Edward's POV:
(Early In The Morning.)
"Son, you've got to calm down." My dad said, as he shook his head while watching me pace.
They all were.
"Calm down? You want me to calm the fuck down? How can you fucking tell me to calm down when this shit has happened?! She's practically your fucking daughter for Christ sake! He fucking violated her! You expect me to be calm about this shit? What if that was your older brother, who had done that to your wife? How would you feel then huh? Do you think a simple ass kicking is going to make him stop? It won't." I growled as I continued to pace.
"You're right. You have every right to be angry with him, with me—" my dad said as I sharply turned towards him.
"You're damn right I am angry. No, I am beyond angry, I told you a long time ago that he was sniffing that shit again and that bitch was too and you fucking ignored me. You have no idea what I am fucking feeling right now so don't say you fucking understand." I growled at him.
"Woah, Ed man, we know that you warned us but that is still our dad, so watch it. We don't need to start blaming each other for shit that happened." Emmett interrupted.
"Really? Tell me, how did you feel when you found out Rose was raped by Royce?" I asked, as I watched his shoulders tighten and his face pinch in anger. "Yeah, I fucking thought so. Sit the fuck down." I growled before turning away.
I could feel their anger in the room as I continued to pace like a damn trapped animal.
I had all but demanded Aro's head, and they fucking declined saying family. Yeah, family is supposed to fucking protect you, not turn around and hurt you. If they can turn and hurt you then in my books that isn't family at all.
It all means all bets are off.
Now, here we are arguing about what to do. It's fucking wasteful. Time wise anyway.
"I honestly—" Jasper began before I turned to glare at him.
He raised his hands in the air, before backing off.
"Jasper don't even fucking get me started. You out of everyone here, should know what that shit does to you! You fucking lost your first wife and unborn baby to that shit! Do you fucking think that he'll fucking quit just because we are beating the crap out of him? No. We need to take harsh actions and do it now, for their sake! Think of what it'll do to mom. Uncle Marcus! Uncle Caius and their fucking wives! That shit sucked the life out of them! Are you really going to keep sitting back and letting Aro fucking destroy himself?! What type of family are you!" I yelled, punching the wall.
"He's right, you know." My mother suddenly said, causing us all to jump in surprise.
"Liz, you're supposed to be asleep. How is Bella? Is she alright?" My dad asked, shooting out of his seat.
"Carlisle and Esme are with her now. He administered a calming agent to help her sleep a bit longer but she is really in bad shape, Ed." She said as her eyes grew misty.
I have only seen my mother cry a handful of times in my entire life. The first was when my grandparents died in a car crash. Then was the time when she caught Heidi sucking off my dad in the middle of the night. Then was when both my uncles died of an overdose. After that, was the day Maria was found in her car. Nobody talks about it but we all knew her family blamed her death on us, specifically Jasper, because he spoiled her rotten, never saying no.
Those times changed my mother. She had grown cold, and distant from all of us. But it all changed when Bella arrived.
In the years after she had arrived it was as if those dark times never happened. Now, Aro has brought them back, and it was like pouring lime and salt in a fucking opened wound. And we all fucking knew it, even Carlisle.
That asshole was probably smart to avoid coming here..
"He's our son. You know I can't do that." My dad said, looking away.
"Damn it, Ed!" She cried, before surprising all of us and slapping the shit out of our dad.
My dad simply stood there and took it as she beat him, and cried harder.
"I forgave you after the incident with that bitch. And for letting her near my daughter but I sure as hell won't forgive you for this! You hear me! If you allow him to destroy himself, I will never forgive you!" She screamed, as my dad grabbed her and pulled her towards him to stop her from hitting him again.
"Who told you? How did you find out?" He asked, straining to keep his hold on her.
It was a bad move. She quickly kneed him in the nuts before walking away breathing hard. Causing all the men in the room to wince.
"How long did you think you could hide that shit from me?! Do you think me dense? That is my son we are talking about! My own son! You fucking let this happen to my own son! I will never forgive you for it. Do you understand me? If this tears my family apart, consider yourself divorced." She cried, before walking away, slamming the door closed behind her.
"Fuck, now he has another thing to pay for." My dad groaned from the ground.
"I gotta say, I've never seen my ma this pissed before. Not even when she found you with Heidi's mouth wrapped around your dick." Emmett commented as my dad pulled out his Glock and released the safety.
"I fucked up then. I fucked up now. But none of you have a leg to stand on. Especially you, Emmett. So shut the fuck up or I'll put the bullet meant for Sulpicia in you." He growled.
