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What Becomes of the Brokenhearted?
Chapter 56
JPOV
I stubbed out the cigarette butt, and immediately lit up another one. Time was winding down and I was becoming more and more anxious by the minute.
I was ready for this to be over, so I could get back to my life!
Tanya and I had been trekking across state after state for months in an attempt to get back to Chicago. It wasn´t first class, but we´d finally fucking made it. Ever since that pansy ass, Cullen, had cut her off, things had been tight.
In the beginning, I was able to pimp her out like the whore she was, but then she fucked around and got her dumb ass knocked up, putting an end to that little hustle.
I hated that clingy bitch!
Tanya would do anything for me.
She actually thought I loved her.
Pfft…
What a joke!
That was so far from the fucking truth that it wasn't even funny.
Tanya Cullen was nothing more than a means to an end.
I loved my wife!
I loved, Victoria!
Always have, and always fucking will!
Ahh… Victoria, my beautiful red-headed vixen!
We were high school sweethearts, but somewhere along the way things went bad.
And it was all because of the prick, Cullen!
Right out of college I was offered an entry-level position at Cullen Pharmaceuticals. I was eager to learn, and a very hard worker. Quickly, I moved up within the ranks. Two years later, I had saved up enough money to get my own place and a ring for Vicki.
The pay was great, and I was able to give Victoria the wedding and honeymoon of her dreams. It was on a private beach under the stars in Maui that our daughter, Bree, was conceived.
I was over the fucking moon at the idea of becoming a father!
Pregnancy was hard on Vicki, and more and more, I had to miss work. Amun, my immediate supervisor, understood at first, but then it got to be too much. There was no way I would be able to handle the mounting medical bills if I lost my job.
Vicki didn´t see it that way, her hormones were all over the place. A couple of times when I had to work late, to make up for being off so much, she accused me of cheating on her. That was the first of many fights that we would continue to have.
Like I would ever be with another fucking woman!
Vicki was the only one I saw!
As Vicki´s stomach grew, so did her mistrust for me and the intensity of our fights.
Long story short, my performance at work began to reflect my problems at home. I was chosen to be a part of the Edward Cullen´s team, and it couldn´t have come at a worse time. With the problems mounting at home, I wasn´t able to concentrate, and no longer did I have Amun to cover my ass when I didn't show up to work.
Edward was a perfectionist!
A fucking slave driver!
Unfortunately, he expected the same type of mentality from his entire team.
After several verbal ass-whippings, and a handful of write-ups, I lost my job. Just like that, Edward Cullen took away my ninety-thousand a year salary, and my family´s health insurance.
And with it, went my life!
Vicki was livid!
Nothing I said could get her to listen, and give me a second chance.
She left me, and took my baby girl with her!
That was the day that my life´s mission became to destroy Edward Cullen!
Without a second thought, he took away my livelihood… and my ability to be a man with it!
Leaving me half a man, broken and devastated!
I was from the wrong side of the tracks, but my love for science and my ability to retain information, especially, math was my ticket out of the hood.
I was given the opportunity to leave the slums of Chicago and make something of myself. People in the old neighborhood didn´t take too kindly to me going off to an Ivy League college, my parents included. They felt I was being a sellout, but that started long before college.
My grades were such that I was able to attend The Chicago Preparatory School on an academic scholarship and that´s where I met Victoria. Coming from a wealthy family, John and Margret Platt, weren't about to let their only daughter date just anyone.
I had to think fast and concoct a story that would be not only interesting, but also believable. In the end, her parents fell for my sob story of being an only child that was being raised by my elderly grandmother. As far as they knew, I was a straight-laced kid who was on his way to graduating with honors.
Thankfully, I was able to hold them off until I went to college, and by then my poor elderly grandmother had succumbed to cancer in her sleep, before being cremated immediately; her last dying wish and all.
Yeah, what a fucking crock of shit!
My deadbeat ass parents still lived in the old neighborhood, and I had two brothers and three fucking sisters, but that wasn´t my life anymore so it didn´t matter. That James was dead and gone, and he was never coming back!
Well, he was before, Edward Cullen, took everything away from me.
Easily, I fell back in with the old crowd.
