OBSERVATIONS
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STORY THAT WON THE MOST COMBINED VOTES FROM FACEBOOK AND FANFIC WAS 'WHERE YOU LEAST EXPECT IT'.
I'M SO SO SO VERY SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. Real life decided it wasn't quite done with me yet and then on top of that a major case of writer's block crippled me in the beginning.
WARNING: VIOLENCE, VIOLENCE, AND MORE VIOLENCE; WITH MAYBE A TOUCH OF TORTURE THROWN IN. DON'T TAKE THIS WARNING LIGHTELY.
This wasn't betaed so mistakes are mine.
ENJOY...
-O-
Charlie
"Where the hell am I?" Phil yelled. "Answer me."
I stood next to Jasper, listening to Phil and staring down at the shack Emmett had built for our purpose. I had to hand it to him; he'd done a good job in making sure that once we were finished, things could be covered up nicely.
"Charlie," Jasper said, drawing my attention to him. "You ready?"
"Yeah," I said with a nod.
He nodded back and gripped the back of my shirt as he dropped to a crouch, causing me to hang over the edge of the hole Emmett had dug. It was so deep that even with my height and Jasper's long reach, it still took Emmett-at a full reach-to grab my legs, keeping me from breaking said legs as I landed.
Emmett set me on my feet beside him as Jasper landed on his other side. Carlisle was already waiting by the door and pushed it open after a glance at Jasper.
"Dr. Cullen? What the hell is going on?" I heard Phil ask as Carlisle and Emmett disappeared inside.
Jasper was next and I followed, my eyes falling on Phil immediately. His locked with me and confusion crossed his face.
"Charlie? What are you doing here?" He asked as I walked over to stand in front of him.
I didn't answer as I stared down at him. I really wanted to just shoot him in the head, but that would be too easy.
He seemed to realize I wasn't going to answer and started talking again. "You have to help me. They drugged me and did who knows what else. Please, Charlie."
"I can't and won't help you." I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
"You have to," he said. "You're the chief of police."
Leaning down closer, so he would have no trouble hearing me, I said, "Not tonight. Tonight I'm a father." His eyes grew wide as I stood back up. "Yeah I know, and you will pay for what you did to her."
He didn't say anything for a few minutes. But as he smiled, a quick brush of air passed me and the door splintered.
It didn't take me long to realize Edward was no longer in the shack. As Carlisle motioned for Emmett to go after him Phil's eyes closed and his head dropped.
Glancing over at Jasper, he answered my unspoken question. "I put him to sleep until we know what's going on."
Emmett was only gone for a few seconds before he stepped back inside.
"Edward says he's sorry, but he can't stay." He said, grimacing. "He said the things Phil started thinking about is something he can't have in his head forever."
I was pulled back by Carlisle as a growl tore out of Jasper. His eyes turned black and he quickly moved over to Phil, jerking his head back. In the next second, Phil's eyes popped open as a scream echoed through the shack.
"Charlie?" Jasper hissed over the noise Phil was making. "What do you want to know?"
I swallowed hard, realizing I never wanted to piss Jasper off, and answered quickly. "Where's Renee?"
Phil's scream cut off abruptly and his eyes glazed over before he opened his mouth. "She's dead."
"Why?" I asked, moving closer.
"She forgot her place."
"What does that mean?"
Phil's eyes rolled toward me as he answered. "She was going to tell you about Bella. She hated that she lived in the same town as you and kept you from your daughter. I had to hear it all the time. The night she died, she said she was leaving and was going to tell you that I had threatened her to keep her with me. That I threatened Bella. I'd hit her before, but just a little backhand here and there to shut her up. It usually worked, but that night she fought back and it pissed me off. I hit her again and again until she wasn't moving or breathing. Then I used my access at the mill to dispose of her. She's probably part of a nice piece of furniture by now."
The only response I had for the sick bastard's words was to draw my fist back and land a solid shot to his face. His head snapped to the side as he cried out.
Reaching over, I jerked his head back and asked, "Why? Why did you keep Bella from me? Why didn't you just let Renee leave?"
"Why?" Phil asked. "For punishment of course."
"Why did she need to be punished?" I asked.
"Because she never got over you." He said glaring at me. "The only reason she didn't come back to you was because she hated Forks. She hated the small town and knew you would never leave. She didn't want to be here, so I was her second choice and I knew it. It was why we came back to Forks. It was the best way to torture her; bring her back to the one place she didn't want to be."
"And Bella?" Jasper growled, taking the words right out of my mouth.
