Explanation?

Jasper POV.

Seth and I ducked under the yellow tape put up around Alices stoop. The front door was buckled in and Moggy was yowling from her carry cage sat on the bottom step of the stairs. I stopped to stroke her through the bars while Seth got an account of what went down from the nearest police officer.

"Bailey, get to work and disperse that crowd." Ordered Marcus as he came through the front door. "Whitlock, leave that cat alone and take notes."

"Good girl Moggy." I whispered as I withdrew my hand and took out my notepad.

"Mrs Aspall from next door witnessed Miss Swan enter the house. Approximately three minutes later she heard a gunshot go off. After knocking on the door with no reply she called it in. Officers on the scene had to batter down the door as it was double locked from the inside. They scoured the premises and found this."

Marcus lead us through to Bellas room. Her gun lay discarded on the floor inside the door, a small pool of blood seepining into the carpet close by and giant red letters spray painted on the wall.

"We found evidence of the back gate being tampered with but no forced entry on any of the exterior doors or windows. Looks like our victim just vanished into thin air."

"She's not a victim." I snapped. "Bella is a fighter. She's not dead." At least I hope she's not, I thought to myself.

Seth and I processed Bellas room together. Each taking multiple swabs and photographs, finger prints and fibre samples. When we had scoured the entirety of Bellas room, Seth took to the back gate while I printed every surface in the kitchen.

"YOU BETTER TELL ME NOW, MARCUS!" The booming voice made me jump and smudge the print I was lifting.

Oh crap! Nobody told Emmett.

BPOV.

I was cold and it was dark. I was tied to a hard chair and I couldn't move. I licked my dry, cracked lips and my stomach rolled at the taste of dried blood. I could hear frantic whispering but I couldn't make out any words. I squinted my eyes in hopes to see through the dimness. No luck.

Something wet touched my hand and I jumped, startled.

"She's awake." I heard a man yell nearby. He sounded familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Lights flickered on overhead and I had to squint at the sudden brightness. I looked as far around as I could see. From what I could gather, I was in a small warehouse similar to the one at the docks where we found the first two victims of the serial.

"Oh my sweet, sweet Bella. You should of come home when you had the chance." Renee walked into view, wielding my gun from Arizona.

"Mom?" I croaked. "What's going on? What are you doing?"

"Silence! You insolent little brat! All I wanted was a perfect little girl, but oh no, you had to go and play with the big boys. Why couldn't you of gone into a girly profession? You could of been a model. An actress. Anything. Instead you chose to be a police officer, like your hopeless father." She was waving the gun around like a maniac, a wild look in her eyes. "Boys are hopeless. Wouldn't know what to do unless there is a woman to tell them. That's why we had to leave them, you know. Me and you. I only ever wanted a little girl. So many boys came before you and I swear god was punishing me. So I did everything in my power to get rid of them.

Charlie soon cottoned on though. So when I fell pregnant agian, with yet another boy, he followed me like a shadow until it was too late to get rid of the baby. So unfortunately along came your stupid big brother. Charlie named him of course. Emmett. Pshh, what a stupid name. Charlie left me alone after that. So I played my part of the doting mother, but inside I hated that little boy. Three more came after him, although this time I never told Charlie. Easy to get rid of they were. Then we were blessed with you. At last I had my perfect little girl. The one I had always dreamed of having." She smiled sweetly down at me. "So I left with you the first chance I got. But you didnt want to play with dollies or do dress up. No, you wanted to climb trees and play in the dirt. I had been cursed with a damaged daughter. Probably as payback for all those little boys I didn't want." Renee was sobbing now and my head was a mess.

Thoughts ran rampant in my mind. Renee is mentally unstable. It's because of dad that Emmett survived and she's the one telling me that I'm damaged?!

"Mom, please." I begged, although I didn't know what I was begging for.

"Now you decide to call me mom? All these years it's been 'Renee'. Never mommy. WHY DIDN'T YOU EVER CALL ME MOMMY?" She screamed in my face.

"BECAUSE YOU WERE A TERRIBLE MOTHER!" I screamed back. The words were out of my mouth in an instant, my bloodied lips stinging with the force of my shouting.

Renee looked shocked at my outburst, but it was quickly replaced with one of utmost fury. "HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed, lunging for me.

Slaps and punches rained down upon me, but I only had one thought. I had to stay alive for my baby.

So it was Renee after all. Let's hope they find Bella soon or who knows what Renee will do...

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