Previously: "Come, let me feed you." Jacob brought me to a table and held the chair out for me and pushed it in behind me. He took a bowl of soup from a microwave and placed it in front of me. I ate it and the bread he gave me, feeling better with each bite. I hated being dependent on him to feed me, dependent on him for anything. I needed my strength and if this is what it took for me to build it, I would do it. I would do it for Jasper.
Only At Night
Chapter 31
The Wedding Gift
BPOV
"Thank you Jacob," I said, trying to keep my voice steady and reign in the sarcasm I was feeling.
"Did you have enough?" Jacob took the bowl and plate and waited for me to nod before he took the dishes to the sink.
"I would like you to stay out here with me now Bella; do you think you can behave if I let you do that?" Jacob kept his back to me while he asked.
"Yes, Jacob, I promise." I was freezing cold but didn't dare say anything.
When he finished the dishes he came over and took me by the hand and led me to the bed. After helping me to sit he took a robe out of a drawer and held it open for me to put my arms through. Taking my hand and putting it through one arm at a time, he helped me into it.
"Bella you are freezing honey, why didn't you tell me you were cold, I don't want you to get sick or be uncomfortable." Jacob wrapped the robe around me tightly and tied the belt. He was cautious not to touch my bare skin or to graze my breasts as he tied the robe just under them, smiling at me.
Yeah, sure you don't, fucker.
Jacob turned on the DVD player and put in Romeo and Juliet and sat down on the bed behind me, pulling me closer to his chest between his legs. He brushed my hair as I watched the movie and wished Jasper would find some way to locate us. I tried to look around the room without making it obvious as he brushed my hair. There were no windows and the only other door was key locked, I was sure I knew where the key was.
"You have such beautiful hair Bella." The brush continued to run through my hair, gliding through the tangles, only pulling slightly. I felt his fingers pulling through the strands, massaging my head and my shoulders. His hot hands dipped under the robe to rub my neck.
"Do you like our place Bella?" He was letting me know that he knew I was looking around. I felt his foot run up my leg and down again. I felt the hard member pushing on my ass through his jeans.
"It is nice Jacob, what is this place?"
"Originally it was a safe haven for the Chief if anything went wrong, more recently this was my parent's secret love shack, so to speak. We are quite safe here, nobody other than the Chief and my sisters know of its existence. I doubt any of them would ever come here again."
Okay, what was he talking about?
"Why would your parents need a secret love shack, they had a house didn't they?"
"Well now, that would be assuming the Chief were actually my father."
What?
"Are you enjoying the movie Bella?"
"Um, yeah," I said, confused that he was changing the subject, what the hell did that mean?
Jacob laid the brush down and pulled a blanket up over us leaning me back into his chest. It felt wrong, foreign, not like home, the way Jasper felt. I cringed but fought against pulling away. He could think he was getting to me all he wanted; I was not getting locked back to that bed in that room again now. I nestled back against his chest and pretended to watch the movie as I tried to figure out how to get the key.
I had lost track of time since I had been here. I wasn't sure whether it was afternoon or evening. There was no external light coming in and I figured that was on purpose so I would lose track. I wasn't tired but I had been in and out of it so much the past days that it really didn't tell me anything.
I continued watching the movie, thinking only how Jasper was my one true love and prayed that we would be reunited and that Jasper never gave up hope no matter what Jacob did or may have left behind to convince him I was gone.
When the movie ended, Jacob said, "I have all your favorites Bella, I know this one used to be at the top of your list."
"Yes, a long time ago, I haven't watched it in years."
"I know, not since Edward left you in the woods, saying all those awful things to you, poor baby."
That was it, I froze, how in the hell did he know that? I tried to think so that I wouldn't scream and cause him to punish me again.
"Jacob?"
"Yes Bella, love?"
I cringed again. "How do you know about that?"
"Oh I was there, Bella."
"What? What do you mean you were there, there was no one else there with us?" He couldn't be telling the truth, he had to be lying; there was no one else there that day.
