I thought long and hard about this one. Like, I have never been put in this kind of situation...so I called my mom and asked her. she was no help but she did give me an idea.
So like this is a hit or miss guys.
Rosalie slammed the door shut, she smelled the eggs and bacon cooking. It smelled delicious and reminded her how hungry she was, she took the disc she made to the living room. And popped it into their DVD player, she saw that Bella had cleaned up the living room. Seems she was quite busy while she was gone, Rose went over to the wall and pushed open the doors revealing an 80 inch TV. She went into the kitchen, Bella was in a short royal blue silk robe and barefoot with a messy bun, it looked like it could fall apart at any moment.
Bella looked over, and did a double take. She smiled seeing Rosalie, "Oh you went working out? How was it?"
Rosalie shrugged, "Are you almost finished cooking?"
Bella didn't say anything, she just started fixing both their plates. "Want some orange juice or something?"
"No, just come to the living room. I feel like watching a short film.", Rosalie left the kitchen and went back into the living room and sat down in the chair, reclining it back. A short while later, Bella came in with both their plates, she handed Rosalie's her without a word and sat down in the other chair on the other side of the table, directly across from Rosalie.
"So, what's the film about?"
Rosalie turned on the TV and pressed play for the DVD. Bella nearly choked on her bacon when she saw what the hell Rosalie was showing her, she quickly set her plate on the table. "What the hell is this?"
"Shut up and watch it.", was all she got back, Rosalie didn't even look at her and she was still eating. Bella's jaw clenched and she slowly sat back in the chair, watching the TV. The first clip with her and Edward was alarming but the next one...she was ready to throw something at the TV.
"Get out Eric."
"Yes ma'am."
"What happened to you?"
"Edward fuckin' Mason..."
"I'm sorry what? Edward did this to you? You let him fuck you up?"
"I didn't let him do a damn thing! He got help! I dunno how, but he ain't alone here...not like we thought."
"You're accent is cute, what part of Texas are you from Jasper?"
"Woman! This ain't a game! I was almost killed last night!", he nearly yelled getting in her face, "It won't be long til he come for ya when he finds ya!"
"So why didn't you just call me to tell me that?"
"My phone was shot up. It happened too fast, but it's too hot for me to move around...witnesses and all. Happened downtown, my place."
"Do you know who was with him?"
Jasper sighed, hands going through his messy blonde hair in frustration. "I wanna say his old buddy Royce...but there were at least three of them but I don't know how they knew where I lived."
Bella sighed, pushing him away gently and moving to a photo of Marilyn Monroe on it, and pressing a few hidden buttons on the side of it, after the air pressure was done releasing, she pulled the large wall sized photo back, revealing it to be a door and a safe in one.
The camera in her office was positioned just over the office door, and it was the perfect angle and had everything on camera. Everything. Bella moved a few stacks of cash around until she found her silver desert eagle and tucked it under her shirt behind her back. She grabbed a pair of keys and a stack of cash. She closed the safe, making sure it was locked...and tossed the items to Jasper. He caught them easily, looking a bit confused.
"The tag on the keys...there is an address, lay low there...it's a safe house. Use that cash to buy something nice for tomorrow night, get something to eat and a new phone. Get laid...do something. Just stay outta mind and outta sight. Okay?"
"sure...how much is this?"
"I don't know."
he nodded, "well...I have some people who would love to help out, I think you'll like them."
"Whatever, I just want him dead. See you later. Call Ray then call me."
The screen went blank, and by that time Rosalie was finished with her food and she was already turning off the TV and closing the doors. Bella just sat there with air in her cheeks, stunned...and more than a little apprehensive her food was long forgotten.
"Rose I can explain that!"
"I'm sure you can, but I really...really don't want to hear anything you have to say right now."
Bella had more air in her cheeks, she crossed her arms and sat back. It was a silent okay.
Rosalie took a deep breath, she was pacing back and forth between the large space of the coffee table and the TV. She seemed to be getting her thoughts together, and the way her neck and face flushed indicated that she was pissed...her body seemed relax and her face seemed void of any emotion however. Finally Rose stopped and looked at Bella, "You said...that you had no further contact or knowledge of that man after he showed up at your job asking for a date, Isabella. But there you are...discussing his death like you're talking about fucking coffee."
Bella swallowed and stood, slowly though. Rosalie was looking at her cautiously and Bella didn't like that. "I might have lied a little...somewhere."
"When did we start lying to each other Bella?! Huh? A lot of people could have avoided death yesterday if you had just...fucking said something to me!"
"And then what? You get a big bonus and vacation while I get arrested and go to prison for twenty-five to life?! It doesn't work that way!"
