Dear Rabbits, (Get it? Cause my penname is AliceInMyWonderland.)
Thanks so much for all the reviews!
I started to write this chapter over the weekend and decided to write some of it from Edwards's point of view. Because he was born and raised in Ireland, I gave him an accent and used Irish idioms. The translation for those idioms are at the bottom of that section. If you have a hard time understanding him let me know. It is my first time writing from his point of view and for me, it was substantially harder.
As always, plot is from me, but the amazing characters are from Ms. Meyers. I majored in History and Political Science, not English so there will be errors. Love the flawed is my only advice.
BPOV
His voice was so familiar. My dream man at the club had the same voice as my actual "dream man." I didn't know what was going on, I felt like I was having fucking deja vu.
"Bella, we gotta go." Rose came over to me in a frazzled state. "Charlie and my parents called me about eight times. We have to leave. Now."
I looked down at my phone and saw several missed calls and three text messages from Charlie.
It's one in the morning and you're not home. Where the hell are you Bells? – Dad
I called Rosalie's parents and BOTH of you are in serious trouble. Please call me so that I know that you're safe. – Dad
I tracked your phone. YOU ARE TO GO HOME! NOW! - Dad
"Oh, shit!" I exclaimed. "Charlie's gonna kill me."
Rose began to drag me from the couch to the entrance of the club, when I realized I didn't pay my tab.
"Wait, Rose! I have to pay for my drinks." I tried to yank my arm from her grasp, but to no avail.
"I already covered it. You can pay for mine next time. However, if we don't leave now, we won't see the light of day until graduation." She was beginning to panic.
Glancing over at the bar, I saw him dictating orders to Seth. He ran his hands through his messy hair, tugging at the ends. Suddenly, I had the urge to go over there and replace his hands with mine. But I knew that I had to decide. If I stayed on the couch, I had the potential of a future with him. A future full of passion, love and excitement. However, if I did stay, my dad would be sick with worry. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
I had to leave him, I didn't have a choice.
We saw him the moment we stepped out of Ceilidh. A very angry Charlie was surrounded by seven police cars with flashing lights. It looked like a scene out of an action movie.
There was no way of getting to Rose's car undetected, the whole club was surrounded. After a quick glance to one another, Rose and I headed towards our doom.
"Dad, I know that you're mad but.."
"Not now." He cut me off. "Get in Rose's car, go home, and wait until I get back. All three of us are going to have a discussion before I call Rose's parents." He gave Rose a pointed look.
"It wasn't that big of deal. We were safe. I know.."
"Isabella Marie Swan. You are both lucky that I'm not charging you with underage drinking, and possession of an illegal ID. Go. Home. NOW!" He shouted, making everyone within a ten feet radius jump.
"Eric!" A scrawny police officer a few feet away rushed over. "Escort Ms. Swan and Ms. Hale to their car." Charlie turned his back to us and walked towards the entrance of the club.
"Yes, sir." Barney Fife responded and indicated for us to lead the way.
As we trudged to the car, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had made the wrong decision. I should have stayed with my dream man.
EPOV
"I wouldn't have to babysit ya fecking arse if ya weren't so fecking high all the time." Seth had always been the dope in our family. Once, the family was in Italy and Seth had the class idea to steal an Aston Martin One-77 from a guarded garage. By the time he got away with the car, he had a bullet in his leg and not to mention a huge scratch down the side of that beauty. Emmett and I were able to find him, dump the car in the ocean, and get him to a hospital before he bleed out. Always fecking clean up after him.
"Pull your socks up. I've got things to do." I growled at him.
"Or someone to do." He gave me a knowing wink.
I shoved him hard, before looking back at the couch where I left my Beauty.
She wasn't there.
But I told her not to leave.
I had to try and find her.
"Emmett can ya take care Seth's sorry arse?" I ask my brother who was downing fireball at the bar. "And ya better pay for those shorts. This is a legitimate business, deartháir."
"Yeah, yeah. Ya should probably take care of the police cars outside anyways." Emmett glanced towards the front of the club. Ceilidh had been open less than a week and I was already receiving attention by the police.
