A/N: this is a new thing im trying where everybody is killed in some way... i think it's kinda funny, but PLEASE NO FLAMES!!! if u dont like stories where people die, then dont read my fic. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, bla, bla, nor do I own Cadillac.

P.S.-Check out some of my other fics, McDonalds Breaks Your Bones, The Bookbag, Edward Scissorhands: Twilight Edition, and a poem called Love. Tell me what you think about them please!

ALSO, I DON'T UPDATE VERY OFTEN, BUT I'LL TRY HARDER.

HUGE THANKYOU'S TO edward-lover-12-twilight AND Twilightchick14. I LOVED YOUR PM'S TO ME AND THEY MADE ME FEEL REALLY LOVED AND AWESOME. THANKS!

ON WITH THE CHAPTER!!!

Prev. Chapter:

I paid no heed and pushed it to the back of my mind, knowing that I was falling for my killer.

Bella POV:

Edward and I talked for hours, not really listening to what each other had to say, but storing it in our subconscious for another time, while we just looked at each other's movements as they talked.

It was amazingly wonderful, to just talk, knowing that I wouldn't be judged because of my past.

We laughed, blushed, and cried at each other's life stories, but it was the most wonderful thing in my life.

I learned that Edward's father had been in a mob, involved with drugs and murders and gang stuff, and his mother had been a heroine addict (A/N: i totally had to put that, i couldn't help it :D). Edward had been pushed to follow in his father's footsteps, but when Edward Senior killed his wife Elizabeth, he had been forced to kill his own father. He'd been on the run for years, but not fearing the police, only the other people of the mob and various gangs affiliated with Edward Senior's work.

To get money, he killed for people, which he now realizes is wrong. But it took me for him to believe it, something even he couldn't thoroughly convince me was true. I didn't think I was the cause of him giving up everything, I wasn't even worth it.

I told him of the few boyfriends I'd ever had, always ending badly with someone getting hurt. Like my boyfriend before Jake, Kyle, who had taken it upon himself to make me eat nothing for days at a time so I'd 'look prettier' for him. I finally got so starved that I fell down two flights of stairs and out a window (A/N: i also couldn't resist :p) just so I could stay at home and eat food and to be away from him. My mom talked to his parents, and he got shipped off to military school. Hehe.

I talked about how I hate Forks, how everything is too green (which he laughed at) and how it feels like the sky is about to fall on top of me every time I step outside. How I have mild asthma and am very uncoordinated, and even why I wear brown socks every day (which is related to how everything is too green).

We surveyed each tiny expression on each other's faces, which made talking a little bit uncomfortable at times, but it was so refreshing, like a breath of cool autumn air on a good morning run.

Jake POV:

I knew something was going on because her killer hadn't contacted me yet. Of course, I had an untraceable phone, which I'd throw away as soon as it was confirmed and I knew where to send the money to, but the call should have come already.

But, I hadn't gotten a call yet, and she wasn't at school today, which should mean that she's dead, which should mean I'd have gotten a call already, but impatience doesn't make anything go faster, so I sat around waiting. ALL DAY.

The next day....

Still no call, but I thought I saw her in the hallway once or twice. Still, I couldn't be sure because if she wasn't dead then she was ditching the classes she had with me and something had gone horribly wrong. After school, I scoped the parking lot, and when I saw her climb into a big black Caddilac Escalade with another guy, I was furious. I had never seen the guy before, and he didn't go to school here, but he definitely wasn't a relative of her's in any way because I saw him lean over and kiss her ON THE MOUTH!!! and then hold her hand while pulling out of the student lot. Damn.

I had no words to describe how I felt, so...so...betrayed, like she somehow belonged to me and nobody else. Why would she do that? Unless...no, that's stupid. Akiller is a killer, in cold blood, nothing more, nothing less...who was not even supposed to say one word to her. As many bullets as it takes to kill her, then leave, call me, and collect the payment. Done. End of story. But...what if..? No! It's impossible, so stop being an idiot.

Still, I was worried. Well, if something had gone wrong, I knew who to call to take care of it properly: Jane, the second best assassin in the world, next to Edward. Edward who obviously
is a fucking douche bag pussy who can't kill a girl. Haha, but Jane would kill anybody, anytime. No questions asked, but she wanted more money than the infamous Edward, so she was second best. I would give her the ten grand that was meant for Edward, plus an extra seven grand to kill both of them and dispose of the bodies.

Selling drugs does pay off, that's why I'm so damn rich.

A/N: Okay, so it's going to get really complicated and twisted very soon, with the addition of Jane and I'm putting in Alice soon also. She's gonna be Bella's bff, and Rosalie (who is Alice's bff too) decides that she was a total bitch and she wants to apologize to Bella. It's way hard to explain without giving it away, and the chapters will hopefully be way longer, but like the title says, everyone dies in this fic. :D