A/N: Here's chapter 12, and I have to say it wasn't my favorite chapter to write, but I promise I make up for it in the next chapter.
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Chapter 12: Shattered Glass
BPOV
The next morning I woke in Edward's arms. My body was sore, but nothing I couldn't handle. A few pills and I would be good to go for the day.
Edward was still sleeping; so I just laid there watching him, smile full across his face. Even in his sleep he looked like an Angel. My Angel. His steel hard erection was pressed tightly against my stomach and I couldn't be happier for the effect I had on him. He was beautiful, handsome, caring, and the best was that he loved me.
And he obviously wanted me.
My first instinct had always been to run and bury the feelings I had down deep, but after my years of counseling, I learned that I would only fall back if I kept that behavior up, and that was the last thing I wanted to do.
I wanted my life to move forward.
With Edward.
I gave in, and agreed that I would press charges on James. The tricky part now was that we needed to find him. We had never attempted to seek out where James was as I wasn't ready to deal with going public for the shit that he did to me.
But I was ready now. The last straw for me was what went down last night with Jasper, Edward and Alice. I don't ever want to have to go through something like that again, or put someone in the middle like I did.
I felt like utter and total shit for not telling the guys about seeing James and for getting Alice involved. I struggled with those thoughts the entire time Edward and Jasper chewed us out. I felt like a monster for the way that Jasper yelled at Alice knowing that it was me he should have been yelling at.
It was my fault he was so angry with her.
I had never seen Jasper that made in my entire life. Sure he yelled at me from time to time about the stupid shit I've done, but never had I seen his temper boil over like that. But I guess after dealing with me and all my shit for so many years he reached his breaking point. Deep down I knew that it wasn't Jasper talking, he was upset with the two of us yes, but his rage came from James and his games. I was scared being yelled at, but Jasper was my best friend and would never hurt me.
And Edward... well fuck me, if I wasn't the stupidest broad to have ever walked this planet. I knew how upset he was, and kicked myself over and over again for the way I acted.
One word sums it up. Childish.
I wasn't thinking about anyone except myself.
When I told Alice that I had seen James again, I just wanted to get it off my chest and take some of the pressure off myself. I never took into consideration that I was putting her in the middle of the damn circus. And with Edward and Jasper, I didn't want them getting mad or violent for no reason.
If I could go back just, I would have done things completely different. One thing about me is that I learn from my mistakes and will never make this one again.
That morning after apologizing to Edward as much as he would allow, we dressed and met Jasper to go down to the police department to file my charge. It took a bit of coaxing and self talk to keep to my decision, but eventually we made it out the door.
Emmett went with Alice and Rose to open the shop and we were going to meet them there later. Filling out the police report felt embarrassing as I knew it would be, but also felt like the brick that had been on my chest for so long was being lifted. Edward never left my side and was my constant support.
Never would I replace Jazz from my life, but Edward was becoming more to me everyday. Jazz would always be there, but we both had people in our lives now that we had to take care of. It wasn't just the two of us anymore, but to tell you the truth, I was happy with that. We both had found people that made us feel content and complete.
And they just so happen to be in the same family.
Rose left for her shoot on Wednesday, and wouldn't return until Sunday. Tiny was meeting her at the airport and staying with her the entire time. That relaxed Emmett and the rest of the guys for that matter. James was insane and God knows what he was capable of. I didn't know if he would go after Rose, but we were going to make damn sure that she was protected.
Emmett apparently was paying a God-awful amount of money for his services, which I didn't understand. They were tattoo artists, and I didn't think there was that much money in the industry. But I later found out that the Cullen's had a lot of money, and it was never an issue. On top of Carlisle being one of the most well respected surgeons in the city, Grandpa Mason had left Edward a nice trust fund. A big trust fund. The Cullen's grand parents had also been well off, owning Cullen Industries, a pharmaceutical company that closed several years ago. So no, money was not an issue. They just didn't flaunt what they had, except for Alice's weekly shopping sprees of course.
I spent all my time with the group over the next few days.
I wasn't left alone.
At all.
And usually that would bother the piss out of me, but I understood why. I wasn't going to fight it. Fighting it would only make it worse. I knew why the guys were the way they were and there was no reason to fall back and act childish once again.