"Feck!" I bellowed. Tonight was not my night.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of the shithead over here." He said, as he began poking Seth in the side with his loaded gun.
"Don't shoot him, Aunt Kathrine will never forgive us."
"Ya ruin all my fun, man!" Emmett whined.
As I reached the front of the club a police officer walked through the door.
"Can I help ya with something? We're closed up for the night. "
"Captain Swan for the 5th precinct." I quickly memorized the number on the badge that he showed me. "Are you the owner of this club?"
I nodded my head. "Me name is…"
"I know your name Mr. Cullen and I know who you and your family are." He got closer to my face, pathetically attempting to let me know he was boss. "Don't think that you can come in my city and carry on in illegal activity without me knowing."
"Captain Swan, there is nothing illegal about this club or even me family's business." Well I only partly lied.
"Were you aware that there were two underage girl in your club tonight drinking?"
What the hell? Ian knows better than to let in fake ID's.
"I'm new to this country, but I believe that a possession of an illegal ID is a crime, therefore maybe those birds should be charged. I hope that ya wouldn't let such illegal crime slip your grasp. It would give others the idea that ya were losing your edge." I replied with a smirk.
"You and your family will slip up. Coming to Chicago will be the biggest mistake the Cullens ever made." He spat and walked out of my club.
I fecking hate Fridays.
Emmett had finished his final sweep of the club and locked the front door as soon as the Captain left.
"Póilíní?" Emmett asked.
"Yeah, got his badge number. I'll run it through the system and have the mole in the police station keep an eye on him." I tugged at the ends of my hair.
Damn! It's been on hell of a night and there was no hope that my Beauty was still here.
Emmett could sense my foul mood, so he silently followed me into my office and sat down in a seat across from my desk. Seth was sitting in a corner filing receipts for the night.
"I'm surprised ya're not reaching some bases on that brown haired beauty." Seth said, oblivious to the tension in the room. "I would be all over that, but Claire would remove me balls before she let that happen."
Removing my glock from my waist band, I aimed a shot right above his head.
"What the hell, man? I was just pulling your tail." Seth yelled.
"Talk about her like that again and I'll aim a little lower next time. Aunt Kathrine will always forgive me."
"Jaysus, calm down. Bella seemed really nice. I mean ya should be thanking me, I pointed ya out to her."
"Bella? Her name is Bella?"
"Ya don't even know her name? Ya got pretty close and personal for not knowing her name."
Bella. Beautiful. The name was perfect for her, she was my beauty.
"What's her last name?"
"I don't know. She didn't pay, her friend did." He said searching through his receipts for the night, before too he pulled out a slip. "Rosalie Hale paid both of their tabs."
"Was that the bombshell blonde she came with? Mother almighty, she was gorgeous." Emmett asked still seated by my desk.
"Yeah. They were both pretty nice."
I had to find my beauty. I couldn't just let her leave me for good.
Translations:
Class: great
Pull your socks up: get to work
Shorts: shots
Deartháir: brother
Birds: girls
Póilíní: police
BPOV
It felt like I was waiting for the gallows.
Rose and I had been home for over an hour, sitting on the couch in the living room in the same outfits that we wore to the club. I was afraid to go upstairs and change on the odd chance that Charlie came home and I wasn't downstairs. My inability to follow his directions would just make him more furious.
Rose had called her parents and let them know that she was alright and would have Charlie call them in the morning. They were still mad at Rose for lying to them, but they were glad that she was safe.
"So do you think I look good in strips? Because either your dad is taking us to prison or my parents are going to turn my house into one." Rose always tried to make jokes out of serious situations.
"Rose. Nothing that happen tonight was funny. Best case scenario, my dad puts a tracker on my ankle and has surveillance on us twenty-four seven." I rubbed my temples, attempting to get rid of the pounding headache.
All I wanted to do was go take a long hot shower, slip into my bed and sleep. Hoping that when I woke up it would all be a dream.
I heard Charlie's police cruiser pull into the driveway and my eyes snapped to Rose.
