This chapter is dedicated to….*dun dun dun* lordoftheringergottwilighed! I thought your review was awesome….and btw, no you can't kill any of my characters xD
Previously: Memories like these shouldn't show up again. By answering all these questions, they must be remembering what had happened all those years ago. Like I said, it's nothing you can run away from, you have to face it head on and hope for the best.
Friday Night
Bella's POV:
"Okay, thanks for the ride Edward. See you later!" I called as he dropped me off at my house after school. He nodded his head signaling a goodbye as I waved him off.
I threw my keys into the key bowel as I walked into my house. The whole Edward's dad thing has been pretty much still since Monday. That's both good and bad. Good because we haven't really had to worry about him contacting Edward or Alice, but bad because it means that the police still haven't found him.
The police—my dad included—really have been working non-stop with this case. They tried tracking Edward's phone but came up with nothing. Edward Masen has been using a disposable phone to make any calls. They have had guards watching the Cullen house at random times to see if anything suspicious was happening. But nothing, almost as if that night hadn't happened. There have been no more robberies and no more disruptions, almost as if everything were a dream. More like a nightmare.
I sighed as I plopped down on the couch and flipped through the channels. I really wasn't much of a TV person, never have been. If I had to pick between watching a show or reading a book, I would pick book without a second thought. I like being able to think up the characters, in books you get the freedom of really imagining how the people would look or talk, in shows it just well……shows you.
Charlie decided to go out with some of his police buddies after their shifts. He was really hesitant about it but I persuaded him to go. After all, no one was after me. He said he'd be home around eleven. Gives me time to work on this Romeo and Juliet project I have for English class anyway. It's not due for another two weeks, but it's good to get a head start, that way I'm not panicking the night before.
I gave up with the TV and just shut it off. I stumbled up my stairs and decided to put on some comfy pajamas. What the hell, it's not like I'm going anywhere. I grabbed the first pair I saw. Red short shorts and a pink tank-top that says 'Be My Valentine.' My mom gave them to me the Valentine's before she died. They were a little bit big at the time, so since I grew—not much, but a little—since then, they fit perfectly.
I turned my laptop on so I could get started on my project. It took me about a half hour to get the first sentence on my paper: Romeo and Juliet is a love story that will be forever remembered.
I couldn't help but think what Edward and Alice were doing right now. Were they working on their homework too? Hanging out with Rose, Jasper, and Emmett maybe? Getting an after-school snack?
Right this second, Edward could be typing on his computer the same way I am. I mean, we have the same English class, so we have the same project, it's a possibility.
I silently shook my head to get the thoughts cleared.
"Romeo and Juliet, Romeo and Juliet," I said over and over again, "Romeo and Juliet, Romeo and Juliet, Edward and Bella." I groaned and pushed the computer away from me. I flung my body backwards so I was staring at my ceiling. "Not Edward and Bella." I mumbled as I placed a pillow on top of my head.
I opened and closed my eyes several times until I could think straight. Stupid boys.
That's when my doorbell rang.
On the way down I tripped down the stairs, "Shit." Where's Edward when you need him?
I was rubbing my arm when I opened the door. Standing there was a really—and I mean really—hot guy, a hot guy that I've never seen before too. He had the most interesting russet colored skin, long dark hair, and pretty much matching eyes. He was smiling, his teeth bright white.
The first thing I thought was someone selling magazines. "If you're selling anything, I'm not interested."
He shook his head and laughed, "You must be Isabella."
He eyes him suspiciously, "Bella. Do I know you?"
"Nope," he said shaking his head. "I'm Jacob. Jacob Black." He extended his hand.
I took it wordlessly. Wow….strong grip. "Wait," I said everything making sense, "Are you Billy Black's son?"
He nodded, "Yeah, friends with your dad, Charlie right?"
"Yeah," I said, then realized I was being rude by not inviting him in. "Oh, uh, you can come in if you want."
"Thanks," he said stepping through the door. I looked up at him, he really towered over me. He was a freaking giant! "Nice outfit by the way," he told me amusedly as we walked. "Hopefully you don't wear that kind of stuff to school; guys wouldn't be able to take their eyes off of you." He grinned again.
I blushed, "No, I don't. I knew I wasn't going anywhere, and I thought I wasn't going to have company, so I figured why not be comfortable."
He nodded thoughtfully, "Very logical."
I ushered him to the living room. "Uh, so did you need something…..or just stopping by to say hi?" He couldn't be here for me, he doesn't even know me.
