Ok this chapter is actually written by me. Yet we still

owe this amazing story to MurderedLove, who was the one that came

up with this idea. I hope you like how I keep writing the story and if you don't

like it please tell me because I want to be this story to end

as good as it began. This chapter is little bit short but this is the

first one, I assure you that the next ones will be

longer.

As always the characters don't belong to me but to S. Meyer. Well. at least that is what she wants you to believe, I'm telling you she's playing with your minds guys. Don't let her.

Everything I once thought to be perfect proved to be not at this moment. Every dream I had, that we had, was now broken. I could only focus in the man before me. The gun pointing to Edward. One bullet coming out of his berretta and my world would crash to pieces.

I tried to move, to do something in order to stop whatever thing he was planning on doing. Yet I could not find the strength to say or do what was needed. I turned to see Edward, and the look on his face scared me. The mix of determination, fear, love, anger and so many other emotions I could not decipher showed. Yet he still looked beautiful.

All around us was still going in slow motion. The people running, the priest astonished that someone did actually crash the wedding, some chairs falling to the floor while others already laid on it. It seemed as if a tornado made his presence known in our backyard. What once started as a beautiful wedding was now a chaos. The most important day of my life so far and he had to come and ruin it.

And then he spoke. That was my cue to snap out of my self induced daze and come back to the real world.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?? Little Bellsie is getting married? I don't think so." His gun was still pointing at Edward. "Let me tell you a story Isabella. Once upon a time there was a little princess, who was supposed to marry the prince from a nearby country. Days before the wedding the princess disappeared. The only clue her father and her fiancee had was a little note the princess left saying she ran away with her lover, a pathetic peasant nobody cared about."

Oh my Gosh. He was scaring me now. I knew that he pause only tried to create a dramatic effect, but what I was feeling right now was far worse from it. The suspense was going to drive me crazy. I looked at Edward through the corner of my eye. He was one second away from pouncing on him.

"But I guess you already know this part of this story Isabella. Let me tell you the end. The king was fool enough to allow his daughter's misbehavior, he was willing to let her go with the stupid peasant instead of dragging her back home and make her marry her fiancee. So the prince did the only logical thing. He killed the king. Yes you heard it right, he killed the king."

"Since there was no princess to take the throne the prince did it for her. It wouldn't matter because eventually the princess would become the queen. The prince did everything in his power to find the princess and here we are. Do you want to know what I'm going to with you?? I'll drag you home, were you belong. I'll do what your father should have done in the very first place."

He started walking slowly towards me, his gun still pointing at Edward. I was still paralyzed from the fear, but was aware enough to every little thing going around me.

He stopped to take his fedora and his coat off. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows letting us know that he was getting into dirty and serious business.

"No!!! Don't you dare touch one single hair of her beautiful head Jacob. I swear that if you do..."

"What will you do then Cullen. Look around you. My men are all over the place, once single movement I consider dangerous and you're out the game boy."

I saw Edward's clenched fist. He was going to do something reckless and stupid and it was my duty to prevent it form happening. I tried to gather a little bit of bravado. All the courage I had left was smashed together in the actions I was going to do.

"What do you want Jacob? If it is the Mafia you can have it. You said it yourself, my father is gone. Nothing can keep you from becoming Il Capo di la Mafia. Go back to Italy and let us be. I promise you, I won't try to keep you from being the boss. I'll even stay away from that damn country if it's that what you want."

I couldn't believe my own words. Saying it out loud only made it more real. My father was gone and I was the one to blame.

"Tsk, tsk Bella. You think if things were that easy I would be causing this commotion at the other side of the planet. No darling. I'm here because I want you, I lust for you. You see, I could have given you the world had you asked for it. But now, now you don't have any right. And since daddy dearest is no longer among us, no one will be able to protect you. And you'll start behaving as what you really are: a cheap little slut.

"I'll make her scream my name while I hover over her petite frame having my way with her."

The evil smirk he portrayed was painted by the devil himself. This was not the Jacob I used to know. I was shocked by his words, but most of all hurt I never thought Jacob capable of being such a lower being.

What came next was something I couldn't have foreseen. Alice came out of nowhere yelling like a mad woman while running towards Jacob. She was what kept Edward from launching himself at Jacob and breaking his face for the words he said.

"You bastard. While don't you go and fuck some pathetic Italian girl and leave Edward and Bella alone!"

I couldn't believe my ears. Cute, little adorable Alice cursing. My eyes watered due the emotion my friend produced in me.

"Hey pixie, if I were you, I would keep my tiny mouth shut. That is if you value your life. And about me screwing some pathetic Italian girl, don't worry I will. That girl is going to be Bella."

Alice and I gasped while Edward went red with anger once again. He using all he had to keep his anger in check. I moved and positioned myself in front of him trying to block him from Jacob. He put his arms around me and hugged my waist. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.

"Don't say a word about the baby, we don't know how he might react" he whispered. I softly nodded in response. He was the only one able to notice due to the closeness of our bodies.

"Watch your steps fools. Did you think that I would treat Bella like she the queen of the world? After she did what she did?? You are delusional." He rolled his eyes.

"And what makes you believe that I'm going to let Bella leave with you?"

"Well as I said before the place is surrounded by my men. There's no way a single man, two weak women and that old rag you call priest could take them down. Second your little lovey, dovey girl will come with me on her own. There will be no need to drag her." He was smiling smugly at the end of his sentence.

I forgot all about the priest standing behind us during our quarrel. I sort of thought he left like the rest of the people.

"And what makes you be so sure that I'm going back willingly to Italy?"

"That's easy, because if you don't come I'll kill Masen."

"Wh-what?"

"You heard it wench. I'll kill the man. And don't doubt me cause you don't know what I'm capable of."

I sob escaped through my lips.

"Yo-you can-n't do i-it. Not Ed-Edward."

"Oh I made the little princess cry. I'm such a bad boy. You make me sick Isabella. Actually you should be glad that I'm such in a good mood that I'll spare his life. I should kill him as a punishment. First daddy and now hubby. What a sad story, the kind of sad story you deserve to live..."

My vision was blurry. I couldn't contain the tears any longer, they were flowing like a river down my face. The only thing that kept me on my feet was Edward. He was holding me like there was no tomorrow. I knew that he feared for my life and the life of our child. I also knew that what Jacob said was not just an empty threat. It was his plan all along to get rid of Edward, it was no secret that Jacob wanted him dead even before what happened between Edward and I. Now he had the perfect excuse.

I knew that he could feel my hesitation. He could always read me like an open book. His arms strengthened his grasp around my waist. Jacob was right. I'd willingly go with him if that meant that Edward's safety was promised. Yet Edward would rather die than allow that scum bag to lay a finger on me.

What to do? I have two options: to do as Jacob's wishes or to do as Edward's wishes. Sadly I cannot have things my own way.

"Well Isabella I don't have all day. I am a very busy man. All the cards lay on the table and now is your turn. You choose: either him or me. You know the consequences of choosing him and you've only got one chance."

I looked at him. My mind was set. The look of determination in my face gave my answer away.

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