Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Unlock Your Heart

By Momma2Fan

Chapter 12:

Carlisle sat back and watched his son. He was thrilled that Edward had such a level head when it came to the family—something he wished his father had had. When Carlisle was growing up, his biggest fear was watching his father die. He wasn’t prepared to share that fear with the man who would come to be his brother, his best friend.

He turned his head and looked at Charlie as he remembered the day his father brought him home.

“Let me go!”

Carlisle came running down the stairs and saw his father dragging some grungy kid toward his office.

“Carlisle, get in here,” the old man said gruffly. “Sit down, boy!” He roughly shoved the stranger in to a chair.

“Dad?” Carlisle asked as he entered the room.

“Sit!” Edward, Sr., barked. Once Carlisle was down, he spoke again. “I just caught this little shit trying to pickpocket me. Carlisle, would you like to explain to him what happens to people who steal from me?”

Carlisle paled. “They die…”

“WHAT!? Dude, I was just gonna take your wallet, not cut off your fuckin’ fingers!” Charlie yelled, rising to his feet.

“Sit down and shut the fuck up!”

Both boys watched as the older man steepled his fingers and eyed the two of them. A slow grin appeared on his face, causing Carlisle to cringe; he knew that face. This kid was about to get the opportunity of a lifetime, and Carlisle was gonna get to help him.

Edward, Sr., leaned forward and placed his elbows on his desk. “Here’s the deal. Kid, you are gonna stay here and work for me…”

“Charlie,” the boy interrupted.

“What?”

“My name…it’s Charlie.”

“Fine, Charlie; don’t interrupt me again.” Charlie nodded. “As I was saying, you will stay here and work for me. You will go to school and get your education, and then you will come here and be ‘schooled’ in the business. When I feel the two of you have earned your…stripes, so to speak, you can both take my place.”

“Dad, I…” Carlisle spoke.

“No! I’ve made my decision. I’ll have everything drawn up, and when you come of age,” he waves is hand around, “all of this will be yours. Split 50/50 between you two.”

Charlie gaped at the old man and then looked around at the opulence of the room. He had been on his own since his parents died. He had run from all the foster homes he’d ever been placed in, until he finally just lit out of town and never returned. That was two years ago. Now, this man in front of him was offering him a home and a chance. Why?

“Why, Sir?” Charlie needed to know.

“Respect, I like that. Why, you ask? Well, because I’m the boss and it’s my prerogative. Besides, I think you need a chance, and we’re the best one you’ve got.” Edward, Sr., got up and left, leaving a stunned Charlie and Carlisle staring after him.

“Dad?” Edward’s voice broke through Carlisle’s reverie.

Carlisle shook his head and turned to look at his son. “Yeah? Sorry.”

Charlie looked over at his friend and brother. “Where’d you go?”

“Just thinking about the day the old man brought you home.”

Charlie chuckled. “Scared the shit out of me that day. Also turned out to be my saving grace.”

“What the fuck are you to geezers talking about?” Emmett questioned.

“Emmett Charles Cullen! Apologize!”

Emmett hung his head and mumbled an apology to his father and Charlie. He then peeked out of the corner of his eye and saw the four men chuckling at his dressing down. He snapped his head up. “Thanks a lot, Rosie; make me look like an ass.”

“Oh, honey, you don’t need me for that,” Rose giggled.

Edward chuckled before he turned to Rose and watched as Alice poked her head around her. “What are you two doing here?”

“Have you not looked at the time, Edward? I would like to have my husband home sometime tonight,” Alice giggled.

Edward looked at his watch and groaned it was after three in the morning. “Let’s call it a night, guys. Emmett, I’ll want to see in my office by noon.”

Emmett nodded and followed his wife out the door. The rest of the group followed after. Edward took one look around and shut off the light, locked his door, and followed Felix to the waiting car.

**UYH**

“Son-of-a-bitch!” Bella walked out of the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her hand.

Edward ran out of his office with Emmett and Garrett hot on his heels. When he saw the blood seeping in to the towel, he paled. “Baby, what happened?”

Bella ignored him and paced around the room, muttering in Italian. “Damn coltello infilato e tagliare la mia mano!”

Garrett chuckled. Bella only spoke Italian when she was frustrated. “Edward, why don’t you go call the doc; I’ll calm down my sister.”