When Edward was busy, Emmett or Jasper would take me out for things I needed, or to go see my editor and I got to know Emmett even better with our time alone.
He was one funny fucker.
My police report had been filed on Monday, and it was now Friday. They were unable to track down James yet to serve him the papers, so we were left waiting. Jasper said that we should be hearing something soon from Ben.
We waited. It was kind of like watching a pot of water boil. Nothing happened for a long ass time. And the more I obsessed about finding him, the longer the time seemed to drag on.
Rose returned on Sunday and we had a family dinner together at our place. The 6 of us had turned into our own little family quickly. Add in several bottles of wine and it was one hell of a good time. It was unconventional, and a little like the Osbornes at times, but we were family.
And a family was something I had so little of; I soaked up all I could.
Rose brought home with her the portfolio they took from her shoot, and all the guys ogled over the swimsuits she had modeled. Alice and I were impressed with the rest of the line as well. And maybe just a little annoyed that our men were drooling all over the pictures of Emmett's wife with us all present.
Then Rose pulled out a bag of swimwear that they let her take from the shoot and threw us each a few pieces. Edward's eyes went large at some of the skimpy bikinis, and I was mentally kicking New York weather for turning chilly in October.
Why couldn't it be sunny and 80 year round?
I wanted to make my man happy. And those swim suits definitely made him happy from the way his semi brushed against my thigh as I leaned into his chest. Yup, he stared at the pictures of Rose half naked, then had skimpy swimsuits thrown at him, and was harder than a fucking rock.
Not sure if that was a good thing or not, considering that it all stemmed from the pictures of his sister in law.
The next week went by with no word from Ben, and even less from the NYPD. James hadn't attempted further contact with me, and I was thankful that my bruises and scratches were healing. They were all but gone.
Thank God.
Edward hadn't tried anything with me since I got home and I was silently berating James any chance I got for taking away my happy time with my Edward. I guess I wouldn't have wanted anything intimate either if he looked like I had but I was craving some serious attention to the nether regions, and needed it soon.
I tried to please Edward as often as he would allow me, but he never gave into my requests saying that he didn't want to hurt me. Blowjobs had become my specialty, and I was more than willing to get on my knees and do some praying in front of him, but most of the time he said he was fine and didn't want me to go down on him if I couldn't get anything in return.
I bought him a large bottle of Jergens at Sams Club and called it even.
Edward and I slept together every night either at his place or mine. Jasper and Alice were always together as well. I started to think that we should either all move in together or swap roommates. It was just a thought though. I didn't want to rush anything that he wasn't comfortable with.
And surprising enough, I couldn't believe I was comfortable with how fast things were going. But it all just felt right. The pieces of the puzzle were all starting to fall into place.
First time I could say that for myself.
Friday night we all decided to go out and party it up a little. The guys had all been busy with work and needed some time to just chill. And us ladies were totally ready to get our dance on. And alcohol mixed with us girls dancing together could potentially lead me in the right direction to get Edward to loosen up about getting down a dirty. I was all for going out for a drink.
Hell, I'm always for drinking!
Halloween was next Saturday, and we wanted to make some plans. Edward's friends Kris and Sam were going to be in town for the weekend and we decided to have a small party at his and Alice's apartment. His friend Alex who used to work at the shop was also flying in and I was excited to meet the guy I had heard so much about.
I was no prude, but I hadn't been to a house party in a long time. I was looking forward to letting loose and relaxing. And dressing up on top of things, was just icing on the cake.
After several drinks and dances with the girls, Edward pulled me out for a dance, wrapping his arms low on my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck. He kissed me passionately not caring that so many people surrounded us. I forgot everyone else in the room when he was like this. I ran my hands through his hair as he kissed my collarbone and up my neck as he sang in my ear.
Melting me verse by verse.
He was singing to 'Let Me Be Myself' by Three Doors Down as he stared intently into my eyes. By the end of the song, he was wiping tears away from my cheeks. His voice was beautiful. My angel. I pulled him in for a chaste kiss, which he chose to deepen as he grabbed my ass.
