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Chapter Twenty Two – Taken

EPOV

I laid there with Bella in my arms – the silence was deafening after my sentence. I had no clue where that had come from, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it. I wanted Bella to be my wife. I wanted to be her husband. My heart swelled at the thought of making her my wife.

"Bella?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Was that a proposal?" she stuttered.

"Ur…do you want it to be?" I asked nervously.

"No" she simply answered while climbing out of bed. My eyes widened in shock and there was an earth shuttering crack in my heart.

"I'm sorry, Bella" I said in pain.

"What exactly are you sorry about, Edward" she stood in all of her naked glory in front of me with her hands on her hips, "the fact that you want to marry me, or the fact that you don't even know if you wanted it to be a proposal?" she hissed.

"Why are you so upset, Bella? I thought it was what you wanted" I spat back.

"I want it if you want it, you dumbass" she growled. "I don't want you to marry me only because I had wanted it ten years ago. I want you to want to marry me, Edward"

"I fucking love you, Bella, and nothing would make me happier than to marry you" I yelled.

"Then do it fucking properly" she yelled back. The both of us were furious. What about, I had no idea. I'd guessed that we still had a lot of anger and hurt deep down and every once in a while, it would bubble up and we would take it out on each other. This was childish and so fucking unnecessary…and all this because of a stupid half-proposal. I actually felt the anger fuelling through my veins, coursing through my heart and exploded as if there was TNT taped around my heart.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked in exasperation.

"Ask me like you mean it, Edward, with a damn ring, you ignorant ass" she stomped her foot.

"You want a fucking ring at this hour of the night?" I chuckled furiously.

What was supposed to be the best night of our lives had turned into a night of fighting…over a stupid fucking thing I had said. The argument was ridiculous, but we had it, none the less. I realized that I was a fucking dick…I basically asked her to marry me without a ring or romantic words. I had asked her after the best sex of my life…

"And if you call me an ass, one more time" I held my index finger up, "I'll fucking leave"

"Then go, Edward" she simply said. I gasped and froze as I stared at her serious face. It took me all but ten seconds to gather my clothes and leave her room.

I mumbled a string of profanities as I climbed down the stairs in fury. I couldn't believe Bella, but most of all, I couldn't believe what had just happened between us. I felt like a dick for leaving and for fighting with her. My heart ached at the thought of leaving things like this, but I was so fucking livid that I refused to turn back.

I dressed myself while walking down the stairs and when I reached the front door, I opened it and slammed it shut, echoing into the night air. I stomped of to my car and slammed my car door hard. I gripped the steering wheel and yelled with irritation.

I stared up at the yellow light streaming from Bella's window, and my heart crushed. I wondered what she was doing and whether she felt just as bad as I did. I suddenly remembered that I still had Bella's engagement ring – from ten years ago – in my car. I took the ring wherever I went because it always made me feel closer to Bella. I grabbed the ring from the glove box in the car and opened the blue Tiffany box. The diamonds sparkled around a white gold band with a big fucking princess cut diamond on the center of the ring. The ring had cost me an arm and a leg ten years ago, but it was worth every single dollar.

She wanted a fucking ring, well; she would get her fucking ring. I made my way back to the house and to her room. She wasn't there, but I heard the shower running. I grinned to myself. Perfect.

My fucking night was ruined by a stupid not-even-proposal, but I would be damned if I was going to end this night with a fight. I quickly undressed myself and walked to the bathroom.

Bella stood in the shower with her back facing me. Her face was tipped upwards so the water sprayed over her face and hair. My dick rose slowly, pointing in her direction. Fucking traitor!

I opened the glass door of the shower and startled Bella as she squealed while turning around. Her eyes flashed in anger and her mouth opened to say something, but I quickly stepped forward and clamped her mouth with my hand.

