Chapter 13

Jacob POV

I throw the phone down after I get James' voicemail again. This fucking asshole is out and doing go knows what with my Bella and I'm stuck here, with no way of knowing what to do and where to go to find them.

I look around at the seedy motel room I'm stuck in, the wallpaper looks like it was put up in the 70's and it yellowed with age and is falling off in many places. The carpet looks like it might have been a nice in a 70's astro van or something. I can hear people walk outside of my door, and it wouldn't surprise me if there was a drug deal or something going on.

I get up and walk over to the TV, switching it on. Of course a place like this wouldn't even have a TV with a remote… I turn the dial, flipping through a couple of channels before settling on the news. I walk back over to the bed, and lay down. Trying to think of what the hell I can do to find out where James is, when it hits me.

I jump up from the bed, and grab my cash and the room keys and walk out, almost bumping into a man with scars all over his face and one of the filthiest shirts I've ever seen.

"Hey man! I got some shit for sale" he says, as he reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a couple of pieces of fake jewelry and holds it up to my face. I shake my head, and start to walk away towards the stairs when he jumps in front of me.

"C'mon man… if you won't buy anything can you at least spare some cash" he is way too close to my face as he talks, sending drops of saliva showering all over me. I lift my hand to his shirt and grab on, clutching at the almost stiff fabric and leaning closer.

"Back the fuck off" I say into his face. He nods his head frantically and holds his hands up. I leg go of his shirt and push him back, sending him staggering back to the railings. I turn and walk back towards the stairs, before landing on the cement of the side walk. I cross the parking lot and walk over to the bus stop, and take a seat on the bench.

Once the bus comes, the ride to the library is quick. I step off the bus and walk right in, singing in at the front desk to use the computers. I take a seat at the row of seats in front of the desk, and wait for my name to be called. I spot a table in the corner with newspapers and magazines and decide to get one.

On the front page is some news of my escape, and I can't help but chuckle about it. The picture definitely is me, but it was taken way back when I got arrested. When I kidnapped Bella, I changed my appearance drastically, doing my best to make sure I wasn't recognizable.

Now this just might give me some time.

"Peter Morris?" the lady at the desk calls out, and I stand up. Of course I had to give a fake name, thank god they don't check id's or shit here…

She points me over to the computers and tells me I have 30 minutes on computer number 3. I walk over, and pull the chair out and sit down, moving the mouse to the search field. I type in James' cell number into the search engine, and I watch as Kate's full name pops up. I then search her name and her address pops up, easily. I press the print button, and x out of the internet, and make my way to the back of the room where the printers are. I find the one that printed out my page, and I grab the paper, and go to walk out when the lady at the desk calls me over.

"You have to pay for that, sir" she says, pointing at the sheet of paper in my hand.

"How much do I owe you?" I ask her, smiling at her. Her face softens and she says I owe her 10 cents, so I reach in my pocket and give her a dollar, and tell her to keep the change. She smiles and nods her head, and I start walking back out towards the exit.

I have her address and now I know where James will be. I just have to get him out of the way and then I can move on to better things….

Like getting my wife back.

James POV

I stare at the cell phone in my hand, contemplating whether or not to smash it into tiny fucking pieces.

Bella won't answer my calls…. She should be home right now, and she isn't answering my calls. I even tried calling Alice and Jasper and they have me blocked. I throw my head back on the sofa and grunt out my frustration into the empty room.

I need to find a way to talk to Bella, to explain what happened. I know Emmett and Carlisle probably made up a whole bunch of shit and made it seem mush worse than it was, but maybe if I can talk to her, she can forgive me and just pass it off as a misunderstanding.

The sound of someone knocking at my door brings me out of my own head for the moment and I stand up to get it. I open the door and come face to face with a woman I've never seen before.

"Can I help you" I ask her after a minute of just staring at each other. The girl must be about 20 years old, and she had curly black hair that hits her just past her shoulders. Her eyes are hazel, and shifty, as if she's scared of something.

"Kate…" she says, and then looks around me, into the house.

Fuck.

"She's not here…. She fucking left days ago, and hasn't called or anything…" I say, making it sound like she left me, helpless. The girl shakes her head and looks up at me.

"She hasn't been into work…. They sent me here to see what was wrong with her…" she says, and I hold my hand up. I cant stand here all fucking day talking to this bitch about this shit…

"I told you… she left the other day and didn't say a damn word to me.. I wish I could help, but I don't know where she is…" I tell her.

"Umm. If you hear from her, can you call the restaurant and let us know… we're worried about her, this isn't like her at all…" she says and I nod my head and slam the door in her fucking face.

Damn it. I forgot to call in her job and make up some fucking story after I fucking killed her. This is going to make things much more difficult, but I'm pretty sure I can deal with it.

I plop back down on the couch and flip on the TV, but I can't focus on what is on, all I can think of is Bella, and how much I don't want this to end up like it did with….

I can still remember the smell of her perfume. After she died, I went out and bought a bottle of it, just so I could have her scent around me, even though she couldn't be.

*Flashback*

1999

"Class…. This is our new student. I hope you all can make her feel welcome!" the teacher says, and then walks over to her desk, pulling out her seating chart and finds a place for the new kid to sit.

