Innocent Until Proven Guilty Chapter 28
I held my breath for one more second before panic began rising within me. I reached out and clutched Edward's arm, digging my nails into his shirt sleeve.
We had been close to the penthouse when he called but Edward drove straight past it.
I guess I will be seeing the warehouse after all.
The days that followed after the phone call from Hunter were tense to say the least.
I hardly saw Edward and when I did, he was always pissed off. I went to bed alone and I woke up alone those past few days and I was getting sick of it. He wouldn't talk to me about what the fuck was going on and the only thing I knew for sure was the fact that he upped my security.
He even put Demetri on my case now.
He would come in, wolf down his dinner, tell me he loves me and that I'm his life and then locks himself in that office of his. Fuck me it hasn't even been a week since we got married and the last time he held me in his arms was when we got home from the warehouse.
It wasn't at all what I expected. He had people milling in and out constantly. Delivery trucks, crates and even a cargo ship were all inside and outside of the huge ass building. There was also construction work going on since the Felix attack but it looked like most of the building was unscathed. It was also surprisingly airy and light.
I would have laughed at the way people reacted when they saw him but nothing about that day was funny anymore. I'd gladly put a bullet between Hunter's eyes for ruining our blissful moment.
Edward made me sit in his office whilst he went to 'talk' with Ben. What was interesting was that the 'interrogation' room – as I have dubbed it- was right next to his office. He had a one-way mirror there but no sound, which I assume at the time was just turned off.
I watched as he calmly walked into the room and sat down on the chair across from a scrawny looking guy with bloodshot eyes and twitching fingers. He didn't look a day over 20 but he looked like he'd seen some shit, or injected it into his veins. There was a part of me that felt sorry for him but then I realised that he ratted Edward out and gave Hunter his information and god knows what else.
I couldn't for the life of me figure out why Edward would have hired him in the first place. But he probably saw something in him and wanted to help him.
I watched as Edward leaned back in his chair and stretched his legs out under the table, folding his hands behind his head and just looking at Ben who kept shifting in his chair and trying to not make any eye contact with anyone in the room. Jasper stood in one corner whilst Emmett stood by the door, blocking it with his wide shoulders. There was what looked like a toolbox next to Jasper and I saw Ben's eyes drift to it every now and again.
I was transfixed by it all and couldn't take my eyes off the mirror.
I jumped when Edward quickly sat up and banged a fist on the table, Ben's reaction mirrored mine. I clutched my heart in an attempt to calm it but I still couldn't take my eyes away from Edward.
He said something to Jasper who then proceeded to open the toolbox. A sinister smile on both Emmett and Jasper's lips made me second guess whether I wanted to carry on watching whatever would happen next.
I quickly looked around to see if there was some sort of button that would let me hear what was being said and then I noticed a few switches on the wall to my right that looked like normal light switches, but it was too far from the door to be an actual light switch. I was tempted to press on them to see which one was the sound switch but I was too scared to press the wrong one and accidently turn the light off in there and alert Edward that I was watching.
I quickly did another scan of the room and noticed a round air vent that had a lid on it. I scampered down to the floor and popped the lid off and I could hear everything that was being said, albeit faintly.
My hand flew to cover my mouth as I gasped at what Ben was saying.
"I swear I don't fucking know anyone named Hunter! Come on Edward, please, you have to trust me!" he pleaded.
Then I heard a laugh that sounded like it should belong to my husband but I have never heard it sound so harsh before.
"You're a fucking fool if you think I'm going to trust you after you sold me out. There's a fucking reason I didn't want Hunter to have my details!" he growled out.
"But he already knows where you…live" I heard the moment it suddenly dawned on him that he slipped up. I heard what could only be described as a desperate sob escape him and I wished I could see and hear it all but the sound through the vent was already faint enough that I had to press my ear against it.
"No no no no no please" he wailed and I quickly shot up from my position on the floor and watched as Edward brought down a hammer onto Ben's right hand, no doubt crushing the small bones. I could see and hear a faint scream and I wanted to look away, I really did.
But I couldn't.
I watched transfixed as the man I married strides over to where Ben is and grabs him by the hair only to smack his face against the table. My stomach is in knots and I felt sweat run down my neck.
With every smack on the table, more and more blood splattered across it and I was sure Ben had already passed out from the pain.