My boy Alec took me in no questions asked. He was a big time hustler around the hood, and I knew that I could make some paper making runs for him. Grateful to my Yale degree, and my ability to pass for one of them, Alec handed a list of rich fucks who loved to shove shit up their noses. Preferably, white powdery shit! When I skimmed over the list, one name stood out amongst all the rest. My smile could rival that of any Cheshire cat´s.
Tanya Denali-Cullen!
Bingo!
Jack – and fucking – pot!
I befriended the bitch instantly, and the rest as they say… was history!
Stomping out yet another cigarette, I pulled up the collar of my old worn out pea coat. The air was frigid in Chicago, but the heat from my boiling rage was keeping me nice and warm. I watched as Edward and the brown-haired beauty, Isabella, strolled through Millennium Park pushing some ridiculously expensive stroller without a care in the world.
Immediately, I saw red!
My fists balled in anger at my sides.
That should have been me!
He´s living my fucking life!
My kid was almost three fucking years old, and I had only held her once!
Once goddamn it!
And that was only because I snuck in the hospital right after Vicki gave birth. She was exhausted, and I held my baby girl in my arms while my beautiful angel, Victoria lay sleeping beside me. She was none the wiser. Bree was a beautiful baby, and all because of the fucking asshole Cullen, she was calling someone other asshole, "Daddy".
I´d seen her in this very same park a week ago with her mother and that fucking bastard who was playing house with my wife and my kid; I was beyond fucking pissed.
How could Vicki do this to me?
How could she move on without me?
How could she let our little girl call another man daddy?
Bree´s ball rolled near the bench I was occupying, and it took everything in me not to scoop her up little body up, and make a run for it. When she reached down to retrieve it, she looked up and gave the most beautiful toothy grin that I´d ever seen.
Blue eyes, my fucking eyes, locked with mine, and I was a goner!
Angry tears burned my eyes, but nothing would make them fall.
She looked exactly like me, with the exception of the reddish tint that shone in her hair. "Bree," a deep voice hollered from a nearby merchant´s cart. "Here´s your cotton candy, sweetie."
"Daddy," she squealed grinding my heart into sawdust. Her little voice sounded like wind chimes, and instantly, my ears burned for more.
"I´m here, baby," I whispered, the wind carrying my voice away as she scurried back to where Victoria stood with some tall lanky motherfucker that I recognized from prep school. My jaw clenched so tightly that my teeth were on the verge of becoming nothing more than powder.
Son-of-a-bitch!
Royce motherfucking King!
The only man I hated more than Edward Cullen!
He went to high school with us and he always had a thing for my Vicki. He must have put the moves on her as soon as I was out of the picture. He was a rich fuck, who could give her all the things I could not, all thanks to that selfish fuck, Cullen.
But not for long!
Things were about to change and my luck was looking up.
Soon, I´d have more than enough money to get Vicki and my little girl back!
Courtesy of one, Tanya Cullen!
I´d milked that whore´s pregnancy from Washington State to Illinois, and everywhere in between until we made it to our destination. People were suckers for a young pregnant couple, and a sob story. Our latest victims, Gloria and David Banner were keeping an eye on my sick fiancée while I looked for work.
Damn it, I believe I just threw up a little in my mouth!
If only they fucking knew!
I wasn´t out looking for work, but I sure as hell was about to get fucking paid! And as soon as the fucking check cleared, I was going to give Tanya enough Smack to off her and her junkie baby! After that, I was going to get my fucking family back!
By any means necessary!
My mind snapped back to the present, and I focused on my intended target.
Cullen stood there, unaware of the present danger, stroking Isabella´s swollen stomach. After doing some research, I found out her name, and about their impending nuptials and baby.
That´s the problem with all these rich fuckers, they tell too much of their goddamn business!
I wasn´t sexually attracted to pregnant women per se, but I may have to make an exception with Ms. Isabella Swan. My dick got painfully hard at the thought of Edward watching, helplessly, as I fucked his little bride-to-be.
After all, she was a fucking looker!
I sunk deeper into the shadows as I continued to observe them. Palming my throbbing erection, I couldn't help the evil grin that plastered itself across my lips.
Soon sweet Isabella… soon you´ll be mine…
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