Chapter 12

Bella's POV

Glancing at the clock on the bedside table I found that it was fast approaching 3am now and I was still pacing. It was laughable, truly, truly laughable. I had regained consciousness some 5 minutes after fainting and instantly found myself in the bedroom I was in now and instead of answering the never ending pit of questions I had circling my mind what did my father do? Told me to relax and get some rest.

Relax. Seriously!

Who in the ever loving hell could relax after finding out that not only their father and brother are walking for a Mafia family but they joined so as to keep you from getting kidnapped and butchered? Really, relax.

HA!

So instead of relaxing, I paced. I must have paced around this infernal room so many times that the floor was most likely in danger of giving out.

"You can't keep doing this forever you know." My brain told me logically. "You were up an hour past dawn, spent almost all day doing something you loathe and learned that Dad and Emmett are in the Mafia. You need rest before you can begin to work through this." My brain said stubbornly.

Is it considered a sign of madness if your brain talks to you?

Instead of being granted with an answer, I yawned. Okay, fine. I need sleep and because I am obviously not going home any time soon, I have no choice. I throw myself on to the bed, not bothering to change into the pyjamas that had been left for me. If you can call them that, try a silk nightie that doesn't even cover my ass.

Much to my relief, it wasn't long before sleep claimed me.

Next Morning...

Waking up in a strange and new place has a way of putting your mind and body on alert. Yet for some reason when you know you're in a house with criminals it also sparks the imagination and not in a good way. Though I would have liked nothing more than to stay in the room that was effectively my cell, I needed to get cleaned up.

Luckily I didn't run into anyone on my way to and from the bathroom, with the exception of the guard that was now standing outside my door.

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

The man startled at my voice and turned to look at me. That was when I saw that 'man' was a fast overstatement, Christ sake he was younger than me.

"I've been ordered to protect you, Miss Swan." He said confidently.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Really, I think you and I both know that when they say 'protect' they actually mean 'follow'. What? Afraid that I'll go blabbing to the Feds?" I replied scandalized.

My tone suddenly made the boy very nervous. Without another word however I simply marched past him and back into my cell. I wasn't an idiot, I knew there was no way in hell that they were going to let me leave unless I played ball. But after shutting the door on him and sinking to the floor, a truly horrid thought came to me.

What if they asked my own father to silence me? What if my word and the fact that my father and brother work for them wasn't enough for the other bosses to guarantee that I wouldn't go to the Feds and they decide to eliminate all three of us?

Why? Why did these people have to come to Forks of all places?

The fear of what might happen to Emmett, Dad and I only added to my guilt. After all, if I hadn't come into this world, then Dad never would have felt like there was no other choice but to turn to a crime family for help.

A sob ripped from my chest and I curled into a ball and cried.

Felix's POV

Man, I knew when I followed in my late father's footsteps into this life there would be some messed up shit but this was fucking ridiculous. The bosses and their seconds were going absolutely ape shit over an enemy employee approaching the four daughters. I don't think I've ever actually known them to truly loose their shit like this, not even when Chief Swan first came to them a few years back.

"They're really going fucking nuts in there," Demetri told me as he closed the door behind him.

I'm on guard duty outside, to make sure none of the women accidentally get caught in the anger storm going on inside.

"Still no leads then on where that spineless coward is hiding then." I stated.

Demetri shook his head.

"I don't know who's more pissed off in there the Swans or the Dons." Demetri replied. "I can tell you this though, when they get this fucker, mercy will be pulled from the dictionary." he added.

Knowing just how vicious the dons can be when they're face to face with a standard criminal, the very thought of what they'll do to the dumbass who approached the daughters. Well, let's just say I need a fire to defrost my blood.

"Anybody know where Miss Swan is?" I asked, I hadn't laid eyes on the girl for myself yet but apparently she was a looker.

Demetri, as always, knew exactly where my mind was heading.

"Don't. Jasper's already laid claim, and you know as well as I do nobody knows what that fucker's truly capable of." Demetri warned.

Well shit. That was depressing, then again Aro had recently hired a new secretary by the name of Gianna.

"Laid claim? Such a polite way to talk about my son's feelings, Demetri." Mrs Cullen's voice came from my right, causing the two of us jump out of skin.

"Mrs Cullen, to what do we owe the pleasure of your company?" Demetri stammered out.

Smooth talker.

Mrs Cullen looked at him sternly for a moment before turning to me.

"Felix, would you be so kind as to take Isabella some breakfast up? I would do it myself but..." Mrs Cullen trailed off upset.

