Chapter 52
"Oh my God!" Esme gasped suddenly; everyone turned to look at her. She was staring at Bella, specifically Bella's neck. "What have you done, Jasper?" Everyone then looked to see what she was staring at, and the next thing I knew growling erupted all around us.
Bella's cocktail spiked as Peter dived at me. I braced for the impact, ready to shred him if it came to it. He was too fuckin' close to Bella and diving at me with her so close was careless. The fact that he was mad at me didn't matter; only Bella mattered. He hit head first into an invisible shield. I stood up from my crouch looking down at him and then over at Bella. She just shrugged, like this was an everyday occurrence.
"What did you do?!" Emmett yelled, walking up to the shield and banging a fist on it, at me.
"What the hell is that?" Edward questioned. Everyone turned to look at him, not realizing he had rejoined the group, as a whole. He was reassembled, looking worse for the wear and missing his pinky finger. I zeroed in on the missing finger and then looked over at Alice who shrugged with a small smile. She had put him back together while everything else was going on.
"Lose sump'in?" I drawled, nodding towards his hand, completely ignoring his earlier question.
"Stupid dog. Why is there a dog here anyhow? And since no one has answered, what is that thing?" He waved his reassembled hand, sans finger, towards where Emmett and Peter were now standing.
"A shield?" he questioned, looking at Emmett, who must have answered mentally on purpose, or not; I'm not sure. "Well who's doing it? The red-headed, lying, monster you let into our home?" he asked, zeroing his gaze in on Vicky.
Her eyes widened and flew to me, her fear spiking terribly again. I think she was waiting for me to attack her, like I did the day Bella and I mated. Edward was somewhere between smug and enraged at me, hearing that thought.
"So you know? You know she's a liar and yet you let her close to Bella? She wants Bella dead because I killed James." He was back to being smug. Gasps sounded throughout the room and Vicky took a huge step backwards, ready to run for it.
"You seem to be takin' the focus off yerself, Fuckward-"
I didn't get to finish before he was yelling, "QUIT CALLING ME FUCKWARD!"
I just laughed a little at him, sitting down with Bella in my lap. They could all stand if they wanted, but I knew she needed to sit. She was barely awake as it was. Between the emotional turmoil of being here and the fuckings she'd had today, she was spent. I smirked at that thought while Fuckward flinched.
"As I was sayin'," I continued, pausing to make sure he wasn't going to interrupt, "Everything that Vicky has said is true. And… Emmett and I killed James, Doucheward not you. You just stopped him from killin' my Bella, so I guess I should be thankin' ya. Of course, I know you were just protectin' your meal."
His anger soared but he didn't deny it, exactly. "I saved her, because I love her," he said, glaring at me.
Bella's cocktail hit me strong and I had to suck some air in after feeling the emotional blow. She had fallen asleep. She really was tuckered out to fall asleep with all that's going on.
I hugged her to me and sent her some calm, loving feelings mixed with a little lethargy to keep her asleep.
"See, you knocked her out!" Edward nearly yelled.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Not literally, no," I smirked. "I did fuck her senseless though. Does that count?" I asked just to be a dick.
I felt Esme's dismay and Carlisle's disapproval at my words. Alice surprisingly just felt a little humor, along with everyone else who had gotten used to the new me, over the last few months. I nodded towards her, acknowledging that she felt no ill will towards my comment and for that fact, I was happy.
"Things are a bit different around here now, folks," I addressed the whole room. "This is my family and I understand this is your home. We are prepared to move over to Bella's if need be, but please understand you hold no control here. You don't control me, Bella, or my family; Peter, Char, Rose, Emmett, and Vicky are welcome to be included in that too."
Carlisle looked like he could spit nails and was enraged and shocked. Esme was warring with her emotions of anger, fear, and love.
Fuckward… well he was useless but he matched Carlisle's emotions. Everyone else was a bit smug and Alice was a bit wary. I decided to focus on her.
"Darlin' you're welcome to be a part of this family too, as long as you know your place." I didn't want to sound like a dick but I wasn't going to put up with bullshit either. Not that she has given me an ounce of problem, because she hasn't, but it sure wasn't going to start either.
"I'm a Cullen," she said, smiling at Esme and Carlisle who smiled back at her and then turned disapproving looks toward Emmett and Rosalie.
