Are you ready? This is it everyone. The revenge scene! I have been getting excited reading over it a couple times today making sure it is good and ready for you all. I am really happy with how it tured out.

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And now...I won't make you wait anymore. Let's get to some revenge shall we!

EPOV

The car ride to the warehouse was relatively quiet. I think we were both trying to figure out how we were going to deal with James. My father always taught me that you leave Edward the friend, son, grandson behind when you go out on a job. But this was different. This James wasn't a person who stole money, or drugs, or guns from us, he hurt something much more precious to us than that. He hurt family. So this was going to difficult to leave that Edward, Bella's friend and now owner of her heart at the door. I give a heavy sigh and run my hand over my face, then pulling on my hair. "Fuck!" I sigh again.

"I know, I am having the same problem wrapping my mind around walking in there as Carlisle the Mafia leader and Carlisle the father. Part of me wants to walk in there guns blazing and kill the fucker on the spot. Another part of me wants to watch him squirm as he is tortured until he dies a slow death." I watch as his grip on the steering wheel becomes so tight his knuckles are white.

"Mom just wants him dead"

"Oh, trust me he isn't walking out of there."

I nod my head in agreement as we pull into the warehouse parking lot. "Do you want to take the lead on this, or me?"

"You take the lead. I am going to stand back and then come in when you want me to."

I nod again as we get out of the car and walk into the warehouse. As soon as we walk in dad takes up a spot behind some shipment boxes and snakes his way closer to the center of the room making sure to stay well hidden behind boxes and crates. I make my way to the center of the room. I see James is slumped in the chair he is tied to. I called out to Emmett and Jasper, "He better still be alive!"

"Fucker had so much coke and alcohol in him it wasn't even fun roughing him up. We had to keep dousing him with water to keep him awake." Emmett says.

"Is she awake?" Jasper asks as I approach the table they are at.

"Yeah, mom is with her now."

"How did aunt Esme take it when she seen her?" Emmett asks

"How do you think? Fuck that was hard." I say, turning my head towards James, "Wake him up. Fucker has slept enough."

With that, Jasper gets up and grabs a bucket of water that was sitting near the table and crosses to James and dumps it over his head. "Son of a..." James starts to say, but Emmett shuts him up with a hard fist to his cheek.

I grab a chair and drag it over so that I am sitting in front of him. He looks up into my face and pleads with me. "Just tell me how much I owe, I can get you the money by the end of the day."

I look at him for a minute. "You think this is about money?" I say with an arched eyebrow. "Trust me, if this were about money I would already have it by now and you would be dead. This is much more important. Does the name Isabella Swan mean anything to you?" I ask.

His face is blank for a minute, then a sick smile spreads across his face. "Beautiful Bella." As soon as it is out of his mouth, I stood up causing the chair I was in to fly behind meandI throw a punch to his mouth. I see blood sputter out of his mouth so I know he lost a few teeth with that punch.

"Don't you fucking utter her name you piece of shit! See, I was going over some paper work when I got a phone call from her crying for help. Imagine my surprise when I find her in an alley outside of her work beaten and half conscious." At this point I was stalking around him plotting my next attack. I grabbed his pinky finger on his left hand and twisted it sideways until I heard the bone snap and he cried out in agony.

"Seriously, this is about a girl!? Let me warn you, she is a stuck up bitch who thinks she is better then everyone!"

"She is better then everyone!" I hiss out as I snap his ring finger to the side until I hear that bone break.

"FUCK! Stop! Please! Stop!"

"Not until you tell me why you chose to lay a hand on my Isabella?" He is silent. I now snapped the pinky on his right hand to the side until I heard the bone break.

"FUCK! Alright, alright! Bitch wouldn't go out with me!"

At that point Jasper came up to him and clocks him along side of his head, and in the most eeriest, calmest voice I have ever heard he says, "This is the problem these days, fuckers like you think that when a woman says no, it means yes." He then clocked him on the other side of his head. "You're in college motherfucker, get a fucking dictionary and look up the word no." He then kicked him in the chest making him fall backwards onto his arms. James cried out in pain.

"Get him up!" I ordered. Emmett walked over to him to sit him back up, but not before giving him a swift kick to his ribs.

As soon as James was sitting up again I walked over to him and sat down in front of him. "Who the fuck do you think you are that you would think Isabella would just fall all over you? Huh?" He didn't answer me, which only made me more upset. I motioned for Emmett to come over. When he was in front of James he punched him again. "I'm going to ask you one more time, and then I am just going to let my men here have at you. You see, they are kinda pissed because they have been here all night with you and not home with their girls. So, once more, who the fuck do you think you are?"

