Chapter 10
Arizona
? POV
"Alec Brigham, so help me I will murder you in your bed tonight." Jane hissed between her teeth as she stared at the handsome devil sitting next to her in the car. Alec just gave her his signature cocky grin and proceeded to drive. They were on their way back to Arizona for Christmas; Alec had to admit he was excited to be seeing his big brother again. Demitri and Heidi decided to attend University in Arizona; they wanted to remain close to home. He wondered if they would see their parents this Christmas, they were used to Christmas all alone. Usually their parents were busy with work or whatever it was that they did that was more important than their own children. They managed just fine though, each of them armed with their own unlimited credit card they splurged when it came to Christmas time. One Christmas Alec bought Jane a diamond tennis bracelet and the other Christmas she bought him a car. It was their way of compensating for their parents' absence. This year would hopefully be different because it wasn't Demitri and Heidi who requested their presence at home; it was their parents. Alec didn't plan on buying much this Christmas, after all he had to save up for later conquests. His latest source of intel, i.e. Jane, had told him that Renesmee and her sorry excuse for a boyfriend were planning a trip to Seattle after Christmas, where they would meet up with the rest of the gang. He planned a little trip upstate himself, but mainly only to wreck havoc. He liked his new plan of destroying the little monster's life. It was only fair after what she and her family had done. Sure, he loved her, but that was a long time ago. He left her because she would only get hurt around him, which was the truth, because she was in for a whole lot of hurt.
Alec grinned to himself, a slow, sinister grin. Jane stared at him and raised her eyebrows. "You'll have to get in line sister."
Jane rolled her eyes, returning to her magazine as she put her feet up on the dashboard. "I'm just saying if you try something you'll wake up with your penis next to your head just like on the Godfather."
"It was a horse in the Godfather," Alec corrected, earning a groan from Felix, who was sprawled out on the back seat of his black SUV. He got rid of the Lamborghini; it was trashed after the accident anyway. He still had nightmares about that night, the way Renesmee got thrown out of the car made him sick to his stomach. The way there was blood all over her, the way she called out to him but he couldn't move, couldn't respond. It was like floating on a dark ocean, the waves washing over his head, drowning him. Then he heard her voice and it was like he was being pushed even deeper. Her voice was so full of pain and loss. He wanted to go to her, to hold her and take all of her pain away, but he couldn't move. It was the worst night of his life, but honestly he would do it over any day if it meant having an extra day with her. His head was a war zone, a push and pull between his hate and his love for Renesmee. That's what it was, love and hate, pleasure and pain. He hated her for what she and her family did to him and his family, but at the same time his old feelings for her surfaced every now and then, reminding him of what he wanted to do and why he shouldn't. There were secrets and lies in his head, a dark and dreary place. Somewhere in there was the light, but right now he didn't have the strength to go look for it. He just wanted to be sure of one thing, was it love driving him, or was it hate? Who in their right mind would hurt the one they love? Wasn't that the ultimate act of passion? He was so conflicted, he felt like a child again, standing next to the bed of his former girlfriend who couldn't walk anymore because of him. He felt helpless, detached. He was just going with the higher power and right now his hate was in charge. Love would have to wait.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't," he asked lowly.
"Because it'll make you no better than them!" Jane cried, hitting him on the head with her magazine. Ever since the beginning of the year when she started sharing a room with Renesmee she has been more sympathetic to the Cullens than before. She was starting to go dark and when Alec told her about his plans she almost blew a gasket. How could she not want revenge? Okay so Rosalie was her best friend; they were both total bitches in his opinion but Jane was his sister, her loyalty was to him and not to some Cullen clone.
"I am no better than them! Don't you get it? I. Am. Evil," he hissed, viciously dodging cars on the highway, the speedometer needle inching higher along with his temper. "I have agenda's, I fuck, I cuss, I smoke, I drink, hell I even murder people." He laughed bitterly, jerking the steering wheel.
"Don't you see what they are doing to you!? They've turned you into a monster!" Jane yelled at him, throwing her hands up in exasperation.
"I don't need the Cullens, I'm not their monster. I make my own demons just fine." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and his forefinger, trying to regain control over his temper.
"If only you can open your fucking eyes Alec! Then maybe you'll see what we've been seeing the whole time. This is not you!" She said her face full of concern. Jane and Alec were alike in many ways, and completely different in other ways. Jane had blonde hair and blue eyes, where Alec had brown hair and dark eyes. They were only fraternal twins, but sometimes they had their moments. Jane cared immensely for her brother; after all she took care of him for the most part of their lives. She was older, but only by a few seconds. They were left at the hospital; their birth mother had just abandoned them there. So they hopped from one foster house to the other. Alec never really felt the need to find their birth mother. Their parents—contrary to popular belief—actually did a good job with raising them. Before Alec and Alice's accident they were a true family, after that was when their parents started to distance themselves, Christmas was spent alone at home and so was every other holiday. He fucks things up and Jane usually has to fix them. He was her little brother, she had to take care of him, but some days he pushes his luck
"Jane, I have to do this, please just get off my back," he sighed, looking at his older sister. Jane's shoulders slumped in defeat and she nodded.
"Fine, but I want no part of this," she said.
"Done."
Later that night they arrived at the Brigham house in Arizona. It was a large three story building made almost entirely of glass. Because Arizona was so hot their parents built a very open plan house, most of the building was glass to allow a spectacular view of the city. For the past two years this house has been home, but Alec couldn't help but miss the Victorian style house in Forks. Was it Forks he missed, or the people in it? He shook off that thought immediately as he got out of the car. His mother was waiting by the front door, a large smile on her face. Felix grinned and threw his arm over Jane as the two of them walked up to the house. Alec pulled his suitcase out of the car; he needed his mom to do some laundry for him. Usually he talked one of his many fuck buddies into washing his clothes, but it lacked a mother's touch. He watched as his mother pulled Jane and Felix into a tight hug, leaving a giant red lipstick smear on each of their cheeks as she kissed them. Alec smiled; he was glad that his parents were actually home for Christmas. Arizona was nice and hot, so they all ditched their warm clothing for something a bit cooler.
"Alec darling, so nice to see you," his mother said, pulling him into a tight hug. "I'm so glad you're here, your father and Demitri have been at each other since this morning. I think their having a wrestling match right now," she said, pulling him into the house. Alec couldn't help but laugh at the scene in front of him. Demitri—who was about a head taller than their father—was busy rolling around on the ground with Aro, having a good old fashioned fist fight. Felix was sitting on a dining room chair, a bottle of dishwashing liquid in his hands, playing commentator.
"Come on old man, put up a decent fight." Demitri laughed as he held Aro's arm in a death grip behind his back. In one smooth motion Aro twisted around, kicking Demitri off him, sending him flying into the couch.
"Oh and the old man scores!" Felix hollered into the bottle of soap.
Alec dropped his bag, running toward his dad. "Hey Demitri, need some help?" He asked as he tackled his father's feet out from under him.
"Yeah, Alec in the house!" Demitri said jumping off the couch and grabbing Aro's arms.
"Alright, alright, you win!" Aro laughed, looking at Alec and Demitri. "I can't fight you both." Alec and Demitri let go of their father, standing up to high five each other. Aro grinned, grabbing them both by the collar and throwing them into the couch. Their goofy smiles vanished as they slammed into the couch and Aro grinned in satisfaction. "Never let your guard down boys, and welcome home."