Chapter 5

Bellas POV

"Please stay away from me!" I scream.

"You have something I want, now give it to me!" The man yells back at me.

"What do you want? I'll give you anything just leave me alone!" I reply.

"Your information, I don't care if I have to cut you to tell me, I will. Give it to me NOW."

And just like that he was taking a knife out of his pocket, getting ready to slash my forehead.

"Please stop I don't know what you want---"

"Bella. Wake up. Bella." Edward says.

"Edward?" I ask.

"Shh, Bella it's ok. I am right here. It's ok."

I curl up into a tight ball and lay in his arms crying.

"Please make these people go away." I beg of him.

"I'm trying Bella. I swear I am trying as hard as I possibly can to track them down for you."

Edwards POV

I can't take this anymore. Bella is in danger and she knows it. If I don't find out what is going on and quick, the pain will just continue to grow in her. So it's at that moment I make a decision, I am going to leave Bella, and find them. And find them now.

As I jump out of the window, I see Jacob Black in wolf form, sitting under Bella's window.

"Protect her at all costs. Please." I ask him.

He gives me a nod of his head and I continue off into the woods. It's fairly quiet, the only thing I can hear is the sound of me running, until I hear a man. It's not the man's voice, it's the man's thoughts. Unfortunately for him, he is being quiet, on the outside, but that's not enough.

"—I just don't understand why there is a dog outside." The man thinks.

I decide to end this now.

"There is a dog outside to protect her. No one is getting to her." I say to him.

"How the hell did you know what I-"

And just like that I didn't let him finish, I went over and pinned him to the ground. He was thinking of how to get this gun out from his pocket, so I went ahead and did it myself.

"You want this?" I say waving the gun at him. "This ends now."

"Please. You don't understand." He pleads.

"No, I understand completely. You want something that you can't have. You won't stop at any cost to get what you want. And for that, you're done." I say.

"Your little girlfriend, how will she feel if you killed me? Would she be proud of you?" He argues.

"Shut up."

"She won't, will she? She will be disappointed that her sweet boyfriend murdered someone."

"I said shut up!"

And with that, I shot him, with his own gun.

The echo of the gunshot was like a brick dropping in a silent room. One down. Who knows how many to go. And with that, I took the gun and I ran back to Bella, so I would be there when she woke up.