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CH 12.

(EmPOV)

I walked to the cemetery before I left town. I knew that it was best for everyone that I leave. Edward no longer trusted me, not that I blamed him. I have screwed up majorly. The look of devastation and hurt in Bella's eyes haunted me and sickened me to the core.

I reached the headstone I was looking for and I crouched down. I placed the small bouquet of wild daises in front of the stone.

"Hi, Grandma. I brought you some flowers. Sorry they're not much. Forks still doesn't have a florist." I greeted my grandmother, the woman that raised me since I was about five. She passed away two years ago, I was granted a very short leave to come home and bury her. Luckily, most of the arrangements had been made in advanced.

"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed in me. Not because of the flowers, but because I screwed up so badly. My father was right, I am a dumb ass. Maybe Rose was right about me too," I started to confess.

I arrived at Rose's parents' house just before sunset. I went all the way to Port Angeles to get her red roses for tonight's date. Only the best for my Rose. I went up to the house and knocked on the door.
A moment later, Rose appeared in the door. She looked gorgeous as always in a red dress that seemed to be almost painted on her body. Her long blonde hair hung loosely down her back.

"Emmett, what are you doing here?" She seemed surprised to see me.

"We have a date. Did you really forget? I even got you your favorite flowers." I held out the bouquet. She took them from me with a tiny frown.

"I did forget. I have plans tonight," she responded flatly.

"Well, change your plans. I leave in a few days for boot camp. Who knows when we will have another chance? Where are you going anyways, dressed like that without me?" I asked in confusion.

"You might as well come in. I need to talk to you about something anyways." She disappeared back into the house leaving me to follow her. She tossed the flowers on the table in the entryway next to an expensive looking vase that had about twice as many roses as I brought, at least. I felt briefly sheepish that I couldn't afford to bring her more.

She stood in the middle of the living room with her back to me.

"Rosie, what's going on?" I touched her shoulders only for her to shrug me off.

She turned around and her eyes were cold and hard. "I have my engagement party tonight," she replied.

My heart skipped a beat. I had to have heard her wrong.

"Funny, I don't remember proposing." I joked but it came out lame.

"You didn't. A man by the name of Royce King did. We are to be married." She held out her left hand. A large diamond sat on her finger. I didn't even know that it was possible for them to be that big. I suddenly felt as if my heart had been ripped out and stepped on.

"You've been cheating on me. What the fuck, Rosalie?" I reacted with anger.

"Come on, Emmett. You can't be stupid enough to think that we were going to last forever." She sniffed, turning up her nose.

"Yes, actually. I thought things were going rather well. I love you and I thought that you loved me," I retorted.
"Seriously? It was great in high school. I was head cheerleader and you were the dumb jock, captain of the football team. But high school is over and so are we," she was blunt. There was no emotion from her of our time together over the last few years.

"That doesn't mean we have to break up. We are good together. You don't see the others breaking up." I ignored the fact she called me a dumb jock. It wasn't the first time I heard it from people.

"There is a slim chance if any that the others are going to make it. Face it. Alice is a city girl, pure of heart. Jasper is a country boy. The two aren't going to mix since one would be always sacrificing for the other. It will eat away at them and they will break apart too. As for Bella and Edward, sure the two are simply perfect for each other. Bella is the most sweet and caring girl I know. She's also very pretty. With Edward far away she will be swarmed by other boys vying for her attention. Bella would never cheat, but it's only a matter of time before another will slowly slip into Edward's vacant place and Edward receives a 'Dear John,' letter." She paused and her face even turned even colder as she sneered. "As for me. I need a man who can support me," her voice was cold and condescending.

"And you don't think I can do that?" I flinched trying to hide the hurt I was feeling.

"No, I am used to being well off. Royce can give me the life that I'm used to. You…you're still a boy trying to play solider. I'm not going to wait around for you to come back while I could have a man who will put me first." Her words hit me like a slap in the face.

"When did you becomes such a bitch," I snapped at her angrily.

"I've always been a bitch." She shrugged then examined her nails. "I've moved on to better pastures. You should do so as well."

"Oh, I'll move on alright. There's nothing now stopping me from fucking any babe I come across. They will be better than you too, since they won't be frigid. They would probably love a man in uniform." Her eyes narrowed at me.