"See you on the other side." I said, as the panic began to set in Rose's face.
The door was wrenched open and slammed closed. I could hear Charlie take off his guns and place them on the table by the front door. He stomped into the kitchen and grabbed something out of the fridge before slamming it shut as well.
Through all of this, Rose and I remained unmoving on the loveseat in the living room. He stomped from the kitchen to the coach across from us and sat down, with a beer in his hand.
The silence in the house was deafening. It felt like hours before Charlie began to talk.
"I can't begin to describe how incredible disappointed I am in both of you. Both of you broke the law, which I fight to uphold. You put yourselves in danger." Once the anger began to dissipate, I could sense the hurt and worry that rolled off him in waves.
Charlie looked at Rose and continued. "Rose, you can spend the night, however tomorrow morning I will be calling your parents and informing them of your actions."
He turned towards me. "Isabella, you are grounded from here on out. You may only leave the house for school, school related activities and community service, which both of you will be doing until I see fit. Your privileges will only be returned to you when I see that you have a respect for the law and for the rules I have established in this house. Do you understand?"
Fearful that my voice would crack, I merely nodded my head.
"Good, we will talk further in the morning. Go upstairs and go to sleep." Charlie leaned back in the couch and closed his eyes. Indicating to us that the conversation was over for now.
Rose went upstairs to shower and change.
As I got up from the couch, I turned towards Charlie. "Dad I'm sorry that I disappointed you. I will do whatever it takes for you to trust me again." I felt the tears run down my face as I walked towards the stairs.
"Bells." For the first time tonight he didn't call me Isabella.
"Yeah?" I looked back at him.
"You are the most important thing to me. Never forget that. I'm doing this, not because I'm trying to punish you, but because if anything happened to you I couldn't live with myself." He got up from the couch and kissed my forehead. "Love you."
"Love you too, Dad." I hugged him.
After a few second Charlie pulled away, he was never good with affection. "I'm gonna head to bed. Having a teenager is exhausting." He grumbled as he headed towards his room.
I jumped in the shower and began to wash my hair and body, sadden by the fact that I was washing his scent off of me. The smell of pine trees and fresh linen.
Once I dried myself off, I put on my baggy sweats and an old 79' Journey US Tour t-shirt. When I entered my room, Rose looked up from her phone.
"You ok?" She asked while getting under the covers.
"Yeah, it's just been one hell of a night." I started to mull over the events of the evening and my mind became consumed with thoughts of my dream man.
"You wanna talk about him?" Rose asked.
"Talk about who?" I asked innocently.
"A certain tall, bronze hair, dreamy looking guy that you basically dry humped in the club tonight." She looked at me pointedly.
"Oh that 'him'." I laughed. "Nothing really to talk about. I don't even know his name. And I will probably never see him again." He will forever just be my dream man, it's sad and slightly romantic at the same time.
"You never know." Rose was always the optimistic one in our friendship.
I turned off the light and hopped into bed, waiting to meet my dream man once again in my sleep.
Saturday morning Charlie's punishment came into full effect. I called Rose that night and she informed me that she would probably hit menopause before being released on good behavior.
Every night since the club I had been plagued with the same dream of him.
He held me as I died.
It was Monday morning and the warden was letting me leave for school. I downed my glass of orange juice while Charlie pour himself a cup of coffee.
"Be home right after school, Bells."
"Sir, yes sir." Impersonating a soldier.
"Very funny." He said. However based on his facial expressions I felt like it was anything but funny to him.
"Ok. I'll be home right after school. I promise." I gripped my backpack, grabbed the pop tart out of the toaster, and headed towards the door.
"See you later, Dad."
"Laters, Bells."
I arrived at school about ten minutes before my first class. Rose bombarded me as I stepped out of my 1953 Chevy Pick-Up truck.
"I thought you were kidding about your dad putting security detail on us." Rose said, grabbing her phone from her backpack.
"What are you talking about, Rose?"
She continued to stare at her phone, while she pointed across the lot. "That black car has been parked outside my house since Saturday night and it followed me to school this morning. Tell Charlie it's not that funny. It scared the shit out of me."
