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How the fuck did I get myself into this? I have a bride on the run, and I'm sitting in the car with two morons, plus a dumb blond who won't shut the fuck up, and to top it all off my head is fucking killing me.
Aro was waiting at the airport when we arrived. Unfortunately he was not aware that I would be returning with extra baggage or else he would have grabbed her, and I wouldn't need to track her down myself. Of course this could all go much smoother if Rosalie would tell me where they were.
"Didn't you check her out, you know snoop around her purse when she was out?" Carlisle asked.
"Shut the fuck up," I said. Though the idiot did have a fucking point.
"Spit it out already," I said turning in my seat so I could look at Rosalie in the back.
She leaned back in the seat and folded her arms. Bitch.
"I am not telling you anything. Now Mister whatever the fuck you call yourself, you have two options. Option one, you stop this car and let me out." She said.
"Option two?" I asked.
"At the next traffic stop I'm smashing the window and screaming kidnap." She smiled as she spoke.
Carlisle started laughing. He was sitting next her, it was bad decision on his part. Before he knew what was happening Rosalie punched him right in the nose.
"You fucking bitch," he yelled holding onto his nose.
Rosalie hit him again, only this time she got him in the shoulder.
"That's for calling me a bitch," she said.
Aro, next to me was trying his hardest not to laugh. I didn't find it funny. Okay, maybe if I wasn't so pissed off then it would be.
"Sweetheart, I will let you beat his ass all you want, but right now I need you to tell me where Isabella lives," I said.
"Go fuck yourself," she sang.
"Fine, have it your way," I said through gritted teeth. "She does not leave until I say so, lock her up if you have to. You know where," I said, looking at Aro.
"Yes boss." He nodded.
"You can't do that, that's against the law," she said.
"Honey if you haven't noticed, I've already kidnapped you."
"Let. Me. Go. Now." I have to hand it to her, she has one hell of an attitude and she is loyal to her friend, but her friend was now my wife and I have every right to know where she is.
"Tell me where she went."
"She went home." She shrugged.
"And where is home?"
"I'll tell you on one condition."
"Oh yeah, and what condition is that?"
I hate it when people play games with me.
"Give her the annulment."
"Why the fuck is it any of your damn business if he gives her one or not?" Carlisle said.
"You want a black eye to go with your broken nose pretty boy?" She leaned towards him.
"You think I'm pretty?" Carlisle smiled.
"Are we in fucking kindergarten? You shut the fuck up," I said pointing at Carlisle. "And you, what I do is not your concern."
"If it involves my friend then it is my concern."
"Your friend is a grown adult who can make her own decisions."
"And it's very clear she wants nothing to do with you."
"I'll be the judge of that," I said.
"She doesn't need a husband, she doesn't need another controlling asshole in her life when she has just gotten rid of one," Rosalie said and then she backed down. I think she realizes that she may have given me some information that she did not mean to.
"Go on, you can't say something like that and not explain it further." I said.
She sighed and looked out the window.
"She was in a bad relationship for a few years. She finally got rid of him, that's why Esme and I decided to take her to Vegas, you know help her forget. We never expected her to get married." She gave me a dirty look.
"How bad?" I asked.
"Pretty bad, he was violent if that's what you're asking."
"Mother fucker." I was going to find him and kill him. No one beats on a woman, especially my woman.
"So you can understand why she would want an annulment, why we all want it for her. Right now she is not in any state of mind to deal with any of this."
"Where is she?"
It took some convincing, but in the end Rosalie finally told me what I wanted to know and I didn't even have to threaten her.
Bella lived in SoHo. It was a nice street, and a nice looking building, but my wife shouldn't have to live here and she would not be living here for much longer. Okay, so I may have told Rosalie I would give Bella an annulment if she took me to her. Yeah I lied about that, but Rosalie is a big girl, she'll survive.
"Oh shit!" Rosalie yelled, trying desperately to open the car door. "Open this fucking door, I need to get up there now."
Aro pulled up in front of Bella's building, he parked behind a Nissan that made Rosalie pale when she saw it.
I jumped out of the car, Aro too. I opened Rosalie's door, she rushed out with Carlisle following after her still holding onto his nose, the pussy. Rosalie ran past us inside. She didn't wait for the elevator, she ran up the stairs with the three of us following until she stopped at what had to be Bella's door.