"Alright, that is enough. We have all fucked up with our women. But we have worked hard to be forgiven. Now, first thing first. How do we show Bella that we care about her? She is fucking thinking that we took her in for sympathetic reason. Which is wrong. We need to show her that or we will lose it all." Jasper spoke looking at all of us.
"Why don't we tell her? Point blank." Emmett suggested.
"Because moron, she needs to see that through actions to believe it. Words are just that to her. If we show her, she will believe it." I replied, tiredly.
"Haven't we though? We rescued her from being sold into the black market. We protected her from them for most of her life. We showered her with gifts for her birthday every year. How else can we show her?" He asked, confused.
Jasper muttered something before turning to look at him in exasperation. "Emmett, she fucking hated being the center of attention. She doesn't know we protected her. And she hadn't met us face to face until yesterday! Think! Don't you think she might find us caring for her a bit weird if she didn't know all of this?" He asked, with a 'duh expression.
"Wait no. You're right." My dad suddenly said.
"Who is?" We all asked, confused.
"You all are. See, Bella doesn't know the whole story, we didn't tell her the whole story, we only told her bits of it to protect her. We can't tell her this or it would break her heart. So we need to find another reason. We need to show her that we love her for being her." My dad explained.
"So, how do we do that?" Emmett asked, frowning.
"We wait until after she and Edward get married. Then we show her." He explained.
I sighed, shaking my head.
I give up. She is going to have me on my ass if this doesn't get settled before tomorrow. But there is no avoiding this. This family is pure drama.
"Count me out.". I replied, before walking into the next room.
As I am making my way towards the kitchen I find my mom walking out of Bella's room.
"What's wrong? Is she alright? Can I see her?" I asked her, before she smacked me upside the head.
"She has agreed to see you. Now, you be gentle and don't you push her. I mean it Edward Anthony, if that girl cries out to me you'll be out on your ass before you can even blink." She growled as she pushed past me and walked towards the phone on the kitchen counter.
I muttered a response before walking towards the door and knocking on the door.
I heard her respond for me to come in in a small voice, waiting a moment before walking in.
I almost gasped as I entered the room and saw her sitting in the middle of the bed, with her arms wrapped around legs making her look tinier than she already was.
"Good morning, princess." I greeted her softly, before going to sit on the small armchair in the corner of the room.
"Good morning," she whispered back, as kept her arms wrapped around her legs.
"How are you feeling?" I asked her, carefully as I watched her wince.
She looked towards me for a moment before looking down at her legs. "Dirty. Disgusted. Angry. Violated… the list is endless." She replied, emotionlessly.
"I fucking knew it… I'll fucking kill him…" I muttered, trying to reign in my anger towards Aro, but I couldn't.
That asshole fucking touched my princess, and every fiber in my being was divided between tending to her and strangling that asshole myself.
I knew I had to calm down but seeing her like this. Looking so defeated, hurt, and disgusted with herself sent me over the edge.
I couldn't stop myself as I grabbed the vase and threw that shit into the farther wall of the room, watching as it shattered into a million pieces before me.
"Why the fuck did you do that for?!" She gasped.
"Figlio di puttana! Lo ucciderò con le mie stesse mani, cazzo! Non me ne frega un cazzo se l'intera famiglia si arrabbia! Quello stronzo merita un destino peggiore della morte!" I growled under my breath. (Son of a bitch! I'll fucking kill him with my very hands! I don't give a flying fuck if the entire family gets mad! That asshole deserves a fate worse than death!)
Failure! That is what I was!
"Hey! Cut that out or fuck off. I don't need you blaming yourself for something that wasn't your fault." She snapped, as she turned her back to me.
What in the world was she talking about?
"It was." I said, as I fiercely began shaking my head at her in disagreement.
"No, it was my fault." She growled.
"You're a real hypocrite, you know that? You snap at me for being angry and putting the blame on myself. Which in my case, it's justified because if I had fucking waited for you near the bathroom I could have stopped that shit. I could have saved you all this— all this pain. But you? You're angry at yourself for not being able to stop him, you are angry for having to defend yourself." I told her, with narrowed eyes.
I watched as her pretty eyes narrowed at me in response nas she jumped out of bed, practically charging at me."Oh fuck you! How dare you fucking patronize me, and fucking be angry at me when your prick of a brother fucking tried to rape me! You don't get to fucking wallow in self-pity when I am the one who got violated! Fuck you and your self pity!"
'Self pity? Fuck me? What I would give for her to— Not the time asshole! Focus!' I thought as I began to pace.
"I am angry at that asshole, and trust me, he will get what is coming to him." I replied angrily as I walked over to where she stood, towering over her.