He looked down to his feet as if his shoes just became very interesting. "Uh, well, I was hanging around home pretty bored, my friends were really getting on their nerves, so my dad told me to come by here. Said Charlie had a daughter about my age." His face took on a gentle shade of pink. "So, I thought, what the heck, something new to do right? This place can get really boring after a while."
I shrugged, "Haven't been here long enough to know that." From my point of view, it was actually a pretty exciting place with all that's been going on in my life. "So, why haven't I seen you around? Such a small place I would've thought I'd have seen you plenty of times."
"I live up in La Push. I go to school on the Reservation. Not that it's far, but really the only time we see people from Forks is when they come to the beach." He explained.
I nodded as he talked. Then I thought…..how was he about the same age as me? He seems so much older, at least 19. I mean, two years isn't that big of a difference, but he could be even older than that. "So, you said you were near my age, how old are you?"
He smiled sweetly, "Just turned 16 last month."
My mouth fell open but I quickly closed it. "Your only 16?" I blurted out.
He seemed to take on a defensive tone, "It's not that much of a difference. Your 17 right?"
"Yeah, but I mean, I mean your huge!" I stuttered, "I mean, look at you!"
He narrowed his eyes playfully, "I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or an insult."
I laughed, "Compliment. I was thinking you were like, 19, at least."
"I'm old for my age……if you know what I mean. I act older than the kids at my school."
"I know how that feels." I sighed.
"Tell me about it." He mumbled.
After that, we started talking effortlessly. It didn't seem like I had just met this boy ten minutes ago. It felt as if I knew him my whole life. He was so easy to talk to, I felt safe talking to him, like I could say anything and not be judged.
"So, if you lived in Arizona, how come you're not really tan?" He asked me as he lounged on the couch.
I chuckled, like I haven't heard that one before. Even my friends in Arizona didn't get why I didn't tan. I was outside just as much as them. "I don't know. My theory is I'm part albino." I joked.
"You seem it." He smiled to show he was kidding.
After a while Jacob started asking about my dad. He said Billy told him to tell Charlie he has to come over one night for dinner. "He said he'll make Sue come over to cook us her specialty, spaghetti." He smiled.
"He's out with some of the other officers; they've had a lot of work lately and needed a break." I said with a sigh, thinking about Edward again. I was finally starting to think of myself when I was talking to Jacob, but as soon as I had to bring up the whole Charlie thing; Edward was right back in my mind.
"Oh, all the robberies, I thought they stopped." He mused.
"Sorta," I said under my breath, hoping he would just drop the subject.
"Sorta? Whatdya mean?" His eyebrows scrunched up.
Then I explained everything. I told him about Edward Masen and why he was here. I told him about the phone calls from Monday. I told him about how Edward Masen has been using disposable cell phones. I told him every single thing I could think of that connected any way to this.
And, unlike a lot of people, he listened. He listened to every complaint I had. Any time I went on a rant about how none of them deserved any of this, he just listened thoughtfully. He looked concerned and he hardly knew me……I don't even know if he knew the Cullen's, for all I know they could be complete strangers. Already I have a soft spot for Jacob.
He took a deep breath and then exhaled after I finished my ranting and raving. "Wow, that's awful."
"I know, it's been on my mind all day…..until you got here I mean. I'm sorta grateful that you did."
"Glad to be a help ma'am." He said in a southern accent pretending to tip a hat.
I laughed. He looked at his watch and his eyes widened. "God, I forgot how much time flies when you're having fun."
"What time is it?"
"Nine thirty. I better get going, Billy's gonna be wondering where I am."
I walked him to the door and then he just waited there. As did I, I really didn't want him to leave. "You better come back, I had fun," I told him smiling.
"Believe me, I will. I did too….nice to see new faces." He said grinning.
He very quickly bent down and kissed my cheek. So quickly I wasn't even sure if it happened.
He smiled shyly as he brought his head back up, "I'll see you around," and he parted with one last commercial grin.
After he left and I locked the door tightly I went back into the living room and sat on the arm of the armchair trying to figure out what to do. I already established that I couldn't concentrate enough to write any of my paper.
"I thought he would never leave," came a deep voice. I froze. Before I even had the chance to turn around, the man's hand was covering my mouth.
I tried to scream but his hand was so large that I couldn't even get out a squeak. I looked up to him and was instantly hit with recognition. This was a guy I've ever met before, but right away I could tell who he was. He was a spitting image of Edward, the hair especially, and his eyes matched Alice's perfectly.