She turned back to us and monitored for us to be quiet. She opened the door very gently trying to make as little noise as possible. What the fuck was going on?
We could hear voices. One I recognized as Bella's and the other was a male voice.
"Where the fuck have you been?"
"That's none of your business."
"The hell it's not. You left me that night, you embarrassed me in front of my friends and your telling me its not my business."
"Leave now." Bella's voice was shaky.
In the corner of my eye I saw Aro reaching for his gun, Carlisle too. I pushed Rosalie out of the way and stormed into the apartment.
This fucker froze on the spot as we all came into view.
"Who the fuck are all of you?" He asked, looking from Bella to the rest of us. "Who the fuck are these assholes? Who the fuck have you been with, what have you said?" He charged towards Bella.
"Hey," I yelled getting his attention. "You put your fucking hands on her and that will be the last thing you do."
He chuckled as he rubbed the back of his fingers over his chin.
"I don't know who you all think you are, but this right here concerns me and my woman so you all better leave." He said.
"Your woman?" I chuckled. I had my hands in my pockets as I started to walk towards him. "She's my wife, so she is my concern, so you better leave," I said.
"Wife?" His eyes bulged as I said the word. His face was red like a fucking cooked lobster. He looked ready to explode at any second.
"That's right wife, so fuck off," Esme, the other friend said.
"You bitch. This is why you left me. Jokes on you buddy, your wife is a whore."
He didn't finish his sentence, before he was tasting blood. I had him on the floor hitting him in every spot I could reach.
"E, enough." Carlisle called out, but he didn't try to stop me. Neither did Aro.
I pulled his hair and dragged him to his knees until he was at Bella's feet.
"Say sorry," I said.
"Fuck you both," he spat.
I kicked him in the back making him cry out.
"Apologize to my wife."
"Sorry," he choked out.
"What the hell are you doing? Stop it." Bella said not taking her eyes off mine.
I pushed this piece of shit out of the way.
"He was hurting you, what was I supposed to do, sit back and watch?" I raised a brow.
"He didn't even touch me and how did you get here anyways, how did you find me?"
She tilted her head to the right no doubt looking directly at Rosalie.
"You're a major bitch Rose. How could you?" Bella said.
"Well it's a good thing we got here when we did," Rosalie said with her hands on her hips. She looked at the asshole beside me who had managed to make it to his feet.
Bella looked at him as he stood tall now. There was no mistaking the hint of fear in her eyes.
I moved closer to her. There was no way he would touch her again.
"You're under arrest." He said.
I chuckled and pinched the bridge of my nose. I took a step in his direction. Bella put a hand on my chest preventing me from going any further.
"And who's going to arrest me, you?" I asked with amusement.
"He's a cop," Bella said.
Well ain't that just fucking great. Not only is her father a cop but the ex-boyfriend too.
"That's right asshole I am and like I said you're under arrest for assaulting a police officer." This fucker was a little too smug for my liking.
"Yeah, and when I tell them that you were assaulting my wife, what are you going to do then?"
"No one is going to believe you, after all, I am a man of the law." He was very sure of himself. Who the fuck does he think he is?
"Well officer, is it? I have witnesses."
For a moment there was a heated stare off between the two of us. Neither one was willing to back down. He was fuming. I was finding this quiet funny, the only thing that would make this situation any more humorous would be if steam started shooting out of his ears.
I have dealt with my share of bad guys in my time, some of them would even put my criminal activity to shame, so if this guy thinks I'm scared of him simply because he claims to carry a badge then he has another thing coming.
"Peter, please leave." Bella said.
So the dickhead had a name.
"I am not leaving Bella, no fucking way." He said.
"I believe my wife asked you to leave."
I heard a gun click behind me. Aro or Carlisle, I wasn't taking my eyes of this asshole to find out who was holding it.
Peter looked between Bella and me and then the gun that was no doubt pointed in his direction.
"Leave now," Carlisle said. So he was the one holding the gun.
Peter cracked his neck and grinded his jaw together, his focus was back on Bella.
"Fine, you win for now Isabella, but I'm not buying this marriage bullshit for one second. Sooner or later you're going to come crawling back to me." Peter said.
"Alright we get it, now get out," Aro said holding the door opened for him. He left without a second glance back. Aro slammed the door behind him.
"Really Bella? Really?" Rosalie said.
