Edward POV:(Age seventeen)
Nothing is more frustrating than trying to help someone who doesn't want to be helped.
"What's the matter, son?" I heard Felix ask me as I threw a sharp jab at the mannequin.
"Aro and his wife," I muttered, angrily.
"Oh. What about them?" He asked as he gestured towards the punching back.
I was about to shake my head before he raised a brow at me, sighing as I followed him towards the stupid punching bag.
"That fucking insipid woman keeps telling her stupid friends to throw themselves at me… and those fucking hags do it. I found Tanya in my room again." I muttered, punching the bag.
"Who? The redhead or the tall plastic blonde?" He asked as he held onto the bag as I began to punch it.
"The plastic blonde with extensions," I muttered, ignoring the surprised look on my Uncle's face.
"Not only that, Aro's started putting that shit up his nose again. He won't listen to anyone. Both of them are doing it." I muttered, shaking my head as I beat out my frustrations.
He whistled in surprise, "Your dad is going to shit a brick when he finds out." He commented.
"Good. Maybe he can try shaking some sense into him. I tried helping his ass already, and he didn't care. He is still angry that he fucked up his only chance to become Head of the family, and since nobody else wants it…" I muttered, shaking my head at him.
"That leaves you." He replied with a small smile.
"I don't want to either," I replied honestly, stopping my motions as I stared at him.
"Nobody does. Being Capo is a hard job, it takes a man with a set of steel balls to do it. Which is obviously why Aro failed, he lacks empathy, knowledge, and drive. Cockiness, bad arrogance won't get you anywhere. You are what this organization needs. If you don't do it. When your pops retires this organization will fall. All the hard work we have put into this will be for naught." He said. "Think about it. Do you want to protect sweet little Bells? Well, here is the brutal reality, you can't, not unless you do this." He added.
"You asshole." I groaned, as my shoulders slumped in realization.
His responding chuckle only served to aggravate me further. "Say what you want. That girl has got you by the balls since the first day she arrived here and she hasn't let go." He chuckled as I threw my fist, pretending to miss so I could hit him.
'Keep laughing asshole.' I thought, frowning.
"I think I've had enough. I gotta go shower before my parents get home." I muttered, turning away from his face.
When I am finally showered and have changed, I make my way towards Bella's room, out through the terrace and to the window.
As I climbed in, I spotted Bella, shaking as she tried to clean some terrible-looking wounds on the back of her legs, her pretty dress had been stained with blood, and her arms had to.
"What in God's name happened to you?" I asked her, wide-eyed as she stared at me, her lower lip beginning to wobble as she explained that Heidi had taken over her etiquette lessons since my parents had left for Boston to attend some business.
"I'll be back, I'm going to get the first aid kit from under the bathroom. Don't move so much until I get back so you don't hurt yourself." I muttered.
"That crazy bitch has got a fucking death wish. Mom's going to lose her shit when she finds out about this." I muttered to myself as I pulled out the large first aid plastic box.
Bella winced as she layed back, in a poor attempt to get more comfortable.
"Where did she hit you?" I asked as I took out the disinfectant.
She sniffled as she pulled the skirt if her dress up to reveal her legs. As she pulled up the skirt, the higher she went the more I noticed the cuts went up to her thighs, and that blood was oozing from some of them.
"Ucciderò la cagna da solo." I growled as Bella gasped in pain, as we both turned to hear the door open slightly. (I'll fucking kill the bitch myself.)
I ignored it for a second as I wiped the cuts for the fourth time, before putting one some antibacterial salve, and wrapping gauze around her shapely legs, before flicking my sight over to my mom.
The gasp that parted my mother's lips didn't escape my notice nor did the air that suddenly crackled with tension.
"Who.Did.This?" She asked, calmly.
Too calmly.
"Hei—Heidi." Bella sniffled, in pain as I helped her sit up, and focused on her forearms.
Damn that crazy ass woman.
"Where did your mother go?" She asked me, wide-eyed as I finished tying up the gauze around her wrists.
I shrugged before helping her sit on the bed and walking into the closet to help her change into something that wasn't blood stained.
I regret my decision immediately as I opened the drawer only to find Bella's under things staring back at me.
Fuck, all this time trying to avoid being a pervert only for this to happen.
As I felt my ear and entire face heated up, I tried to say that I need to leave but the words hadn't come out.
Then, I heard my mother cackling and my face got hotter as I looked over to Bella to find her hiding in the blanket, probably feeling as mortified as me.
I left after that, and avoided going near her for a while after that.
Present:
Fuck I failed her.
I have tried to protect her as much as I possibly could and I couldn't even manage to protect her from my own brother. I was a failure.
If had only stayed with her this wouldn't have happened. I could have prevented this.
I have to beg her for her forgiveness. I didn't deserve her, not now. Not after what my own brother tried to do to her.
She deserved better.
I wanted to give her the world but how can I do that when I failed to protect her?
I could fucking kill him for hurting her. She didn't deserve to be pawed at like some classless whore.
She deserved the world.
And, if I couldn't give that to her than you bet your ass I would retaliate for her.
Family or no. That tie was broken the moment he fucking tried to lay a hand on her.
No one goes after my princess and lives to fucking tell the tale. Not even family.
It's time to show everyone what happens when they do.
First thing is first. I need to go check on my princess.