"If you say one fucking word, Bella, I will leave and let you do the groveling for once" I threatened. "Now, I'm going to do this right without one interruption from you, or so help me, Bella, I'll never do it again"

With the – now wet – tiffany box in my hand, I dropped to my knee and earned an exciting gasp from Bella. The water rained down on us from the shower head, but I couldn't have cared less. Maybe this wasn't the most romantic proposal in the world, but I didn't fucking care. It was because of this fucking ring and proposal that we had a fight over in the first place, so, fuck romantic and fuck life-long speeches.

I looked up - or tried at least with the water spraying directly onto my face – and looked deeply into Bella's eyes. The fury was gone and was now replaced with remorse and love all mixed up together.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I have loved you since I was six years old. I have pledged my love to you when I was sixteen when we became one for the very first time. I have loved you after you have walked away from me, and I never stopped loving you. I love you as the mother of my children, which I can never thank you enough for. You are my best friend, lover and soul mate and I never want to spend another moment without you" I said with emotion, tears burning my eyes.

"I want to spend eternity loving you and our children. I want to spend forever with you, Bella. You fulfill me on so many levels. You complete me; heart, body and soul. You are my life, Bella, and I love you so fucking much" I chocked back the sob that was about to escape.

"Isabella Marie Swan, will you please do me the extraordinary honor of marrying me?" I asked and held up the ring. Water drowned my face and mouth as I spoke, but this moment was probably the best moment of my life. I had asked Bella to marry me in a shower without a romantic dinner or romantic words. I spoke from my heart and laid everything I had before her. I was literally and figuratively naked in front of her as I awaited her answer.

"Yes, Edward, yes, yes, yes" she cried as she fell down in front of me. Her fingers locked at the nape of my neck, curling my hair between her fingers and pulling me down to her lips.

"I'm sorry, so sorry" she cried against my lips. Saliva and water mixed as our mouths opened and closed around each other's, moving around in a frenzied kiss.

"I'm sorry, too" I said when we parted for air.

We stood up and I held her left hand in mine, slipping the ring on her ring finger. The diamonds shimmered brightly in the light and was perfect on her finger.

She jumped onto me and hugged me fiercely, sending me crashing against the shower wall. I chuckled, but the intensity of the moment made me swallow hard. I slowly walked her back into the opposite wall and brought her legs around my hips. I traced her cheeks as I looked deeply into her eyes.

"You are so beautiful" I whispered before I crashed my lips to hers. Her hands snaked around my neck and locked her fingers into my hair. My tongue ghosted over her bottom lip before I sucked it into my mouth, nipping softly on the silkiness of it. Her mouth opened slightly and I pushed my tongue in. The heat and taste was something that I wasn't able to describe. Our tongues danced together while our lips moved in perfect synchronization, eliciting moans, whimpers and growls from one another.

I held her up with my body against the wall while my hands trailed from her shoulders to her perfect mounds. I cupped them, craving the silky softness, before I started massaging them. I flicked her nipples with my thumb and index finger, rolling, pinching and rolling some more. She threw her head back, stopping our kiss, and arched her back with a loud moan. Drops of water covered her breasts and my mouth watered at the sight. So fucking beautiful…

Her hands moved up and down my arms, scratching lightly with her nails. My skin pricked with goose bumps and I moaned against her flesh. I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and nibbled it between my teeth, causing her to dig her nails deeper into my arms. I bit harder and Bella gasped with pleasure.

"I need you, Edward" she said as her head moved from side to side against the shower wall.

"Fuck, Bella" I hissed when her hands pushed between us and grabbed my dick in her slender fingers. I threw my head back, my mouth slightly opened and my eyes slid closed as the ecstasy overwhelmed me. "So…good" I hissed. Her hands moved up and down my shaft, painfully slow. Her thumb rubbed over the head and my dick twitched in pleasure.

"I need you inside of me, Edward" she said against my ear, quickening her movements on my dick, flicking her tongue out and ghosted over my earlobe before she sucked it between her teeth and gently nibbled. "NOW" she forced out. She massaged my balls before she pulled her hands back.

