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Chapter Eight: Plans

Jacob Black walked out the studio raving in fury, but not before telling Angela all he knew about the bastard Cullen and his presence there, also making her promise to never help him to reach out to Isabella. He must shield that inevitable pain from his best friend, she didn't deserve it.
Inside the building, a very upset and painful Edward was urging for the man's head. He had broken his nose and almost deformed his face. He would pay for that.

"Mr. Cullen, I'm really sorry about this!" A distressed Angela apologized again, she didn't know what to do and wished Rosalie would have been there. She probably would know what to do, and that was why she decided to call her, even when she was on kind of a break.

As she was dealing with that, the noisy complaints of Edward continued, asking them to fire the man immediately. At the third beep Rosalie finally answered.

"Hale," was her professional tone.

"Hey, Rose, It's Angela." Rosalie immediately changed her cold voice for another more friendly.

"Hi, Angie! Isabella just told me how the session was and that everything went great." Angela felt even worse.

"Yeah, about that, something happened." Rosalie changed her tone once more seeing troubles coming.

"What is it?" If something had happened with the pictures she was sure as hell Isabella wouldn't set up another session even if her life depended on it.

"It's not about the photo shoot."
A little bit relieved, Rosalie asked her to explain what exactly had happened.

With a shaky voice and evidently nervous, Angela explained everything to her, from Edward and her first encounter and the frequent petition to meet Isabella, to the accident with Jacob and what he had told her.

Rosalie was listening to Angie's story very carefully, she didn't want to miss any details and her brain was working to its fullest. Angela was talking about an Edward Cullen, as in Esme Cullen, and she knew Esme had three children but until then she only had met two of them. Could it be possible that the man down there and Esme's son were one in the same? And if it was the case, why would Jacob act like that?

Something inside her was telling her that the young friend of Isabella's knew something that she and Alice didn't, and everything ended up at the same point: The Cullens.

"Listen to me, if there are still people inside, get rid of them right now and tell them that if one single word about what happened appears in one single magazine they are all fired," Rosalie started to command Angela once she had finished, "Tell the man we'll fire his aggressor right away and we'll give him a compensation for the accident."

"Are you going to fire Jacob?" Angela asked in shock, Rosalie snorted into the phone.

"Do you want to get all of us fired? No way, of course we won't, Isabella would kill me if I'd allow that, but that's what you're going to say to Cullen," Rose explained, "Call me as soon as you have done what I told you".

"Alright, thanks Rose, I had no idea what to do." And with that, Rosalie had noticed, Angela was way too sweet to know how to handle something like that.

"No problem, Ang, one more thing. Did Jacob say something more before he left?" The young Hale asked.

"Yeah," Angela recalled, "He told me to not let Edward Cullen get near Isabella, ever."

Rosalie's hunch increased with her friend's words. Everything was getting more and more complicated and she was certain that something was missing in the puzzle.

"Well then, do it. Keep Edward Cullen away from Isabella." And with that Rosalie ended the phone call. She went back to the Swan's breakfast table where a couple of minutes ago she was having a lovely lunch with Alice and Renee.

"Rose, Alice and I were thinking about go to Seattle to shop, what do you think?" Renee asked her as smiley and cheerful as always once she was seated again.

"That would be great, Renee, but I'm afraid I have to deal with some business issues. It's kind of important and it may take a while, but you both should go," the blonde woman said, smiling and looking like nothing had happened. Alice didn't believe a single word from her. She knew Rosalie better than she thought, but something big must have been going on if she was skipping a shopping trip.

When they were alone back in Isabella's bathroom, the young dark-haired woman asked for an explanation.

"You have to go with Renee, I need to talk to Esme, about something that happened," was what she said and Alice didn't need anything else to understand.

Something related to Isabella had happened and Renee couldn't know about it. In the couple of days that they had been at the Swan's, place they had found out that Isabella's parent were blissfully ignorant of whatever had happened to their daughter years ago. To them, the young girl had passed through the common typical rough teenage years. She had some friends and among them there were the Cullens, that was how they had met Esme and Carlisle. To them nothing unusual had happened to their daughter. When she had had the chance to get out of that town, she had taken it and that was it, period.
So the one and last chance Rosalie had to find out something more about Isabella's past was Esme Cullen, and she prayed to not have to see any of her sons again, especially the oldest one.