“Yeah, man,” Emmett spoke up. “I’ve never seen you pale at the sight of blood before.”

Edward turned on him. “You would, too, if it was Rosalie’s blood.”

Emmett paled and followed Edward back to the office while he called the doc. Garrett stood back from Bella and watched as she paced up and down the living room.

“Bella, e mi guarda la mano. Si accende, il sis. Sedersi,” Garrett spoke calmly.

Bella’s head snapped up and she looked at her brother. “Why are you talking to me in Italian?”

“You were speaking it, so I knew I would get your attention. Sit down and let me see your hand.” Garrett chuckled.

Bella sat and let Garrett take her hand in his. He gently unwrapped the towel and inspected the damage. The cut wasn’t deep, but it was long. While he examined her hand, Bella watched her big brother.

“Gar, can I ask you something?”

Garrett glanced up at her with a smirk. “You just did.” He shrugged, “What’s up?”

“How come, when Daddy offered you his share of the family business, you turned it down?”

Garrett sighed; he had known that she would ask this someday. “Bella it’s no secret I hate this life and want nothing to do with it. I wanted to go to college and become an architect, but you know Dad. I wasn’t given that choice. When it came to me taking over for him, I told him no. I refuse to be responsible for the taking of or ordering the taking of lives. I know how to shoot, but I never shoot to kill; I just don’t have the stomach for it. Edward understands that, so he never asks me for more than I can give. I’m more muscle than anything else, now.”

“So are you okay with me taking the reins, so to speak?” Bella wanted to know.

Garret smiled. “I’m more than fine with it. It’s not just me I have to consider anymore. I have Kate, and now…”

Bella’s jaw dropped. “I’m gonna be an auntie?” Garrett nodded. “I can’t believe Kate didn’t say anything. I’m so happy for you, Gar!” She threw her arms around her brother’s neck, forgetting about her bleeding hand.

“So, you see I don’t care if you take over. I have bigger things in my future.” Garrett grinned and pulled back from her, just as Edward walked in with the doc, better known as Jake.

“Hey, Bells. Let’s see the hand.” Jake kneeled in front of her, waiting for her to put her hand in his.

Bella glanced at Edward and then reluctantly let Jake look at her. She didn’t trust him…never had. There just always seemed to be something off with him. Edward tilted his head at her, looking confused by her reaction. He would definitely be asking her about it later.

“Well, I don’t think it requires any stitches, just a bandage. Make sure you keep it clean and dry.” Jake looked at Bella and she shuddered at the look in his eyes.

Edward sensed her discomfort and quickly thanked him for coming. Without a word, Emmett ushered him out.

“What the fuck was that?” Edward asked no one.

“I, uh…I’m gonna go take a shower.” Bella stood abruptly and ran from the room.

The three men stared after her for a moment before Garrett turned to look at Edward. “I think you need to keep an eye on Jake. I don’t like the way he was looking at her.”

Edward’s eyes darkened in anger. “How did he look at her?”

“Like she was something to eat,” Emmett piped in.

“I’m gonna kill him,” Edward said menacingly. “First, I’m gonna go check on her. You guys can show yourselves out.”

Garrett and Emmett nodded before standing and heading to the door as Edward climbed the stairs to find Bella.

**UYH**

Bella let the hot spray relax her muscles. She hated that man. He always made her feel dirty after he had been here. She picked up her loofa and began scrubbing her skin until it was red. She finally stepped out and wrapped a towel around her body. She swiped a hand across the mirror, cleaning off the condensation. She had just started running a comb through her wet hair, when a knock sounded on her door.

“Bella, are you okay?” Edward’s voice reached her.

Bella opened the door, only to see a stunned looking Edward standing before her. “I’m fine. Are you okay?”

Edward’s eyes traveled down the length of her towel-covered body and to the skin peeking out from beneath it. “Uh…I, um…”

Bella giggled and took a step toward him. “Edward, look at me.” She waited until his eyes met hers. “Breathe, babe. This is nothing you haven’t seen or felt before,” she said in a teasing manner.