Peter walked over to us, through where the invisible shield was. I guess she wasn't going to be maintaining it if she was asleep and Fuckward just stared.
"It's yours!" Fuckward accused Peter of the shield. He really is a moron. Peter dove into his own shield, headfirst trying to attack me? Moron! Peter knelt in front of Bella and me, ignoring Fuckward.
"I'm sorry, major, she has to wake up," he said, looking very solemn.
I didn't know why, but I knew he was serious. I nodded and began to send her some energizing feelings.
"And we'll discuss the bite mark later." He gave me a short glare, before turning loving eyes to Bella. "Punkin'?" he called softly, as she began to wake. "Punkin', you need to wake up."
"Why does she need to wake up? Just leave her be, this conversation is for family," Carlisle stated.
Before he could say another word two things happened. The Whitlocks growled and Emmett was on Carlisle, like a virgin in a whore house, planning to fuck him up, and then the doorbell rang. The growls ceased immediately out of pure shock. Bella had startled awake when Emmett tackled Carlisle for his unfriendly remark, and Peter stood pulling Bella to her feet.
"That's why she has to get up," he said angrily, walking to get the door since no one else seemed to be able to move. Emmett jumped off Carlisle and pulled him up only to hold the back of his neck. He forced a smile and told Carlisle to do the same, which he willingly obliged.
"Charlie, come on in," Peter greeted. I was surprised Charlie showed up, he knew we were going to be dealing with a lot today.
Everyone looked to the entryway as Peter led Charlie to the living room. A chorus of "Hi Dad" rang through the Whitlock family as Carlisle, Fuckward, and Esme stared on in surprise. Char walked over quickly and gave Charlie a hug. He returned it happily but he was also very sad.
"Bella." He turned towards her. "I need you to come to the Rez with me. Harry had a heart attack," he paused, composing himself and Bella gasped.
"Is he okay?" Char asked, trying to sound like the concerned friend.
"He's… gone," Charlie choked. Bella ran to him throwing her arms around him.
"Dad, I'm so sorry," she muttered into his chest, trying to stave off her own tears.
He nodded. "Seth is asking for you, can you come?" he asked.
She looked around the room starting with me and I gave her a small smile and nod. She didn't need my approval. Fuckward was vehemently shaking his head no and everyone else just looked solemn, processing the death of Charlie's friend.
"I'll get my things," she whispered, and retreated upstairs.
"Sorry for your loss, Charlie," Carlisle offered, trying to walk away from Emmett and shake Charlie's hand, but Emmett walked with him.
"I'm sorry too, Dad." Emmett offered his free hand. A round of condolences and hugs and handshakes ensued after that. It ended with me, and Charlie me pulled into a hug. I wasn't horribly uncomfortable but it was a bit weird. I just let him hang on me while he willed his tears away and I helped him as lightly as I could.
When Fuckward was the only one that had not said anything or even moved Charlie looked over my shoulder at him somewhat expectantly. Bella came down the stairs at that moment and noticed the tension building in the room.
"I'm ready," she said, getting her father's attention.
He nodded solemnly and went to her. I went over and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "Be careful, call me later, and I love you," I said taking her hand. I heard Fuckward growl, but it was too low for human ears.
As we headed for the door, he whispered, "Don't let her go to the wolves." I ignored him but as if on cue, Charlie turned around again pausing.
"Oh, welcome back Doctor, Mrs. Cullen, Alice." His eyes stopped on Fuckward and narrowed. "Pathetic," he mumbled, loud enough he knew we'd all hear and the snickers were everywhere, as we all recalled Bella saying the same thing to him just a few hours ago.
I walked them to the car and watched them drive away.
As the car made its way out of sight, I returned into the house to find Emmett and Carlisle arguing about Bella being a part of the family. Though Carlisle admitted she was family and that he loved her, she was human and did not make the decisions for his family. That was horrible to hear that he thought that about my woman, a member but without an opinion. But it was nothing compared to the heated argument between Peter, Rose, and Fuckward.
"She's mine. I found her, I groomed her to be obedient; she's mine. You two have nothing to say about it. You're utterly jealous of her," he said turning to Rose. "And you are just some Neanderthal vampire that follows Jasper around like a lost puppy; you don't know what you're saying. I've known her for almost a year, and you've been here, what, a couple of months? Please! She's mine and you two need to butt out!" He was rambling and pissed off, but he was mainly just feeling possessive. Alice, Vicky, Char, and Esme were talking about how horrible the men and Rose were acting.
