Bad Knight In Shining Armor?

by flightlessbirdje

Disclaimer: These characters do NOT belong to me. This setting DOES belong to me. Stephanie Meyers is the creative brain behind these characters, not me, so no copyright infringement is intended. No reproduction is allowed without my written consent.

This is a 18+ story, so please leave if you aren't old enough.. you are welcome to come back when you are 18

A big Thank you to my Beta Lovesurfer; love you and your hard work for making this a great story

Chapter 4

I follow the car -a Volkswagen beetle- a classic one, so easy to spot in this part of the world.

She parks her car at the mall. I park a row further and decide to wait in the car and not follow them into the mall. I hate places like that. I do all my shopping on the internet. I don't do well in crowded places like the mall. I bet that's what war does to you.

Five years of combat does things to you.

So I wait…

For two and a half hours. Then I see her walking out of the mall into the parking lot.

I grasp my gun and exit my car, walking slowly towards them.

I wait till both kids are in their car seat, knowing no mother will leave her kids.

Then I walk into her and push the gun in her lower back "Turn around and hug me like I am your man." I say to her in a low voice.

It takes her a few seconds and multiple deep breaths to turn around and hug me.

"Please don't hurt me or my kids. I don't have a lot of money but you can have it… but please don't hurt us." she whispers to me.

Damn she is freaking scared but I have to do this and this way or else she won't listen to me and go with me.

"Get into your car, but take the passenger seat, I will drive us."

She starts to shake… fuck!

"Go now and take a seat."

Finally she gets into the car and so do I.

I start the engine and drive of.

When we are out of the parking lot I ask her if she has got those portable DVD players with headphones for the kids.

She's got them and I tell her to put them on.

We got a long ride ahead of us and I need to explain things to her and not everything, well most of it, is something you want the kids to hear. They might be little but still they can feel tension when you speak in certain ways.

So, better if they don't hear a thing of it.

After getting the kids settled with headphones and their favorite DVD, I drive out of the town and see that she is fighting the urge to scream and cry.

"Give me a chance to explain myself before you unload your anger at me." I tell her in a dominant voice.

I can see by the movements she makes that she is trying to listen.

"I am Edward Masen Cullen and I just saved you and your kids from being killed."

I see her head move and that she wants to say something, but I am faster.

"Let me explain, I told you!" my voice gets lower to intimidate her a bit.

She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.

"OK, talk to me, explain this to me… Edward!" her voice full of poison.

Oh God, this is going to be hard. She isn't a little kitten, she is a fighting lioness.

My body knows enough. I dig this. I like my girls to fight back, not in a bad way. I don't force them into anything. I roll my eyes. OK this is different; I needed to do this for their safety.