This is a very short chapter. I have a severe case of writers block. I hope that it doesn't show in my writing of this chapter.
Hopefully my writers block goes away, and my creative juices start back flowing. P.s, I hate sad things, I hate writing sad things, sadness kind of makes me uncomfortable, so its hard for me to write word for word how someone feels when they are sad. I hope to learn how write more in depth one day. This is a learning experience for me. You're reviews keep me going though. Thank you for your support.
I hope that you enjoy.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Stephanie Meyers
Edward Pov
Door be damned, I'm getting my baby out of that bathroom. My parents can give me the bill I don't fucking care, all I want is for Bella to tell me what the fuck is going on. I will drag her ass out kicking and screaming, but I have got to know why she's hiding from me.
l can always tell when something is bothering someone, but when something is bothering Bella, I am on full alert. Before she even opened her mouth, I knew...I just knew that something was wrong. I looked at my mom to see if she had a clue as to why Bella looked so shell-shocked, but she was looking away uncomfortably. I looked back at and she looked as if the world was ending.
Bella looked as if her world was ending...as if her dad was dying.
Is something wrong with Charlie?
This was my thought process when it came to reading Bella's mind when we were best friends. Somehow we had lost the ability to communicate without words, over time, but hanging around her so often, it seems like my eyes are open.
Bella then walked away before I got to the chance to ask her about. I look over at Esme. "What's that about",I walk over to stand next to my mom, watching Bella walk away with my arms folded.
She turns with a smile and while leanin slightly she pats my arm. "It's just Bella making the right decision again", Of course mom. I'm glad that she understands Bella is making a great decision choosing to be with me. No one else seems to think so.
"What did you two talk about", I shrug my shoulders arms still folded.
"Nothing you should concern yourself with sweetheart.", she pats my cheek.
"Did you say something about Charlie? I know earlier that she was worried about what he would think of us dating",
"No I didn't bring up Charlie in our conversation.", I shake my head, shrugging again. I start to walk away, but I looked at her.
"She didn't look upset to you", Mom shakes her head. I can't just me being paranoid, no. Something has to be wrong. I go after her. I knew that something was bothering her, because I found her locked in the downstairs bathroom. I knew that she was there because the lock was facing horizontally, and she's the only person in the house. I could hear her on the phone, I hear her say dad. I knew it involved Charlie. I ask for her to open the door so that I can see if there's anything that I could do to help.
After that things got crazy. Bella mentions James, Alice shows up screaming bloddy mary, once again blaming me for any and everything. Alice leaves to get Emmett, but Rose shows up, and then Bella lets out a scream of complete horror, and that's when I said fuck the door.
Stepping back I bend my leg upward and kick in the door, shoving it out of my way, I see Bella on the floor. I drop to my knees going straight to her head, I pull a towel from the counter and use it to support her head. "Bella, Bella, baby, wake up...please, baby", I kiss her lips. There's no telling how hard she hit this ground when she fell. "Bring me ice", I hear Alice shouting Bella's name over my shoulder.
"What the fuck? Bella get drunk off of mimosa", , Emmett says trying to make a joke. It's not funny.
"Shut up you ass. She fainted", Rose says to him.
"Edward, is she breathing", I nod, not taking my eyes off of Bella, I check her to make sure that she's okay. "Her phone, Edward. Some one is still on it", Alice grabs it, but it hangs up.
"It was her dad", I nod. "Can we move her to the couch", I pull Bella into my arms, head resting against my chest. I walk to the couch, and lay her there. I pace the floor trying to think. I should call her dad to see what happened. "You think her dad said something", I run a hand through my hair, and tug.
"I-I don't know. I don't know what's going on", I say to Alice, but turn to Bella.
"Was she upset about something? Why was she in the bathroom", I turn back to Alice.
"Alice, I just said that I don't know. I really don't know, okay", she nods. I can't even think straight. Every two seconds she interrupts my thought process. I turn back to Bella. My mom walks in a touches Bella's forehead. Jasper brings me ice, apparently nobody heard me ask for it, expect him. "Thanks", I say to him, handing the wrapped up ice to my mom. I know that she'll take good care of Bella.
"Edward her phone's ringing should I?", I hold my hand out for her to give it to me.
"Hello", I say.
"Uh, Bella",
"No, this is Edward, Bella is-", I look down at her. "-she's-", I sigh heavily pinching my nose. "Did you...were you talking to her earlier? Was that you? Did she sound upset?"