Esme felt regretful but I still didn't' think she understood that this wasn't the family she had when she left back in September.
"You! You're a murder! Your thoughts are horrible! You're back to being the killer you were before you got here. You don't care about life, love, or anything. You're a monster! You…" Fuckward began accusing me but trailed off as I stalked towards him.
My eyes had gone black and I was in hunting mode, but not for blood; I was hunting his measly little ass and he knew it. He knew it because my thoughts were no longer there. I was on instinct, pursuing him with only one barely coherent thought: kill. I flooded the room with fear. The Cullens absorbed it and sent it back, never having felt anything like this before. The Whitlocks managed to maintain themselves but moaned in discomfort while Carlisle, Esme, Edward, and Alice began to cower towards the floor in their various locations throughout the living room.
The fear leaving me was almost a stress reliever…almost. I was strung too tight, ready to rip apart the one thing that had tortured my woman for months, the thing that suggested she was nothing but food and a slut. Vicky suddenly screamed in pure terror and ran for the door. She couldn't take it, but she was somehow strong enough to evade it. When she got outside my abilities she called back, "sorry, major." That's fine, she wasn't my focus. If I cared in that moment, I would have been sorry she experienced it at all.
"You've even… got… them… calling you… major," Fuckward gritted out, around the fear.
I gained a bit of control and focused only on three Cullens that pissed me the fuck off. Alice wasn't one of them. She was trying to remain rather quiet and subdued; a rare thing for her. Everyone else sighed in relief as their own emotions flooded back into them. I felt myself stand taller, out of my hunting-crouch, as I approached the three Cullens that still need to be taught a lesson.
I was mildly aware that Spirit was at the top of the stairs with Fuckward's finger on the floor in front of him, watching the whole thing. I'm not sure why I chose this moment to take note of the dog, the finger, or the location, other than to note that he never once had been afraid of me.
"Jas-per," Esme called out through her fear, clinging tightly to Carlisle's tan sweater.
"What, mom?" I sneered.
They weren't low enough for me, so I added my rage to the mix I was sending them and they buckled under the emotional onslaught. All three fell to the ground simultaneously and I grinned wickedly in satisfaction.
A small hand rested on my shoulder. It was a hand I was familiar with, but not the one that I wanted touching me. Before even acknowledging her, I sent her a strong dose of disapproval. She slowly removed her hand.
"Jasper," she whispered quietly in my ear.
I turned to look at Alice. "Unless you have a death wish, darlin', I'd suggest you never touch me again," I said snidely.
She stepped back and looked into my eyes, which hadn't changed from the onyx pits they had become. At least I don't think they had.
"I can see now… now that Bella has left," she said timidly not responding to my other comment.
"And do you see something of use?" I asked sarcastically.
"No, you haven't decided anything yet. Your future is too murky because Bella is a part of it." She turned to Peter and Char. "Your future is similar to Jasper's. You're going to be a family for quite some time." Next she looked over at Rose and Emmett. "It seems you will frequently go between the three families." Now that caught my attention.
"Three families?" I asked.
"Yes, the Denali's are included in that. I'm not sure why yet, that decision hasn't been made but it's the most likely outcome," she commented, looking towards the floor.
I relished in her submissiveness, since she was always a bit of a controlling bitch. I honestly didn't harbor any ill will; well, not most of the time. I think she did for me what I needed at the time. We were never mates and we did love each other, but the love I felt for her is nothing compared to what I feel for Bella, or what Bella feels for me. That true mate thing again.
Fuckward's head snapped up at my last thought as he glared at me. "What… true… mate… thing?" he asked, shuddering violently under the emotions I was sending out.
I looked over to Carlisle really wondering if he had any knowledge on true mates. I was ready to talk but it was going to be on my terms.
"Before I let the three of you up, ya'll need to understand sumpin'," I paused waiting for them to acknowledge that they were listening. Finally all eyes were on me. "Again, this is my family. Carlisle, Esme, if you want me to leave when we are done talkin' that's fine. But we are gonna talk about this now. So let's get the rules straight. I'm in charge. You can address me as Jasper or major', 'son' can be reserved for the other two male Cullens. I am not a patient man; this situation is ridiculous and has gone on long enough. Now, if it ends wit' me tearin' your sorry asses to shreds and lettin' my beautiful mate set them on fire, I certainly will. Things are different now. I'm different now, and ya'll need ta understand an' respect that.