"What the hell Rose, how was I supposed to know he was going to be here?" Bella said.
"Because he's Peter and he is absolutely crazy. At least Esme was with you, not that she would have been much help."
"I'm confused, who was that?" Carlisle asked.
"None of your business." Bella and Esme said in union.
"You, pack whatever shit you need right now and move it, I'll sent someone else to collect the rest of your stuff." I said to Bella.
"What?" She asked, backing away from me.
"I said pack your things and move it wife."
Does she not understand fucking English now?
"I am not packing anything. I am not going anywhere."
Why does she have to be so fucking stubborn? Damn women, how is it that when you try and do something good for them they refuse to see reason?
"I'm not asking you I'm telling you. Pack your shit and let's go," I said through gritted teeth.
She folded her arms across her chest and stared at me with a raised brow.
Breath in breath out, I said to myself.
It was either that or shoot something or someone.
"Listen here sweetheart you have two options. Option one, you pack your shit and we leave in a calm and normal manner, or option two I throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here kicking and screaming."
At this point, I prefer option two and by the look on her face now that is what we would be going with.
I cracked my knuckles before picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder. She yelped and started banging her fists on my back, it hurt like a son of a bitch, but I could take it.
"Put me down you asshole, put me down." She yelled as she continued her assault on my back.
"Rosalie and ahh…" Damn what was the other friend's name?
"Esme." She said.
"Right Esme. Since your friend is in no condition to pack herself. Do it for her. Aro pass me those keys, call someone to pick you all up." I said holding out my free hand.
I carried Bella down the stairs with her still kicking and screaming even got her in the car. Let me tell you that was one hell of a challenge. My past experience with those who fight back, they usually end up in the boot and not in the passenger's seat.
Bella finally calmed down when she finally realized that the door was not going to open no matter how hard she tried.
"Good to see you've decided to stop." I said.
"This is kidnapping you know."
"You're my wife, I wouldn't call it kidnapping."
"I am not your anything. Stop this car I want to get out, I want to go back home."
"I am taking you home."
"You took me from my home now take me back," she yelled so loud in the small space the car provided my ears where ringing.
"Fuck, will you quiet down."
"No I will not quiet down. I want to go home."
"And I told you, I'm taking you home." I yelled back. See two can play that game.
"You are such an asshole." She screamed.
"Will you lower you're fucking voice my head is pounding."
"Tough." She folded her arms across her chest and sunk back into the seat. She was quiet after that as she looked out the window.
"Who was that?" I asked after I calmed down.
"What?" she looked at me confused.
"Back at your place, who was that?"
"No one." She shrugged.
"Didn't look like no one."
"An ex-boyfriend who does not seem to understand the meaning of the term ex, not that it's any of your business." She gave me a dirty look before turning her attention back out the window.
We had hit downtown traffic so we were going to be stuck in this car a while. No time to talk like the present.
"You are my business. You are my wife after all."
"Yeah, not for long," she huffed.
"Keep telling yourself that princess."
Has she not yet understood that there will be no separation, no divorce, ever?
"Don't call me princess." She said stubbornly.
"Tough princess." I smiled.
"Please don't…stop calling me that." There was slight panic in her voice and her knuckles had turned white from gripping the seat so tight.
"Ok, I'm sorry. No nicknames then."
"No nicknames ever." She said.
I took one of her hands in my own and rubbed soothing circles with my thumb to comfort her, take away whatever memory she was having right now. I needed to find out more about this ex-boyfriend, I had a feeling he was going to be a pain in the ass. I need to get rid of him.
"Don't touch me," She said as she came back to reality. She pulled her hand out of mine.
The remainder of the car ride was silent. She didn't say anything and I refused to ask any more questions all of them could wait.
We arrived at my place on the lower east. I parked the car in front and jumped out quickly to get her door like the gentleman that I am.
I grabbed onto her hand not trusting fully that she would not attempt to run away. Boy she was right, this does sound more like a kidnaping.
I pulled my key and opened the door.
"Hey Eddie," she squealed when she saw me.
I nearly pulled my piece out on her. How the fuck did she get in here, oh that's right, she stole my spare keys.
"Who's this?" she asked staring with pure hatred at Bella.
"Wow Edward, I mean just…wow," Bella said as she looked at Alice standing naked on my stairs with her hands on her hips.
I was well and truly fucked.