She was beautiful. Long brown hair, down to her back. Dark brown eyes, and sun kissed skin. The dress she was wearing hugged all of her curves, accentuating them all and making me curious to see more of her. She takes her seat across the room from me, but our eyes meet as she goes to sit down and she gives me a small smile, which makes my heart jump.

Class goes by and I hardly hear anything from the teacher, all my thoughts and attention is on the breathtaking woman across the room, and every time she looks back at me, I make sure she knows that I have my eye on her. The bell rings and she stays there as everyone else in the room gets up to leave. I get up from my chair and walk over to her, stop in front of her desk and hold my hand out.

"Hi. I'm James" I say, and she smiles and grabs her books in one hand and places her free hand into mine.

"I'm Carmen"

From that moment, I knew she would be mine.

****End Flashback****

From the moment I met her, we were inseparable. Everything I did was for her, just as everything she did was for me.

I loved Carmen, with all my heart. I still do.

Bella makes me feel how I felt when I was with Carmen. I feel the same butterflies in my stomach, and the happiness from just seeing her. The main thing was how she treated me, also. Carmen was always very kind, always there for me, and in a way, taking care of me. Bella does that sometimes too, but not like my Carmen did.

But Carmen isn't here and she's never coming back…. Because of me. It was worth it though. What she did to me…..

She deserved what she got.

BPOV

He following morning, I didn't feel like getting up to go to work. After finding out the damage James had caused when he went there looking for me the other day, I was embarrassed to show my face there. I knew people would be turning and whispering things about me to each other, pointing and saying 'there's the woman who that crazy guy came here for..'.

I didn't want to deal with it.

"Bella… We need to get going soon" Edward says from the bathroom door. I'm still in bed, trying to come up with an excuse as to why I don't want to go in today, but I'm an adult and I can't stay home just because of what happened, right?

"Coming" I say, as I kick off the blankets and walk around the bed to the bathroom. I kiss Edward on the lips as I pass him on the way in, and he smiles against my mouth.

"I thought I was going to have to give you a pep talk for a minute there" he says as I lean down in front of the sink and grab my toothbrush. I laugh and turn towards him and nod my head.

"I was trying to come up with excuses… so I wouldn't have to go in today" I say as I squeeze the toothpaste onto the brush and start lathering my teeth. Edward walks up behind me and places his hands on my hips, before leaning down and kissing my neck right below my ear.

"I love you… and you can do this. No one will say anything because it wasn't your fault." I bend over and spit out the toothpaste, and smile at him, slowly nodding my head. He kisses my head and then walks out of the room and over to the closet, getting his clothes ready for work. I rinse out my toothbrush and place it back in it's holder and look up at my reflection.

How could I be so stupid. This is the second time that I decide to trust someone and the second time I get a rude awakening as to how that person really is. When I first met Jacob, he was a great person. He turned out to be a good boyfriend, and his family was awesome, taking me in when my father died. He changed automatically after we got married, but I still wanted to believe he was a good person…

I should have known James saw our relationship differently… he was always going out of his way to touch me, or call me. I don't think he ever even used Edward or anyone else's phone numbers when he wanted to get in contact with anyone of us…. It was always through me.

I should have known by the way he looked at me… the last time he was here, his eyes stayed on me the whole night. He would only look away when Edward looked up….

I shake the thoughts running through my head, out. I can't dwell on the past, I just have to make sure I really know a person before I decide to trust them. That's always been my problem, I guess. I trust too easily.

EPOV

I watch Bella from the corner of my eye as we step onto the elevator. I know she is nervous to be back after what James did when we were in New York, and the fact that she's blaming herself for that mess pisses me off.

James was a fucking nutcase, and I guess in his mind, he felt like Bella belonged to him. That fucking asshole was so delusional, it's ridiculous.

The ding from the elevator lets us know we've reached Bella's floor, and she looks over to me. I pull her into a kiss and ask her if she wants me to come with her.

"That's Ok. I can do this." she says, and smiles at me. She gets up on her tip toes and kisses me once more, and then tells me she'll see me at lunch.

Once I'm on my floor, I step out and walk to my office, greeting everyone on my way. I pass Lauren's desk and she smiles and asks me how my trip was.

"It was great. Thank you Lauren" I say and smile back. I open the door to my office and lay my briefcase down on the desk before pulling out my chair and taking a seat at my desk. I shuffle through the stack of papers on my desk that need looking over, and do what needs to be done.

I look up at the clock on my computer and realize I've been working for a couple of hours straight, so I decide to take a breather. I get up from my chair and turn towards the window, looking out at the Seattle skyline. I hate to have that piece of shit in my mind, but as I look out, I wonder if he's around. Is he fucking watching and waiting? Is he standing somewhere, looking up at Bella's window, and wondering how to get to her?

He's tried calling since we got back, but Bella's shut off her phone and we need to go and change numbers as soon as we can. It would be better if that fucker didn't know where we lived, but I guess it was just something I'd have to deal with, for now.

The ringing of my office phone rips me out of my head, and I walk over and pick it up.

"Edward Masen" I say into the phone, and immediately am assaulted by the quick rambling of a person I thought I'd never hear from again.

"Edward… This is Detective Aro. We have a problem."

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