"And what is that? Are you going to fucking give him a slap on the wrist? Beat his ass for a few hours? Well, news flash! Beating the ever-living shit out of him won't erase what he did. Everything he did is fucking burnt into my memory!" She screamed back at me. "So, do what you want, kill him. I don't care because I can—can't ever change that." She whispered as she tried to back away from me.
No, don't do that princess. I would never hurt you.
"Oh, amore, please don't say that." I whispered as I tried to reach for her, only for her to wince in response.
She shook my head at her, moving further away, and backing up into the wall, trying to put room in between the two of us.
"Please, let me help you, amore." I begged as I tried to reach for her again.
My heart broke a little as I watched her shake her head in response, ducking away from me as I tried to to reach for her again, this time the action gave me leverage and before I knew it I had my arm wrapped around her small waist, as I effortlessly lifted her from the ground, before pinning her with my hips.
I groaned when she surprised me with a hard smack upside the head, as I pushed her further into the wall, winding herlegs around my waist as I did so.
"Let. Me. Go. Before. I. Hurt. You …" She growled.
Briefly reminding me of an angry kitten, before I replied. Resisting the urge to kiss her frown away.
"No, not until we talk about this. If I have to hold you like this while we do. Then so be it." I replied as calmly as I could.
"You're such an asshole, you know that …" She scoffed, as she flexed her hips, and accidentally rubbed herself on me.
"Maybe, I am. Look, all I want to do is help you. Let me help you, amore…" I begged her.
She stared at me, for a few minutes before her eyes began to well up, and she finally nodded at me.
I nodded, taking a deep breath before asking her the question that I hoped wouldn't break her.
"Where did he touch you?" I asked her, as my hand touched her lower back.
"Why?" She asked me, with a pout.
I almost groaned, "Mio Dio dammi la forza." I muttered, before sighing and looking at her. "Where?" I repeated. (My god, give me strength.)
She sighed too, looking away, before lifting her dainty hand to touch the side of her elegant neck.
"Is that the only place?" I asked, unsure if I wanted to hear the answer.
She shook her head in response before, swallowing thickly, and replying with a wobbling lower lip. "He had his arm wrapped around me before I kicked his ass." She softly replied, looking towards the window.
I almost laughtled at the thought of my little Bella kicking fucking Aro's ass before I realized what she said. My jaw clenched for a moment before silently nodding in response. "Are you ok with me touching you?" I asked, as I put my fingers under her chin, forcing her to look at me once more.
She stared into my eyes for a moment before closing her eyes and sighing and nodding in response. "Does it matter? You already are …" She snarked.
I had to cough to hide my amusement at her snarky attitude. If she thought this was touching what would she do when I actually touched her.
"That's not what I meant, and you know it. Now, how many times did he touch you?" I asked as my voice dropped an octave.
"I don't know." She replied, honestly, sighing again.
Damn him. I could see I was going to have to do whatever it takes to get her mind off of the night before and that asshole.
"Can I kiss you?" I asked, hesitantly.
She turned sharply to look at me before she thought for a moment before biting her lower lip, and frowning. She swallowed thickly before nodding in response.
Without hesitation, I finally lowered my lips to hers, both of us letting out a deep groan as our lips met.
My hands dropped down to trace the curve of her round behind, before I sighed, lifting her higher onto my hips as I pushed us off the wall.
I took her back to the bed, and laid her carefully onto it, before unwinding myself from her curvy body.
Her eyes widened in disappointment as I moved away. Biting my lip to keep myself from groaning at the sight, I swiftly made my way towards the door, locking it, and walking back towards her.
Once I stood over her I silently stared at her, silently asking for permission to continue.
She stared at me for a long moment, before biting her lip again and nodding in response, watching as I removed my blazer, dropping it on a chair by the wall before turning back to look at her.
I slowly climbed onto the bed, allowing my body to hover over her dainty one.
Both of us were staring at each other intensely.
"Why are you wearing a suit again?" She asked me, as my face hovered just above hers.
Her lips distracted me for a moment before I frowned and looked into her eyes again."I had a business meeting I needed to attend with my father earlier." I replied, giving her a small smile.
"Can I kiss you again?" I asked her, smiling as she nodded in response.
My breath caught in my throat as I stared I to her eyes, seeing love and forgiveness as I did.
For once in my life, I didn't feel the heavy burden of being who I was. She made me feel happy, light, and different.
She lit up my world, when I had lost all hope. I owed her everything, and she didn't even know it.
She owned my heart, my thoughts, and everything I had ever done was to protect her.
When my lips finally touched hers, it was as if the world didn't exist. As if time didn't exist.
It was at that moment I knew. I was in love with Isabella Marie Swan, and I would die to protect her.