The black Escalade across the lot was not a police car and my dad didn't have the resources to have a car constantly parked outside Rose's house with his apparent attempt to take out the Cullens.
"Rose that car is unmarked."
"So what does that mean, there are unmarked police cars, right?"
"Not in Chicago."
"Are you telling me that's not Charlie's doing?"
Not knowing how to respond, I began to call my dad. He picked up after three rings. "What's up Bells? I thought you were at school. Did something happen?"
"No, Dad I'm fine. I was just wondering if you went a little overboard and put security detail on Rose."
"No, why?" I could hear the worry in his voice.
"There was just this weird black car outside Rose's house and now it's at school. We thought it might be you. Its unmarked, so I knew that it wasn't a police car." Trying to explain my reason for thinking it was him. "I mean, I know you're mad but I didn't think you were that mad." I laughed, trying to lessen the tension.
"Go to class right away. I'm gonna send a car down there to check it out. If they think that stalking my daughter and her friend is a way to threaten me, then they have another thing coming."
"Who thinks that, Dad?"
"No one. Go class and don't go anywhere alone." He hung up.
"That was weird." I put my phone back in my backpack.
"What did he say?" Rose asked
"It's not him." I was so confused and didn't know how to answer her question.
"I'll ask him later. He will probably want to talk to you and your parents. Somethings going on, but he won't tell me." I could fell the panic set in. "We need to get to class." I grabbed my stuff and headed towards English.
EPOV
After Seth gave me the name of Bella's friend, I had her followed in hopes that I would find my Beauty.
The guys outside her house said that she didn't move all weekend. I mean, what eighteen year old doesn't leave her house all weekend?
Yes, eighteen. Fucking eighteen years old.
I looked down on the file that I had on Rosalie Hale.
Rosalie Hale- Birthday March 15, 1997.
Attends Chicago Preparatory (Private High School)
Took Self-defense classes at Ving Tsun Self Defense Academy
The folder contained school file, papers from her English class, shot records, medical records and other documents.
Emmett once again snatched it from my hands.
"Why are ya so fixated on her? I thought ya liked her friend?" He was getting oddly protective of Rosalie Hale.
"She my only link, ok? She knows Bella and I have to find the connection, so that I can find her." I was starting to lose my mind because I was having no luck finding her. I felt like part of my heart had been taken from me. I didn't know how to breathe. I hadn't eaten. I hadn't left my office in two days. I was a fecking mess. All I could think about was finding her.
The phone in me pocket began to buzz. "Cullen." I answered.
"Boss, I found her. Her name is Isabella Swan. She attends Chicago Preparatory with Ms. Hale. I'll have her complete file by the end of the day."
"Is she still there?"
"Yeah, her truck is still in the parking lot of the school."
"I'm on my way."
BPOV
It's been a fucking long day.
Nine times. I've almost punch Mike Newton nine time today. And it's only 2:45.
Plus, Mr. Banner gave us a shit ton of homework in Anatomy. It's a good thing I was on house arrest, because the homework was going to take me all week to finish.
As I walked to my truck, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder. I pulled my hand back ready to punch Newton. That was the final straw.
"Don't punch me, bitch. Or I'll punch you in the ovaries." Rose warned me.
"Sorry I thought you were Newton."
"Heading back to the jail house?"
"Well if I don't, Charlie will probably put a bounty on my head."
"Holy SHIT!" She screamed scaring the shit out of me.
"God, Rose. Don't do that." I slapped her arm and looked around trying to find the source of her excitement.
No more than ten feet away from us, my dream man was leaning against my truck.
"Oh, Shit!" Was my only response.
I love leaving you guys on cliff hangers. I blame it on my ultimate desire for power.
As always, reviews are welcomed, nice reviews are appreciated. Tell me what you guys think about Edwards's point of view.
I was a stupid law student who decided to take summer classes, so I probably won't post on either of my stories until after the July 22. I have a Criminal Law final and would appreciate your prayers.
Stay tune, cause there is much more to come.
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Sincerely,
-AliceInMyWonderland