Yeah, there were people around, but he didn't seem to care, so neither did I.
I felt his pants start to vibrate over my center and I became instantly aroused.
"Did you bring something for me baby?" I cupped his front pocket that was still vibrating, giving him a playful smile. He kissed my cheek before reaching into his pocket and grabbing his phone to show me with a big smirk on his face.
"No, but now that you mention it, that isn't a bad idea." I laughed and kissed his neck and listened to him quietly moan at the contact.
He looked down at his phone again; a worried look across his face, then grabbed my hand to talk in a quieter place. He hands clenched around the phone and his expression was livid as he listened to the voice mail.
"Baby what's wrong?" I rubbed my hand across his cheek as my other arm snaked around his stomach to rub his rock hard abs.
"The shop. Someone threw something at the shop and the front window is shattered." He grabbed my hand and we walked towards the exit. I followed waiting for more of the story not sure what the hell was going on.
"Are the police there?"
"Yeah. That was the alarm company. It must have just happened. We need to go." He called Emmett's phone as we walked.
Well more like he pulled me and I had to run to keep up with his long legs. But what's the difference? The rest of the guys were leaving the bar and were making their way to meet us at the shop.
Edward and I made it the few blocks to the shop to see two cop cars out front with their lights flashing. Edward identified himself as the owner and we made our way inside and turned on the lights and disarmed the alarm. The whole front window was shattered, glass was all over the chairs couch and counter top. There was a brick lying on the floor with a scrap of cloth wrapped around it with a rubber band.
Edward bent down to pick it up, and I recognized what it was immediately. I froze where I was standing unable to move.
I covered my mouth with my hand and gasped. "It was James." That's all I had.
"B. What? You look like you just seen a ghost." Edward had begun rubbing up my arm. His face turning angry. He clenched the brick in his hand at the mention of James and I was for sure for shit that it was going to be thrown in the next few seconds if I didn't get it away from him.
Jasper walked in, trailed by Alice, Rose, and Emmett being careful to step over the glass. Jasper seen the brick in Edward's hand, and stared at the white piece with brown specs all over it. He took my hand and gripped it realizing right away what it was.
"Bell. That's yours. I can't believe he fucking kept it all these years. He's such a fucking perv!" Jasper grabbed me into a tight hug kissing my forehead and running his hand through my hair.
Typical Jasper fashion.
The weird thing was, I didn't feel like crying, or being scared. I was mad. I was pissed at what James had done to Edward.
"What's he talking about B?" Edward held the offensive brick still in his hand. I picked it up and unwrapped the piece of cloth and held it up. My old dried blood was prominent all over the tattered piece of fabric.
"This is mine. It was part of a shirt. I was wearing it the night...the night that..." I was cut off with Edwards nod. He didn't need to hear anymore.
"How do you know it yours?" His eyes told me he was serious and a bit clueless if I might add.
Was he really asking this question?
Did he think I could forget any detail of that night? The night that James raped and beat me nearly to death?
Jasper looked up at Edward with a 'don't fuck with me look' and rubbed my back with soothing circles as I tried to figure out how Edward could be so dense. For someone so hot, and smart, he could be so clueless.
"How the fuck do you think she could forget it E? Hell, I won't ever forget what I saw her wearing that night when she walked up to me at 4 in the fucking morning! Or should I say what was left of what she was wearing. Fucking stupid bro! Damn it!" I rubbed Jasper's arm to calm him down.
The last thing we needed was for the two of them to get in a fight. Not over something stupid like this.
Watching Edward's eyes, you could tell he got it. Almost like a light had gone on and he realized what a dumb fuck he had been. I'm just going to say it was because of the drinks at the bar. That's a good excuse right?
Edward looked at me with sadness in his eyes. "I'm so fucking stupid. That was the dumbest thing I could have ever said B. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking" He held his hand out for me, which I gladly accepted.
"Its OK Don't worry about it. I'm fine but Jazz is right. I will never forget what I was wearing that night. Or what was left of it anyway." I found myself laughing at the memory that came to mind. "Jasper took everything that I'd been wearing and burned it in the waste basket at the motel we stayed at. The front desk called to tell us about smoke that was coming from one of the rooms and told us to evacuate for a possible fire. Little did she know we were the ones with the fire."
