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Chapter 44
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Did you have a complete personality transplant because I have no idea who you are anymore?" I was grateful that Alice had offered to occupy the children so that Edward and I could have a chat, but I didn't feel like chatting as much as I did hurting his face.
"I'm sorry, okay," he sighed, before running his hand through his hair. "When I came back and you weren't here. I freaked out. I thought that something had happened to you or that you had ran. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that in front of the kids."
"You shouldn't have spoken to me like that period, Edward. You would never have dreamed of speaking to me like that before. Why is it acceptable now?"
"It's not, okay," he sighed, sitting down on the sofa. "I'm trying, okay? I'm fucking trying. I'm trying to be the type of man that can leave what he does at the door when he comes home to his family. It isn't easy, especially when all we do is argue."
"You disappear from my life and then randomly showed up and kidnapped me and the kids. I'm sorry, should I have been more welcoming?"
"Don't you think that I wanted to be with you? Don't you think that I thought about you every second of the day? Don't you think I worried? I never wanted to leave you in the first place, but things had gotten too deep. I thought I had found a quick fix out of our problems. I was stupid. God, I'm lucky to be alive. I wouldn't be alive had it not been for Emmett. I owe him everything. He convinced his father to spare my life. Carlisle took my pinky, gave me a beating and then put me to work. Do you know what I do for a living, Bella? I make people disappear. I have so much blood on my hands. So much fucking blood because I couldn't tell you I had lost my job." He hid his face in his hands. I wasn't sure if he was crying or not. Part of me wanted to go to him, comfort him, but the other part of me was terrified. My husband had just admitted to me that he had taken lives, lots of lives.
"Please, Edward," I said, falling at his feet. "Let's leave. Let's get the kids and run away. No good can ever come out of living here. We can find some place and start over. We can be a family again."
Edward laughed bitterly. "You don't run from the cartel, Bella. There is no place on this earth we would be able to hide. Trust me on that."