I looked at her beautiful, flustered face before I lined my dick up with her entrance. I dipped a finger into her hot and soaked sex to make sure she was ready…and, oh my fucking gosh, she was more than ready. My mouth watered with saliva at the thought of tasting her sweet nectar. Maybe later…

I pushed the tip of my head into her opening and almost cried at the sensation. I closed my eyes tightly as everything became incoherent around me.

"I want it hard, Edward" she hissed, pressing her nails into my shoulders as she held herself up.

"Fuck" I yelled as I pushed into her hard and fast.

"Yes…oh, fuck…harder" she yelled.

I pulled out before I plunged into her again, harder and faster. We were both frantic with need. We were screaming, panting, growling, moaning and whimpering all at the same time. Our rhythm was fast and hard. Bella had met my every thrust and pound, grunting and groping each other hard. This wasn't slow or gentle…this was pure and unadulterated hard sex mixed with the fury we had experienced a few minutes ago. Nothing like make-up-sex after a heated argument, and Bella and I was proving that it was fucking hot as hell.

"I'm…so…close" she panted as she grinded her core against mine, circling her hips and meeting every thrust I pounded into her. I reached down and pressed my thumb against her clit, circling and flicking it as I pumped in and out of her.

"Bella, I'm…not…going…to…last…any"

"Yes, Edward, yes, yes, yes" she screamed out as I felt her walls clench around me. Her shoulders shook, her eyelids fluttered, her stomach muscles contracted and her entire body shuddered as spasm after spasm overtook her. Her sex clamped down on my dick, sending me right over the edge with her.

"Belllllaaaa" I yelled as I thrust one last time before exploding inside of her. White stars danced behind my eyelids as floods of ecstasy overflowed within me. "I love you" I yelled. Jolts of electricity sparked over my entire body, tickling my balls. I quaked over and over again filling her with my seed as the final moments of my orgasm faded.

Bella's face was buried in the crook of my neck, breathing deeply. She finally looked up at me; her chest pressed against mine, rising and falling in unison from exhaustion. If it wasn't for the fact that we were in the shower, our bodies would have been dripping with sweat.

"That was…" Bella said out of breath.

"Mind-blowing" I finished with a chuckle.

I pulled out of he and we cried from the loss of intimate contact. Bella's legs dropped to the floor, holding onto my forearms as her legs wobbled from the aftermaths of her orgasm. The water was still hot and I decided to wash her. I took her favorite shampoo and poured some onto my hand, lathering it into her hair. I massaged her scalp deeply as I washed her hair. I poured some shower gel onto my hand and lathered every inch of her flesh, rubbing and massaging deeply. She whimpered and moaned erotically as I continued my ministrations with her back against my chest.

I took my time lathering her center; dipping my fingers between her lips and running it up and down her slit, washing it thoroughly and oh so erotically.

I rubbed against her swollen nub, her body shivered in my arms. One hand was circling her clit while the other held her body up as her knees already grew week.

"More…Edward…more" she gasped, grinding her hips against my groin, eliciting a growl from my chest. I circled her nub faster until she shuddered in my arms. Her body convulsed as wave after wave of euphoria erupted from her body, shaking and shuddering her entire body. "I can't…" she fell down, but I caught her in time, "stand" she finally sighed in my arms.

I chuckled as I closed the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her before I picked her up and carried her to bed. I lay her down gently, placing a kiss on her head. She sighed with fluttering eyes, completely spent, before she mumbled which sounded like, 'thank you' 'I love you' 'tired'.

I chuckled. She was so beautiful, so fucking beautiful. I took the wet towel from her body and covered her under the sheets. I switched the lights of and climbed in next to Bella. I pulled her into my arms and she snuggled closely, wrapping her arm around my chest and hitching her leg over mine.

"I love you so much, my beautiful love, sweet dreams" I whispered softly. Her chest rose and fell against mine as her breathing depended. I breathed in unison with her and before long, I drifted to a deep and peaceful sleep.

