic from her? Only one way to find out, I guess…
"Now that you mention it, Detective Sherman, that man did tell me something." I informed him, removing my arm from Bella's shoulders and leaning forward with my head in my hands. "What did he say?" Detective Willows asked, but I didn't answer him immediately. "Honey?" Bella asked worriedly, placing her hand on my shoulder.
I sighed deeply before I raised my head some. "That robber, told me that Joshua and James had paid that guy to come to our home after they heard about Bella giving birth to our babies." I stated flatly, pinching the bridge of my nose between my index finger and thumb – a habit of mine.
Bella gasped and her hand on my shoulder began shaking. I sat back and pulled her into my chest, letting her calm herself down while holding her against me. "How… How…?" Bella couldn't form a question without losing her breath from breathing so shakily. "Shh, Bella. Shh…" I crooned in her ear, stroking her hair through my long fingers.
After a while, the interview was finally over and done with. Detectives Sherman and Willows had promised to us that they would look into Joshua's and James' whereabouts as of now, whether they were in jail or not. I thanked them gratefully; it's somewhat a nice feeling to know that you have the law enforcement on your side while having to deal with the possibility of your love's ex-boyfriends of sorts could be out there, out to get your fiancée for revenge.
We walked out of the police station and sat down in the Volvo, before we drove home, not talking; just letting the silence hang in the air.
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(A couple of days later…)
A few days have passed ever since we had to deal with the burglar in our mansion. Bella has been pretty silent when she had heard of the fact of Joshua and James. Her zombie state, the blankness in her eyes, along with the whimpers in her sleep at night, unnerved me to my wits end. Never have I seen Bella this vulnerable for as long as I have left her. She might've been this scared when Joshua had began abusing her and after he had raped her, but the way she was acting… it was as if she was somewhere else, away from all of this drama and away from her fears.
One night, I had woken up in the middle of the night…
Flashback
Two nights ago…
It was four in the morning. I had woken up from a recent dream of mine and when I looked over, Bella wasn't there; all that was there were messy sheets. I sat up and looked around in the dark room, to see that the twins were asleep, and the balcony door was opened; the dark silhouette of my Bella was seen through the glass windows.
I stood from the bed and walked over to the balcony door, opening it and being met with the warm summer air of Seattle. Bella was looking out over the driveway of our home, her tiny hands gripping the railing. I crept up behind her, wrapping my hands on her shorts covered hips, and rested my chin on her bare shoulder.
"What are you doing up?" I asked her, looking over at her with concern etched into my face. "Couldn't sleep." Bella answered back in a quiet monotone. I sighed and rubbed my hands on her hips. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" I asked her, breaking the short silence that had fallen upon us. "What do you mean?" she asked, tilting her head over in my direction slightly.
"You're shutting me out, honey. You won't eat, you haven't sleeping a lot, you no longer really have a smile on your face; sweetie, if something's bothering you, why aren't you letting me in to help? We always tell each other that we would never keep secrets from each other, and that means we tell each other our problems. How come you're not letting me in?" I asked her, my tone sounding sad and hurt from the way she was acting so cold towards me.
She sighed and muttered, "Well, maybe I don't want you to help me with this." I was taken aback from her answer; that really hurt me now. It hinted that she really didn't want me to help her, that she wanted me to leave her alone now.
"Fine; if you think you can handle this on your own, then I'll let you go ahead." I mumbled to her quietly, my voice thick with sadness. I unwrapped my hands from her hips and shuffled back over to the bed, getting under the covers again. Merely seconds later, I heard the quick pattering over her feet entering the bedroom, her closing the balcony door before she ran over to the bed and getting under the covers; that's when I heard her soft sobs.
I opened my eyes to see her with her hands covering her face while her tiny frame shook her tears and quiet sobbing. Ah, dammit; this was worse than her shutting me out of her problems. Bella in so much pain, sadness and fear really tore me up. I hated it that she was crying – and I feared it was the way how I reacted to her answer of me trying to help her.
I scooted over and took her into my arms; she turned her face into my chest, where it instantly became wet with her tears. I stroked her dark hair while she continued crying, then when she finally stopped, she pulled back some. "I-I'm sorry I'm keeping you out, E-Edward." She hiccupped, sniffling. "I'm just, so confused and s-scared about everything that's dealing with Joshua and James, right now. I'm tired of them coming in and ruining everything that's so perfect in my life right now. I hate it that they could hurt the twins, our family, our friends – I'm terrified that they could hurt you. I wish that t-they would just drop dead right now; so I could finally be at peace. I wouldn't have to worry about them hurting everything and everyone that I hold near and dear to me." Bella told me shakily; she sounded so fragile in this state.
"Don't think you're alone in this, Bella. I'm just as terrified from all of this like you are. I hate to think of even Joshua or James being near you and our babies – even if it's just a yard away. I don't want those two bastards within a state's distance of you! It pains me that they're still alive, ready to take revenge on us. I also wish they would drop dead now too, that way we will never have to worry about them. I want all of this to just be some horrible nightmare, something that we could wake up from and it would all be over, but life doesn't work that way." I told her, kissing her forehead.
"Hold me?" Bella pleaded, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck and hitching her leg around my waist. "Always, love." I whispered, wrapping my arms firmly around her waist. She tilted her head towards me and attached her lips to mine in an urgent kiss. I returned the amount of urgency in the kiss, holding her against me.
"Please, Edward, I need you. Make love me to now." Bella begged around our frenzied kiss, her hands weaving through my head. "Are you sure, my love?" I asked her, letting my hands dance at the hem of her shirt. "Yes; I've never been surer than in my life." She breathed, nodding her head while we continued to kiss.
"Please…" she pleaded one last time, pulling herself up, her hips meeting mine. I moaned around our lips and nodded, giving into her. "I love you, Bella; know that I will never love anyone like you." I breathed to her after I pulled off her tank top. "And I love you, Edward. You're my one and only. I too will never love anyone like I love you." She breathed out, her nails dragging down my back and to the back waistband of my black boxers...
End of Flashback
And that was the night of the most passionate love-making Bella and I have ever experienced. Thank god Celeste's and Carson's hearing still have developed.
Today was another day of relaxation of sorts. Bella was getting better from the Joshua and James situation, which I was thankful for. We promised to each other that we would no longer keep secrets from each other, that would be honest from now on and let each other know what is bugging us if any new situations were to come our way.
I went outside of our mansion estate and went off to the mailbox. I opened it and grabbed the small stack of letters that were inside; most of it looked like notices of what was going on in the neighborhood, along with some fan letters that our manager sent it to us. One letter stood out among the rest.
To: Mr. Edward Cullen and Ms. Isabella Swan
From: Forks Spartan Academy
Now, why would there be a letter from our old high school? I opened it up after setting the other letters down somewhere, and inside there was an invitation to an event in the envelope.
Forks Spartan Academy 5-year reunion!
~It's been five years since we've seen our old high school classmates and friends. Lots of events have probably happened in our lives ever since we've all left high school – and we know for certain that some lives have changed for the better. Now, it's time for all of us to be reunited as Spartans, and have a blow-out bash! Food, singing and a slide-show of the class of our juniors to seniors will be in our agenda, and why not go and see how the campus might've changed! Reunite with some old friends and catch up on the good old days, at this FSA 5-year Reunion!~
When: July 25th
Where: At Forks Spartan Academy Campus
*Just RSVP with the number below*
This sure seems interesting, indeed… maybe I'll show Bella this. With that thought in mind, along with a bright smile on my face, I gathered the other letters, shut the mailbox, and run inside the mansion, eager to see how Bella would react to the news.
And finished!
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