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I'm sorry about the delays, but still love me. I've been super busy and haven't had my usual writing time. I plan to do some catching up over the holidays when I have some downtime. Keep showing me the love!
Beta'd by that hot bitch who loves to Tony Danza ya, MalloryKnoxx
"Beautiful you are but you're his by far
Comin' by my way, drivin' his fancy car
Making plans to be in my life forever
Tell me, tell me that we'll always be together"
R. Kelly - Down Low
Previously...
"This is bullshit!" I screamed running my arm the length of the windowsill and knocking its contents to the floor.
I continued to scream in frustration when Jacob and one of Em's guys busted in the door.
Jacob looked around in confusion before wrapping his arms around me to keep me from throwing anything else.
"Get her out of here." Luke told him while he pushed a button for housekeeping.
"Did you know?" I yelled at him.
He wore a confused look.
"Ms. Leone, I'm not sure what you're talking about."
"Can it, Luke. Did you know about the drugs?"
He paused before shaking his head.
"Fucking liar!" I screamed.
"Get her out of here. Now." Luke told Jacob before leaving the room.
"Let's go. Wherever you want." Jacob spoke in a hushed tone pulling me from the room.
I let him lead me out of the hospital. I was tired and pissed and upset. I just wanted to be anywhere but there, waiting for a man I loved to wake up.
A man who lied to me.
Jacob's POV
I took Rosalie back to the penthouse.
She was fighting tears the whole way.
I knew Rosalie was a tough girl, but everyone deserves to have their moments. She was carrying a lot on her shoulders. I wanted to make it better for her, but I didn't know how.
I was spending almost all of my time with her and she had grown on me.
I didn't like to see her upset.
I was relieved the family didn't think I had set Aro up. I was going to tell them the deal was a no go, but Aro offered to handle it. I was all for it because I was trying to make as much money as possible. I wanted to be Cullen rich. I had big dreams and plans to get there.
Edward had told me not to fuck with any of that for now. Someone had set me up and I wanted to know more than anyone who it was, but right now my only concern was taking care of Rosalie. I was thankful Mrs. Cullen hadn't been there to see her tantrum. Rosalie looked like a pissed off peacock tearing up that shit.
"Want me to make you a drink?" I asked walking towards the bar.
Rosalie was lying on the couch with her arms over her head.
"Shots." She mumbled.
"Of?"
"It doesn't matter. Just pour them. I need something to drown my sorrow. I just- I just can't believe this. I know we are raised to be prepared for everything and to look the other way, but when it actually happens, I just wanna say fuck it." She sat up. on the couch wiping her eyes. She was crying, but a few stray tears had slipped down her cheeks.
"Patron it is." I replied quietly.
I poured the shots as I thought to myself if I had a girl like Rosalie, I would never hurt her, or lie to her, or take her for granted.
Didn't Emmett see what he had? And to fucking boot, she thought she was the lucky one. Her lunch with Esme today seemed to have changed that.
"Will you do a shot with me?" Rosalie looked up at me with pleading eyes.
How could I say no?
"Sure."
I tossed back my shot at the same time she did hers.
I refilled them, and we downed the Patron.
Rosalie turned the tv on, but she wasn't really watching it. It was more for background noise than anything. I think she was trying hard to get her mind off things. It wasn't working out too well for her.
"Jacob, did you know about the drugs?"
"No." I answered without hesitation. I had never seen Emmett use meth. I had never seen it in the penthouse. Edward hadn't even known, so I would say that it was a secret he never intended for anyone to find out. Well, expect for Luke.
"Thank you." Rosalie whispered.
"For?"
"Taking care of me all the time."
"It's my job." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Your job is to be my bodyguard. You go above and beyond that. Thank you for it." She stared at me intently.
"It's nothing." I grinned at her.
The reality was I was in love with Rosalie Leone, and I wanted her in the worst way, but I had enough fucking sense to not go there.
"Let's watch a movie. A comedy." I suggested thinking it would lighten the mood. Maybe some liquor and dumbass humor would bring that beautiful smile to her face.
"Okay."
I put in a random Vince Vaughn DVD and sat back on the couch.
"Pause it." Rosalie stood up. "I want to put on something comfortable."
I paused the movie and waited patiently while she left and returned in some red sweat pants that hugged her curves and a little tight black tank.
Is she trying to kill me?
She climbed on the couch next to me, hugging a pillow to her chest.
As she watched the movie with morose eyes I couldn't help but watch her. I could look at her all day. If Emmett knew what kind of looking I was doing I would be a dead man.
Halfway through the movie Rose started yawning and soon she was leaning over on my shoulder. I knew how wrong this was, but I didn't move her. I loved feeling her against me.
She gazed up at me with half lidded eyes.
"Why are you staring at me?" She whispered.
"Because you're beautiful." I murmured back know I was headed towards somewhere I shouldn't be.
While I was waiting for a response, I got something I didn't expect.
Rosalie climbed up on her knees and pressed her soft, plump lips to mine and I was in Heaven.
I wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her closer to me and deepened the kiss briefly before pulling back.
She wore a look of rejection. I hated seeing that look on her face.
