HE LEFT ME!!

alternate reality

Bella

"Mike," Edward's voice filled the room, velvet and deadly, "You'll step away from her now, or you'll die."

His eyes narrowed, "Your choice."

I watched as Mike's eyes widened in absolute terror, trying to pull his raised arm out of Edward's steel grasp. "What the heck?" Mike swung his body around, "Let go of me!" he roared.

"Do you promise to stay away from Bella?" Edward's voice was still calm and collected, yet dark. I felt a shiver run down my spine.

"She's my wife," Mike growled, still thrashing fruitlessly in Edward's hold. "I'll do whatever the hell I want to do to the whore!"

"Excuse me?" Edward's voice lost its calm layer, faltering into icy fury. Mike stopped struggling instantly and I could see the dread on his face as all the color drained from his skin. "What did you just call her?"

Mike stared at me, an anger lurking deep within his terrified eyes. He opened his mouth to speak several times before finally uttering, "I called her a whore."

"Funny," Edward said. He didn't sound like he found it funny at all. He looked frighteningly angry... like a vampire. "I thought I misheard you. That's a shame."

There was a sickening crack and Mike fell to the ground howling in pain. His arm hung uselessly to his side, broken in ways that twisted my stomach. He rolled on the ground, clutching at his shattered arm and screaming in pain. "You broke my arm!" he raged, "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill her!"

Normally, that would have terrified me.

Nothing was ever normal with Edward. I liked it that way.

"Mike, what are you afraid of?" Edward's question took him off guard. He stared up at him blankly, silent as though he had forgotten the pain in his arm. After a full minute of silence, Edward turned his eyes to me. "Bella, dear?"

"He's terrified of the dark, old movies," Edward laughed loudly at that. I blushed and continued, "And... big foot."

"Ah," Edward mused, "Of all the mythical creatures to be afraid of, he picks Big Foot. What a fool."

Mike sat on the ground, fuming in anger as he held onto his useless arm. Edward stepped closer, kneeling down to stare into Mike's eyes. He grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him. I could have sworn I heard another crack. "Mike, I think it's time for you to be scared."

"W-what?"

And then he was gone.

From downstairs, I heard a soft popping that continued through each room. My brow furrowed in confusion. Mike had begun to shake in fear, "What is he doing?"

I was silent. I had no desire to talk to him after all he had done. The popping continued, rising to upstairs. Soon, I realized, the popping noises were sounding from each light bulb as Edward shattered them with his fist.

Everything went dark.

"Turn them back on!" Mike yelled in the darkness. I felt a pair of ice cold arms wrap about my waist and I was soon lifted and set gently upon the bed. "Crap, crap... TURN THEM ON!"

"Here," Edward whispered, pushing something into my hands. It was metallic and long, ice cold and glass at the top. I stared, confused, into the dark. His lips were at my ear, whispering to softly for Mike to hear over his own howls, "It's a flashlight. Think of campfires, Bella. It'll terrify him, Alice already saw it."

He left my side then and the room began to rattle. Mike had stood up and he began running around the room, fumbling for the lights. There was no way to fix them, of course. He continued to scream, slamming into dressers and doors.

A dark, evil, maniacal laughter filled the room and I recognized it as Edward's. Never had I heard him laugh that way... it was almost comical. He was doing his very best to terrify Mike and it was working.

"Turn on the lights!" Mike screamed, slamming back into the door.

I felt a cold hand brush my shoulder and took it as my cue.

I flicked the switch on the flashlight, allowing the glow to cast shadows across my features as I shined the light up into my face. Mike shrieked like a young girl, his one good hand covering his mouth. He stumbled back in fear, toppling to the ground. He began to scramble, still screaming.

"Mike," I muttered, trying to keep my voice as cruel and spooky as possible, "You have been a very bad boy."

Again, the girlish shriek left his lips. He was on the floor, scrambled into the center of the room... when the door was knocked to the ground. I heard a loud, metal cranking noise and the sound of splintering wood. I began to shake in fear, but Edward's cool embraced calmed me, "Alice... well, she got Allie a little present."

"A present?" Edward cupped my hands gently, turning the light towards the door.

"A tank."

I honestly had to see it to believe it. Allie was riding in the center of a child sized tank. Despite the fact that it was indeed child sized, it still broke the sides of the wall as it pushed through the door. Allie was giggling as madly as Edward had been moments ago. She had a little green army helmet atop her head, one arms raised in the air as she rolled the tank towards Mike, "CHARGE!"

"Oh, god!" Someone shrieked within the room. Alice had joined the fun, "It's a SASQUATCH!"

Silence, save for the tank.

"Alice, he's not that smart."

"Oh, um..." she paused before continuing, "It's BIG FOOT!"

Mike's girlish shriek sounded once again. It grew higher in pitch, followed by continuous screams as Allie drove over Mike's legs with the tank. I heard a loud splintering as his legs cracked beneath the weight of the tank. He thrashed in fury, trying to get away... it was no use.

His legs were crushed.

"No! Not Big Foot!" Mike howled, dragging himself across the floor with his one good arm. "No!"

"Okay, it's time to finish this," Edward muttered, his voice grim. "Alice."

"Yep!" Alice chirped. I could hear the sound of Mike screaming and struggling. Edward's comforting arms scooped me up into his embrace, carrying me along.

"What about Allie?"

"Emmett's got her," Edward assured me.

It wasn't long before we were at their house. In the light of their house I could see the full extent of damage caused to Mike's body. His arm was shattered and twisted, his legs crushed into broken bits. "What are you doing?" He shrieked.

"We've had this planned," Alice answered him, her voice cheerful. "We have a room just for you."

"You can stay there forever," Edward muttered darkly.

"Forever!" Allie giggled.

Mike was dragged into a room set off to the side, a room I had never noticed before. Alice shut the door behind her and I remained with Edward in the hall.

"What is she...?"

"We made that room for him. Alice found out about his horror of old movies a while ago and so we set this up. The room is sound proof, thankfully," Edward grinned crookedly at me, "We're locking him in there with old movies..."

The door opened. Alice was grinning. I could hear the horrible screams through the open doors. The screams of his pain earlier were nothing compared to the screams that were coming out of him now.

"Until he dies."

Ah, justice.

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