Thanks for reading everyone! I would like to introduce you to the chapter in which Emmett decides he's going to start being a father and making rules... do we think this is going to work out for him? Thanks to all who helped make this possible!
Chapter 18
McCarty House
Forks, Washington
April 2034 – 7:00 a.m.
The constant thud of the headboard and his daughter's loud moaning had kept Emmett up most of the night. He felt sick to his stomach. No father should have to hear the things he heard that night.
Alice waltzed into the kitchen as if she didn't have a care in the world, walking to the cabinet and bending over to get something to eat.
"Oh, hell no. No!" Emmett yelled. "You are absolutely not leaving this house dressed like that, young lady."
She leveled him with a glare that sent a chill down his spine. "Try to stop me."
"While you live under my roof, you will respect me and your mother. You can start by going upstairs and changing out of that outfit."
"Make me," Alice challenged.
Emmett had enough. He gripped his daughter by the upper arm, dragging her to the stairs. She was going to change whether he had to stand there and force her or not. Alice screamed and pulled, trying to get out of his grip. She kicked at him and used her other arm to throw punches.
Her second shot at his shin connected, and he yelled out, grabbing his shin.
"You'll regret touching me, you fucking prick!" She spat at her father before running out the front door.
"Shit." He hissed, rubbing his shin.
Rosalie chose that moment to come back from the store. "What on earth happened here?"
"Your daughter." He growled through clenched teeth.
She sighed, then brought in the bags of groceries, setting them on the table. Unbagging the newspaper first, she tossed it on the table for Emmett.
She didn't even glance at the headline.
Newton Family Perishes in Triple Murder-Suicide
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Forks High School
Forks, Washington
April 2034 – 12:00 p.m.
"What the fuck is this, Bell?" Jasper ran his finger over Alice's bruised skin.
"Ugh!" She huffed. "Fucking Emmett was pissed about my outfit. He was trying to make me change."
"So, he put his fucking hands on you?"
Alice told him what happened that morning. Jasper was pissed. He was going to have to have a chat with that motherfucker about putting hands on his girl.
For now, though, Jasper had to plan what they were going to do with the rest of the fuckers they needed to get rid of. They debated the merits of killing them separately versus all together. They figured that some suspicion might be aroused if the three died so close to when the Newton family died. They had spread out the others over the course of a few months; it was time to lay a little low and give the proverbial dust some time to settle.
That was more than okay with Jasper, because for now, he would take care of a certain man who couldn't keep his hands to himself.