I placed kisses on her head while my fingers fluttered across her bare shoulder. I woke with a smile, an endless fluttering in my chest and the perfect harmony in my head. Bella was my fiancée. I had finally asked her to marry me and she accepted. I had no idea why I was so scared about this step in the first place. It all seemed so distant; my fears, my insecurities and my ignorance.

I blamed Esme for so long that it had taken a permanent residence in my heart. Esme and Carlisle's failed marriage had caused me years of pain and fears. Fucking years!

"What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?" Bella croaked out with a yawn. Her legs were strangled with mine, her hair was sprawled all over my chest and her hand rested on my hipbone. I could feel her soft breasts against my ribs, rubbing my – already sizzling – flesh as she stretched with another yawn escaping her beautiful lips.

"How'd you sleep, my beautiful fiancé?" I asked. I liked how the words sounded; my fiancé, my fiancé, my fiancé, I kept repeating it over and over in my head, and my smile grew even bigger.

At the mention of fiancé, she raised her left hand and held it in front of her, looking at the ring. I saw the reflection of the diamond in her dark eyes. She looked at it with pride, love and reverence.

"Where did you get a ring?" she asked. I chuckled. Leave it to Bella Swan in asking me this question hours after I have proposed.

"I bought it ten years ago" I smiled.

Her head rose from my chest and she leaned on her elbow as she looked deeply into my eyes.

"You weren't shitting me?" she asked.

"I told you that I had the receipt, Bella. After I had left the hotel room, I went to the stage to do the damn sound check, but while I was there I started thinking about our argument. My heart constricted at the thought of losing you, so, I went and bought you a ring" I explained, feeling the familiar pain in my chest as I relived the memories. "Of course, you were already gone and my heart shattered like broken glass…never being mended again, until I ran into you at Twilight"

"I don't know why I left without saying goodbye. I was such a stubborn bitch-"

"Was?" I asked playfully.

She punched my shoulder and fell into a fit of giggles.

"Okay, so, I'm still a stubborn bitch" she agreed. "Anyways, as I was saying, I'm a stubborn bitch and after you refused to give into my demands, well, let's just say that I couldn't take it. I felt rejected and betrayed by the one person I've loved more than anything in this world. It kinda left a scar…" she whispered with sadness.

"I'm so sorry. Our lives have been one big fucking rollercoaster ride, hasn't it?"

"You can say that again" she huffed. "But, everything turned out pretty good. We're back together and nothing will ever come between us again. We'll learn to compromise and we'll always communicate when something's bothering us. We'll love one another deeply and passionately…forever!"

"Forever" I pulled her over my body, straddling me at my hips.

We made love again and afterwards we had breakfast; pancakes and bacon. We fed each other until we almost rolled off of the stools from being too stuffed.

I was on my way meeting Jasper and Alice at some restaurant. They wanted to discuss something with me; they actually invited me for breakfast, but just the thought of food made my stomach turn.

I walked into the diner and spotted them immediately, what with Alice waving her hands like a pixie maniac.

I leaned in and kissed my sister on her cheek while I greeted Jasper with a shoulder hug.

"So, what's up?" I asked after we greeted each other.

"Well, I was thinking, we left LA to move here" Jasper started saying, getting right into what they wanted to discuss with me. "We can't just sit around and watch our lives pass by" he carried on.

"We don't need to work, Jazz" I said. It was true, we had earned millions from the band and we would be able to live forever on that money.

"Don't you want to do something, Edward, something we're good at?" Alice squealed excitedly.

"Well, yeah, sure" I shrugged. "I haven't really thought about it, I mean, I had a lot to deal with"

"We know, Edward, and that's why Alice and myself have been discussing this. We were making plans when we were still in LA" Jasper said.

Our waitress came to take our order. Alice ordered almost everything on the breakfast menu while Jasper and I ordered coffee. My eyes widened when Alice asked for an extra slice of toast.

"Wow, Ali, where you gonna put all that food?" I asked. I noticed how Jasper shook his head at me, mouthing that I should shut the fuck up. I have never seen my sister eat so much.