Back in the studio, Edward continued yelling at the poor Angela, even more upset than before.
The place had been cleared out and only Angela, her assistant and Edward remained in the building. She told him just what Rosalie had told her, that the man would be fired and he would be given a compensation for what had happened. But the compensation Edward wanted was an apology by the model herself, as he knew the man was her personal makeup artist.

Angela was out of her mind by that time, obviously she could'nt do that. First, they won't be firing Jacob, and therefore, Isabella won't accept to do any kind of apology. Second, and most important, Jacob and Rosalie had warned her to not let, by any means, Edward near Isabella and Angela was afraid of losing Isabella and Rosalie's support on her campaign if she didn't do what they asked her.

" , I've told you that's not possible and that Isabella's rep wouldn't allow it." Angela almost cried, soon to have a mental breakdown. An hour had past arguing about the same thing, but she couldn't let him press charges on Jacob and setting an encounter with Isabella neither.

"I've told you what I want and I want nothing less than that. I want her to apologize in person or I'll press changes against her makeup artist and even the complete crew if it's needed." He stated. Angela was about to fade out when her mobile rang again. She excused herself and answered Rosalie's call.

"Is he still there?" she asked.

"Yeah, he is, and he says he'll press charges if we don't set up a meeting with Isabella, so she can apologize in person." Angela snorted, suddenly exhausted.

"Son of a bitch!" Rosalie thought, furious.

As soon as she could sneak out of the Swan's, she headed directly to the Cullen's where a very cheerful Esme had received her. Luckily for her, none of her sons were there that day. After half an hour of chatting, Rosalie didn't have so much doubts about how much influence they had on Isabella's past. They had screwed her life up, how they did it she wasn't sure yet, but she was absolutely positive about it.

Definitely one more so than the others, Edward Cullen. She was sure as hell that the fuckman that was claiming for Jacob's head in Angie's studio, and the one that was Esme's little boy, were the same person. Now she only had to talk to Jacob to confirm her suspicions and being certain of her feelings, apart from that, she knew exactly what to do.

"Tell him he will have his apology at the Ritz," Rose said, "and Angie, don't say a word about this. I'll handle it." she said, before finishing the call.

Angela did so and a quite pleased Edward Cullen came out of the building. He was sure that in no longer than three days he would get his nymph. He wasn't sure about how sane the situation was, but his obsession was getting bigger and bigger, that was for sure. He wasn't sure it bothered him tho. However, Edward couldn't imagine that far, far away from there, a young blonde had a strong determination on pay back to all the people that had hurt her best friend.

"Wait and see, Edward Cullen," she whispered to herself, dialing another number on her phone, "Jacob, we need to talk." she said directly after the man answered.

Meanwhile as all this drama was being set up, ignorant of the satiation and quite relaxed, Isabella was enjoying a cup of coffee with Alec Vulturie. The young woman had discovered that Alec was not only a nice and attractive man, but he was also funny and interesting. He had a great passion for photography that Isabella found really fascinating. He showed her some of his finest pictures, some breath taking landscapes that she loved. Besides all that, he treated her different, not like she got used to through those past five years. Most people believed that because she was a cover girl she was different, she had to be treated different.

But she was not, and it seemed like Alec could see behind all the makeup and fancy outfits. She wondered if he could also see the girl who studied English literature, that loved reading, that longed for some time now to adopt a pet, and that even tho she had been to Paris a number of uncountable times, she still got impressed every time she was at the Louvre.

"Thanks for accepting this little date Isabella." he said spontaneously, taking her hand through the table.

"I wasn't aware this was a date," she said, forgetting about the blushes as she had noticed that her previous reactions were because in some way she had remembered her first encounters with a young green-eyed boy.

"It wasn't," he agreed, with a cheeky smile, "But it will be the one we'll eventually have." Smiling by her flirting, Isabella nodded.

"That sounds good"

After a couple of minutes, the young brunette realized that for one moment, Edward Cullen wasn't present in her thoughts at the moment she was thinking about a date or something romantic. It seems like her mind was starting to forget about all those bitter moments of her past. One little sting in her heart took her by surprise when a pair of green eyes showed up in her head. Maybe her mind was making some progress, unfortunately her heart didn't seem to agree with that.

"It will have to." She thought for herself, as she walked out the coffee shop beside a smiley Alec.