Hey my friends. I am back for you dose of Wednesday goodness! I am loving reading all of the awesome reviews that you are leaving. I really think that you are going to enjoy tonight's and Friday's chapters. So, I am not going to prolong it.
This is not beta'd, so all mistakes are mine.
Stephanie Meyers own's all of the awesomeness that is Twilight.
BPOV
It is mid November and here I sit, dressed only in a pair of flesh color panties and a very tight corset, and incredibly high Jimmy Choo's; shivering in a extremely cold dressing room. I have tried on about thirty dresses, most of which Alice adores, mom is indifferent to, Rose only glaces at because she is attending to Lily, and I hate. I don't think I can bear this any more.
"Alice, I love you, but I am done! You have eighty percent control over everything else with my wedding, I still have veto power," I warn, "but, the one thing you have no say in is my dress. So please, I can not try on any more!" I say, pushing her out of the dressing room.
I glance over at the poor woman who has been helping me in and out of the monstrosities that Alice has picked out. "I am so sorry. Please, let me have your name and I will make sure that you are compensated for all of the time that you have spent on me and not making sales on anyone else." I say to her, slipping out of the Jimmy Choo's.
"Please." She says, holding out her hands to stop me from putting my cloths back on. "I have something that I think would be perfect for you. Please, just...just one more. I really think that you will love it. Looking at you, I see that was made for you." She tells me. I sigh, and give her a nod. "Go ahead and take off that corset, you wont need it for this dress." She says, walking to the door.
"I love it already." I say, as I begin loosening the corset. She laughs as she walks out of the room.
About ten minutes later she knocks and walks back in with a slim garment bag. I am so happy that it isn't as large as the frilly princess type dresses that Alice had chosen. She hangs the bag up and slides down the zipper. I see a pure white dress, minimal tulle, just enough to make it make it swish, with a sweetheart neckline. It has a lace overlay over the entire dress, with lace applique shoulder straps. As she pulls it out of the bag, I see that the back is low cut, with lace appliques surrounding the entire edge of the open back. There are more lace appliques that adorn the bodice, but it isn't over kill. They cascade down to the waist line, then drop down, flowing down to the hem line, which is scolloped with appliques.
I feel my breath catch in my throat. It is the perfect combination of classical elegance, with a touch of modern, which is what I have been searching for. I slip my shoes back on and allow Gianna, the sales woman, to slip the dress over my head. As it slips on I feel it mold to my body. I look at myself in the mirror, and I feel the tears begin to form. As Gianna zips the dress up, the tears fall. This is my dress.
"You...this...you're...oh my God!" I stammer out, pulling Gianna into a hug.
"Let's get you out to your family." She says, leading me out the door.
I make my way around the corner from the dressing room, I can hear my ladies talking, wondering what is taking me so long. As I round the last corner, to make my way to the raised platform in front of the mirrors I hear, "Oh! Mio caro bambino! Sembri un angelo! Oh! Tu sei bella!" [Oh! My darling baby! You look like an angel! Oh! You are beautiful!]
Hearing mom, the tears are now pouring down my cheeks. "Oh mamma! Non ci posso credere ... questo è!" [ Oh mom! I can't believe...this is it!]
"Sì, lo è. Questo è l'abito che avrebbero dovuto sposare mio figlio in Questo è il vestito che diventerà la principessa trovi" [Yes it is. This is the dress you were meant to marry my son in. This is the dress you will become the princess in.] Mom says, making her way onto the platform and pulling me into a hug.
I look down at Alice and Rose who have tears in their eyes too. "It is stunning Bella, really!" Alice says. "It was meant for you." Rose simply nods her head, as she wipes her eyes with a tissue, while handing one over to Alice.
The seamstress of the shop comes in and takes notes of the needed alterations. After about another hour, the four of us, and miss Lily, are greeted right outside the door by Eleazar, Felix, and Peter. Who, the others are under the impression, tagged along with me because he is going to be helping us ladies pick out the tuxedos.
"Did you find 'the dress'? Peter asks.
I nod, afraid that if I speak the tears will start again. Damn, this wedding is making me an emotional mess.
"Did you cry?"
I punch him in the arm, which he laughs off, and tucks me into his side as we make our way to the SUV. After about a half and hour drive, we were at the Armani store and Peter helps me pick out the tuxedos.
"Alright ladies, I need to get Lily home. It's getting late, and she needs a bath before dinner." Rose says, as we make our way out of the store.
"I think I will ride with you, I want to work on the flower arrangements." Alice says, as a second SUV pulls up. Rose's driver gets out and begins to load up Lily's stroller.
Mom and I are hugging Alice when I hear, "Isabella?"