I couldn't look anymore.
I moved away from the one-way mirror and walked over to the couch in his office. My body dropped down like a tonne of brick, I buried my face in my hands as my arms rested on top of my knees. I couldn't get the image out of my head and I replayed it all over and over again.
I couldn't help but wonder what I would have done if I was in Edward's shoes. Would I have let him go, pardoned his disloyalty and asked him to not do it again? Would I have just done the easy thing and put a bullet through his head to end him?
I wasn't sure what I would have done.
This wasn't something I was brought up with. It wasn't something I dealt with on a daily basis.
But Edward was and Edward did.
I continued to sit there and ponder everything I know and have seen.
I know for sure that I was now probably in more danger than before.
I know Edward was not going to let this go until Hunter is gone and will probably do something stupid that could get him hurt.
I know that I have to go back to Sam's to practice more on my aim.
When Edward returned to his office, I didn't look up but I felt him looking at me.
"Bella-" was all he uttered as he continued to stand by the door. I was so lost in my own head that I didn't acknowledge him. I heard him sigh and move closer but all I could think about was how I could help him.
How could I make my safety easier for him so he could do what he needs to?
I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I heard his quick intake of breath.
"Bella I-" but I cut him off.
"I think I should stay at your parent's house." They had around the clock security and I know he would feel better knowing I wasn't alone at the penthouse.
"Why?" he asked, I couldn't place the emotion I could hear from him though.
When I eventually looked up, I saw hurt in his eyes. His shoulders were tense and his breathing was rapid from the way his chest rose and fell.
"I think it's for the best." Why couldn't he see that?
"So you're leaving me?" he growled out. I narrowed my eyes at him, not understanding where the fuck he got that idea from. I stood up and we were face to face, I could feel the heat coming off his body and only then did I notice he had specks of blood on his shirt.
"What?"
"You finally saw the real me and now you're ready to run? Was that all it took? Was seeing me do my fucking job all it took for you to finally realise what a monster I am?" he seethed as he shifted even closer to me.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I'm trying to help you!" I screamed back, my temper flaring.
"How is you running away from me helping me?! Do you not realise the fact that if I can't see you or know where you are, I can't fucking function? Do you think I would trust anyone else with your life?! Tell me, are you running away from me or do you think I can't protect you?" he bellowed back, his nostrils flaring.
"I'm not running away from you! Of course I know you can protect me! You've been fucking doing it since the night we met. But don't you think it would be easier for you to get this fucker off my back if you knew I'd be safe at your parent's house and not alone at the penthouse? Surely you trust the people protecting your mom and dad's lives." I tried to calm myself but I felt like he wasn't seeing my point.
"I DON'T TRUST THEM WITH YOURS!" he roared and I sat back down on the couch from the shock of it.
It was like a switch was being flicked as I watched him morph back into the Edward I know. He ran his hands through his hair, tugging it to the point where his knuckles turned white.
He moved so quickly and was suddenly on his knees in front of me.
It looked like he wanted to place his hands on mine that were resting on my lap but I watched him second guess himself and retreat them back.
I had never seen him look so vulnerable like he did at this moment. God I could fucking understand how worried he was about me, but to see him second guess whether he could touch me broke my heart.
He moved ever so slowly and rested his forehead on my knees. His shoulders sagging when I didn't push him away.
I would never push him away.
"I need you with me." He muttered into the floor. "Now more than ever." He continued on to say as I gently ran my fingers through his hair.
We had stayed like that for what felt like hours not saying anything, both of us lost in our own thoughts.
"How do we do this?" I finally asked.
"Together." Was the only thing he said.
When we returned home that night, he stripped me down and carried me to bed where he proceeded to make love to me, holding me as tightly as possible whilst moving against me. I would be lying if I said it wasn't the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Because it was.
I don't know what it was about the way we made love, but the aftershock of it all made me crumble in his arms. He held me ask I cried and didn't let go until the next morning.
That was also the last time we had sex.
I tried every night to coax him into bed with me but he kept reminding me that he had work to do and that he needed Hunter dead to protect me.
I stopped trying after a couple of times.
It had been a while since I had to take matters into my own hands.
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We were 2 days away from leaving for Vegas and I had reports due left, right and centre. As soon as I was done with one, I would submit it and start on the other. One of my professors was being a total douchebag and wouldn't accept my report submission online and wants it handed to him in person.
