Chapter 10

EPOV

I've been pissed off since I heard this idiot was coming over for dinner tonight. Now, I'm livid.

I watch from across the table as James' eyes wander over to Bella. His eyes go over to her way too many times for someone who claims to just want to be her friend.

"So, James..." I say, causing his head to snap up from where it was. "How's the car?"

He looks at me, puzzled for a moment, before he finally remembers.

"You mean the mustang? Oh, sorry, I had a brain fart for a moment there. It's going good, almost done" he smiles at me, and digs back into his mashed potatoes.

"I'd love to see it… how about this weekend I stop by your dad's…." I can't explain the look on his face right now; he looks almost like he's nervous, or panicked… "Hey, Bella maybe you can go and see James' father while I'm looking at the car. You guys could talk about your father, maybe he has pictures or something" I say, looking over at her. She gulps down her water before nodding her head.

"That would be great!" she says, as she looks over to James, waiting for his answer. His face reddens and he looks up at us.

"Ugh, I don't think I can do that this weekend… My dad has surgery..."

"Oh my gosh. Is he alright?" Bella asks, leaning over the table to listen to his answer.

"Yea, just some… knee thing" he says, and goes back to his plate.

The rest of the meal goes by, and we barely talk. When the time comes for him to leave, we say goodbye and he tells Bella he'll talk to her soon. As much as I want to tell him to stop calling her, something inside of me tells me to keep cool. There's something strange going on with James, and I want to find out what it is.

I help Bella clean up while Lila watches TV. As soon as we finish, she tells me she's going to clean Lila up and put her to bed, and I tell her I'll be in there in a minute so say goodnight. I wait until she's out of the room, and I grab my phone, dialing Emmett.

"Hey Eduardo… what's going on" he answers

"Emmett, I need your help. Tell me, do you still have that private investigators number?"

James POV

Each time I see Bella, I fall more in love with her. I'm so anxious already to get Masen out of the damn picture so that Bella and I can be together. I'm halfway home before I remember that I need to do something with Kate. I hope she has a shovel in her shed.

I get to her house, and let myself in. I lock the door behind me and make my way to the bedroom, turning on lights as I go. I open the closet door in her room, and there she is right where I left her. I turn around and walk out of the room, out the back door and over to the shed in her backyard. I flip on the light, and look around for what I need, thankfully finding it in the back corner.

I walk out of the shed, shovel in hand, and find a spot in her backyard to start digging.

3 hours later, I make my way back inside and into the bedroom closet, picking up Kate's lifeless body, and taking it outside. I give her a kiss on the forehead once I stop by the hole I've dug up, and slowly lower her into it. I pour the freshly dug dirt back into the hole, and packing it down, trying to make it look like the ground around it.

I walk back in, dirty and sweaty and walk into the bathroom, stripping off my clothes and stepping into the shower. The water runs down my body and I watch the floor of the shower as the dirt washes off, and swirls around the drain, before disappearing down it.

I step out of the shower and grab a towel from the rack on the wall next to the bathtub. I dry myself off, and walk into the bedroom, slipping on some boxers and walking over to the bed. I slip in between the cool sheets, the exhaustion finally kicking in, and slip right off to sleep.

BPOV

I go to bed that night feeling uneasy. I don't know why, but my stomach is in knots and it takes me a while to fall asleep. My eyes wander the dark room, and land on the window; the light from the moon is shining through, slivers of light painted across the room. I trace one that is on Edward's shoulder, and I feel as he starts to move. He turns over, blinking sleepily, and reaches his hand up to my face.

"Are you Ok?" he asks, and I nod my head.

"Just thinking..." I say, and he smiles up at me.

"Come on, baby. It's late, let's go to sleep" he says, holding his arms out for me to get in. I lay back and wiggle into his arms, breathing in Edward's heavenly smell, and I quickly fall asleep, forgetting all about the feeling I had before.

The next morning, Edward and I go through the usual routine. Once we get to the office, I go into mine and he takes the elevator up to his floor. I sit behind my desk, and I get to work on everything that's on my desk.

I lose myself in my work, and before I know it, I look up at the clock and see that it's 20 after 12,a and Edward hasn't called me. I don't know if he had any meeting this morning, but I'm pretty sure he told me we'd have lunch again today. I get up from my desk, and grab my purse, swinging it over my shoulder and walking out of my office. I shut my door behind me and tell Heidi that I'm going to lunch with Edward.

I get into the elevator and press the 10 button, and the elevator doors shut and it slowly makes its way up to the next floor. The doors open, and I walk out and over to Edward's office, passing Lauren on the way and seeing the outfit she has on. He skirt is short and is not at all office friendly, and as she passes me, I look back and see the way she's shaking her hips. I have a feeling she's trying to seduce my husband, and if I didn't know him any better, I'd think it might work. Thankfully, I know him pretty well, and I know he'd never do that to me.

I open the door to his office, and see him there, on the phone. He looks up at me with a questioning look on his face and I point to the clock on his wall.