"Rosalie, we can't..."
"Why not? Nobody ever has to know." She smiled at me.
"It's not that I don't want to- it's just that if I do, I'm a dead man. I would rather be here with you everyday like this than to never see you again." I confessed to her standing up to put some distance between us.
If I didn't stop this now, I wouldn't be able to.
"I understand." Rosalie uttered crossing her arms over her chest. It made her tits rise up in her shirt and my dick loved it.
"I'm going to take a shower." I told her walking out of the room.
I value my life. I want to live. She is candy coated poison. I thought over and over as I ran my hand up and down my cock as images of Rosalie underneath me obtruded my thoughts.
Isabella's POV
We had just finished eatting when Edward's phone rang. I figured I would clean up while he took his call. His eyes never left me as I picked up the plates and napkins.
"Don't tell Ma. She has enough on her." Edward said before tossing hids phone on the table.
I brought my eyes up to his enraged eyes.
Uh oh...
I couldn't think of a single thing I had done that would piss him off, but his face said the contrary.
"What's up?" I asked sweetly.
"Did you tell Rosa about the meth thing?"
"No."
"Don't lie to me!" He yelled bringing his fist down on the table making the glasses rattle.
I stopped what I was doing and just stared at him.
"I trusted you with that information. You're not supposed to go blabbing your fucking mouth to Rosalie!" He jumped up knocking his chair backwards.
I felt fear racing through my veins as he stalked towards me.
At that moment, my instinct to fight back kicked in.
"I didn't say a word! Don't you dare yell at me!" I screamed in his face.
"I'll do whatever the hell I please. Don't think for a minute you can control me." He leaned into me until our faces were inches apart. "If you didn't tell, how would she know?"
I knew how she knew. Esme told her, and I told her I thought Rosalie had a right to know. I don't know what Rosalie did to rile such a reaction from Edward, but it couldn't have been good.
I wasn't going to rat Esme out, so what was I going to do?
"I don't fucking know, what I do know is that I said nothing so you need to get out of my face." I spoke calmly.
I wasn't going to deal with his bad attitude. I knew he had a lot on him, but he had another thing coming if he thought he could talk to me that way.
"I don't see how." He said before storming out of the room.
Fuck you, too! I screamed in my head.
I was so mad I could see red. I glanced around the apartment for my jacket. Once I spotted it, I grabbed it and my purse and left, shutting the door quietly behind me.
I walked out of the building on to the sidewalk and looked around for a cab. I stepped closer to the road and wave my arm in the air to flag one down. The yellow paint was chipped as the car pulled up to the curb. I opened the door and threw my purse on the seat, but before I could sit down I felt a large arm wrap around my waist as a hand closed over my mouth.
I tried to scream, but it was useless. They were nothing more than muffled sounds against the noise of the city.
Carlisle's POV
I had a long day at the office and Heather wouldn't stop blowing my phone up begging to see me. I hadn't seen her or any other woman besides Mary Alice in a while, and I could feel my resolve weakening.
Mary Alice had been in a foul mood with her weight gain and her brother getting arrested. I just needed a few hours away with meaningless sex. I text Heather back saying I would be there in an hour.
I finisihed up at the office and drove across town to Heather's apartment building.
I parked in the alley on the side and went up to her apartment.
"I've missed you." She opened the door in black lingerie and stilettos.
"Ooh baby." I purred pushing her into the apartment and kicking the door shut.
After a few of hours of every position I could possibly want to do, I was getting ready to leave while she took a shower. When I picked up my shirt, I knocked her purse off the dresser spilling it's contents on the floor. I would have left that shit there but a couple of items caught my eye, a recorder and a couple of other high tech gadgets.
I picked up the recorder and pushed play.
Rage filled me as I listened to previous conversations I had with Heather. That bitch was trying to set me up. All the questions made sense now.
I put all of it in my jacket pockets and walked into the bathroom.
"Why the fuck have you been recording our conversations?" I said making her jump.
"Wha-what are you talking about?" She stammered.
"I found your little spy stuff. Now answer my question."
"Carlisle-" she gulped, "I swear, I wasn't going to do anything with it. I love you. I was just biding time until I could figure out what to do about my boss-"
"What boss?" I grabbed her arms and pulled her out of the shower.
When she said nothing I shook her.
"I can't tell you..." She mumbled.
"Yes you can and you will." I requested.
She shook her head as tears started falling down her face.
"Tell me now!" I screamed as I shook her again.
"Ch-Charlie Swan..." She sputtered out.
"Are you sure?" I asked and she nodded.
I threw her down on the floor.
"Tell me everything."
"He and Kate... w-w-want to take...down your family." She gasped out between sobs.
"I'm sorry I have to do this." I told her as I reached out and placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on her chin, twisting quickly. Her limp body fell on the floor, and I picked up the phone to call the one person who would be more interested in this information than me.
"Yea?" Edward answered sounding aggraivated.
This sure as hell wasn't going to help his mood.
"I need you to meet me at that hobby store. I found something you might be interested in." I said before hanging up.
I rummaged through her apartment digging out anything that could help us while I waited for Edward.