I tried my hardest to get out of going but he wouldn't budge.
I ran into Edward's office and connected to the wireless printer and printed out the report. I tapped the desk with my fingers as I waited for the 15 page essay to print on the highest of quality paper that the douchebag requested whilst gazing around the office. My eyes constantly drifting to the gun wall and it made me want to visit Sam even more.
When I broached the subject with Edward, he instantly shot me down.
It felt like I was on lockdown at the penthouse and I was actually going stir crazy. Rose and Alice would come to visit but we'd spend most of our time studying so we had nothing to worry about when we leave for Vegas.
All the wedding planning had been done so all we needed to do was to fly out there.
When I told the girls of my own wedding, Rose cried and Alice ran to see my wedding dress. Alice and I had gotten so drunk that night that she proceeded to give Rose and I a lap dance so we could give her some pointers for the wedding night.
She said it was a surprise for her Jazzy.
I cried tears of laughter as she gyrated her hips against us. Rose even threw dollar bills at her, I still have no idea where she got them from but it was comical nonetheless.
I don't know how I ended up in bed that night but I woke up naked, horny and wet. Of course, my husband was nowhere to be seen and when I felt his side of the bed, it was already cold.
I was brought back to the present when the printer beeped alerting me my report was done. I quickly gathered it all and stapled it so I don't lose any of the pages.
Now all I had to do was come up with a way to leave the penthouse without Edward blowing a casket.
I picked up my phone and called him. At least he still picked up the damn phone when I called.
"What's wrong?" I was pretty sure I could imitate him perfectly by this point because this was the usual answer I got when I called.
"Hello to you too husband, I'm fine thank you, slept great. How's your day going dear?" Sarcasm dripped form my lips as I swivelled on his office chair; I loved spending time here because it smelled of him.
"Baby please." He pleaded; his voice clipped.
"One of my professors won't let me submit my work online and wants my report printed and handed over in person. I thought you should know because I need to leave the apartment." I tried keeping my tone light so not to agitate him even more.
I am so close to hunting that fucker down myself and end this shit show once and for all. I want my fucking Edward back.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed, my little speech having the complete opposite affected.
I heard him move the phone away as his voice became muffled whilst he barked out orders.
"Demetri will take you." I could feel he was about to end the call and I was having none of that.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen you better not hang up on me or I swear to god!" I screeched into the phone. And heard him sigh in response.
"I know and I understand you're busy and I get it. I really do. But Edward…baby I fucking miss you. You hardly talk to me and when you do, I feel like I can't say shit without you losing your rag. I hardly ever see you and don't even get me started about sleeping with you. You said we'll figure this out together yet you're the one keeping me at arm's length. This was why I suggested I stay at your parent's house in the first place. I'm going stir fucking crazy here!" I tried to calm my breathing down but this whole mess wasn't helping.
"Angel…I'm…let me just get shit done today. I'm so fucking close to getting him. I'm sorry for how I've been. It would kill me to let my guard down and if something were to happen to you, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Just…give me today and I promise things will change. I fucking miss you too Isabella, don't ever doubt that." And with that he was gone.
I slumped back in the chair and mulled over what he said. I hope that whatever he has planned will work.
My phone started ringing again and I noticed it was Demetri.
"Hi Dem,"
"Mrs Cullen I'm downstairs with Siobhan, we're ready when you are." Oh yes, Siobhan.
She was the person Edward had hired to shadow me when I had to go into UoC. She was no taller than Alice and fit in perfectly with the student crowd. She is deadly as hell and I've been trying to set her up with Seth. He gets all flustered when she's around and she acts like she's not interested but I've seen her check him out.
They both had one huge thing in common. Whilst Seth was bringing up his sister Leah, Siobhan was raising her own son. It wasn't a happy pregnancy and from what I managed to coax out of her, she was raped at a house party when she was 16. She was too scared to tell anyone and once she had the first scan, she wouldn't even think about aborting him.
That whole experience is every woman's worst nightmare but she came out on top of it all. She was raising the cutest little boy with the help from her aunt and she kicked ass on a daily basis. She runs a self-defence class weekly and doesn't take shit from anyone.
I was extremely wary of her at first but she holds a lot of respect for Edward and Esme and treated me like an actual person and not some china doll. She took her job seriously but she is also one of the funniest people I've ever met.