He looks over and then looks back at me, mouthing 'sorry' and telling whoever he's on the phone with that he'll have to call them back. He hangs up and stands from his chair, walking over to me and kissing me.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't notice the time. "He says, and I shake my head. I know he has an important job and sometimes plans will have to be cancelled when things come up, and I'm ok with that. I think.

"What do you want to eat?" he asks, as we walk out of his office and over to the elevators.

"Chinese?" I say, and he smiles and presses the button on the elevator to take us to the 1st floor.

EPOV

Bella and I walk back to the office after we've eaten at the Chinese place down the block. I kiss her and tell her I'll see her after work once the elevator stops at her floor. I watch as she walks out of the elevator and starts off towards her office. The elevator doors close and I'm anxious to get back to my office.

I had started doing my work as soon as I got in this morning, and then Emmett came in and gave me the number to the private investigator the company used last year when they had grown suspicious of someone. I thanked Emmett and picked up the phone, dialing the number and waiting as the line rang.

"This is Garrett" said a male voice on the other end of the line. I introduced myself and told him about my suspicions.

"I'll need to know as much information as you can give me… "That's when Bella came in and I took her to lunch, telling Garrett I'd have to call him back.

Now I'm back in my office. I pick up the phone and dial him back, waiting as the line rings.

"Ok…" he says once he picks up the line, "So what can you give me?" he asks.

"His name is James Wilson. His father is Steve Wilson; he was a friend of my wife's father. James is a mechanic, and he's looking for work after coming over here to take care of his father, who suffered a heart attack."

"What a heartwarming story….." Garrett says, his voice dripping with sarcasm, but I have to agree with him. "All that's missing is the part where he saved a school bus full of nuns before it fell off a cliff, into a patch of cactus trees." He adds, causing me to laugh.

"I know. So, how long do you think it'll be before you can find out about him" I ask him.

"Give me a couple of days. I'll see what I can pull up about him, and I'll give you a call, or if you prefer, I can email you." I tell him to email me, and I tell him my email address. He promises to get back to me in a couple of days, and I thank him and hang the phone up.

I breathe a sigh of relief in knowing that soon, I will know everything there is to know about James, and if he's not who he says he is, he'll be knocked out of mine and Bella's life.

Jacob POV

The days inch by slowly when you're in jail. Every minute feels like hours and there is no happiness. It's just you, in a cell, by yourself or in bad company as you do your time. The only upside is when you get close to your release date and even then, people in here try and fuck you up to get you in trouble so you can catch another charge and stay in here longer.

But I know nothing of that.

My release date is set for 19 years from now, with no possibility of parole. I'll be in here for the next 2 decades of my life and as much as everyone thinks I deserve it, I don't think I do.

If I could turn back time, I would still do what I did. Bella was mine, she was my wife, and she betrayed me, leaving me for someone who I thought was a friend.

Friend. What the fuck is that anyway… I don't know anymore. Everyone I've ever had close to me has betrayed me in one way or another and I won't let it happen anymore. Everyone who has done me wrong will pay for what they've done.

The cell block is deserted, since everyone is doing their own thing. Some are watching TV, some are playing cards, and some are shit talking each other. I check in my mattress to make sure my things are still in there, and as I bring my hand back, I hear the sound of footsteps out in the hall. I drop my hands and lay back on my bed, trying to look as natural as possible, when that fucker Yorkie comes strolling in.

"What's wrong, Black?? Afraid of some of the guys in here, so you stay in your cell…?" he leans close to me, breathing his hot, rancid breath on me, "Afraid of someone making you their bitch in here?" he whispers. I ignore him, and looks straight ahead, focusing on the bricks in the wall. He chuckles, and brings his hands down to rest on the mattress on either sides of me.

"How about I make you my bitch, Black" he says, and reaches down to my face, running his fingers along my lips.

"I bet that mouth was just made for sucking cock." He says, bringing his hands down to my chin and pulling my face up to meet his eyes. He smirks and then releases my chin and reaches down the front of his pants to unzip his zipper. I reach under the mattress, feeling around for my project I've been working on for the past couple of days, and when I feel the handle, I grasp it in my hands. Yorkie pulls his disgusting dick out of his pants, and leans his pelvis forward, trying to bring his dick to my mouth. With one hand on the handle of the sharpened object, I ball my other hand into a fist and before Yorkie brings himself too close to me, I send my balled up fist flying to his genitals. He immediately slouches over, letting out a gasp of air, and clutching at his privates, giving me the perfect shot.

Before he catches his breath and screams, alerting people of what's going on, I bring the sharpened toothbrush up and plunge it into his throat. He opens his mouth in a silent scream, blood pouring out and dripping on the floor in front of him. I reach up and rip the shirt of his uniform off of him, trying not to get any blood on it and when that's done, I take off my shirt and pull his on me. I reach forward and take out the toothbrush from his throat and then plunge it into his chest, the sound of his gurgling ringing out loud in the small space of the cell.