She glared at me through narrowed eyes and an angry pout.

"What are you saying, Edward, that I'm fat?" she spat.

"No, you pixie maniac, I asked where you're going to put all the food you ordered. There's not a word in that sentence that suggested you were fat" I said in amusement.

"I'm eating for two" she shrugged.

"By the amount of food you ordered, I would say that you're eating for four" I chuckled. All the while, Jasper made weird faces and he desperately tried not to laugh.

"Fuck off, Edward" she growled.

"Quite a potty mouth there, Ali, you shouldn't speak like that while you're pregnant" I teased.

"Oh, please" she snarled.

"Can we get back to our previous conversation?" Jasper asked.

Our waitress was back with our food and when she placed two plates of food in front of Alice, mine and Jasper's eyes widened at the amount of food she was about to eat.

"Don't say one fucking word" she hissed at me and Jasper.

"So, Jasper, what's the plan?" I asked, getting back to our previous discussion.

"Well, we've been thinking about opening some sort of music school" Alice blabbered out – with a mouth full of food - before Jasper had a chance to do it himself.

"A musical school?" I asked flabbergasted.

"Yea, do you think we can pull it off?" Jasper asked.

"Well, sure, it'll take a while to get authorization, I think. We'll contact my attorney and ask what we'll need. We'll have to draw up a business plan and decide where we want to situate the school"

"We've already drawn up the business plan. We want to build the school from the ground, so, we'll need to meet with an architect to draw up the plans of the school. We should sit down and discuss what classes we want and how many rooms we need…there's so many things to do" Jasper explained.

"We could even ask Emmett to help out after hours…we know every instrument there is to know-"

I chuckled and cocked an eyebrow at Alice.

"Well, almost every instrument" she giggled. "Do you think that Bella would be interested?" she asked.

"I don't know, I'll have to ask her" I whispered.

"This is going to be awesome" Alice giggled.

"Have you guys thought of a name?" I asked. Alice and Jasper's excitement was starting to rub off on me and I really liked their idea.

"Eclipse" Jasper smiled. "It was our band's name and it would be perfect for our school" he added.

"Eclipse Music School" I said to myself and nodded.

"Yea, I like that" Alice said.

We discussed our future plans about the school and hoped that we would be able to register the place as a school, or maybe we should just give extra music classes because we weren't teachers…it would make things difficult. We decided to take the chance and if it wasn't going to work, we would just give extra classes. But, to us it would be a school where we would help all ages become the musicians they were born to be.

"How's the pregnancy?" I asked Alice after we finished discussing the school.

"Everything's good. The baby is healthy and I'm almost four months now" she said.

"I'm so happy for you" I smiled. I felt a rush of sadness when I remembered how I wasn't there when Bella was pregnant with Tristan. I never saw her belly grow, I never felt him kick, I never heard his heartbeat and I wasn't there when she gave birth. Those were important stuff that I had missed. I wished I could have been there from the very beginning of his life when it started in Bella's body.

I wondered if Bella would want more children…the idea thrilled me and I suddenly felt excited at the mere thought of Bella and me having more babies. I needed to talk to her about it because it was important.

"Have you thought of names?" I asked.

"We were thinking, Carlisle if it's a boy or Carlie if it's a girl" she whispered as tears filled her eyes. "I want my child to have something of Dad's"

"Dad would be so proud, Ali. I think it's a perfect idea" I cupped the back of her hand with mine.

"He refuses to go to the hospital" she said.

"Dad went there, Al, there's nothing they can do for him. The tumor is too big and is very aggressive…even if they remove the tumor, it'll grow back and it'll grow back fast. They won't be able to remove the whole tumor" I explained softly.

"I know, but it sounds so unreal" she cried softly.

"Have you heard from mom?" I asked bitterly.

"No, not since the last time I spoke to you" she shook her head.

We talked some more about everything that was going on in our lives. I wasn't going to tell them about Bella and me because I figured that it was something Bella and I needed to do together.