"Then we're agreed. So leave, you're stinking up the place." She pointed to the door.

"Gladly," I growled back at her. I turned on my heels and stormed from the room. I paused and picked up my roses. I would give them to someone else who deserved them more.

"Are these from him?" I turned and sneered at the larger bouquet.

"Bigger and better," she taunted from the doorway. Without realize what I was doing I picked them up, vase and all as I stormed outside with them.

"Where are you going with those?" Rose was on my heels. From the front-stoop, I heaved the flowers, vase and all into the street where it shattered. I turned to face Rose. Her eyes were large and she was pale, and surprisingly for once speechless.

"Fuck you, bitch." I flipped her off before getting into my jeep and driving off.

"I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was saving everyone from being hurt like I was when Rose ripped out my heart so callously. You told me how what my mom did had changed my dad and I was worried that it might happen to one of the others. When I saw that letter for Edward, I thought it was a 'Dear John,' letter. Edward was already so depressed from the break up I thought it would send him over the edge if he thought Bella was happy with someone else. I never dreamed that she could be pregnant." I paused as I tugged at my hair. "Because I was an idiot I got her and a little boy in danger. I also lost my best friends, which I deserve. I'm not sure if I know how to fix this one or if anything I can do will ever make up for it, but I have to try. I love and miss you, Grandma." I kissed my finger tips and placed it to her name.

I stood up and moved a few row ahead to a different stone. It was easy to recognize since it had the police emblem etched into the stone.

"Chief, I know we didn't talk too much so I'm not sure what you thought of me before, but I can imagine what you think of me now. I'm, sorry, sir, that you will never get a chance to see how great of a kid your grandson is. Though Bells has been through some tough shit, she is still a strong person, so I know she will be okay. I'm sorry for my involvement, perhaps if I wasn't such an idiot you would be here today and Bella would never would have gotten together with Alec.

I swear I meant well, I'm just a screw up. I promise you that I will make it better, sir. I will protect your daughter and grandson until my dying breath." I saluted him as a sign of respect and left.

I was a quarter of a mile down the road when a car slowed down beside me.

"Hey, Emmett, is that you?" I recognized Ben Cheney from high school in the car.

"Yeah, it's me. How are you Ben?" I stopped and nodded my head.

"Not too bad. I'm on my way to Port Angeles to run an errand for Angela. We are going to be married next month." He smiled. I forced a smile trying to be happy for him.

"Congrats, man. Angela is a cool girl." I shifted my bag to start walking again.

"Can I offer you a lift somewhere?" he offered.

"Actually, a lift to the bus station in Port Angeles would be great." I accepted as I headed to the passenger side of the car.

"No, problem." Ben unlocked the door for me and I tossed my bag in the back and got in.

We were almost to Port Angeles, when my cell started to ring. I pulled it out of my pocket and check the caller I.D.. Seeing that it was Jasper I answered it.

"Yeah," I greeted him.

"I just wanted to clarify something with you. You sent back a letter or letters?" he asked without any type of greeting.

"Just the one that arrived in the beginning of August. I swear I didn't have anything to do with other three." I explained.

"That's what I thought. We think Alec did. In fact, I'm sure he did. We just talked to Lauren and Jessica. Alec was around way before Bella realized. He started the rumors around town that she was pregnant with his baby. He was targeting Bella from the very beginning." Jasper informed me. My fist clenched at my side, I was going to kill this guy for targeting her.

"Motherfucker," I grumbled. Ben gave me a worried look and I shook my head.

"Emmett, it wasn't your fault. He would've came after her regardless of the letters. Do you understand me?" Jasper stated slowly. I was still guilty. I started the ball rolling and it went out of control. I still had to make it up to them.

"I hear you," I answered.

"Don't go do anything stupid thinking you need to make it up to them. Do I need to pull rank on you?" He had to remind me how he and Edward out ranked me even though we signed up at the same time.

"No, sir," I answered stiffly then hung up on him.

"Everything alright?" Ben shifted nervously in his seat.

"Everything will be fine. I just made a mistake I need to take care of." I hit 'ignore' when Jasper called me back.

