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Rosalie:
"What the fuck do you want from us?" I asked the blonde bitch who was sitting in the front sit. Esme and I were in the backseat with our arms tied behind our backs. Esme had tear streaks running down her face from her makeup. This was not cool. Esme was the sweetest person I've ever meant. It didn't matter to her what club you belonged to, she still made you feel at home. Then again I could be biased because I am in love with her son. That is something I haven't even admitted to Emmett yet. I vowed right there that I would do whatever I could to get the two of out of this. I needed to get us out.
I needed to save Esme so my child had his/her other grandmother. Shit. My child. Only Emmett knows I am pregnant. We just found out a few days ago. Oh my god, what are the families going to say when they find out we have been together longer then what they thought? You know what? I don't give a fuck what they think. I love Emmett and I will do what I have to do to be with him. My child needs its father. Fuck everyone else.
Neither of the assholes up front would answer me whenever I would ask them where we were going or what they needed from us. I tried to smooth Esme the best I could, but it seems she was slowly going into a panic attack.
"Esme, listen to my voice. Count with me sweetie. Breath in, count one two three, breath out, one two three. Good. Do it again, breath in, one two three, breath out, one two three. Again. Just like that." We continued for a few minutes until I could see in her eyes that she was coming back to me. "Better?" I asked.
"Much. Thank you. Have they spoken to you yet?" Esme asked.
"No they haven't. What the fuck could they possibly want with us?" I asked.
"I'm not sure, but I bet you it's a club thing." Esme answered. "They tried to take Alice instead of me but I put up one hell of a fight until that Soith pointed a gun at me. I had no choice but to go with them. They knocked Garrett out. I couldn't let them take Alice." (Bitch)
"I understand that. They hadn't meant to take me either. They were looking for Bella, but she was with the guys. I fought like hell. I think I really fucked that guy who's driving up really good. Watch him, he can't move his left arm high." I said smiling. All those self defense and private lessons with Jasper and Felix paid off a little. "I would have won if it wasn't for that cagna with a gun." I sneered.
"We can figure a way to contract one of the guys once we get to wherever it is that they are taking us." said Esme.
"I hope so. I have a feeling I will miss my doctor's appointment." I blurted out and then froze.
"How far along are you child?" Esme asked giving me a knowing look.
"What?" I asked.
"Oh don't play coy with darling. I've had three kids. I know the signs. You didn't drink the wine for the toast at Bella's party. You have been watching what you are eating and lifting. You changed your routine at the shop. You haven't ridden on a bike since we all left the hospital and most importantly, you have a beautiful glow to your skin. So, I ask again, how far along are you?" Esme said skipping the bullshit. She was sharp. I hadn't realized that the small amount of change was that noticeable.
"Five weeks. No one knows yet. Just Emmett and I. Although, with recent events, he may spill the beans. Not that I blame him. I just hope our families don't fall apart over it. We have been together longer then what we said we were. I don't want this baby to have a divided family. You know?" I said as a single tear fell from my eyes. I hated crying in front of people. It made me feel weak and I was anything but weak.
"Oh Sweetie, this Leanbh will have all the family in the world. He or she will no nothing but love, you hear me? It will learn of my Irish heritage and your Italian one. I won't lie, the two families together will be loud and powerful but not one time will this baby have to worry or feel unloved. She or he will have four grandparents to dot on him/her and let's not talk about the aunts and uncles who will spoil the baby rotten. Alice alone will be a force to be reckoned with. You hear me?" Esme spewed. (Baby)
I hear you, momma Esme. Thank you." I said leaning over to bump my shoulder with hers. She smiled in return.
We finally pulled up to a huge house, surrounded by guards who eyed us up like we were their last meal when they took us out of the van roughly. Stronzos.
"Andiamo." The one guard said while pushing his gun into my back. Another guard did the same to Esme and when she didn't move, he pushed her hard that she cried out. Oh hell no.
"Ehi stronzo. Lei non parla italiano. Perché non parli inglese perché lei possa capirti?" I yelled to the guy. (Hey asshole. She doesn't speak Italian. Why don't you speak English for her to understand you?)
"Puoi tradurre la prossima volta. Altrimenti, andrà peggio di una spinta, sì?" he sneered back. (You can translate next time. Otherwise, she will get worse then a push, yeah?)
"Vaffanculo. Non osare ferirla. Ti ucciderò io stesso se ti ferirai un pelo sulla sua morte. Mi hai preso?" I growled. Yes I fucking growled. What you think just because I am a beautiful woman, I can't growl when provoked? (Fuck you. Don't you dare hurt her. I will kill you myself if you hurt one hair on her dead. You got me?)
"Mi piacerebbe vederti provare." He yelled as he got in my face. Oh fuck no, he just fucked up. (I'd like to see you try.)