James spits out blood onto the floor and looked up at me. "I'm, James Hyde. As in Hyde Hotels. I'm kinda a big deal. So this little thing going on here, trust me, it will end badly for you. My father is a very powerful man with connections. Whoever you think you are, you will be ruined." He said with a smirk.

I smirked back at him. Turning to Jasper and Emmett, "His father owns Hyde Hotels. Hmm, I should be scared huh?"

"Shaking in your boots, boss." Emmett said with a sick laugh in his voice.

Looking James dead in the eye, I cock my head to the side, "Do you want to know who my father is?"

Without thinking he answers. "Give me a name fucker! Cause, trust me, your family is going down."

"Hey, dad why don't you come over here and introduce yourself." I yell out. As my father walks out from behind some boxes. He comes closer, James begins to look him up and down. "I would like you to meet my father, Carlisle Cullen." I say to James, never taking my eyes off of him. His eyes widen when the realization of the name sinks in.

"Hello, James Hyde!" My father says in a eerily calm voice. "By the look on your face I see that you have just realized who I am. Trust me, the name Hyde doesn't strike fear in me. There isn't a name on the planet that strikes fear in me. Unlike my name, Cullen. Now that is a name you don't want to fuck with. And guess what?" He asks, James as he pulls out his gun and clicks the safety off. "You fucked with my family the moment you laid eyes on Isabella Swan."

"Her last name is Swan, not Cullen. So what does she matter to you?" James spat at my father. No sooner did those words leave James's mouth that the sound of a gun rang out and James was bleeding from his left side of his groin. "Motherfucker!" He cursed.

I got up out of the chair as some blood sprayed back on me. My father was already in front of James with his gun pressing into his cock. "It is none of your business you little fucker! I said she is family, so she is. Piss me off more than I already am and my next target will be your tiny dick!"

I can safely say that Emmett, Jasper and myself all cringed and silently grabbed our goods.

"Look, I'm sorry! I didn't know she was a Cullen. She just wouldn't say yes to a date and it hurt my pride. No one has ever told me no. I lost my temper and I shouldn't have. I...I...I'll apologize to her, I will do anything. Just don't kill me, please."

My father laughed, this wasn't a good sign. Carlisle Cullen never laughs while doing business. My father turned and looked at me. "This fucker actually thinks he is going to walk out of here alive." He then turns back to James. "Do you really think I would let you in the same room as my Isabella to apologize? Do I look that stupid to you?"

James says nothing, the room is silent for a good two minutes. "Edward?" My father says.

"Yes!"

"What did they say was wrong with Isabella?"

"Three broken ribs. Too many cuts and bruises to count."

"Emmett," Carlisle calls out, "break his ribs."

In an instant Emmett kicks James backward in his chair and proceeds to kick him in the ribs for a good ten minutes. James is crying out, and pleading him to stop. "Sit him up." Carlisle orders. "Jasper, I don't think he has enough bruises or cuts on his face. Take care of that for me."

Jasper reaches in his pocket and takes out a set of brass knuckles and proceeds to walk over to James and work him over with them for another ten minutes. When Jasper is done he is out of breath and full of blood spatters and his knuckles are covered in James' blood. I hand him a towel as he crosses back. I know what my father is doing. He knows how special Bella is to Emmett and Jasper. Emmett is my cousin who came to live with us when his parents died when he was fourteen. He has been a brother to Bella. Jasper's has been around just as long. He lived on our street when his parents moved from Texas. He became just as protective of Bella and Emmett and I. My father is letting them take out their anger over Bella out on James, too.

"This is what happens when you hit a woman. See, a real man accepts when a woman turns him down. A real man never hits a woman." Carlisle says in that same sickly calm voice. I see him stand from his crouched position in front of James. He pulls out his gun and shoots him right in his dick. Screams of agony fill the warehouse. My father walks back to us and looks at me, "Finish him, son."

I walk over to James drawing my gun from my holster, I point it at James. "Does it hurt motherfucker?" I ask. He just nods, yes. "Good." And I pull the trigger and fire off in between his eyes. I turn back to the table and grab for my cell phone. "Jacob, get Quil and Embry over to the warehouse to clean up a mess." I hang up and look at Emmett and Jasper. "Go home to your, girls." We all walk out together.

"Rose and I will be up to see Bella later, if Rose is feeling alright. With only a month until the baby comes it is hard to say, but we will try and be there." Emmett says, I nod OK.

"So will Alice and I. I promised her I would take later tonight, too." Jasper says.

"OK, I am going home to change and then going back up." I reply as I get into the passenger side of the car with my father driving. I slump into the seat and sigh, anticipating being back in Bella's arms.

What do you think? Was it worth the wait? How to we like Mafia Carlisle? Ladies...Mobward? Huh? Huh? Seriously!

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