"Let me get changed and I'll be down in 5." I finally said before we hung up.
I made my way into our bedroom and tried to find something to wear, it was getting colder in Chicago and I was running out of warm clothes. I only needed to run in and hand the report over so I decided on a pair of blue ripped jeans, a thick white sweater that I tucked the front of into the jeans and a pair of white chunky sneakers. I let my hair down and put on a beanie to hide the fact that I needed to wash it.
Like I said, these reports were kicking my ass and I had no time to worry about how I looked.
A bath once I get back sounds like a dream though.
I grabbed my bag and the report off of Edward's desk and made my way downstairs.
Edward made me scan my eye and finger so I too had a way of getting into the penthouse without him. He even quizzed me on where all the hidden guns were. I'm happy to report that I remembered every single one of them.
Once I descended to the ground floor, Siobhan was leaning against the wall scrolling through her phone. She turned her head to look at me and crossed her eyes to make me laugh. I shook my head at her and wrapped my arm around her shoulders, steering her to the door where Demetri stood stock still, ever the professional.
"Right Bella posse, here's the plan, we go to UoC, Siobhan and I go see my douchebag of a professor, I hand my report in and we come back." I looked at the two of them who shared a look and they both nodded.
Demetri was the first to exit, he did a quick sweep of the alley and motioned us to step out. I was in the middle of them two as we made our way into the car that looked more like a tank.
Edward never did anything half assed.
The drive was relatively quiet other than me asking Siobhan about her son Matthew. He was currently into comic books and made her read to him any chance he got. Her face lit up every time she spoke about him and I was eager to meet him. But just like Seth, she didn't want Matthew in the mix of her work. It once again reminded me just the sort of life I married into. Protecting anyone in the mafia can't be an easy job. It's also probably why Demetri never shared anything about his personal life.
Once we were on campus, we parked and the three of us got out of the tank. Siobhan and I linked arms to blend in whilst Demetri followed behind us. He obviously stood out like a sore thumb but I actually didn't care. I'd hate to see the havoc Edward would cause if something were to happen to me whilst we're here.
Demetri stayed by the entrance whilst Siobhan and I made our way to the Modern History department to see Professor Douchebag.
"OHMYGOD Bella!" I heard Lauren screech before I saw her and I was suddenly engulfed by her huge tits.
"Lauren hey!" It suddenly dawned on me that I hadn't seen the sorority girls in forever.
"Fuck me Swan what the hell happened to you? You're glowing! Jesus fucking Christ you're not pregnant, are you?" she whisper yelled and Siobhan and I both laughed.
"No bitch I'm not pregnant. I'm in love," I gushed and Lauren cackled whilst giving me another hug. We stood in the middle of the hallway just holding each other and it was like a bucket of cold water was thrown over me as I realised just how much my life has changed recently.
"Don't be a stranger ok? The girls and I miss you guys. It's not the same since the three of you left. Look I gotta go, it was so nice to fucking see you Bella! Don't be a stranger!" She shouted as she walked backwards and turned left towards the literature department.
"She's…a lot," Siobhan commented as people continued to look at me. Some I recognised whilst other's not so much and it made me a little uneasy. Obviously, I don't expect to know everyone that comes to this university but I've been here long enough to recognise the majority of them.
"Come on let's get this over with. This place is starting to creep me out." I said as we continued to walk.
We had to stand outside the lecture hall as a class was still in session. Luckily we didn't have to wait too long and soon, people started milling out of the room.
Siobhan followed me into the room and Prof. Andrews lifted his head up from the desk and scowled at us.
Fucking douchebag.
I always fucking hated this class.
"Miss Swan, how nice of you to grace me with your presence." He snarked and I wished I could pull Siobhan's gun out and blow a kneecap or two.
"Professor Andrews, here's my final report as you requested." I proceeded to hand it to him but his eyes shot down to his oak desk before looking back at my report, instructing me to place it on the desk with his beady little eyes.
I refrained from throwing it on his precious desk like I wanted to.
"Always a pleasure Professor Andrews," I retorted and turned to leave.
I don't know what made me do it but I turned back to look at him and proudly told him "And it's Mrs Cullen now Andrews." I said and laughed as his eyes bugged out before the scowl returned. He obviously knew the name it seems.