With my arms still tied behind my back, I through my head forward and smirked when I heard his nose break. He dropped his gun as he reached for his nose, blood running down his face. I brought my leg back behind me and swung forward until I meant his nuts. He fell to his knees, his hands leaving his face to cup his very sore nuts. I swung my leg up again and my boot made contact with his face. He fell sideways to the gravel. Moving no more.
"Sei una stronza. L'hai effettivamente ucciso. Ti farò pagare per quello." The blonde yelled at me as she charged me. I stood my ground and with my arms still behind my back, I shoved my shoulder into her stomach. She fell back on the ground next to the dead guard. ("You fucking bitch. You actually killed him. I will make you pay for that.")
"Basta." I heard from behind me. I spun around to see none other than Aro Volturi in all his unholy glory. (Enough.)
"You." I said. "What do you want with us?" I yelled.
"With you my dear Rosalie? Nothing nor do I want anything with Esme Cullen. My idiot guards grabbed the wrong women." Aro said while still fucking smiling. Asshole.
"You rat bastard. What do you mean grabbed the wrong woman?" asked Esme.
"Forgive me, where are my manners? Please come inside." Aro gestured with his hand for us to go first. Guards appeared behind us and this time, gently pushed us inside the house. We followed Aro to an office off the foyer. I tried to memorized everything as fast as I could before we made it to the office. It seems dear old Aro likes to show off his fortune, maybe lacking in other areas? I laughed to myself.
"What is this about Mr? I'm sorry, no one seemed to remember their manners so forgive me for not knowing your name." Esme said politely. I knew she was fucking with him. I know that she knew whom he was.
"Untie their hands. We are all friends here." Aro said waving a guard over. "My dear Mrs. Cullen, forgive me for the unpleasantness. My name is Aro Volturi and I would like to conduct business with your husband." Aro said as he took a seat behind his desk.
"If it is my husband you would like to do business with Mr. Volturi, then why have you kidnapped Ms. Swan and myself?" asked Esme. Very good Esme. Find out the real reason we are here.
"Please call me Aro. All my friends do. I took you because I needed to get his attention. He has refused to take my calls."
"Don't you think you have taken his refused phone calls to an extreme?" I asked.
"No I don't. I needed to get his attention as I already said. I needed your father's attention as well." Aro answered.
"Well then just tell us what the fuck you want with us and let us be on our way." I sneered.
"Language Ms. Swan. I will tell your father and husband what I want when I call them. I'm sure by now that they know I have taken you." Aro responded.
"Yes. I am sure they do know. There are cameras everywhere stronzo. I should tell you that I don't think my boyfriend will take to kindly to you kidnapping the mother of his child or his mother." I yelled to him. I got the reaction I was hoping for. I watched with pleasure as the blood drained from Aro's face.
"Mother of his child? Emmett doesn't have any children." Aro laughed. "You are trying to fool me, aren't you Ms. Swan?"
"No I am not. I am pregnant with Emmett Cullen's baby." I said proudly. Esme was beaming next to me.
"My first grand baby. I can't wait to start decorating the nursery. Oh the possibilities." Esme said as she dabbed at her eyes. I wasn't sure which of it was an act or if any of it was really.
"Oh I am sure the presidents will be thrilled to hear the news what with the merger happening." Aro said an evil glint to his eyes.
I bet he thinks me being pregnant will cause a war. Guess again mother fucker. I should tell him that the merge already happened. No. No, I will let my father do the honors. He is going to call my father or Carlisle. I don't know which yet but fuck, I need to think of the story my parents came up with when we were younger. It was a story we could tell each other over the phone in case someone took us and they made us call our parents. Fuck me. What was the story. I know it had something to do with Cinderella and Rapunzel, but shit. I can't for the life of me think of how they were combined. Shit shit shit. How can I get them to hear me?
Aro went into detail about how he hadn't meant for us to be taken. It was supposed to be Alice and Bella who were to be taken. He wanted the youngest two girls. He wanted Alice because she was the apple in Carlisle's eye, his baby girl. He wanted Bella because she was the next president. Apparently, he already had buyers for them in Mexico. That just made my blood boil. He wanted to sell those girls to whom and what is beyond me. There was no way that would be happening. Jasper and Edward would go to the ends of hell for those girls. I can gaurenfuckingtee it.
It's been three long motherfucking days in this house. Aro has been kind enough to allow us to roam the house. Kind enough. That makes me want to puke as if I haven't been doing a lot of that lately. I swear I haven't puked so much in such little time as I have in the last three days. I don't know if its the food, the baby or a combination of both. They fed us and provided us with clothes. They even allowed us to stay in the same room after much protest from the two of us and several fucked up guards.
I found out that Esme is lethal. Like really fucking old school lethal. She could use any object to her advantage. I found that out because a guard accidentally touched her ass and she broke the vase closest to her and used a piece of it to cut his throat. He was dead before he hit the floor. I felt so much love for Esme at that moment, but I also felt a shit load of fear. Irish woman were fucking scary.