I was going to follow Alec whether the others approved or not. Once I got my chance I would take care of him for laying a hand on Bella.

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A.V. POV

I stood in the hotel room looking out the window at the city of New York. I had just came from visiting my 'father' from the hospital. He wasn't my real father, I knew that. He knew it as well. However, it was a closely guarded secret. His enemies would use it against him and he would appear weak that me and my sister were an ex-employee's kids rather than his own.

He couldn't have children of his own so he was happy to let us pose as his kids for his benefit. He needed me as an heir, that is the only reason why I wasn't drowned like an unwanted puppy at birth.

The man I called my father disgusted me to no end. He was the reason my poor sister had been driven insane. I walked in on him fucking her like it was no big deal. Aro treated her like a whore starting at the age of thirteen. But he didn't love her, that is for sure. The sicker thing was that she loved it. Loved him. She tried to please him by killing our real father in a hot tub, though the police thought that he was her boyfriend. She got locked away after pleading insanity,

He was a powerful man and I could do little to stop him. I had to bide my time and play nicely until I could take over. Then I would destroy what he had built from the inside. But in order for it to work, I needed Isabella and her kid. It would've gone fine if she could just follow the plan. But no, unlike my mother and sister she had a backbone and couldn't follow orders. I found out all about Bella and that she was pregnant from my boyfriend. She was supposed to be broken and thankful for me to take care of her and her baby. I tried to make sure of it by making her alienated by her hometown. I even went as far as lying to her ex's mom by telling her that Bella came to me because she needed a real man and I gave her proof that the baby was mine.

I arrived home slightly drunk. I was already in a bad mood. The baby's hair was red and his eyes looked more green than blue. I thought I had it made. I never saw the baby's father, but his baby's fraternal grandfather was blond and had blue eyes. His fraternal grandmother was a brunette and had brown eyes. So I thought I was set to pass this kid off as my own.

I entered the house and found Isabella at the table with a baby book out. I glanced down and felt enraged.

"What the fuck, Isabella?" I hollered.

She glanced up at me in shock.

"Alec, quiet, Masen is sleeping," she whispered. "What is wrong?" she glanced down at the book.

"What is wrong? Why is his last name Cullen? I'm the kid's father," I snapped.

"His father is Edward. I'm not going to take his child from him just because he broke up with me. He is still a good person." She frowned.

"I'm the one who has been there for you and Masen. Not him. I deserve to be the kid's father." I slammed my fist on the table making her jump.

"You can still be a father figure, but Edward is still his real father and has every right to be. He just doesn't know about Masen, that's why he hasn't been here. If he did he would be here, I believe that. I have tried contacting him through letters and if he ever finds out about Masen and wants to be part of his life I'm going to welcome that." She looked nervous but also determined.
Of course, I knew about the letters to him. When I was investigating her I found out through sources that the first got returned to sender. That's is when I found someone that handled the mail for Edward's base and with a little money she easily agreed to send back any letter with a Washington zip code. I even offered her incentive if she could seduce the guy.

What I didn't know is that Bella would be so determined to contact him still. She was destroying all my carefully crafted plans. Without thinking about it I backhanded hard enough to make her fall off her chair. I stared at her in shock. I never hit a girl before; it made me sick, but also the adrenaline coursed through my body making me feel powerful and in control.

"Change the fucking birth certificate. I'm his father. Not Edward Cullen," I ordered.

"No!" She refused as she looked up at me looking terrified. I kicked her hard and she cried out in pain.

"Yes," I kicked her again and her head went back hitting the edge of the table leg and she blacked out.

Horrified, I fell to my knees and checked her to see if I killed her. She was still breathing and was already starting to come around. The baby was screaming his head off. I glanced at him and felt panicked. I didn't trust myself to touch him.

I fled the house ashamed at what had I did.

Unsurprisingly, she was gone by the time I got back. I knew she would run to her dad so I headed to Forks. He wouldn't let me see her though and threatened he was going to press charges. He even tried to arrest me, that was when I shot him. Isabella was standing there petrified of me holding the baby to her. I used it to my advantage to control her. I found her weakness, her loved ones, especially the little boy.