Instant fear surges through my body. I feel Peter pull me behind his body, as he whips out his nine and points it directly at Charlie.
"Take one more step motherfucker and I will blow your fucking brains all over the sidewalk." Peter says through clenched teeth.
In another instant, Felix has Charlie pinned to the ground and Peter is pushing me into the SUV with Rose and Alice, and mom.
"Leave him untouched. Bind him up and put him in the second vehicle. Transport him to the warehouse." I hear Eleazar say through the window of the SUV that I am in. I watch as Felix binds Charlies hands, then he and Eleazar load him into the SUV that was supposed to take mom, Peter and I home.
The door pulls open and Peter climbs in. "Is everyone OK?" He asks everyone. Rose is calmly hovering over the baby seat that is holding Lily, Alice is holding her hand, while mom has me in her arms. The moment Peter shuts the door he pulls me over to him and physically looks me out. "Are you OK?"
I don't have words, I just nod. He found me. He got within reaching distance of me. I feel my breathing begin to pick up, and I feel panic begin to take over. The voices around me become echo's. I hear mom's echoy Italian, and Rose and Alice's pleas to take deep breaths around me, along with Peters soothing words as he and mom rub my back. The shrill sound of a phone going off begins to pull me from my daze.
I feel Peter put the phone to my ear. "It's Edward baby girl. Peter's echoy voice says.
Suddenly I hear, "Ho bisogno di prendere respiri profondi per me Bella. Vieni amore, dentro e fuori. Respiro con me baby, dentro e fuori." [I need you to take deep breaths for me Bella. Come on love, in and out. Breath with me baby, in and out.] Edward says, trying to calm me from over the phone.
I just keep thinking that he found me, he fucking found me. He had the nerve to approach me, and call my name. The more I hear Edwards calming words, the more upset I get at the fact that Charlie got to me. I let him get inside my head again. "I want him." I hear myself say.
EPOV
"Jacob, Liam. Please tell me that you have something for me." I say to the two men standing in front of dad and I.
"Out of the twenty names that you have us, we have eliminated ten. We are questioning Eleazar and Felix tonight, Sam, and Seth tomorrow morning." Liam says.
"You, without a shadow of a doubt, know that the first ten you questioned aren't working with the Voltouri?" I question them.
"Without a shadow of a doubt, Boss." Jacob says, not flinching once.
"Where are you questioning Eleazar and Felix at?" Dad asks.
"Seeing as Mrs. Cullen and Bella will be staying in tonight to work on the guest list with the two of you, we are going to take them to the backroom at the club. We are having it swept now as we speak. Sam and Seth, along with the two of you will be with them tonight, here. So, we figured it would be best to talk to them tonight." Jacob replies.
Dad nods at them in approval. "That will be all gentlemen." He says, looking down at the paper work on his desk as they make their way out of the house office.
"We've got another double shipment..." Dad begins, as his phone goes off. "Yes, Eleazar?" He answers. His eyes go wide, and I inch closer in my chair. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "Motherfucker! How close did he get?" Panic and adrenaline rush through me. "She is safe?" Son of a fucking bitch! Waiting for him to get off the phone is fucking torture. "Good. Don't touch him. Tie him up, take him to the warehouse. We will meet you there." He says, before hanging up the phone.
"What the fuck is going on?" I ask, impatiently.
"Charlie approached Bella while the ladies were loading into the SUV's just now."
"WHAT? How in the fuck did he get that close? Where the fuck was Peter and Felix?"
"They were right there. He didn't touch her. Peter was standing with her as she hugged Alice goodbye. Peter get her behind him and drew his gun. Felix tackled him down, then Peter got her and your mother into the SUV. She is save." He assures me.
We both grab our jackets, and rush out the door to get to the warehouse.
Dad pulls his phone out and calls someone. "ETA?" He asks. "You'll beat us there. I want him tied to the chair, and gagged. No room to move. This is not about him being comfortable."
I am on the phone calling Emmett and Jasper, telling them meet us there, as we are climbing into the back of the waiting SUV. As we are pulling away I have this need to call and check on my Bella. As soon as Peter answers her phone I know that something is off, Peter shouldn't be answering her phone. I hear everyone in the background trying to calm her down. "Damn it Peter, why are you answering her phone?"
"She is having an attack Boss. We are trying to get her to breath."
"Put the phone to her ear." I tell him. I hear a bit of rustling. I hear Peter tell Bella that it is me. "Ho bisogno di prendere respiri profondi per me Bella. Vieni amore, dentro e fuori. Respiro con me baby, dentro e fuori." [I need you to take deep breaths for me Bella. Come on love, in and out. Breath with me baby, in and out.] I say to her, trying to calm her down.