I nodded.

"Absolutely, Mrs Cullen. Being a child who also endured the shocking revelation of my father being part of the family, I know what she is going through. I'll see if I can get her to open up about everything." I told her sombrely.

Mrs Cullen smiled at me before silently instructing me to follow her into the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen, Mrs Cullen wasted no time in handing me a tray filled with food.

"Here we go," Mrs Cullen said with fake cheer.

I looked at the food and felt my mouth water.

"This looks delicious, Mrs Cullen." I told her.

"Thank you, Felix." Mrs Cullen replied, still looking rather sad.

I couldn't help but feel bad for her and Miss Swan.

"She just needs to time to get her head around everything, Mrs Cullen. You'll see, give her a couple of days and she'll start coming round." I told her, hoping that I was coming across encouraging.

"I hope you're right, Felix." Mrs Cullen replied. "Anyway, you best get that up to Bella before it gets cold." She added.

"Right away Mrs Cullen." I agreed before heading off upstairs.

As I headed upstairs I saw my fellow brothers in arms going in and out of different rooms, most of them on their phones, no doubt trying to get a lead on the soon to be dead scum bag. Most of the house was alive with activity, until I reached the floor where Miss Swan currently resided. Turning into the hall I found Alec standing in front of the bedroom door holding his left cheek.

"What's with you?" I said in greeting.

"Miss Swan slapped me," he mumbled.

I had to bite the inside of my mouth to keep from laughing.

"Why?" I choked out.

Alec mumbled under his breath incoherently.

"What?" I prodded.

"I, accidentally followed her into the bathroom." Alec said with a resigned sigh.

My eyes almost popped out of my head.

"Dude! Are you nuts?" I asked him horrified.

Alex looked at me desperately, clearly terrified.

"I didn't mean to! I was just trying to get her to talk to me, man." Alec told me before throwing a glance back to the door. "I took over from Sam first thing this morning, he said she spent most of the night balling her eyes out." Alec whispered.

At that, I was speechless. I honestly couldn't think of what to say, poor kid probably felt like she had no one to talk to.

"Knock the door for me, will you. Orders from Mrs Cullen to deliver some breakfast." I told him solemnly.

Alec nodded and knocked twice on the door.

"Go away!" A voice came from the other side and I could hear that she had probably been crying again.

"Miss Swan, my name is Felix. I have some breakfast for you." I said, raising my voice a little.

My words were meant with silence.

"I'm sure you're hungry and this food looks and smells incredible." I said, I can't believe I have to persuade someone to eat. I'm usually starving and tormenting someone with food.

"Is it just you?" She asked.

I sagged a little in relief.

"Yes, I give you my word." I replied.

There was moment when I thought she would tell me to piss off, instead she unlocked the door and opened it a little.

"The perv stays outside!" She said sternly.

I had to smirk at that.

"Not a problem." I replied.

Alec took a step back, clearly not wanting to get another slap. While I entered the bedroom and when I did I was shocked by what I found.

Holding the door open was a young 17 year old girl, whose skin was pale and puffy eyes. It was very clear that she had been crying and most likely had gotten very little sleep. If any.

"Miss Swan," I greeted before setting the tray on her bed.

"Thank you, Felix." Miss Swan replied quietly.

I turned and watched her for a few minutes before making my mind up.

"Miss Swan, believe it or not but I, along with many others, understand what you're feeling right now." I began delicately, hoping I wouldn't add more fuel to fire.

She looked at me sceptically.

"My father, like Chief Swan, joined the family and kept myself and even my mother, God rest her soul, in the dark. I learned the truth in a similar fashion to yourself but, the truth came at the cost of my mother's life." I told her in a emotionless tone.

Miss Swan's eyes went wide at my clip notes story.

"Oh God..." she whispered in shock.

"I'm not telling you this to upset you, Miss Swan. It's so that you can have someone other than your family to talk to." I urged on quickly before she broke down into more tears. I won't lie, the thought about what Chief Swan, Emmett and Jasper would do to me scared the shit out of me. Mrs Cullen on the other hand, it didn't bare thinking about.

I waited for a moment, wondering what she would do before eventually Miss Swan nodded.

"Would you mind if we talked now?" She asked timidly.

I sagged in relief.

"I am at your disposal Miss Swan." I replied.

"Bella." She retorted.

So, as Bella sat down on the bed and began to eat her breakfast, the two of us began to talk.

AN: Sorry for the delay, I had some trouble getting the flow of the conversation right. Hope you all love it though, constructive criticism welcomed and a Happy New Year!