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-Chapter 19-
Edward's POV
No way. No fucking way is Bella's father in charge of that whorehouse. No way would he ever want Bella to be put in danger either – he's the fucking Chief of Forks Police for fuck's sakes!
I held the gun back up to Jasper's face and his eyes widened immediately. I'm not taking Jasper's word for it. I'm going to need cold hard evidence that the father of Bella is really in charge of that place.
"Don't you fucking lie to me." I growled fiercely and he held his hands up in defense.
"I'm not lying!" He squeaked, terrified. I saw sweat run down his cheek and I knew he was nervous. He began to turn an awkward shade of grey.
"Prove it." I sneered. I was staring him down with my intimidating stare and he immediately started to panic. He was breathing heavily and his pupils began to dilate. I lowered the gun to calm him down a little bit but he just kept hyperventilating.
"Whoa, Jasper calm down!" I frowned, taking a step forward to help him. But he hunched over, held a hand to his stomach and put his other hand in front of him to stop me from coming any further. Without even knowing what happened next, he puked all over the floor.
"Ah fuck." I stared at the ground disgustingly. I averted my eyes to my ex-friend who was about to fall over on the ground. To prevent that, I held the gun in my left hand and use my right arm to prop Jasper up in a sitting position.
"God, are you okay?" I pushed all my negative thoughts out of the way to focus on his condition.
"Fuck, no." He groaned, throwing his head back and landing on my shoulder. I frowned again and gently laid him down on the floor.
He slung himself on the floor and his shirt flipped up a little, revealing his abdomen. It was then that I realized how thin he really was. You can count every single rib on his rib cage. He looked very sickly. He looked malnourished, anorexic even.
"Jasper, when was the last time you had something to eat?" His eyes darted towards me for a brief second then he looked at the ceiling wide-eyed.
"Um, maybe three days ago." He whispered.
"You're starving yourself!" I said in a hushed tone. I looked down at the heavy hunk of black metal in my hand and.
"Edward, please don't say anything." He begged, tears starting to glisten in his eyes.
"What the fuck, Jasper. Why would you do this?" I nearly growled at him.
"Did you ever stop to think if I ever asked to be part of that fucking slut place? Edward, I would never want to hurt anyone. But I was forced; for my riches. It's not my fault." He cried.
"Forced?" I questioned, gripping the gun even harder in my hand.
"Charlie." There was his name again.
"Stop fucking lying to my face, Jasper! What the fuck is going on?!" I yelled to his face.
"I'm not! I'm not…" His voice got caught in his throat.
"What does Charlie have to do with this? Why the hell does he need money from that whorehouse?" I screeched, getting up from my crouched position.
"He needed money for an arranged marriage. Mine and Bella's arranged marriage." It was then that Jasper started to sob uncontrollably.
"Arranged?" A ball of red, hot fury surged through my mid-section. No one, not even Jasper, would take Bella away from me. She's mine. She always will be. I loved her ever since I can remember and I am not going to let her go that easily, not after all we have been through already. I'm not ready to give her up.
"She loves me, Edward." I held the gun back up to Jasper's head without mercy.
"She does not." I said firmly, aiming directly at his skull.
"She does! Charlie told me so." He coughed again and bits of vomit spluttered out of his mouth and all over his clothes.
"That's not true, Jasper. Why the hell would Charlie tell you this? Why the fuck are you getting an arranged marriage with her? You know I love her!" I confessed, stressed.
"I know, man." He looked up at me with sympathetic eyes. "Charlie wants my money. My family's wealth and popularity. He's after it. He's not what you think, Edward. He's not a good man. He's evil. He works with the Volturi, he's on of them!" Jasper tried to sit up and he did that successfully.
And there was I, frozen and shocked right into place. I still couldn't imagine Charlie trying to put Bella through this. I couldn't believe what information Jasper is feeding me. Whether it's true or not, I'm going to get to the bottom of this.
Because Bella's mine.
Bella's POV
"Don't cry, Bella." Alice hiccuped, applying liquid eyeliner to my eyes. Her hands were shaky and tears were staining her pink cheeks.
"Alice, I don't want to do this." I cried, tears stinging my eyes. But I had to hold them in. If my mascara ran, they would surely beat me to a pulp.
"I don't want to either. But we have to. For the sake of our families." Her voice cracked. And I know exactly how she felt.
She's trying to protect Edward –who was in no doubt, still in the hospital. She knew that if we didn't do as we were told, they would hurt us. And our families.
"I don't have a family." I looked down, partly because I was ashamed of my father and the fact that Alice needed me to look down in order to apply the stupid makeup.
She used her index finger to tilt my chin up and I bored my eyes into her hazel ones. She looked at me with terrified, petrified eyes but you can tell she was trying to keep strong. She had to. They were forcing her to.
"You're going to be okay. We'll be okay." She whispered. "Tilt your head down." And I obeyed.
There was a few moments of silence before she told me she was done applying my makeup. I spun around to look at myself in the vanity mirror that was placed near the a window.
I looked into the mirror to see myself, looking as good as I ever been. My eyes were still glistening with tears but I tried to hold them back. My cheeks were a rosy pink and my hair was curled into perfect ringlets. My lips were coral pink and my eyes looked really pretty and big, emphasizing the chocolate brown color my irises had. On top of my hair, sat a tiara with a long, lacy veil that went down to my waist. The dress I wore was simple, yet elegant.
And I hated it.
"I don't even know who I'm marrying." I whispered, scared.
Alice patted down her hair and then fixed the strap of her black dress that one of the workers threw at her. Her hair was short and spiky. She wiped away the tears from her cheeks and was re-applying the blush that was washed away.
"Blind marriage." She whispered sarcastically.
"I can't believe my dad is doing this to me…" I felt like crying again and I felt my heart drop a kilometer to the ground.
"We were all blind-sided, Bella." Alice turned her body towards me.
"He was using me. This entire time! I bet mom's death was planned just like this marriage was." Memories with my mother began to flash through my mind. They were all so painful. I mean, the memories with her were happy but the fact that I can't make anymore memories with her is heartbreaking.
"Don't say that. Renée's death was tragic and you know that. Charlie would never do the woman he loves." Alice patted down my hair, lovingly and it somewhat gives me comfort.
"But he's doing this to me, Ali! I guess he doesn't love me. I'm just some ATM machine to him." I felt like crying again.
God, I wish Edward were here to comfort me.
"I don't know what I can do to comfort you. I just know that I won't ever leave you." Alice looked at me with sad, longing eyes.
"What about your auntie and uncle?" I replied, looking away.
"They don't check up on us as much. They love us, it's just that they travel so often that we barely get to see or hear from them." She shrugged, and I could feel the sad tension in the atmosphere.
A loud knocking at the door caught our attention and we both jumped at the sudden noise.
"Open up, time to go." A loud, booming voice demanded. It was Emmett.
"Okay." Alice murmured as she lightly made her way to the door. Her hand was trembling as she reached out to unlock the door and turned the knob. Immediately, big bouncer Emmett came in.
Before I could say anything, he shut the door behind him and whispered, "We're getting out of here."
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