"Yes, I heard everything Edward said."
"Jacob, did you know Edward?"
"Oh yes, I knew the whole family."
"I didn't know that." How did he know them? He certainly wasn't friends with Edward.
"I know all about everything Edward did to you, my love. The girls he slept with, the things he told your friends; that he never contacted you again."
I felt the sting of the first tears roll down my cheeks. That son of a bitch, it wasn't bad enough he cheated on me, stomped on my heart, he had to tell people all about it, brought an audience to witness my utter humiliation.
"I told you he didn't know any better, it really wasn't his fault. Carlisle was not exactly the best teacher, oh sure he looked like the perfect father, husband, from the outside, but Bella, my love, you have no idea."
I was getting further turned around with each word he said, if he knew the Cullen's why didn't I ever meet him? Why didn't anyone ever talk about him? What the hell did he mean about Carlisle?
"Now, let's talk about us. Would you like to see your wedding dress?"
Oh hell no. I tried to stop the tears, but they wouldn't stop.
"Don't cry love, I'll never do those things to you. I'll keep you safe here in our little hideaway where no one will ever bother us again. Come; let me help you get in the shower. You can see the dress tomorrow."
Oh God, no, please.
I shook involuntarily; I was wracked with sobs, over Edward's further betrayal, Jacob's proximity and the way he was touching me, looking at me.
When he tried to get me to stand I couldn't help it, I resisted, crying harder.
"Damn it Bella, I told you I wouldn't force you. I love you, I'll wait until you are ready, you will love me too, you'll see."
He picked me up and put one arm under my legs and one around my shoulders and carried me, sobbing, into the bathroom. He stood me before the shower and slowly untied my robe, letting it fall open, exposing my breasts.
His eyes darkened as he pushed the robe off of my shoulders and it pooled on the floor at my feet. I could hear his breathing get heavy and his eyes scan down my body. His hot fingers slid under the waist band of my panties. I gasped and felt my body shudder as he lowered them, his fingers and palms tracing a path down my thighs as he pushed the fabric down. He didn't have to touch me to violate me and he damn well knew it.
"So beautiful, my love." His finger ghosted up my body from my stomach up to my chin. He turned and leaned into the shower starting the water and feeling it to make sure it was warm enough. He took my hand and led me into the enclosure. He stayed outside and leaned back on the counter and watched me. I saw him shift in his pants uncomfortably.
"Go ahead love, I won't touch you, go ahead and get cleaned up, wash your hair. Your favorite shampoo and conditioner are there on the ledge and so is your body wash."
I stood under the spray crying, shaking. I begged God to let Jasper find me before it was too late. I doubted He even listened to me anymore; I gave up on Him a very long time ago. My behavior the past seven years was hardly worthy of His forgiveness.
"Bella, stop crying, I told you I would take care of you, do you not believe I can take care of you?" He was getting angry. I tried to stop and hid it the best I could by washing and conditioning my hair. I turned my back to him and washed my body. I hated being under his glare. The way he watched me reminded me of the way a predator watched their prey just before attacking. He shifted positions, palming his crotch briefly as he did so.
"Okay, that's enough, come on out." Jacob held out a towel and opened the shower door. I stepped out and into the towel he wrapped around me grazing by breasts as he tucked the corner in at the front. I gasped at the heat of his fingers and he snarled.
"If you can't be appreciative Bella, I am going to have to lock you back up in that room, is that what you want? Now I am being a gentleman, don't make me change my mind."
"No Jacob, please, I'm sorry." I had to stay out of that room, being locked in there meant no way of getting out. It would be hard enough to get out of the outer room. I had no idea what laid on the other side of that door that I would have to contend with, so I groveled trying to keep the odds in my favor. If tomorrow were our wedding, it would be my only chance to get out. I had to play along tonight.