Phil's eyes rolled to Jasper as he answered. "That was his punishment for fucking my girlfriend. I knew the moment Renee told me she was pregnant that that little brat wasn't mine. I also knew without a doubt that it was his. I knew how Renee felt and when Bella was born, according to Renee she looked just like him. I had to wait until she grew out of it before we came back, but I got so much pleasure at seeing them near each other and never knowing what they were to the other. Then I just got a different kind of pleasure from her."
Phil and the chair disappeared for a brief moment before he materialized against the wall. I realized Jasper had shoved him back as the chair broke and Phil slumped to the ground, coughing.
"Jasper?" I questioned.
"I've heard enough. Anymore and this will end too soon." He said.
I nodded in understanding and watched as he blurred over to Phil, startling him.
"What the fuck are you?" Phil asked as he stared up wide eyed.
Jasper leaned down and gripped him by the throat before picking him up like he weighed nothing.
"I'm what's going to make you scream. Don't hold back either because I want to know how bad it hurts. Charlie will go first though." Jasper said before motioning me over.
As I walked forward I looked to Carlisle and asked, "You know every bone he broke of Bella's over the years, right?"
"I do," Carlisle answered.
"Good, then start at the feet and work up." I said, stopping in front of Phil.
"Every toe." Carlisle said.
I gave Phil a smile as he stared at me and then stomped on one foot before I did the same to the other.
He screamed immediately and it only intensified when Jasper said, "you only got six of them," and I stomped again.
"There you go." Jasper said.
"Her right ankle," Carlisle supplied before I could ask.
As I looked to see how to accomplish that one Jasper said, "Allow me."
"Be my guest." I said.
He dropped into a crouch and staring up at Phil, he snapped the bone without trouble.
Phil's screaming had slowed to quick gasps of painful breath, but with the breaking of his ankle the screams once again echoed around the shack. The bastard started to slide down the wall, but Jasper lifted him easily and held him upright.
"Five ribs on the right and six on the left, Charlie." Carlisle said. "I'll never know how he didn't break more."
"I don't think he'll be so lucky." I said before glancing at Jasper. "I might need your help again."
He nodded in acknowledgment of my words and I went to work, landing blows against each of his sides. When I cracked a rib, Jasper let me know and I moved on working my way up to the top. There were a few I couldn't break no matter how hard I hit him and all it took was Jasper with his precision and power.
By the time we were finished, Phil was unconscious and his breathing was labored. Jasper didn't allow him to feel no pain for long though. One glance at Carlisle had him walking over and jamming a needle into a vein.
"What is that?" I asked as he stepped back.
"Adrenaline. Let's hope his heart can take it long enough to deal with him." Jasper answered for Carlisle.
I nodded and watched as Phil came around. His eyes popped open and I knew his heart had to be pounding as his breathing had picked up.
"Alright, Carlisle," I said when Phil was ready.
"All of her fingers and both wrists." Carlisle answered.
I didn't need Jasper's help with those and took pleasure in hearing every bone break as I bent them into odd angles. The screams were just icing on the cake.
"Her left collarbone," Carlisle said when I dropped his left hand.
"Jasper," I said, knowing I wouldn't get it broke with just my fists.
He gladly accepted my offer and holding on to Phil with one hand, he reached up. His hand settled on Phil's shoulder and slowly closed until the collarbone and shoulder shattered. Phil's crying and yelling skyrocketed and I looked to Carlisle.
"The nose is the only thing left." He said.
"He'll bleed," I said.
"He's going to do a lot of that," Jasper said. "So, don't worry about the little bit from his nose."
I nodded and brought my fist back, sending it flying I hit him square in the nose. He howled and bowed over, only to scream and raise back up because of his other injuries. Blood was pouring from his crooked nose and the deep satisfaction I felt at seeing it told me I could turn over the rest to Jasper.
"Your turn," I said stepping back.
"You sure?" He asked and I knew it was because when he was done Phil would be dead.
"I'm sure."
He smiled a smile that had me moving back further. "You might not want to stay." He said.
"I'll be fine." I said, needing to see this finished.
"Then at least stand by Emmett. I know who I'm focused on, but best not to take any chances."
"Understood," I said and went to stand by the door to watch.
Jasper dragged Phil away from the wall and motioned for Emmett to bring the other chair in the room over. Once he had and returned to stand by me, Jasper shoved Phil into it.
"Damn it," Carlisle said and every head turned toward him.
"What is it?" Jasper asked.
