Still Bella's POV):
When I walked back into my room, I struggled to undo the buttons placed in the back of the dress.
I almost jump a foot in the air as I feel someone's warm hands against my skin.
"Relax, I'm just here to help you." Esme says.
I nod, holding the dress to my chest as I feel her make quick work of the buttons. When she finishes unfastening the buttons, I quickly slide off the dress, placing it on the bed before rushing into the closet to change.
As I walked in I slowly slid off the shoes and stockings Sully had made me slip on after checking and before placing the garter.
Once I take off all the white, lacey stuff. I go retrieve my black set. Quickly pulling it on before I grab my black jeans, pull them on before grabbing my black t-shirt and pulling it over my head.
I quickly slip all my weapons into the pockets, I then grab a crimson knit sweater, slipping my glock into the back of my waistband before I button it up.
Esme is still waiting for me in the room as I walk out with black leather boots on, quickly stepping into them and zipping them up.
"What happened, Es?" I asked her, as I unwind my hair for the hairstyle, only to braid it to the side.
"It's your Nonna! After you came up here, she asked your Nonno who confirmed it to be true… as soon as he did, she collapsed. She's been taken downstairs to the hospital wing…" she informs me, teary-eyed.
I gasp, straightening up from my spot and rush towards the door.
It is utter chaos as I reach the landing. "What the fuck is going on here?!" I tell, causing everyone to stiffen.
Elizabeth and Sully are being held back by an extreme aggravated Edward and Emmett, Aro seems to be out cold, a few feet away from them and Carlisle has his arms wrapped around Esme's waist, now that she was back in the room, though this may look like a loving gesture to an outsider, to a family member you could see the tension brewing in between them, and within all of them.
"Where are my grandparents? " Again no one responded.
"Boys, I'm going you need you to let those ladies go." I say, calmly.
They all let them go and step back. "Edward, where is my Nonno and yours?" I ask.
"After you went up to change, I did too, when I got back down here, your Nonna had your Nonno cornered by the door." He said.
My eyes flicker down to see that he has, in fact, changed out of his tux and into a pair of washed out jeans, a simple dark button down and a black leather jacket.
"What happened then?" I asked, as all the women walked over to where I stood.
"Your Nona pulled out a gun, and pointed it in the direction of his dick, until he answered her questions." Jasper answered, trying to wake up Aro.
"What happened to her?"I asked, my eyes tearing up.
"She's had a mild heart attack. My guess is that when your Nonno told her the truth, it was just too much for her to hear." Carlisle said, looking at me.
I gasp, feeling myself begin to shake as I pictured my dear, Nonna laying on a bed down stairs, I looked towards Edward, who looked back at me pained.
"What exactly did my Nonno say to her?" I asked, slowly.
"He confirmed that what you said to her was true, he said he began the search for them. He's called all his contacts and has managed to set everyone on alert. They are to be bought here. No harm is to be caused to them." My Zio Marcos spoke, walking further into the room.
"How is she?" I asked, trying to swallow around the knot in my throat as I anxiously awaited his response.
"She's out of the danger zone now. Though for now she'll be maintained heavily sedated so she can rest." Carlisle explained, sadly.
I nod, turning around and heading down to the hospital wing, but not before grabbing the small sculpture of a woman before heading down.
Just as I am about to burst into the room, I feel two familiar arms wrap around my while another set of hands rips the sculpture from my grasp.
"Let's calm down, shall we, amore mio?" He whispered in my ear.
I sigh, in defeat, sagging in his arms, "You're right…get me out of here…please.." I whisper back.
Without wasting a second, he throws me over his shoulder and rushes back the way we came from. He doesn't stop, even after we reach the entry level, I can feel him rushing up the stairs, before I hear a door slam, and the lock click.
He sets me down on the bed before taking my chin, forcing me to look up at him.
"Dolcezza, talk to me…" He whispered, walking closer to me as he did.
I shook my head silently in response to him, feeling as my eyes filled with unshed tears, and a massive pained sob began to build in my chest.
"Let it out, amore mio."
…and then I did...