Jacob was moodier now, pouting, it wouldn't take much to set him off. I was going to have to make nice somehow. He allowed me to dry myself off and use the bathroom while he went to get me something to sleep in. I had no idea whether it was actually bedtime or not, but it wasn't like I could voice my opinion or concern. He came back and handed me one of the sets Jasper had bought for me months ago. I nearly fainted at the sight of it and the memories of the fashion show I gave Jasper in this very piece. It could not have been a coincidence. He had to have gotten this from my house.
"What's the matter, I thought you liked this one? I know Jasper did. I thought you could wear it for me."
Oh you mother fucker, I hope you burn in hell.
"No, this is fine." I put it on under the towel and took a deep breath before dropping the towel to the ground. "Do you like it Jacob?" I could handle this, no matter what I had to do to stay alive, I would handle it, I just prayed to God he wouldn't force me to sleep with him. I didn't want to risk provoking him, I knew if he got too angry, he would get violent and he was just too damn big, he could kill me without even trying.
He groaned and his eyes travelled up and down my body for ages while his tongue licked at his lips. I stood still and let him take it in, he was never getting me willingly, but if this kept him at bay for a little while at least, so be it. Jasper would understand.
"Would you like me to read to you Jacob?" I needed to make amends to him but I didn't want him getting any ideas.
"Sure, lets' get back in bed."
He pulled me back into his chest between his legs again after retrieving a book from the shelves. I paid no attention to what it was and just started reading. His breath on my neck was sickeningly sweet and my back shuddered when I felt his lips on my neck.
"Hmmm, I'm sorry love, I couldn't resist. I'll stop. I know you are not ready yet."
"Jacob, what did you mean about Carlisle not being who I thought he was?"
Jacob took the book from me and put it down on the bedside table. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in closer. He inhaled my hair and moaned and then placed his chin on my shoulder. I felt the bulge poking at my ass and I heard the sharp intake of breath and the quiet expulsion as he started to talk, his tone, distant, hard.
"When my oldest sister was a toddler a virus spread through the reservation. Two children had already died. There was no medical care on the reservation, no insurance, people couldn't go to the hospital, and most of the tribe could barely afford to live. My father begged Carlisle to come to the reservation and treat my sister and the other children. He agreed; he came and he saved my sister and the other children and provided the medicines and vaccines free of charge. Afterwards, Carlisle was hailed a hero by the tribe and publicly thanked by my parents. Carlisle offered to continue to treat the tribe, start what he called a free clinic. My parents were so grateful. Carlisle insisted my mother act as his assistant, helping him with the members of the tribe, translating for those that did not speak English.
After a short time the tribe became dependent on Carlisle; and Carlisle had taken a liking to my mother. He went to my father and threatened to stop providing medicine and treatment unless my father agreed to allow Carlisle to have relations with my mother. My mother was horrified but she was also terrified that without the medication my sister would get sick again and die. She told my father that it was OK, she would do it for the tribe and no one would ever have to know about it.
My father was livid, but left with the fate of his people he had no choice. He thought that it would be a couple times and that would be the end of it.
This place, this is where Carlisle took my mother to service his needs.
When it didn't stop as they thought it would, the bitterness and anger and resentment between my parents grew and grew until they barley spoke. He accused her of liking it and she accused him of not being man enough to stop it. Their marriage was over, they pretended, but he took to sleeping on the couch and drinking.
Then she got pregnant with me."
"Oh my God, Carlisle is your father?" That couldn't be true; this wasn't the Dr. Cullen I had known.
"Yes, my mother was his whore, he used her, fucked her at his will. He had been fucking every hot young nurse in the hospital for years, but my mother, she was his favorite. I truly don't know if it was because my father knew and was powerless to do anything about it or if it was because my mother was not like the nurses that threw themselves at him. Hell maybe he just liked knowing he could force her to do anything he wanted.
When she got older and was no longer the hot young Indian, he turned his sights on someone younger, my oldest sister. She was eighteen Bella. Eighteen and innocent. I was 14 then and I had no idea about any of it, until I caught him fighting with my mother.