"I have no qualms killin' or maimin' any of y'all. The most important thing to me is my mate. The second most important thing to me is myself, and the third most important thing to me are those four people over there," I said, indicating Peter, Charlotte, Rosalie, and Emmett.
"Now, y'all will refrain from usin' any negative connotations about me, my mate, or my family." I gave Fuckward a pointed look and then moved on to both Carlisle and Esme. "You will be given a chance to speak. Don't make me regret it. You will be given a chance to leave. Don't make me regret it. And you will be given the chance to make amends with my mate. Don't make me regret it. And by regret I mean kill you, which I won't regret.
"Here are the missing pieces to the puzzle you need to know: Bella and I have mated and, in addition to that, we are true mates. If you need that explained, ask Peter later. Because of our mating, Bella has already come into very strong physical powers. The invisible wall is hers." All eyes from the floor widened and I smiled internally at their shock.
"My gift has also grown. My family has accepted Charlie as a father figure. He does not know anythin' about us. As some of ya know, I've been staying at Charlie's house since Bella left the hospital."
"Hospital?" Edward questioned through his agony.
"Yes Fuckward, remember I showed ya the episode in the hospital, the destroyed house? Bella was there for three days and I stayed with her the entire time." I rolled my eyes at his question.
"We frequently spend time at Charlie's. He was told that Peter is my older brother and naturally Charlotte is his wife. He came to check on us kids that were stayin' here and decided to stay. In the meantime, Carlisle and Esme sent Vicky, who is a cousin, down to watch over us as well. The dog's name is Spirit; I bought him for Bella and he has worked wonders with all the women. Not to mention I love the lil' whipper-snapper myself. He is an unusual creature like Bella and does not fear us." I smiled up at him. He returned my smile with a wag of his tail and then he picked up the finger ran down to me. I crouched down to pet him, just giving him attention for a moment.
"Such a good boy, huh? And such a ladies' man," I chuckled. While petting him, I could feel my rage take a backseat for a moment, but I was firmly keeping the others on the floor. I was thankful yet again that I could separate my feelings from the ones I sent out; a Bella perk, I grinned. And, I idly thought, Spirit is keeping that finger as long as he wants.
With a huff I released the family. "I'm gonna go sit down so we can chat about this." I sat in the chair I had earlier been in with Bella, her scent was very faint and marred by the others in the room but it was still comforting.
Everyone took seats throughout the room quietly.
"Let's start with Carlisle; what do you know about true mates?" I asked, looking at him expectantly.
He stared back at me for a moment and I could see the wonder and curiosity flicker in his eyes as he thought on it. "I suppose I'm missing something, Jasper. Mates are just that, life partners. Partners you love unconditionally forever. We all know that." He was still confused and assuming this wasn't the answer I was looking for; he was right.
"No Carlisle, true mates; not just mates, but true mates. Do you know anythin' of those?" I posed the question again, making sure he understood the connotation. He looked at me questioningly and I looked over to Peter. Fuckward was sitting silently with everyone else mulling over the insinuation and probably trying to get a read on someone's thoughts.
"Well," Carlisle began, after a few moments of pondering the topic. "When I was with the Volturi there was talk of true mates as being all powerful, connected fully, a bond unlike any Marcus has ever seen. But that was just talk, vampire lore. Is that the true mate thing you mean?" He was curious but still didn't understand.
I scanned the room; the Whitlocks were sitting rather stoically, probably concentrating on keeping Fuckward out. Fuckward appeared deep in thought or trying to pull something from someone's mind. Carlisle and Esme also seemed deep in thought, but Esme was admittedly lost. Alice, well she was sitting with a smile looking at me.
I knew from that look that she knew, but she wasn't saying anything. She was mainly staying in the background for this reunion. We never fought and we weren't going to start now. I returned her smile, glad that she wasn't going to be a problem during all of this. I'm sure she watched my entire relationship bloom with Bella. She occasionally called or sent texts and she certainly helped out a couple of times, first with the creeps in the coffee shop, and then with Charlie. I love her, but more like a sister now, like a best-friend.
"Alice?" I asked, wanting to see what she'd say. I had explained this to them in short but I could tell they didn't get it.