Edward looked up at Jasper and gave him an apologetic smile. He reached out for his hand, which Jasper took. "Sorry man, I wasn't thinking straight. Long night."
"Don't worry about it. It just brought up a bad memory is all." Alice led Jasper over to the couch where they sat for a minute. Jasper was not a violent man, but the last couple of weeks were really catching up to him.
While Edward and I talked to the cops and filled out another police report and explained my past once again, Emmett and Jasper got to work with cleaning up the glass.
Luckily, none of the equipment was broken, just the window. Alice was on the phone with the alarm company getting a technician to come out in the morning. It was close to 2am by the time the cops left and we were all spent. Edward and Emmett found some pieces of plywood in the back and boarded up the open window best they could. Edward was going to call the glass company in the morning and get a new piece installed.
Once the mess was cleaned up, it was close to 4am, and we were all exhausted.
Edward insisted on not leaving the shop so no one would break in and demanded that the rest of us go home to get some sleep. None of us wanted to leave him alone and after bitching for a while, he finally gave up. His face showed that he was stressed, and I knew it wasn't just because of the shop. James was really getting under his skin. He didn't need to say it for me to realize it. It was written all over his face.
We camped out on the couches that were out front and in the back room and fell asleep shortly.
Well, everyone except for Edward. He sat on the couch as I slept with my head in his lap. Any time that I woke and looked up at him, he was just staring off into space with an aggravated look across his face, like he was really trying to control his anger. I didn't know what to say. I knew he was upset about what happened. Not because of the broken window, but because James was here. But I thought of it as a good thing, because we knew that he was in the city.
Now I just needed to figure out how to get him to come out so we could get pay back. Well we needed him to come out. The guys wouldn't allow me to have anything to do with him that I was sure of.
In the morning, Edward called the glass company, and they had an installer there by noon. He closed up the shop for the day, as after the glass was installed and the alarm company had come out we were all even more drained. Edward was also getting a chain gait installed the next morning that would go over the window so if this happened again the shop would still be protected.
By 3pm, we made our way home still in the same clothes we had gone to the bar in the night before. We all said good-bye and parted ways trying to get to our beds as fast as possible. Alice and Jasper crashed at our place and Edward and I at theirs.
Edward and I took a quick shower, and for once I was OK with nothing romantic going down. I was too tired to even think of that shit. He threw me a shirt to sleep in, and we crawled into bed. I tried to apologize for what had happened, but Edward wouldn't allow it. He said that was what insurance was for and not to worry.
It wasn't my fault and I knew it, but if it hadn't been for me, then James wouldn't have found Edward. James was obviously in town and following us, otherwise he wouldn't have even known about Edward in the first place.
Eventually sleep won, and I cuddled into Edward's side and fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up noticing that it was dark out. We had apparently slept all day. It felt like only minutes. I reached over to cuddle Edward and found only sheets and pillows. His side of the bed was cold, so I knew he had gotten up a while ago. I rolled onto my side and glanced up at the clock and noticed it was almost 10pm.
I heard voices in the kitchen. I could hear yelling on the other side of the closed bedroom door. It was Edward. I sat there and listened not sure if I should interrupt, curious at what was going on.
"I can't do this Emm. He's fucking here, and he's playing games!" Edward yelled.
'Bro. You gotta calm down. You're gonna freak Bella out and she doesn't need that right now. As soon as we find out more shit on this freak we'll take him down. The fucker isn't getting away with what he did to her, and for your shop." Emmett was trying to calm him down if that were at all possible.
"Jesus. Emm. You didn't see the bruises and scratches covering her body! It fucking tore me up. It still does. And to think this wasn't the first time that this happened or even the second, I'm about to fucking lose my mind!" I could just picture him smoke in hand, running his free hand through his hair as he paced the floor. I heard a loud thud and realized something had either gotten punched or thrown. "I cant loose her Emm."
My heart sunk. He really thought that something more was going to happen to me. I don't know how, seeing as though I have 3 guard dogs with me at all times.
I wanted to go to him. Comfort him. But he needed to get this out.