When I found out he was my father I was thrilled. I knew nothing of the other stuff. I figured they had been having an affair because I knew my father hated him and my mother for some reason. I just thought maybe the doc would love me the way he did his other children. The way Billy never loved me. I thought I could just become a Cullen. I begged him to take me home, I said I'd even share a room, he said no.
He didn't want me; he had his little family and wanted nothing to do with me. Just after that, my sisters moved away. I found out later he set them up and gave them money to keep quiet. He returned his attentions to my mother, threatening to keep my sisters from her, and turn to them if she didn't comply. My mother threatened to go public about the whole thing. It would have destroyed his career. That was just before my parents had a car accident.
Guess who the Dr. to respond was? None other than dear old dad. He admitted to me later that he let my mother die and left Billy a cripple when he could have prevented it. I was 17 then."
"Oh Jacob, I am so sorry, I had no idea. Did Edward know?"
"He did when I told him. He was as big an asshole as our father; he refused to have anything to do with me. He said it wasn't his fault my mother was a whore that tried to improve her life by seducing his father and getting knocked up. So there I was, my sisters were gone, my mother dead, my supposed father a bitter old crippled drunk that couldn't stand the sight of me, it reminded him of his biggest failure, and dear old dad, who refused to acknowledge me as his son.
Your dear sweet Edward was living my life, the life I should have had, was every bit as entitled to as he was; but no, I had to live, broke, and alone with no one and with the knowledge of all that he had done. To make matters worse, I couldn't tell anyone, I was Billy's "only son, rightful heir to lead the tribe" someday.
Finally, I decided the doc should get a taste of his own medicine. At that point his other kids didn't know anything about me, or Carlisle's dirty little secrets. I secretly started dating his daughter, my half sister, Jane. I'd bring her here and fuck her. I took videos and pictures to send to Carlisle of me taking care of his Jane the way he took care of my mother and sister. I convinced her to stay with me; finally I drugged her and kept her locked up when I was tired of her constantly playing house.
I moved on to your sweet Edward, he needed to be punished for living the life I should have had, the life he was unwilling to share. I would have left him alone had he not been such an arrogant bastard. I vowed to take his precious life from him and it seems dear Bella that what he held above all else, was you. Yes, he loved you more than anything, he was prepared to leave with you, go off to school and never look back. He didn't deserve that. He didn't deserve to be happy and get the girl and get the life I should have had. I was willing to share, why couldn't he? So I sent him pictures of what I was doing to our dear sister, oh she was more than willing mind you, really kinky that one. You wouldn't believe the things she begged me to do to her, the ways she wanted it. He didn't know that though. Do you know that he just begged me not to harm you, to leave you out of it and he would do anything I said? I blackmailed Edward, holding our sister over his head. I forced him to do all sorts of things to make you hate him, so that he would lose the one thing he loved above all else. I forced him to sleep with half your classmates while I taped him from the closet of his bedroom, threatening to do worse to Jane if he didn't stick it to every girl I said. Then I fed him the lines to use to alienate you from everyone once he moved away.
The best was when I forced him to dump you in that forest, promising him I would let our sister go and leave you alone if he did. The dumb fucker actually tried to come back and tell you everything the next day. He thought he would get his sister and you and disappear. That was when I killed him. Not before I promised him that I would destroy you and turn you into a whore the way daddy turned my mother and sister into whores and then once you were completely broken and an empty shell that would fuck anything, I would take you for my own and you would become a Cullen after all."
Oh God, he had killed Edward, he had killed him, and it had all been a lie. Everything that made me who I was, and it was a lie. Edward had loved me, he didn't want to leave me, he.... Oh God. The nausea hit so fast I didn't know what to do. I was shaking. I could feel the insides of my stomach retching.
Jacob continued, he didn't even pause, only tightened his hold around me and kept talking, I don't even know how I heard anything more he said after that horrid admission.