"You're my bitch now, Yorkie" I say, as I watch him grab on to his chest and throat. I chuckle to myself and tug off his pants, before slipping them on me.

I grab his hat and put it on, and look at myself in the reflection of the steel toilet. Thank fuck this Yorkie bastard kind of looks like me; I just might be able to pull this off. I slip on his shoes, and grab a sheet form my bed, covering him with it, and grab his access card. I walk out after seeing that the hallway is empty, shutting the cell behind me and make my way to the first gate, sliding the card through and watching as the gates slide open.

I continue walking down the hallway and put my head down when I see another guard walk past me. I keep my eyes up and I see that he nods to me, so I nod back and keep on my way. After one last gate, I walk into another hallway, and immediately follow the signs that say 'Exit'. I reach the end of the hall, and come to a grey door so I slide my card, and open the door. The smell of fresh air hits me, and I grin like a fucking idiot.

I reach around in the pants for car keys, and once I find them, I press the panic button and look around for the car. My eyes land on the Honda Accord with its lights flashing and the annoying ass alarm sounding and make my way over to it.

I stop the alarm, and unlock the doors, quickly getting behind the wheel and starting it. The purr of the engine beneath me is something I'd never thought I'd feel again, so I take a moment to enjoy it. I put the car in reverse and back out of the parking space after a minute and make my way to the next gate, where there are guards standing there working the gate. I take Yorkie's ID Badge, and hold it out, trying my best to control my shaking since I'm fucking shitting bricks right now.

The guard looks at my ID and waves me through, lifting the barrier up. I nod my head to them and speed off.

Fucking Idiots.

I look into the glove compartment, and I find two things that I can use; a smart phone and a gun. I pull over on the side of the road, and quickly type in the lawyer's name into the internet search and find his office.

After a 15 minute drive, I park across the street from the fuck ass lawyer's office, and I wait. I check the gun and smile when I see that it's loaded, and I place it on my lap.

I sit in the car, waiting for hours before I finally see him emerge from his office. I watch as he says goodbye to someone, and then gets into his Mercedes. He pulls out of the parking lot and I watch as he stops at a stop sign before pulling out into the road.

I trail him through the city and through the densely wooded area just outside of town, and finally he stops outside of a beautiful house in the middle of nowhere. The lights in the house are all off, so I figure he lives alone. I park the car in the trees a couple of yards away from his house, and I run up, and watch as he gets out of the car. I slowly walk up his driveway, as he gets back into his car to grab more shit, and when he finally comes back out, I'm right behind him.

I pull the gun up to the back of his head, and feel him stiffen as the cold metal touches his scalp.

"I'll give you whatever you want... Just please don't kill me" he says, and I laugh.

"I told you I'd fucking get you motherfucker" I say, and I watch as he begins to shake with fear as he recognizes my voice.

"Jacob… Please. I just did what I did because James told me to..." he says, but I bring the gun back and hit him over the head, hard, making him fall to his knees and groan out in pain.

"Don't worry. James is going to get his too…." I say, and bring the gun back to his head. "Any last words?" I ask him

"Please Jacob… Don't…" he begs

"Time's up" I yell, and pull the trigger. He flops down to the floor like a fucking rag doll, and I pry the keys out of his hand, and walk up to his front door.

Once inside, I walk up the stairs and look for his room. I walk into a room on the second floor with dark brown walls and a huge bed with gold sheets. I walk through the room, stopping in front of the bathroom and taking in the huge glassed in shower with multiple heads. I groan out loud. I haven't had a warm shower in over 2 years. I strip out of Yorkie's uniform and make my way to the shower, putting the water as hot as it can get and slipping in, letting the hot jets of water ease my sore muscles. I rest my forehead against the cool stone of the shower wall and go over my plans. First I'm going to have to get James back, of course, then its Masen's turn. Getting to him and Bella might be hard and I anticipate Emmett and Jasper jumping in and trying to save the day, but I'll just have to take care of them too. After all, they betrayed me as well.

I step out once I realize that the water is starting to go cold, and I grab one of the towels on the rack next to the shower. I start to dry myself off, and then I toss the towel to the ground and walk over to his closet, pulling out a pinstripe suit and a violet button up. I get dressed and then gel my hair back, and whistle at myself when I step in front of the mirror.

"Looking good, Jake." I say to my reflection, and then walk out of the room and back down the stairs. I realize that by now, Yorkie has probably been found so I decide to leave his car and see what asshole lawyer has in his garage. I flick on the light, and practically shit myself when I see the car parked in the garage, just begging me to take it. I grab the keys to the SSC Ultimate Aero, and unlock it. I slide in and open the garage, and slowly drive out, stopping by the body of the fucking piece of shit's body. I throw the car in park, and step out, grabbing his wallet off of him and smiling when I see he has plenty of fucking cash in here.

I step back in the car, and speed off, ready to start the hunt. Ready to get my life back.

I know some of you will be like "What? Jacob wouldn't be able to break out of prison that easy.." Believe me, I know this, but work with me people....

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