Edward cleared his throat and reached a hand out, skimming up her arm to the loose knot that kept the towel in place at her chest. “If I undo this knot, I won’t be able to stop myself after I touch you. Tell me to stop, Bella,” he halfheartedly pleaded. He didn’t want to lose control if she wasn’t ready, but he craved the feel of her naked body beneath him. They had yet to take that step because Edward didn’t want Bella to feel pressured, but he wanted her badly.

Bella reached up and slowly loosened the knot, never taking her eyes from his. “I don’t want you to stop,” she whispered, the towel pooling at her feet.

Edward growled deep in his chest and pulled her naked form to his chest. Before crushing his mouth to hers, he whispered, “I love you.”

Bella moaned and opened her mouth to him when she felt his tongue sweep across her bottom lip. She pressed her hands to his chest as their tongues battled for dominance. With as much force as she could muster, she pulled at the fabric of his shirt and ripped it open, scattering buttons everywhere.

“Bella…” Edward tore his mouth from hers only to attach it to her neck. With his arms still firmly around her waist, he slowly started stepping backwards until his knees hit her bed. He sat down as his lips trailed down her neck to her beautiful breasts.

Bella moaned when she felt his mouth fasten around her nipple. “Oh…”

Edward tore his mouth from her and guided her to lie on the bed. He slowly kissed his way down her body, paying close attention to each breast before kissing down to her bellybutton, dipping his tongue into the small space. He continued his journey south until he got to the place he most wanted to be.

“Mmm, I can smell how much you want me,” he said huskily after inhaling her tantalizing scent.

“Edward…” Bella panted, her body trembling slightly with need.

He raised his head and looked in to her eyes as he swept a finger through her slick folds. “So wet for me…”

“Only you, Edward, please…” she begged, desperate for his touch.

“What do you need, my Bella?” He ghosted his lips across her thigh before resting it right above her mound. “Do you want my mouth here?” He flicked her clit as he spoke, causing Bella to buck her hips as she cried out in pleasure.

“Yes, please…”

Needing no further encouragement, Edward buried his face between her legs. As he licked and sucked her clit, he pushed first one, then two fingers inside her, curling them just so. He was searching for that spot inside her that was guaranteed to make her see stars. All the while, Bella was panting and pushing her hips up to his mouth.

“Oh, God, Edward…so close!”

Edward added a third finger, causing Bella to cry out. He sucked her clit into his mouth and moaned. The vibrations caused Bella to clamp down on his hand, her orgasm overtaking her. Once she had come down from her high, he removed his fingers and licked them free of her juices.

“You taste divine, love,” he said when he was finished.

Bella sat up quickly and removed the rest of his shirt. “You have on entirely too many clothes,” she stated as she met his wanton gaze.

Edward stood, and together they made quick work of his pants and boxers. When his cock sprang free, Bella licked her lips in anticipation. Seeing the look on her face, Edward gently pushed her on her back before crawling up over her and settling himself between her legs.

“This is about you tonight. I love you, Bella,” he murmured as he lined himself up at her entrance, “so much.”

“I love you, too.” She reached up and brought his mouth to hers as he slowly pushed inside her. They moaned once he was fully seated in her heat. Bella couldn’t remember ever feeling so full, and was grateful when Edward gave her a minute to adjust to his size.

“Oh, Babe; you feel so good. I’m not gonna last,” Edward groaned as he began to move. The only other sounds in the room were their moans of pleasure as his thrusts picked up speed.

“Edward….oh!” Bella could feel the coil building in her belly, and knew she was close. She wrapped her legs around his back and pressed her heels into his ass, forcing him deeper inside her.

“Oh, fuck! Bella, I’m….”

Bella’s orgasm slammed in to her, causing her to scream out his name. Her walls clenched around Edward, squeezing him and sending him over the edge with her name on his lips. She felt him come in long, warm spurts as she continued to milk his cock. Finally, Edward collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged, spent from their shared moment of passion.

He rolled to his side, pulling out of her in the process, and causing her to whimper at the loss. He tugged her in to his side and pulled the comforter up around them. With whispered words of love, they both drifted off into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

Italian Translations:

Damn coltello infilato e tagliare la mia mano = Damn knife slipped and I cut my hand.

Bella, e mi guarda la mano. Si accende, il sis. Sedersi. = Bella, stop and let me look at your hand. Come on, sis. Sit down.