I flung around but it was no use, my body was tiny compared to his, and I couldn't scream because of his stupid hand.
"You're going to be a good quiet little girl when I take you outside right? We wouldn't want anything to happen to you." He said in an icy voice.
Before we got outside I did the only thing I could think of. I chomped down on his hand. Mm, yummy, evil villain skin!
He tore his hands away, "You bitch!" he screamed. Oh yeah, I was the bitch in this situation. That made so much sense. "Guess we're just going to have to do this the hard way." He smiled evilly as I felt a prick on my side. As he brought his arm back up, I saw he was holding a needle.
That damn man drugged me! Within seconds I was feeling light headed. I don't know if it was only because of the drugs or it were that mixed with the utter horror I was feeling. The last thing I saw was a large white thing that almost looked like a pillow case, covering my head.
My eyes opened slowly, fluttering a bit with seeing the light. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the newfound lighting, I immediately knew where I was. I was in the Cullen's living room…..how did I—ah shit!
"Bella!" I heard Alice squeal from the couch where she was curled up behind Edward.
When Edward heard Alice call my name, he automatically looked in my direction. He made an effort to get up and come to my side, but at that exact moment, Edward Masen got at him and pointed a gun right at his head.
"You out of all people know what I'm capable of." He sneered at Edward who sunk back down.
"I don't care if you hurt me," he spit out practically sending daggers from his eyes, "Just leave Alice and Bella alone!" This was the absolute wrong weekend for Esme and Carlisle to be away.
I finally got my voice back, "I just have one question." I asked Edward Masen.
"Yes?" he said impatiently.
"Why are you here? Like, what did Edward and Alice do to you?" Okay, I know your all probably thinking, 'that's two questions, learn how to count,' but I couldn't stop the second one from popping out, I was really curious about all of it. He abused them for no reason when they were younger, then they leave and he comes back? What's the point of that?
He laughed without humor. "Really? Are you really asking that? You dumb girl." Edward glared at him again, and if possible even more.
"Two reasons mostly. First, I was getting money from the government when I had these two! I was a single teenage parent and was getting a thousand dollars extra each month just for having them in my house! All that money went to me! I could use it for whatever I wanted! Second, when they left so did my freedom! People started digging around and found out what had been going on, I've been in jail for the past ten years! I just got out four months ago, and only because I had a good lawyer!"
Wow! Great reason! Money, oh my god, dude, it's called a job! And jail? Who would've thought a guy who did such things to his kids would go to jail? It's such a shocker right?
It got dead silent and Edward gave me a look. He looked even worse than before, more pained.
"What did you say missy?" Edward Masen asked, standing tall above me.
I gulped; did I say that out loud? I looked over to Edward and Alice. As if he could read my mind he nodded his head. Ah, shit! I really have to watch what I say.
"Gonna answer me?" He demanded practically on top of me now.
"I-I-I….nothing." I said with a sigh.
He smirked, "That's what I thought."
"You know, they're going to find you," Edward said, his voice completely even. How he does that I have no idea.
Edward Masen laughed, it mirrored Edward's laugh. "Oh really, and who are 'they'?"
"Everyone!" Alice screeched surprising us all. She's been quiet pretty much the whole time. She stood up and got right into his face. "Everyone knows it's you here! It's not that much of a secret! If we go missing they are going to hunt you down!"She hissed. "Esme and Carlisle would go to any edge to find us and we know that." Her voice was steady too. "No one's going to care what happens to you either. Wanna know why? Because you're a freaking bastard! You're worse than that! I don't even know the words to describe you! If it's even possible." She scoffed. Edward Masen just watched her amusedly.
"I don't even see why you're here! What's the point of all this besides the money? What are you going to do to us? Scare us and then leave, maybe? Just leave now! You're not going to get money for doing this! And if it's jail you're worried about, this is going to make you go straight back there! If I were someone in charge around here, you wouldn't just be in jail, you'd be in a freaking straight jacket in the best locked up mental hospital!" She was screaming at him now.
"You better be quiet." He growled.
"Alice," Edward warned, starting to get up again.
Edward Masen grabbed Alice in a chock-hold, "You move one more time and I swear, the girl goes!"
Edward sunk back down on the couch and I gasped as Masen placed a sharp knife against Alice's throat. She sure wasn't screaming at him anymore. She was whimpering softly and the only thing I could think was……we were all going to die. It was inevitable at this point. Why would he keep us alive now? He was already close to the edge with Alice. If we were here for witnesses, why the hell would we stay alive? A silent tear flowed down my cheek. This was it.