"You've always been a great man, Jasper. A great warrior, the renowned Major, the God of War, all of them. You never thought you'd become more. You are strong and fierce, powerful and fast…"
"What does this have to do with anything?" Fuckward interrupted.
I growled at him and tried something new. If it didn't work, that was fine. I sent him pain but I attempted to concentrate it just on his legs. If it failed then all of him would feel the pain, not just his legs. I was delightfully surprised when he grabbed his legs and screamed like a girl. Seriously wondering about his masculinity here?
Everyone looked at Edward in shock and awe and then over to me, where I just projected smugness to the rest of the room.
"Well hot damn! The Major is cookin' tonight!" Peter cracked up. The idea of cookin' was not lost on me in this situation and I smirked at him. Emmett joined in the laugher and the Whitlock women smiled, but Carlisle and Esme were not happy. In fact, they were pissed that the golden boy was hurting and they were confused.
"You did that, Jasper?" Carlisle asked. He knew the extent of my abilities. A couple decades after joining the family, I was comfortable enough with him to let him learn more about me, about my gift and how it worked.
"Yu-p," I drawled lazily, looking right at Fuckward and easing up on the pain.
"Now, if y'all don' mind, I wanna hear what Alice was sayin' and it's in y'all's best interest to listen. Got it?" I asked pointedly, looking at the three Cullens. And okay, maybe I was getting a bit nutty with my accent but being called a hick makes me want to play it up, because no matter what, I'm still in control. I smirked at the thought and looked towards Fuckward to make sure he got it. I could tell just by looking in his eyes that he did. Finally.
"Ummm… as I was saying. You are all of those things, Jasper. Your gift gave you the power to stay alive during a hideous war and you made a name for yourself by being unforgiving, controlling, and gifted. Your gift spanned not only with your empathetic emotions, but your war strategies, knowledge, and execution. You lost yourself to the demon to survive. You were able to cage the demon, thanks to Peter and Charlotte." She nodded towards them with a warm smile before continuing.
"I met you and brought you the relief you desired. The ability to live among humans, to live without feeling their emotions as you fed. You repressed a lot of who you were, to get what you needed at the time. And, unfortunately, I helped you do that too," she said ashamed. I sent her a bit of forgiveness and confidence to keep her going.
"You are now the most powerful vampire in history, Jasper; you and your mate, Bella…" Again with the interruptions.
"That's preposterous! He's Jasper! He's weak, his bloodlust controls him; he's a liability and a monster!" Fuckward blurted out. "And Bella is not his mate!" he nearly screeched.
I focused my gift of pain at his head, hoping like hell I can actually give a vampire a headache. He immediately clutched his head. He seemed like good practice material, so I decided to see if I could keep
his head in pain while sending the cocktail to the rest of him. I smiled as one hand went from his head to his chest, clutching his shirt.
I let him up again, after a few minutes of us just watching his pain in silence, and he stood up quickly.
"You know what? Take her, she's ruined now anyhow. She's just as scarred up as you are and you've turned her into a whore!" He turned to stalk off and my growl resounded through the room along with the other Whitlock's.
Before he could leave, Emmett was tackling him from behind and smashing his head repeatedly into the floor, causing the wood to break away until he was hitting the stone foundation. Alice cringed but made no move to help him. Carlisle and Esme were frantically yelling at Emmett to stop, but their pleas fell on deaf ears.
Peter, Char, Rose, and I all growled when he made the comment but those died out as we watched our brother attempt to make mincemeat of Fuckward's skull. I think Peter and I at least were enjoying the show. Emmett beat Fuckward's head in a few more times until his ear fell off. He released Fuckward and tossed the ear to Rose, who caught it with grace and an evil smile.
Fuckward was a bit disoriented and, I assume, that even though he's a vampire there was still brain damage from that one. I smirked at that thought; too bad it'd repair itself.
Emmett walked back toward Rose and high-fived me and Peter along the way.
"Thanks Bro," I said, watching him sit back down and pulling Rose into his lap.
"I feel better," he said smirking.
Carlisle went to assess Fuckward's injuries and Esme was sobbing.
Carlisle finally decided to take Fuckward for a hunt; his body had just been through too much today. The night fell silent as Alice and Esme went for a walk, mainly it was Alice's attempt to keep Esme from the line of fire. The rest of us sat and vented about the nerve of that fuckwad. Vicky joined us as Alice and Esme were leaving. They asked her to join them but she wanted to talk to me.