Esme and I spend a lot of time outside in the garden or in the library. Those two places seemed to be the quietest. It happened to be the garden we were sitting at looking at the koi fish in the pond when the blonde bitch named Jane came storming out of the house with a bundle in her arms.
She comes right up to me and says, "Prendi questo piccolo stronzo. Non lo sopporto più Tutto quello che fa è piangere. Che cazzo c'è che non va in lui?" She places a baby in my arms and turns to walk away. ("Take this little asshole. I can't stand him anymore. All he does is cry. What the fuck is wrong with him?")
I look to her to see that she is heading back to the door that leads into the kitchen. "Chi è il bambino è questo? Dov'è sua madre?" I asked her who's baby this was and where was his mother?
She turns and smirks at me and says only three words before she walks inside the house. "Jasper e Lauren." Wait what?
"Che cazzo è vero?" (What in the actual fuck?)
"Did she say this baby belongs to Jasper and Lauren?" Esme asked. "Who is Lauren?"
"My brother's ex girlfriend. She is a club member. Or at least she was. This can't be happening, but oh my. Look at him. He has my eyes. Jasper's eyes. Oh my god, he is Jasper all over again. How can they not tell us? Oh my god, does Jasper even know about him? What is Alice going to do? Oh god. This is some seriously fucked up shit." I blurted out as I rocked this little guy.
"Shush Rosalie. If you can calm yourself down, you will calm him down. Babies can feel when adults are stressed or upset. It is all in the body language. I guess we can consider this a practice run yeah?" Esme laughed softly. I soon found myself joining her. "See. He is already quiet. May I?"
"Sure, I guess you need the practice to huh?" I asked her laughing when she stuck her tongue out.
"Practice? Please. I know what I am doing. I raised three kids and two of them are big ass guys." she said laughing.
"Yeah true. What shall this little bean call you?" I asked as I rubbed my stomach.
"Well there's different names really. There's grandmom, grandma, mommom, nana, gamma, gammy, and grammy. So, I guess it is whatever the little bean prefers." Looking down at Jasper's baby boy she said, "As for this nugget, I like gammy. How do you say grandmom in Italian?"
"Not much different than what you just said really, but they are nonna and tata. Those are the only ones in Italian from the list you already said." I said shrugging. "My parents are grandparents and they don't even know he exists. Hell I don't even know his name."
"Leonardo. Leo for short." I turned when I heard Jacob's voice behind me.
"What the fuck are you doing here Jake?" I yelled at him. "I swear to god that you better not be helping him. Are you the fucking traitor Jake?"
"What no. I swear I'm not. I have been here for what has felt like weeks. I'm not even sure what day it actually is." Jacob said holding his hands up in front of him in surrender.
"We have been here for three days so its October 6th." Esme said standing up next to me.
"What really?" He said.
"Jake, when was the last time you have been outside this house?" I asked.
"The last thing I remember is an explosive going off at the clubhouse and everyone screaming and ducking behind shit as people came running in. Then everything went black and I've been here since." Jacob answered.
"No, that can't be right. I seen you get on your bike and go with everyone to the strip club for interrogations. Everyone went after they spoke to the cops. Well except Edward and Bella. They went to her doctor appointment and then went to the interrogations. You went with the guys." I said.
"I swear on my life that that wasn't me Rose. Everything went black after I was hit in the head, but I swear I was laying on my stomach on the floor by the bar after the explosion went off then I woke up in a room up stairs in this house." Jake answered. "Oh my god, Leah. Please tell me she is okay?'
"Yeah Jake. Everyone is okay. Well everyone except James and Lauren. They went after Bella and let's just say it didn't end well for them. They joined the big guy who shot Bella in the basement. I don't know much else because Esme and I were brought here." I said.
"Uh excuse me everyone but Master Volturi wishes for you all to come to his office right now to make a phone call." A scared looking young lady came to inform us.
"Thank you Miss?" Esme said.
"Abby ma'am." the girl answered.
"Thank you Miss Abby."
"Ma'am." the girl answered and walked away.
We followed suit and walked to Aro's office. Knocking once, I opened the door when he yelled to enter.
"What do you want Aro?" I asked.
"Why Miss. Swan, we are going to make a phone call. I do believe it is time that your father learns of what I want. Don't you agree?" Aro asked.
"Only if it means that the four of us can leave." I sneered back.
"What do you mean the four of you?" His dumb ass asked.
"Esattamente quello che ho detto: Esme, Jacob, Leo e me stesso se ne andranno insieme." I growled at Aro. ("Exactly what I said. Esme, Jacob, Leo, and myself will be leaving. Together.")
Well now. I wonder how Aro feels about what Rosalie just told him. The phone call will be coming soon. Lo prometto. (I promise) Let me know what you think about Rosalie & Esme being a killer team. Also, what the hell is going on with Jacob? Until next time. Have a good week folks.