"E. Nothing's going to happen to her. We'll make damn sure of it. And when we do find the fucker he wont be walking when we're done with him." Emmett was laughing.
They were looking forward to fucking around with James. I am not a violent person, but the thought of James getting a taste of his own medicine was enticing.
"When I see him, I don't think I'll be able to keep my cool. I don't want to kill the guy, not totally anyways, I think going to prison and getting ass raped is a better punishment, but he will know that he answers to me for the fucked up things he's done." I laughed to myself at the ass raping comment.
"E you'll be fine. Jasper and I will be there to make sure it doesn't go to far. We won't let you. I know what you're thinking, and you're not that guy anymore."
What the fuck was Emmett talking about? I found myself leaning closer to the door so that I could hear better.
"I'll never forgive myself for the way I acted Emm. I can't believe Carlisle and Esme ever wanted to keep me after I fucked up so badly." Edward was crying. I could hear how choked up he was and fought the knot that was forming in my own throat.
"It was a long time ago E. And do you remember the fucked up shit you were on? I thank God every fucking day that you're clean now man. You weren't yourself when you used to fight. We all knew that. And no one holds it against you either." So Edward did fight. My assumptions were right.
"I have no idea why I let Aron talk me into that shit in the first place. I was fucking stupid. And so naive Yeah, the drugs were my fault, I did that. But the other shit. God. What was I thinking? I could have killed some of those guys."
"Dude. Aron got you into fighting because you were a stoner with pent up rage. You would fucking go ape shit any time anyone mentioned anything about Edward or Elizabeth. You were easy money, and Aron only saw dollar signs when he looked at you. But that isn't you anymore. And again, we'll be there to back you up. You've got nothing to worry about bro."
"Yeah well you better be. I can't guarantee I will leave him alive if it's just me alone with the piece of shit. And its just me Emm, you and Jasper are there for support and to make sure I don't kill this fucker. Jasper had his chance with him, and I don't need Rose and Alice down my back for dragging you guys down with me. You got it? I have pretty good control over my rage now, and I've never let Bella see what I used to be like, and I'm not planning on showing it to her anytime soon, but I cant guarantee that I would be able to keep my cool." Edward finished taking a deep breath.
" The last thing Bella needs is for you to end up in jail. How do you think she would deal with that? Besides, It sounds like Jasper has already gone that route, several times for her, and I don't think she needs it on her shoulders if you were next. And how would it look on your record? I know you want to move forward with Bella, so you gotta keep you rage to a minimum. Well unless it's in bed." Edward started laughing and Emmett continued. I felt my cheeks burning with blush. "Come on bro. I know how you are. Kinky and shit. I bet she wouldn't mind some of that rage coming out in that room over there. How long has it been anyways?"
"A long fucking time. And I don't want to hurt Bella you fucking freak. I want to love her and let her know what a fucking Goddess I think she is." I about creamed myself at that moment.
"Oh cut the fucking pansy ass shit. You're turning into a fucking girl. Did you want me to get you a skirt?" Emmett was laughing hysterically. "Bella wants to be fucked hardcore. OK OK, made LOVE too hard-core. I see the way you guys are together. I do have to say I'm a little surprised you guys haven't sealed the deal yet little bro."
"I'm taking it at her pace. And when it happens, it will be perfect. God, I am sounding like a fucking girl. Yes I want to fuck her. I want to fuck her 6 ways from Sunday. I want to do things to her that I'm not proud of. Ugh! Get me a beer bitch! I'm gonna go wake up Bella. Oh and order a pizza while your at it, I'm fucking starved."
Edward opened the door and saw me standing there in the dark. I stretched my arms up to make it look like I had just gotten up. Edward wrapped me into a tight hug and kissed me passionately.
"Hey beautiful. You're up!" He continued to kiss my neck as he ran his hands over my naked thighs.
"Yeah. I was sad though when I woke and you weren't there." I leaned into his chest and sucked lightly on his neck.
"Emmett was pounding on the door about an hour ago and I didn't want him to wake you so I got up and told him to fuck off. Are you hungry? He's ordering pizza." Edward continued to kiss my neck and rub my back.