"You're a badass Mrs Cullen." Siobhan laughed along with me as we made our way out of the building.
When we stepped outside, I noticed Demetri was on high alert with his phone pressed to his ear as he scanned the surrounding area.
Give me a fucking break.
"No I don't see him or anyone else for that matter, just a bunch of kids. Mr Cullen I have her in sight and she is perfectly safe. They were in and out of the building within 7 minutes. Yes…no…I understand. I'll keep you posted." He pocketed his phone but didn't stop scanning the campus area.
I was once again sandwiched between Demetri and Siobhan as we made our way back to the tank that was parked just outside of campus on the main road.
People continued to mill about around us and I kept my head down and my eyes on Demetris back. I would have walked smack into him if I wasn't paying such close attention when he suddenly stopped and drew his gun out.
Before I could say anything, there was a screeching of tyres as a black SUV pulled up on the opposite side of the street and a window rolled down. It was like everything was happening in slow motion like they show in movies as I saw the barrel of a gun sticking out through the window and then I heard the unmistakable sound of a gun firing.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and felt what was probably a bullet shoot by my left ear before I was thrown on the ground. I grunted from the impact and heard screams and more guns firing as Siobhan and Demetri, who was clutching the side of his neck, continued to shoot at the SUV.
From my position on the ground, I watched a guy Edward's age quickly look out the window. He had dirty blonde hair that was pulled back into a ponytail and a sneer on his lips as he continued to shoot in my direction.
A shot from either one of my bodyguards must have caught him in the arm because he quickly slumped back before the window rolled back up and the SUV sped away.
People continued to scream and run around us whilst Demetri and Siobhan grabbed me by the arms and lifted me up before almost throwing me into the back of the tank.
I tried to catch my breath but I was finding it impossible, it was like all of the oxygen had left my lungs as my ears kept ringing.
"Isabella are you ok?" Demetri shouted back at me but I felt like I was about to pass out.
"Bella focus! Come on deep breaths! Bella! Don't make me fucking shoot you too!" Siobhan screamed at me to get me to focus but I was still struggling to catch my breath.
I suddenly felt what could only be described as a slap on my cheek and my eyes shot to the front of the car as Demetri kept looking back at me through the rear-view mirror and tiny Siobhan was wedged between the middle console so she could reach me.
"Did you just slap me?" I asked in a daze.
"You needed to snap out of it." She said like it was no big deal and I was about to ask her what the fuck she was doing but then I realised that she was right. My breathing was still laboured but I didn't feel as light headed as I did a moment ago.
I was snapped back to reality as I watched blood treacle through Demetri's fingers that were still clutching his neck.
"Shit Dem you got hit!" I screamed as he continued to weave through traffic.
"I'm fine Mrs Cullen." He said through clenched teeth and I saw Siobhan rolls her eyes but she kept an eye on the wheel as he drove like a maniac.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Back to Mr and Mrs Cullen's house, they have an on-call doctor to patch Demetri up." Siobhan replied before holding her hand out to me to take. I grasped onto her hand and didn't want to let go.
The drive to Esme and Carlisle's didn't take long and before I knew it my door was opened as another one of the guards held his hand out for me to help my climb out. My legs were shaking as I hit the pebbled driveway and both Siobhan and Demetri were by my side instantly.
"I'm fine guys just give me a second. Someone get to doc out for Demetri." I demanded instead and saw a tall guy with jet black hair step out of the house and make his way over to us.
"What happened?" he asked as he removed Demetri's hand from his neck and I finally saw the deep gash as blood continued to spill out of it.
"Oh god!" I cried out.
"Siobhan get her inside and get her a drink, she needs sugar." Demetri instructed and I was led inside the house.
I was surprised no one was home because I was sure Esme would have greeted us by now.
"Where is everyone?" I asked.
"Mrs Cullen is at some sort of gala luncheon and Mr Cullen is with Edward." She informed me as she led me into their pristine kitchen.
There was a part of me that was glad no one else was here, I don't think I could handle being coddled right now.
I was fucking furious.
There was only one place I wanted to be at right now.
As Siobhan's back was turned to me whilst she was looking inside the refrigerator, I slipped off the bar stool and tried to quietly make my way out into the garage.
"I have a son Bella, you think I don't know when he's trying to sneak around? Where do you think you're going?" She asked me in her mom voice and any other day I would have laughed but I was so fucking angry.