"I led Carlisle to believe that I would let Jane and Edward go if he and his wife came to see me, oh and of course fork over a boatload of cash. He didn't know that Edward was already dead. I forced him to give notice at the hospital and sell the story that the family was moving, he actually thought that was the truth that I would just let them all go as long as they left town and told no one where they were going and of course liquidated most of their assets, handing them over to me. I left the house because of course that goes to his only remaining heir, I'll claim it someday.
Anyway, they are all buried on the reservation where no one will ever find them. All except Alec, turns out he wasn't even Carlisle's. Did you know that? He hated him almost as much as I did. His wife, Esme, had been sick of his cheating and got herself knocked up by some biker. Alec is living very comfortably in Carlisle's Apartment in Manhattan as Alec Black I might add."
Oh My God. Edward was dead, Jane was dead, everyone dead, everything I had believed, and it was all a lie. Sweet Jesus, this guy is insane; I am not going to survive this. I was crying, tears running silently down my face. Jacob's hold on me grew tighter and tighter as he told the horrifying tale. His chin tucked over my shoulder, his breath in my ear.
"Oh Jacob, what have you done?"
"Oh that is nothing, wait until you find out what I have done to you, my love."
Oh God, I was going to throw up.
"Ah what the hell, consider it an early wedding gift, you are never going to submit willingly, why wait? I wanted to wait to tell you until after we were married and you willingly took me as your husband in every way, but you are never going to willingly give yourself to me. No, Jasper has had too big an impact on you, more than I realized, you actually love him, and he has made you strong despite all my efforts to keep you weak."
Oh what more could he have possibly done?
"Bella, now don't blame me, Edward is to blame, if he hadn't been such a conceited jackass none of this would have happened to you. I never would have even bothered with you, you aren't a Cullen. But then he had to challenge me, he had to shove his privileged life in my face and I had to teach him a lesson, take what he cherished and destroy it, the way our father destroyed my life, my mother's and sister's lives."
"Jacob, what did you do?"
"You mean besides breaking your heart, making you hate your first love and alienating you from your classmates? I set you on that path, never trusting anyone, preferring to be alone, seeking comfort from strangers, I did that. Your mother's death, that hit you pretty hard huh?"
"Yes, of course it did."
"And your stepfather, he was kind of an ass huh? Did you ever wonder why he stopped speaking to you?"
"What?"
"I might have told him some things about you, lies, partly, but he saw what a selfish girl the Cullens had made you."
"You, you what?"
"Remember, Edward's fault, not mine. Well you just weren't devastated enough, so, losing Charlie, that would throw you over the edge. It was so easy too; he was so damn predictable and so damn stubborn. I shot him and left him to bleed to death."
Jacob's arms held so tight that as hard as I struggled to get free of him, I couldn't break the hold he had on me. I scratched at him. I tried to bite him, kick him; head butt him, anything to get away from him. He was too strong and I was too weak, I couldn't fight him off. The tears streamed down my face and blurred my vision. I was unable to speak, unable to think anymore, I drifted off into blackness, numb but aware.
"It wasn't easy for me either Bella, except to take care of Charlie, I was forced to go into hiding just in case anyone put the pieces together on the Cullens. Alec kept me informed about you, he was exchanging information with his friends. Funny, the only one I wasn't related to and he was the one that accepted me, treated me like family."
I hated him, I didn't want to get out of here anymore; I wanted to kill him.
"Well, you really did the rest; you withdrew, just like you were supposed to, you fled from any real relationships. When you started sleeping around, my plan was nearly done. I just had to bide my time until you slept your way through enough strangers to know you would leave with me no questions asked, a whore, broken, utterly alone. Then I would take you and fulfill my last promise to brother dear. So you see Bella, you were always destined to be a Cullen, just not with the brother you thought."
I was sobbing, shaking, fury running through my veins. You mother fucker.