"Mmm. I am hungry." I said staring into his eyes. His lips on me were too much to handle and I wanted to play. "But I think I want some sausage on my pizza."
That was all it took.
He hardened almost immediately with my words and began kissing me all over. His hands were under the shirt I was wearing and skimming up and down my thighs and onto my silk covered ass. I kneeled down in front of him and pulled down the boxers he was wearing and took his hardened length in my hand. I stroked up and down it eliciting heavy panting from my man. I then took him in my mouth and began to suck and lick all that I could. Edward placed his hands in my hair and massaged my head as it bobbed up and down.
"You taste fucking awesome baby." I said bringing him back in my mouth. I paid special attention to his piercing making him moan loudly.
"B. You're so fucking good at that. I fucking love you and your lips. How the fuck did you get so good at this? Wait.... maybe I don't want to know." He moaned as I speed up my talents.
"Well, I'm glad that my boyfriend thinks I'm a slut, but that's not that case." I said as he rolled his eyes at me. I sucked him once more before continuing. "I read Cosmo, and have watched my fair share of porn living with Jasper for so long."
"Porn and Cosmo huh?" He asked. I nodded my head and continued to work my magic. "I am so getting you a fucking subscription to Cosmo if you keep this up. Wonder what else you could learn?" He laughed and I just kept going. "And porn, well, I can't tell you what a turn on that is knowing that you have a bit of a fetish. Would you watch it with me sometime?" And act out a few scenes? Hell to the yeah!
I nodded and continued to suck and pump for several minutes before he started to twitch then filled my mouth. I sucked and swallowed all that I could, before pulling his boxers back up and standing before him. He wrapped me in a tight hug once again.
"Thank you baby. Did you still want sausage on your pizza? Or did you get your fill?" The smirk on his face was a mile long. Yup, I put that there.
"No I think I got my fill. I am starved though." I looked around the floor attempting to find some clothes I had left here when Edward grabbed my heated center from behind, massaging it through my thin panties.
As good as his hands on me felt, I had to talk to him about what I heard. What? Seriously?
"E? I have to tell you something." He looked at me questioning me as he gripped waist. "I was listening to part of your conversation with Emm. What was he talking about with the fighting? I'm sorry for ease dropping, I couldn't help myself."
He ran his hands in his hair before wrapping his arms around my waist once again "Its OK It's all in my past. I'm not that person any more. I guess I used the excuse of my parents fucking me up as a reason to fuck myself up. I did a lot of things I'm not proud of, drugs, stealing, using women, fighting." He looked up at me to judge my face of what he just said.
"How many girls have you been with?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answer to this, but I couldn't help but ask. Please for the love of God let it be under 50! But seeing as he is walking sex, it was probably higher.
He stared at me for a second before continuing. "When I was in high school, I guess you could have called me a male whore. I never dated any of those girls, but found that you didn't need to date them to fuck them. I'm not proud of it Bella. I used them." I looked at him and nodded for him to continue. "I would say somewhere around 15-20. I never loved any of them. They were just toys to me. Some girls have no self worth, and it was easy to take advantage of them. So I did. I know I'm a fucker for what I had done." He looked sad.
I kissed him fiercely bringing him out of his self-pity. "I don't think of you any differently. You're still my E. I don't care what you did with other girls in your past. Well, I do, but I'll get over it. As long as none of them meant what I do to you." I want the name and number of every single one of those bitches so I can hunt them down dead.
He kissed me back and wrapped me in his arms tighter. " I haven't done anything like that in years though, I mean years. None of them hold a candle to you B. You are my love, my life. I wont ever use you for meaningless sex. You mean so much more to me than that. And I kick myself everyday knowing what you had gone through. James used you. Just like I used those girls."
"You. Are. Not. James." He tried to look away from me, but I pushed his chin up so he was staring into my eyes. "And those girls sound like they were just as willing to get their fix as much as you were. And who can blame them, looking like the God you are. And I know you E. You didn't do anything remotely close to what James did. You didn't beat them every time you were with them, make them have sex with you when you felt like it even though they were bruised and battered. You didn't force yourself on them every chance you got. You didn't rape them." I said the last part looking down. I didn't want to see his face. His grip tightened around my waist.