We walked to the outside together. We were all still living with Emmett, so there was no need for goodbyes. Just a simply 'see you later' was all that was needed.

So many thoughts went through my mind on my way to Emmett's house; Bella, Dad, Mom and this school idea. My mother was the bitter part of those thoughts.

Emmett had two days off and wanted to spend some more time with our family. Rosalie had moved in as well, but Rose and I became really close after everything I went through with Bella. We would talk about stuff and even make dinner together. At the moment, she was the fun part of the family. Emmett was always at the hospital, dad was almost always sleeping, Alice was a moody pregnant pixie and Jazz was moody because his wife was moody. Rosalie had no problem finishing a couple of beers with me.

I was surprised when I drove up the driveway and saw a silver Mercedes parked where I usually parked. I wondered who it was.

I hastily made my way into the house and heard the familiar voice of my mother echoing through the house.

"Emmett, Carlisle needs to go to the hospital" she ordered. She was in full-blown dominant mode, throwing orders around as if she was still in control.

I found them in the kitchen where she was standing with her back to me. Rosalie was clenching her jaw at my mother and I almost chuckled.

"Well, well, well" I spat. "What changed your mind, mother, because as you know my father is still sick and I thought it repulsed you"

"Edward, dear, how have you been?" she asked.

"You could have called to ask me that. What do you want?" I asked rudely.

"I'm still your mother and you don't get to speak to me like that" she hissed.

"Oh, now you want to be a mother" I threw my hands in the air, "Well, you're too late"

"I have always been your mother" she gasped.

"Only when it suited you. Why are you here?" I asked again.

"Carlisle asked me to come-"

"Weeks ago, mother, fucking weeks ago" I yelled. "So fucking nice of you to come now after you've broken his heart"

"Edward, Carlisle and I have been over for years. I have my own life now and I can't jump whenever he snaps his fingers" she yelled back.

"Go back to your life then, we don't need you" I growled. I turned around and stomped off, but she followed me.

"I hear that you have a son" she asked sweetly. I slowly turned back to her, knowing she had read it in the papers because I haven't told her about Tristan.

"Yes, I do" I answered flatly.

"Why have she kept him from you?" she asked.

"None of your damn business. If you paid attention to me ten years ago, you would have known the exact reason, but since your children was a nuisance to you-"

"I always warned you about Bella. I never liked her and always warned you that she would break your heart someday. She had proven me right; she kept your son from you. That was selfish-"

"Don't you dare say one more word about Bella. Bella is the epitome of perfection. She is kind, loving, compassionate and a good mother – something you know nothing about" I warned her.

"Oh, please, Bella isn't half the person I am" she snorted.

"You're right because she's so much better than you'll ever hope to be" I spat. I was downright pissed at my mother. No, I was fucking livid. Who the hell was she to judge Bella?

"I can't talk to you when you are in this state" she waved me off.

"Does my father know you are here?" I asked.

"Yes, I have spent the morning with him in his room" she smiled.

I dismissed myself as I ran up the stairs towards my father's room. I knocked before I opened the door and found him lying on his back on the bed. He seemed to be sleeping, but when I walked closer to him, he opened his eyes and smiled widely at me.

"How's Bella?" he asked immediately.

"Happy…she's happy dad"

"It exhilarates me that you are back to together, Edward" he sighed. "You belong together"

"Thanks, Dad" I smiled. "So, what does mom want?" I finally asked.

"She came to see how I was doing?" he chuckled in a cynical way.

"Dad, I know you love her. I know that you only want to be happy, but she's not going to make you happy, Dad, she's going to make you miserable. She hasn't changed one bit" I said in disgust. "She's still selfish and so fucking self-centered"

"Son, I realize that. I've known Esme for a very long time and there was a time that she was very compassionate" he sighed, rubbing his tired eyes. "Everything changed when she was pregnant with Emmett" he explained.