Overtime I became a monster. Hitting Isabella became like second nature to me. It was easy to use her as a punching bag since she wouldn't fight back. I never laid a hand on the kid though, I kept my distance on purpose. Hitting Isabella was bad enough, I couldn't bring myself to harm a child too.

If my father ever suspected that Masen wasn't mine or if I was gay, he never said anything. In fact, he seemed to have no interest in Isabella or Masen. Never once did he ask to see a picture. He wanted me to keep them hidden in Arizona until he passed and I took over. He didn't want his enemies to know about them.

How the FBI found out about them I don't know, but as far as Bella knew I sold insurance. I didn't trust her with the truth.

The hotel door opened and my man entered. He tossed a yearbook at me.
"Here's the bitch's yearbook." He laid down on the bed, crossing his legs and arms behind his head.

"Did she say she remembered Tyler Crowley and Austin Marks?" I asked opening the book.

"I couldn't ask, she's away right now." He snickered.

I used violence to control Isabella while he used drugs and alcohol to control his wife. The poor dear kept trying to get sober and clean, but he kept her off the wagon to control her, by slipping it to her if necessary when she wasn't any the wiser. She blamed herself for her fall too and for what happened to Isabella. It was perfect.

I found the Cs and frowned. This Tyler Crowley looked nothing like who I saw, but one over did. It was Edward Cullen. The kid's dad. She lied to me about him.

"She lied," I hissed. I tossed the book on the bed. I started throwing things into my suitcase. I had to get back and make sure she was still there. And this Edward was gone.

"What?" he yawned and sat up.

"One of them was the kid's father. Edward Cullen. I have to leave." He grabbed the book leafed and though.

"Was this the other guy?" he showed me a picture of an Emmett McCarty. I shook my head.

"No that's wasn't him. The other guy was tall and blond." I answered. He looked relieved as he put the book down.

"So what are you going to do?" he asked lazily.

It didn't concern him, like it did me. Of course, he didn't have as much riding on it as me.

"I need to make sure she is still there." I went into the bathroom to grab my things.

"Isn't that why you have security cameras," he called out. I had checked them earlier and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But still something was off. Would she be stupid enough to find him again? Would he check up on her? The blond was glaring at me in the supermarket parking lot after I shut her leg in the door in my rush, so I knew I had slipped. I left the mark on her face knowing that it would keep her inside for a few days.

"Yes, but she lied. I have to make she doesn't do it again or tries to contact him." I reentered the room. I dumped everything in my open suitcase.

"I'll miss you. How long until we can be together?" he asked.

"I'll miss you, too. The old man is on his death bed. He doesn't have much longer," I answered.

"What are you going to do about her and the brat afterwards?" he asked.

The easy answer would be that they would have to be eliminated. But I didn't know if I could bring myself to kill a baby like that. If she had been more cooperative I would've just give her something as compensation. I didn't think that would work now.

"You need to toughen up about this. Do it for us. No loose ends," he demanded, his eyes were cold and hard.

"Right," I felt sick inside.

A/N:

So a peak into two heads. Do you still blame Emmett after what Rose did? Yes, she was engaged to another man before she broke up with Emmett. She is a bitch and even admits to it. She even planted it in Emmett's mind the others were going to get hurt. He didn't come up with it on his own.

As for Alec, he's a bit messed up in the head. Not that excuses what he did, but hopefully explains him better. He knows Bella lied in the supermarket and he is on his way back. So he's going to find out soon that Bella and Masen are gone.

Small hint toward who his boyfriend is and his wife. Puzzle pieces should start coming together. Right now it is the calm before the storm.

Clarification in case of questions. The police report Jasper got said Jane killed her boyfriend. It was cover up. It was hers and Alec's bio dad she killed him to impress Aro. No she didn't have a sexual relationship with her real father. Jane is certifiable insane.

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I knelt on forward on one knee on one side Masen while Bella crouched on the other side.

"Okay, one more time, Cheese!"

"Cheese!" we answered back in unison, the camera snapped again. Masen started to take off soon after.

"Uncle Japer, look," he was in such a hurry that he bumped into Bella causing her to lose her balance. She fell backwards towards the river. I made lunge for her but my foot slipped on a rock and I sent us both into the water.