"I just want to talk to Bella. Just, give her the phone dude", he's not hearing me. I start to speak again, but the other line rings. I look at the phone, and it says dad. Maybe he'll know.
"Yea, just hold on", I click over.
"Bella, Bella, you don't value your life-"
"Who the fuck is this? Where is Charlie?", I say through gritted teeth.
"Bella, oh, my god", I hear Alice says, and I look back to see Bella with her eyes slightly open. She glances at me.
"That is for Bella's ears only. Give her the fucking phone Cullen. Yea, I know who you are, now give her the phone or I will kill her dad alot sooner than I originally planned. ", I recognize that voice. Fucking James!
"You listen to me, you motherfucker, if you hurt Charlie I swear to God, it'll be the last thing that you ever do, because I will fucking kill you James"
"You'll have to kill me", He breathes. "Because if you don't, Bella's next", then thats when a gunshot rings in my ears, followed by silence. Did he just...
"That God damn son of a bitch",I shout squeezing the phone in my closed fist.
"Dude", I hear from the phone. Jakes still there.
"Edward what's going on" Alice shouts, walking closer to me.
"Jacob, I need you to get to Charlie's house now", I say in a rush hoping that he'll just shut up, and just do it.
"I called for Bella-", I interrupt him.
"There's no time for this shit Jacob. Charlie is in danger", I shout.
"Edward, is that Jake? Don't tell him. He's going to get himself killed. James wants me, okay. Just let me go", Bella tries to get up, I kiss her forehead giving her the phone. I motion for Emmett to come on, as I walked to the door.
"Edward where are you going", Esme asks.
"We'll be right back I promise.",
"Edward, you are not going. Edward!", she shouts as I close the door, running to my car Emmett in tow.
Bella Pov
"Edward you are not going. Edward!", why doesn't he ever fucking listen. Edward doesn't always know best, but he thinks that he does. If only he'd just listen.
Everyone looks at me for an explanation, and of course I tell them everything that happened, minus the part with Esme. I could tell that she was holding her breathe wondering if I'd say anything. I didn't say a word, even when asked why I ran in the bathroom in the first place, from her..Was she testing me?
She's amazing at playing innocent, God was I fooled.
"Bella, you can't reason with a guy like James. What would you rather them do?", I could think of a few things that I'd rather they do, and none of my ideas include their assistance.
"Call the fucking cops", I shout, not caring that Esme covers her face at my language. I never realized how much of Esme is just an act. She's as fake as they come. Can't believe that I ever preferred her over my mother. At least Renee is consistent. I expect her to be a bitch, but Esme? I held her at a higher regard. She's good at hiding her inner bitch, I swear the woman was so sweet that I thought that she literally was made of sugar.
Thank God for Rose. I hear her giving the address to Charlie's house, hopefully she's on the phone with the police. James had said that my dad needed medical attention.
"My boys", Esme whispers. I roll my eyes. I want to turn around and say cut the crap, you oscar award winning bitch, but I can't. I hold so much respect for her even still.
"I'm going over there", I stand quickly.
"No, you're not", I turn and see Carlisle. "You're not going over there Bella",
"For godsakes people, open your eyes. James has a gun.", I say as my phone rings. The words dad flash across my screen, with a picture of us side by side holding up our prized possessions. I was all of twelve years old, dad was teaching Jacob and I how to fish. Jacob was very good at it, I sadly was not. It took all afternoon, but I finally caught one. It wasn't as big as dads, but he still had Jake take a picture, saying this was our proud moment. A tear escapes but I catch it, answering the phone.
"I hope that this is you pulling up Isabella", James asks. There's no telling what he'll do if I say no it's not me.
"Yes, it's me.", I answer slowly.
"And the money", He asks.
"James, I don't have ten thousand dollars", He tsks.
"You are failing your father, Bella. I know that your new boyfriend has the capability of getting me ten thousand dollars", That's when I hear a door open, followed by a few gun shots. I hear another door opening, followed by shuffling, rustling, glass breaking, more gunshots...
I can't bare to hear anymore when I hear Jacob yell, "Charlie, oh my god, Charlie", my heart breaks, and I break down crying. I feel Alice wrap her arms around me. "Call somebody! Somebody do something", I hear Jake yell.
"Oh God", I say with tears streaming down my face, a hand covering my mouth. Hearing Jake cry near the phone breaks my heart, I fear the worst.
"Don't you fucking be dead Charlie", I hear Jake say his voice thick from crying.
Oh, please, God, please don't let him be dead.
Thank you for reading. I promise a better chapter when my writers block passes.