"I need to let off some steam, you got a problem with that?" I sneered at someone who has become a good friend and who saved my fucking life today.
"Not at all, got a place in mind?" She smirked at me as she took a swing from a water bottle before throwing a soda can towards me which I caught instinctively.
"Yeah, Sam's." I said as I turned away from her and continued to make my way into the garage.
I knew there was no way she was going to let me go on my own so it didn't surprise me when she followed me into the garage.
I walked over to the small cabinet that held the collection of car keys and eyed up the Audi keys to the R8.
"Sweet." Came an exited voice behind me.
For a second I thought she expected me to hand her the keys but I was surprised when she walked over to the passenger side.
"Come on then, we haven't got all day. This is the perfect opportunity to get out whilst Demetri is otherwise occupied." She wagged her eyebrows at me and I snickered before unlocking the car.
Once I sat behind the wheel and the car purred to life, I thought I was going to come on the spot. It had been too long since got to sit behind the wheel. I was going to take full advantage of it.
I fobbed the garage door and it opened slowly to reveal an almost empty driveway apart from the tank.
I pulled out without hesitation and left a cloud of dust behind us as I made our way over to Sam's.
I'll take any repercussions from Edward he wants to dish out later. Right now, all I wanted was to hold a gun in my hands and picture Hunter's face as the target.
All of this could have been avoided if Andrews would have let me submit my work online like the rest of them. But no, that asshole made me come on campus and I got shot at.
I couldn't even protect myself. I was completely defenceless. Three people shooting at that motherfucker was better than two, but no, my frustrating husband wouldn't let me carry with me.
Obviously, what happened today couldn't have been predicted but I'd feel fucking better knowing I can also defend myself if the opportunity arises.
The car vibrated beneath me and I felt powerful as I raced through the streets of Chicago.
It took us no time at all to get to Sam's and I was pleased to see there was only one car in the parking lot. I parked my sweet ride and the two of us stepped out and made our way inside.
I was expecting to see Sam behind the counter but it was some younger guy who had tattoos go all the way up his arms as he showed them off by wearing a cut off denim vest and a white wifebeater underneath.
"Ladies, what can I do for you?" He looked us up and down and I wasn't in the mood for this shit today.
"Is Sam here?" I asked.
"No I'm covering for him today. Anything I can help you with sweetheart?" He smirked as he kept eyeing us.
"I want to practice a little, do you think you could set me up?" I didn't want to waste any more time than I had to. For all I know, Edward is on his way here to lecture me about leaving his parent's place.
"Oh I could set you up alright." He tried to sound enticing but it only came across as sleezy. I really didn't want to flirt my way into getting what I want.
"I'd appreciate it if you could help my friend out, she's having girl trouble you see. She caught her girlfriend eating out another girl's pussy on their anniversary." Siobhan piped up, twirling a stand of her hair as she gazed at him. I nearly lost it as I saw his Adam's apple bob when he swallowed before his eyes darted back to me and then to Siobhan again.
He was eating up everything she was saying. She stepped closer to the counter and continued to twirl her hair.
"Do you think you can help her?" Her voice was almost sultry as she looked at up at him through her lashes. Making her look innocent and interested.
"S-s-sure." He stuttered before he looked at me in question.
"The Glock please." I said and was pleased to see him reach out for the one I used the last time I was here.
He handed me the gun and a few boxes of bullets and made me sign more paperwork before leading me down to the shooting range. Before I stepped through the counter, I turned to Siobhan.
"Will you be ok up here?" I asked and she smirked at me before nodding. I nodded back at her and made my way down into the basement.
I was pleased to see it was completely empty as I made my way to the other end of the room, and stopped in front of the same booth Edward and I had used on our date. God that feels like it was years ago instead of months. A lot of shit has happened since that date.
I filled the magazine and brought the target forward slightly so it was under the light. I didn't bother with the protective gear because I wanted to feel the raw thing. Today proved to me how real it all is, real life didn't hand you protective goggles and earmuffs.
I got into position and took aim. That first pull of the trigger felt thrilling and I watched as it hit the target, the sound of bullets hitting the concrete only spurred me on as I continued to fire shot after shot.
"Isabella!" a voice roared and I quickly spun around and pointed the gun at my husband and fired.