"When you moved him, one of his ribs broke completely and shifted. It punctured something. It's not his lung, so my guess is the heart, liver, or the aorta. The more pain he's in and the adrenaline I'll need to give him will make the puncture grow. You won't have a lot of time before he bleeds to death."
"I won't need much time." Jasper said as Phil's screams rose in volume before he started to black out again. "Give him another shot and back away."
Carlisle did what he said and came to stand on my other side, the three of us watching Jasper. He didn't say a word as he ripped Phil's clothing from his body, leaving him naked. He was silent as he made one and then a second circle around Phil. His eyes were black and a low growl rumbled constantly through him.
In that moment, I was both completely afraid of and completely reassured in Jasper. I'd known before tonight he could protect Bella, but seeing him do that first hand told me he would never hesitate in making sure she was safe from harm.
Phil's blood-curdling scream brought my attention to him and I watched as Jasper traced a line along Phil's shoulder with his finger. Blood pouring from the line had me looking for a knife before I realized Jasper had simply used his fingernail. I thought Phil couldn't get louder, but when Jasper leaned over and spit into the cut I came close to putting my hands over my ears.
"How is that hurting?" I whispered to Carlisle.
He glanced over, but it was Emmett who answered, "Our venom is like fire and it only takes a drop. By the time Jasper is done, the bastard will feel like he's been skinned alive, dipped in alcohol, and gotten up close and personal to a lighter. Less than what he deserves, but it does the job."
I looked at Emmett and slid closer to Carlisle because the glint in the big guy's eyes scared me a little too.
I turned back to Jasper in time to see blood spurt from Phil's stomach. Jasper spit into his hand and held Phil by his crushed shoulder as he pressed and held his hand against the cut.
"It's tearing Jasper." Carlisle said, drawing dark eyes to us. He made no acknowledgment that he'd heard us, except for speeding up his movements.
More cuts appeared along his chest, back, legs, arms, and face with Jasper pressing venom into each one. Phil's screams were cut off as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he coughed, blood splattering across Jasper's face and chest.
Reaching an arm up, he swiped it across his cheek as he asked, "How much longer Carlisle?"
"Five minutes maybe less."
With Carlisle's words, Jasper gripped Phil's chin and brought his head forward, forcing his mouth open. I couldn't see, but it was no secret where his hand other hand disappeared to and I honestly didn't think Phil had that scream in him. I might have even cringed a little at the sight of that piece of him in Jasper's hand.
Of course, that changed to a little cheer when he shoved it in Phil's mouth and held it closed. Phil's eyes bugged as he choked on himself. It didn't take long for him to start to convulse and within seconds he went limp. Jasper let him go and he fell from the chair with a dull wet thud.
With his back to us, Jasper said lowly, "Leave now."
There were no questioning his command as Carlisle took my arm immediately and led me from the shack, Emmett following behind us. After shutting the door, Emmett leaped to the top of the hole and reached down to lift me up. Carlisle joined us quickly and while I couldn't hear what was going on they definitely could. I could make my own assumptions though when just a minute or two passed before Jasper appeared covered in way more blood than when we left the shack.
Once he was standing with us, he said, "Burn it and bury it, Emmett." He nodded in understanding before Jasper turned to Carlisle, "Take Charlie back to the house. I'll meet you there."
"Son..." Carlisle started, but a hand held up from Jasper had him trailing off.
"I just need to hunt."
Carlisle nodded and motioned me toward the way we'd come from their house. I started forward and we made quick work of getting through the trees back to where we'd left the ATV I'd driven out. From there it was no time at all before I was pulling to a stop in their garage.
As we walked into the kitchen from the garage door we found Edward leaning against the counter, a beer and a bag of frozen peas in front of him. He tossed me the latter as he slid the other forward.
"Thought you could use both of these," he said as a greeting.
I nodded as I stepped forward and placed the peas across the top of my right hand. Picking up the beer, I took a long pull from it before placing it back on the counter.
Keeping my head down, I closed my eyes and in my head I said, "Thanks, Edward, for everything."
He tapped the counter letting me know he heard and understood what I meant before leaving me alone with my thoughts.
As a cop I shouldn't be okay with what I had taken part in, but just thinking about Bella and everything he'd done to her, the only fault I could find was that it didn't seem like he'd suffered enough.
-O-
Well, did I do okay killing him? Let me know.
Up next: Charlie tells Bella about Renee and she isn't quiet any longer. Unfortunately, she can't rail at Phil so Charlie takes the brunt of it.