"Then your little friend Jasper had to come along and ruin all my hard work just before I planned to take you. Imagine how shocked I was when you turned me down. That pissed me off like you cannot believe Bella. Imagine after my whole family tossed me to the street, you, who never rejected a hot guy in your life, you rejected me too. Oh, yeah, I was beyond pissed. You forced me to change plans."
"I had to play stalker, like some common freak, while you played house with that fucking hick."
That is it, you bastard, I'll kill you if it is the last thing I do.
"Well, as of tomorrow you will be my wife, and he can search forever for all I care, he'll never find us, but how long do you think he'll look before some hot new co-ed catches his eye and he starts fucking her over the phone too? Shit, a pretty boy like him, with all that dough, they'll be throwing themselves at him. How long could someone like him possibly resist? Did he tell you that he was just like you, fucked any piece of ass he could all while he was "engaged" to Alice? Hell, he's probably gone back to California already."
Don't listen to him, Jasper will never stop looking for me, he will find me. Just have to hold it together until I can kill this crazy fucker or until Jasper finds me.
"Just tell me how you know about Jasper?"
"Bella, I have told you, I know everything about you, I have listened to every conversation in your home, followed you for years, hid in your closet and watched you and your deviant phone sex. I have seen all your toys, don't worry I bought plenty for us, I know how much you like them and I think I'll enjoy using them on you too, the way Jasper has. We have plenty of time for learning each other's bodies, I promise you I'll find a hundred new ways to pleasure you that you have never experienced and I can't wait for you to do the same to me. I can't wait to lap my tongue around those firm tits of yours while I fuck your tight ass and watch you fuck your own pussy with one of those fake cocks you like so much. Soon, you will be screaming in the pleasure I send you, very, very soon. Hmm, just thinking of your hot little lips tight around me while I hit the back of your throat with every thrust is enough to want to take you right now. Thanks to Daddy Carlisle, and the fact that I haven't spent a dime of it until now, money will never be an issue for us, we won't have to work or leave, ever."
I was trying hard not to vomit, not to react in any way that would put me back in that room. I had to let him believe he was breaking me, that I was destroyed. I just kept remembering every precious moment with Jasper, desperate to hang onto what I could to keep me anchored in reality, not to fall into the abyss Jacob was pushing me towards.
"OK, my love, that's enough for one night. I'm going to let go now and if you do anything stupid, I will put you back in that room and I will begin the honeymoon early, and I won't be real worried with whether you enjoy it. Do you understand what I am saying Bella?"
"Yes," I seethed.
He brought me to the bathroom, but gave me no privacy this time and didn't bother to try to hide his obvious lust for my body. He refused to give me back the robe when I was done vomiting and made me shower again. He stood watching me and stroked himself while I cleaned up. When he was done he forced me out of the shower and made me sleep in the bed with him, the two of us cuffed together at the wrists, my other wrist cuffed to the bed frame. I laid awake and grieved all over again for Charlie, for Renee and for the first time, for Edward and his family. All the while Jacob spooned me, breathing heavily into my hair. I wondered if it were possible to smother him with my hair, or wrap it around his neck and strangle him with it. I wouldn't be able to reach the keys to the cuffs and then I'd be trapped here, to the bed and his dead corpse. No. I had to wait.
I have to apologize in advance. The next chapter may be a little longer coming. Unfortunately a member of my family has experienced a very tragic loss, the death of her 23yo fiancé. I plead with all of you, DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE or get in a car with someone who has been drinking, and always, always wear a seat belt. If you won't do that much for yourself, please think of the ones you would leave behind, do it for them. This poor girl's dreams, hopes and life have been permanently altered by someone else's actions. I can't even imagine the guilt that person will now live with or the sorrow she and his family must now contend with. I'll be spending as much time as possible trying to be as supportive as I can be for them, so the chapter may be delayed a bit. I will try my best not to keep you waiting too long, I know we are at the height of angst now and luckily this chapter was already done.