"Just...answer me this.", Rosalie snatched the cap off of her head and tossed it somewhere, then she smoothed the loose strands of hair in her face. "Where you...in that hotel yesterday?"
There was a very long pause, a pause that answered Rosalie's question but Bella answered anyway. "Yes, I was...I didn't want to be but I was."
Rose sputtered, "Are you not at all bothered by the fact that you were partially responsible for the bloodbath yesterday?!"
Bella glared at Rosalie, hot tears falling from her eyes like a running faucet as she sat down on the sofa rubbing her face with both hands...to get ride of the tears that wouldn't stop coming but she didn't answer, she couldn't because she had no answer. she wasn't sure.
"I don't even...I don't even know anymore, from day one you knew and you still...goddammit Bella how could you do this to me!?"
Bella still didn't say anything, she was staring hard at the coffee table. She knew there was no way she could fix this, she knew that everything was fucked up now. And she had no one to blame but herself. "I'm sorry for all of this, I'm sorry for all those casualties and for lying to you.", she took a deep breath trying to will the raw emotions trying to break free. "I shouldn't have lied...I know, but if I had outright told you...I didn't want to put you in that position."
"Well it's too late for that now, isn't it? I can't believe I have been so stupid...5 years, and I didn't suspect a thing. Makes you wonder how I even became a Marshal doesn't it?", she laughed humorlessly, hands on her hips staring up at the ceiling briefly. "All this...this house, the cars, the money...it's all dirty and it's all a lie isn't it? Is our love even real?"
Bella looked at Rose, "Don't question that Rosalie, I do love you, don't doubt that please don't ever doubt that."
"And I'm supposed to just believe you now? You are...psychotic, a liar a murderer and you are just as guilty as those goddamned felons I transport! You are no better than them! And I can't believe I didn't see it."
Isabella stood, fire in her red eyes. "I was guilty the day I was born, I can't help who I was raised to be. But I tried to become a better person, that's why I came here...and I met you. When I first found out you were a shield, I had thought about splitting...but I don't know why I didn't...and I'm glad I didn't. Because the last 5 years have been the happiest years since my dad died."
Rosalie's chest and head were hurting and she felt confused and betrayed, and she was angry. Bella got up and left the living room, she went into the garage and put in the code to the trunk. The shotgun and duffel bag were still in there. She took both items out and went back inside, Rosalie was still in the living room pacing again like a wild animal, she stopped cold when she saw what Bella was holding. Bella tossed the heavy bag across the room, it landed on the edge of the table.
"Open it."
Rosalie looked at the weapon held so casual in Bella's hand, then to the bag. She slowly walked over to it and unzipped the red bag. She shook her head as she pulled the first item out of the bag with a trembling hand, the silver skull mask. she looked at Bella in horror. "It was you...it was you."
Bella shrugged and set the weapon carefully against the wall, and went upstairs. She was compartmentalizing her thoughts and emotions, because she knew all good things must come to an end...no matter how good. She got dressed in a black and white Nike track suit and packed a small bag full of functional clothing but that was about all. She stopped by their shared office and collected a few things.
Bella avoided looking at anything going back downstairs, she has never felt these kind of raw emotions before and she wasn't sure how to deal with them just yet, and the pain she felt in her heart was already wearing her down. Rosalie was the only person who could soothe it, and she was positive it would never happen.
When she entered the living room again, Rosalie had the shotgun closer to her. It was sitting on the coffee table well within her reach and not Bella's, "I only fired it once in the hotel...you'll find the shell in Edward's face."
"I could have killed you! If I had taken that head shot-"
Bella cut her off, "It would have been the best for the both of us then. Rose I'm really sorry you had to find out this way, I really wanted to tell you but I was scared...I didn't want to lose you, but it was inevitable. I understand that now. But please...if you don't believe anything else I tell you, please believe me when I say I will give my life for you... and I love you, so damn much.", she sniffed quietly and pulled out a greyish black folder and tossed it on the table over the sofa, "In case you're interested", with one last look at Rose she left the living room.
Rosalie quickly got into gear and fast walked after her, "Where are you going?"
"I don't know."
Bella slammed the garage door behind her, and locked the deadbolt. Trapping Rosalie in the house, she quickly got in the Audi and opened the garage. It was opening way too slow for her liking, but when it did she was gone with no destination in mind.
Meanwhile Rosalie was sitting on the cold floor against the garage door, with her legs pulled close to her chest. She finally broke down, she cold emptiness of the large house swallowing her whole.
Hm. I'm still not sure about this chapter. I feel like I missed something but I can't find it, ugh I need a beta lol. A second opinion is needed sometimes.
see you the next chapter guys.
-MonsterG.