"Your right. I'm not like James. I didn't do any of that shit. And I would never do any of that shit. I wont ever hurt you Bella. You don't have to feel afraid. And I wont ever force you into anything that you aren't ready for. I will wait for you. As long as it takes." He kissed my nose.
"Thank you. And I know you aren't like him. I just don't want you beating yourself up for things you can't control. And I'm not afraid of you. I feel so safe when I'm with you, and I feel like I can actually breath. That isn't something I've been able to do in a long time."
"So, can I ask you how many guys you've been with?" Edward stared at me questioningly.
"3." He looked up at me with a confused look on his face. He knew about James and Jake. And I'm assuming as soon as I told him about the third he was going to shit a brick. "Jazz and I were each others first. But like I said it didn't work out. We're too good of friends." He surprised me by laughing.
"I kind of assumed it would be Jasper. And as much as I don't want to think of the two of you engaging in that kind of.... situation, I guess it's better him than some other guy. I can't imagine it was anything spectacular." He kissed me softly as I rolled my eyes. "Too bad I have to go kick his ass for fucking with my girl." He was still smiling so I knew he wasn't serious.
"Speaking of fighting...can we get back to my original question?" He nodded and took a deep breath.
"This guy I met when I was 17, his name was Aron. He was 22 and I hung out with his crowd during my drug days. He seen me beating the shit out a fucker one day, when Alice decided to hang out with us and was being eye fucked by the douche. She was 15 and he was 20. Anyways, he said he liked my style and wanted me to enter in some fights for him. They were literally chicken fights. They were held in abandoned buildings and people would put money on the winner. I in return got endless supplies of my favorite comforts. Coke, pot, pills, you name it. So I fought, and I always won. Aron knew about my birth parents not giving a fuck about me, and he used it to his advantage. He would get me riled up and then get me fighting. I did that shit for almost 2 years."
I stared at him waiting for him to continue. " Esme was distraught that I didn't want to go to school after I graduated, she thought I had so much potential with my art, but I had a job, and my trust fund to live off of. Emmett was my right hand man, making sure that I never got to out of hand, and supported me. One night I was totally fucked up, I snorted to many lines of coke and was out of my mind. The guy I was fighting said something about me being a fuck up and that was why my parents abandoned me and I lost it. I almost killed the guy Bella. Emmett got me out of there before the police showed up and I stopped fighting. Aron was pissed for a long time, threatening me and shit, but really he was fucking stupid to be threatening me. The guy who won every fucking fight I was entered in. He eventually gave up and found himself another fighter. With the help of my family, I got clean. Emmett took some time off from his dead end job and traveled with me while we both worked on our art. When we got back, I opened up the shop and the rest you already know." He kissed me on the forehead as we stood there in silence for several minutes. "You've heard a lot tonight. I obviously have some anger issues, and even though they're nothing like they used to be, I'm still dealing with them. Do you think you can still accept me as is? I've never opened up to someone like this, other than Alice and Emmett. I've never trusted anyone with this information."
I kissed him before speaking. "You love me as is. And I'm broken. I love you as is. Always. No matter what you would tell me about your past, I'm not going anywhere E. I'm yours. Your Bella."
He smiled at me and rubbed my back. "Just as I'm yours. And you're not broken. We both have some fucked up pasts, but we're here, together now. And we can only move forward."
"I heard you talking about wanting to face James. Although I can't say I'm 100% comfortable with the idea, I think you can hold your own. It actually turns me on just a little to know that you want to defend my honor like that." I rubbed my self on him as I spoke. My lower half was the one speaking now.
"Oh yeah, and you don't think I'm doing this because I'm furious over my shop?" I pushed his chest. "I'm kidding. Its for you B. Its all for you."
"Speaking of things that turn me on. I got my fill of you, but...." He kissed me not letting me finish my sentence.
"I don't think I got mine though." He pulled me towards the bed ravishing my neck. He continued to rub me and just as he was about to pull my panties down, Emmett came barging in the room with a huge smile on his face.
"Pizza's here fuckers!"
Talk about a cock block.
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