"Dad, we were her kids and you her husband. She treated us like fucking chess pieces…moving us around as it pleased her, making our moves for us" I said in anger as all the memories of our childhood popped into my brain.

"I'm sorry for how everything has turned out, Edward. I only wanted the best for you, Emmett and Alice. You are my life and it crippled me that you were hurt by our failed marriage" he said with emotion. A single teardrop rolled down his cheek. Remorse filled my soul.

"I'm sorry, dad. Please don't be sad" I pleaded, taking his hand in mine and placed a soft kiss on it.

"I've been sad for a very long time, Edward. My greatest regret is how you kids had grown up with constant unhappiness in our home, constant fighting and with no love between your mother and me" he sobbed softly.

"Dad, you loved mom. You still do" I whispered.

"I'll always love your mother, but I have learned to let go. I have made peace - over losing your mother - years ago"

"I love you, dad. Alice and Emmett loves you" I smiled, "Tristan, Abbey and Bella loves you"

"And that's the greatest and most precious gift I could have ever asked for"

"You should rest. We'll talk some more later" I stood up from the bed and leaned down to place a kiss on his head. I was so proud of my father. I was proud that I had a father like Carlisle Cullen. I was proud to be his son.

I wasn't in the mood for my mother's company, so I locked myself in my room and decided to call Bella. We had plans to take the kids to see a movie later today. I wanted to speed things up and do something with them now before I strangled my mother to death.

I dialed her number and waited patiently for her to answer. It kept ringing until her voicemail came on. I frowned. Bella always had her phone on her. I tried again, but still there was no answer. After the fourth time I had dialed her number, someone answered – a male – and breathed heavily into the phone.

My heart stopped beating. The breathing sent chills down my spine.

"Who is this?" I asked. "Bella?" I yelled.

"You never should have touched her" the voice growled into the phone.

"Who is this?" I asked again. My hands were shaking. My breathing was labored. I knew Bella was in trouble; I could have felt it in the pit of my stomach.

"You'll never see her again. I'm taking her away, far away, from you and those brats" he laughed evilly into the phone before he hung up.

For about ten seconds, I was frozen with the phone still against my ear.

"Emmett" I yelled when I came back to my senses. I ran from my room and down the stairs, calling for my brother hysterically.

"Edward, what's wrong?" he asked. He caught me at the bottom of the stairs and held my body up.

"Bella's in trouble" I choked. "Someone took Bella" I yelled out in hysterics.

"What? How do you know?" Rosalie asked.

"He answered her phone, Rose. He said he was taking her away from me and the…" I raked my fingers through my hair, "Tristan and Abbey! Oh my…I have to go" I said in fear.

"I'm coming with you" Emmett said. "Rose, call the police" he yelled before we left the house.

My tires squealed as I spun away. I drove like a maniac to Bella's house. Bella! My heart constricted in pain. I couldn't lose her, not now that I have found her again. I wouldn't be able to live without her again.

Emmett and I jumped out of the car at lightning speed, running towards the house. The front door was left ajar, and without thinking we rushed into the house. The place was a fucking mess; coffee tables were turned around, vases were left broken on the floor, the furniture was slashed and some of the curtains were ripped from the railings. It looked like a hurricane went through the house.

I lingered for a second before I ran up the stairs, Emmett followed close behind me. I ran to Bella's room and gasped at the sight that greeted me. The bed was turned over, clothes covered the floor and broken glass was everywhere I looked. What crippled me, though, was the blood on the walls. An agonizing sob escaped my mouth before I fell to my knees.

"Daddy" I heard Abbey's crying voice.

"Daddy" Tristan cried, too. They ran into my arms and I hugged them fiercely, crying into their necks. Their tiny bodies shook in my arms as they wept loudly.

"He took her, dad. He took her" Tristan cried. His lips quivered while more tears flowed over the brims of his eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

"Who, Tristan? Who took her?" I asked.

"Sam" he simply answered.

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A/N: Some of you are going to be pissed as hell over this chapter. He was bound to make an appearance at some point. Thoughts?

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