I continue speaking to her in Italian, soothing her, trying to calm her down. I hear her breathing becoming regular again, but she still says nothing. "Talk to me Bella. Tell me you are OK. Tell me how to make this better?" I plead with her.
"I want him." She says.
My heart stops. No. No fucking way! I will not let her be part of this. I will not let her see this side of who dad and I are.
"Please. I need this Edward." I hear no waver in her voice at all.
I pinch the bridge of my nose, letting out a big sigh. I look over to dad, next to me. "She wants to be there. She wants to confront him." I tell him.
I see the same thoughts that were just swimming in my head, now swirling through his. Finally he nods. "She deserves this."
I nod to him. "Put Peter back on baby."
"Yes Boss?"
"Tell the driver to take Rose, Lily, Alice, and mom back to Rose's house. I'll call Sam and Seth to come and stay with them. Tell the driver to bring you and Bella to the warehouse. Once you are there, you both stay in the car until I come out to get you. You do not move until then, understand?"
"Understood." He says. I hang up.
"You think this is wise?" I ask Dad.
"No. But, this is something that she needs. How we needed to be the ones to take care of James, she needs to confront Charlie."
"I...I..." I just sigh, because deep down, I know he is right.
"We will get there before she does. We can talk to him, inform everyone else that she is coming. You get her and bring her in, like you told Peter. Let her talk to him, yell at him. Fuck, let her hit the fucker for all I care. Let her get it out of her system. Then Peter takes her away, and we get out of him what we need and I finish him."
"You finish him?"
"Yes. I finish him. Like I should have years ago." He says looking straight ahead. He is in Don mode now. Not a waver in his posture, or his voice. He is doing his best to keep the personal shit out of it, I can tell. But in all honesty, I think it is the personal shit that is driving his calm demeanor. He and I both understand that this is our chance to get the information that we need.
Forty minutes later we are pulling up to the warehouse. I see the SUV, along with Emmett and Jasper's rides parked. The driver gets out, nine drawn, scanning the area. Once he deems it safe, he opens the door for us and we get out. Making our way into the warehouse, I let dad lead the way in. Walking in, I see Charlie sitting in the middle of the room, surrounded by Emmett, Jasper, Eleazar, and Felix. There is no joking, there is no card playing. Everyone is serious. Everyone knows what that man did to Bella during her childhood. There will be no mercy shown today.
As we get closer, I see dad take off his jacket as we continue to walk in, he tosses it to the floor. The minute he is in front of Charlie he pulls back and punches him right in the gut. "What the fuck part of 'leave and never come back' did you not understand all those years ago?" Dad yells at him. The four men surrounding Charlie fall back. I join the, taking off my jacket, getting ready for my opportunity. "I thought fucking rehab was supposed to make you smarter." Dad says to him, thumping his fingers to Charlies temple. "It seems to have had the opposite affect on you."
"I just want to talk to Isabe...omph!" He begins, as he is cut off by another punch to the gut by dad.
"Keep my daughter's name out of your fucking mouth." Dad says in his deadly calm voice. He turns to me and walks over to where we are standing, giving me the look, telling me that I am up.
I make my way over to Charlie, dragging a chair and sitting down in front of him. "You have exactly five minutes to tell me what the fuck you are doing with the Voltouri, and what they want with Bella, or else the six of us...well there are no words for the amount of pain you will be in before you die. We've got all fucking night to make the pain last. Or, we could just keep the pain going for days, and days at a time. Giving you just enough care to get by so that we can keep up the pain. Just like all those years you gave Bella just enough to get by, ignoring her, hurting her, beating her. And trust me when I say this, the six of us can do things to cause pain that you can't even imagine."
"I just...damn it! I just wanted to be a part of her life again. Make up for all of the shitty things I did in the past. I thought if I made nice with Aro and the rest of the Voltouri, I could find out who..." He stops as he breaks down, crying.
I stand up, tipping the chair over backwards as I do, to stand in front him. Taking his face and squeezing it between my hand as tight as I can. "No motherfucker, you don't get to cry." I spit at him, letting go of his face. He tries to compose himself. "You have two more minutes, cocksucker!" I yell at him.
"I thought I could find out who she was intended to!" He spits out. "I thought if I found out, I could come to you and tell you. That it would some how help repair all the shit I did in the past."
I just stare at him. So he did sell his daughter! I look over to dad who is seething. He rushes over., crouching down to Charlies ear and whispering "There is no God on earth or in heaven who can save your soul, or repair what you have done to that beautiful girl." He says, so low and so calmly that it sends chills up my spin. "Vai a prenderla." [Go and get her.]
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