Edward Masen was watching Edward the most; he hardly ever took his eyes off of him. Edward's expression was pure agony. He wanted so badly to get up and help his sister…..but he knew that was useless, if he got up, she'd get cut. Either he was pretty much screwed.
Masen—as I'm now going to call him—started grumbling as he made his way into the kitchen. "You sit there, if I hear one bit of noise I'll be back before you can say 'Daddy.'" He laughed like a maniac and pulled Alice into the kitchen with him, Edward and my eyes followed desperately.
We heard him shove Alice down in one of the chairs as he went around in the fridge. You could tell he was throwing things all over the place; that was the least of our concerns at the moment.
Edward moved his hand very slowly to his side and came up with his phone. Emmett. He mouthed. 911. He quickly hit the three buttons and put the phone right back underneath him. The hurt in his eyes was unbelievable. He mouthed one last thing, I'm so, so, sorry. His eyes glinted with wetness, I could tell tears were brimming, but he wouldn't let them fall. I knew he didn't like to show weakness.
"I heard moving!" Masen called.
"Sorry," Edward replied, "Just scratching my leg."
Masen looked through the doorway, grunted and then went back into the kitchen.
He came back holding Alice's wrist in one hand and a sandwich in the other. "God, I was starved, haven't eaten since like…..Wednesday was it?"
He was seriously talking about the last time he ate? Seriously? Really?
I rolled my eyes and saw that Edward did the same thing.
That's when we heard sirens coming our way. The relief that fled through me was indescribable. We were that much closer to be saved.
"Which one of you called them?!" Masen screamed
Alice whined as his grip on her tightened. No one said anything, "Answer me! It was one of you two!" His head was going back and forth between the two of us.
"We can honestly say we didn't call the cops," he told Masen, looking him straight in the eyes.
He technically wasn't lying…….I mean, he really didn't call anyone, and he only had contact with Emmett…….and by no means is Emmett a cop.
Then I thought….cop, was my dad out there? Or was he still with his buddies? If he gets himself hurt…..I don't know what I'll do.
"You stand up!" Masen yelled at me. We heard footsteps at the door, it was locked, they were going to have to get themselves in.
I stood up quickly, he seemed satisfied. "Your turn." He said to Edward evilly.
Edward didn't have a choice. The knife was against Alice again, there wasn't anything left he could do.
The moment his body got off of the couch all hell broke loose. The phone was lying there; we had Masen screaming, the cops getting into the house and the knife tightening on Alice's throat. Tears were streaming down my face endlessly at this point; I mean…..what else could I do? I was useless and I knew it. Even Edward had a single, lone tear streaked down his face.
"Everyone put your hands up!" A cop that I didn't recognize yelled as he stepped into the living room. His gun was raised.
Masen growled again, I've never actually heard a lion rawr expect on TV….but I'm imagining hearing it live would be something like this.
At that second, the knife went deeper, a gunshot was heard, Alice fell to the ground unconscious, and Masen grabbed his side.
Edward and I jumped up. He rushed over to Alice before I even could comprehend what was going on. He put his hand on her wrist to find her pulse, he seemed to loosen up—just the tiniest bit—when he found it.
The ambulance people came rushing in, with stretchers, they went to Alice first for obvious reasons, and then they went over to Masen. He deserved to lay there in pain if you ask me. Alice had fainted from both all the hecticness—is that even a word?--and because of the knife sinking into her neck. It was bleeding a lot but one of the ambulance guys got a bandage around it very quickly. Masen got shot on his right side when they saw him with the knife to Alice's neck and not putting up both hands.
People were ushering us outside. I wasn't quite sure where we were going once we got out there.
When we got outside Edward ran closer to the ambulance they were starting to put Alice in. A man said something quietly to him but he yelled, "You can't keep me away from her! I'm not hurt, she's my sister!"
They tried to reason with him but he wasn't taking it, "You know our father! Carlisle Cullen, boss of your hospital! Let me go with her or he's getting a very bad review."
The man sighed and ushered him into the ambulance. I wasn't really sure what happened to me. I began feeling dizzy and numb, like darkness was overtaking me. It started with my toes, I couldn't feel them, then my fingers, and suddenly it was everything.
The last thing I remember was getting picked up my someone who looked oddly familiar.
"Daddy?" I whispered.
A/N: Ahh! How'd you like it?! Sorry for the long wait, I had winter break and I was gone for most of the time now really being able to write. Then since school started I've been pretty busy with projects :P hope you all liked itt!