She entered the room timidly, looking down, and full of nervousness and fear. I went to her slowly but she didn't see me.
"Major?" she said, looking up into my eyes. I smiled at her and pulled her in for a hug. She tensed but then relaxed when I sent her some calm and understanding. I wasn't going to hurt her. She had obviously been through too many horrors.
The names Fuckward was calling Bella were hurting her deeply, because of what James has said and done to her.
Suddenly it came to me, Alice's vision, and I smiled. "Vicky, darlin', pack your bags, you're goin' on a trip." She was immediately frightened and I could kick myself. I held her at arm's length.
"Hey hey, stop that. You're fine. I'm not gettin' rid of ya. I'm gettin' ya outta this mess that is this family," I said, sending her some sincerity and trust.
"Wh…what he said… I'd never… never hurt Bella," she sobbed pulling me closer. "Please? Please Jasper, don't send me away," she begged, through her tears.
"Shh it's okay, darlin', you don' have to go. I just thought you might wanna get outta here. You can stay as long as you want. Really. Shh, it's okay. If you change your mind, you can go stay with the Denali sisters; we've told you about them. It's four women and one male up there and he's mated. I thought you might be more comfortable up there, right now. But no, you don' ever have ta go, darlin'," I said, holding her tightly and looking to Peter and Char for help.
Char took her from me and Rose joined them as they disappeared upstairs leaving just me, Peter, and Emmett.
"So what's Rose gonna do with that ear?" I had to ask. Peter snickered and Emmett grinned.
"I haven't got a clue man, but she said she wanted a piece of him. So I gave her a piece," he smiled happily. We all chuckled feeling a little more tension leave us.
A couple hours later my phone rang. It was my girl and she was ready for bed; she sounded very worn out, no doubt she'd be asleep when I got there. I told her I'd be right there. When I walked out of the house, Alice and Esme were emerging from the trees. I let them know I'd be gone the rest of the night.
Esme came up to me. "Jasper?" She was finally sorry and guilty, the things she should have been all along. I can only guess that Alice made that difference. I gave her a knowing smile and she returned it, nodding her head slightly and looking at Esme.
"Yes? I'm kind of in a hurry here," I replied, because she hadn't continued and I was impatient to get to Bella.
"I'm sorry, Jasper. I'm sorry for what we did to you, to Bella, for the way we acted. I honestly thought…I thought if Edward came back everything would go back to being the same. I'd get my family back. You and Alice would get back together. It would be… it would be as if we never left. I didn't want to believe she hates us, that she is different from the shy little girl we met a year ago. I'm sorry. I hope someday you can forgive me for my attitude, for my callousness." She spoke to her shoes through the entire apology, but she was sincere and I sent my gratitude to Alice.
I don't know what she did but I'm glad she did it. Esme was never really my mom but she had always been nice to me in the past. I just couldn't believe the attitude her and Carlisle had when it came to Bella and me. Alice nodded in response and left Esme and I alone.
"Esme," I started quietly waiting for her to look up at me. When our eyes met I continued, "I do accept your apology, but as you know, I won't forget. Things are never gonna be the same. I don't know what they'll be like for us. But Bella needs to hear your apology…" She cut me off quickly.
"Of course Jasper, of course I'll apologize to Bella, I'm so sorry." She was damn near groveling here and she interrupted me. I stopped her by raising my hand.
"Don't… interrupt me again. In fact, I know you're sorry, I can feel it. But I do not care to be interrupted and your groveling has no effect on me. I may forgive you in my own time. But as I was sayin'… Bella needs to hear the apology too and… you need to understand that she is not the same Bella she was before. She may not forgive you. She went through Hell, and being a parental figure, you are even more to blame than Fuckward in her mind. Just understand that her 'demon', as it were, is only beginning to come out and play. It wants revenge, Esme." When I finished speaking we looked at each other for a couple moments, before I turned silently and went to my truck.
I drove off leaving Esme crying quietly in front of the house. My demon- I am not too forgiving either.
I pulled up to the house and smelled that he had been there recently. He better not let me catch him stalking her, especially after the things he said about her. All the lights in the house were off and I could hear both Charlie and Bella snoring lightly in sync, as I walked up to the front door.
There was suddenly a lot of hate and anger, and then he was standing in front of me, blocking my way to the door. "What do you think you are doing?" he hissed at me.
