Jadalulu's poster for Chappy 28

Teaser poster for Chappy 27

A meeting with Beastward on his way to Seattle

  Rain and Jamie walk into the luxury suite of Cullen Inc.'s private jet, where Edward is pacing a hole in the floor. 

   E:   Thank FUCK you're here. It's about fucking time.  I'm seriously losing my shit here.

   R: *A bit taken aback by the boy's enthusiastic reaction to their presence in the plane* Um...yes. Hello to you too, Edward.

    E : Yeah, yeah. Hi. Listen, I really need to ask you something.

    R: Ok...I'll answer your questions, but don't you think you should say hi to Jamie first?

    E: *Turns towards Jamie* Hi, sweets. It's nice to see you again.

    J: *Immediately transforms into shy fangirl* Hi, Edward.

    R: *Eyeroll*

    E: *Winks at Jamie then returns impatient gaze to Rain* Can I ask you now?

    R: Alright. What is it? *Shares dubious look with Jamie*

    E: Ok...you know what I'm gonna say to Isabella in Seattle, right?

    R: Yes...

    E: Can you like...tell me...how she's gonna react? Like, what the fuck is she going to say?

    R: *Sighs and shakes head while Jamie chuckles and looks at him indulgently* Edward. You know I cannot tell you that.

    E: C'mon! Ok, I know you don't want all these other fuckers to know but I won't tell them a thing. Just shake your head yes or no...*Waits for a reaction from Rain and gets agitated when he doesn't get any*  Fuck! You know I am losing my fucking my mind here. You know how fucking difficult this is for me.
    *When Rain doesn't budge, he puts on a sad face and turns to Jamie.*
    You know too right? Can you just give me a little hint? I mean, I completely fucked up with all this shit and the last time I saw her she asked me to get the fuck out of her life. Can you imagine how difficult this is for me? The anticipation is fucking killing me. Please, babe. Just tell me before I go crazy.

    J: *Totally taken by the Beastward puppy dog eyes, the floodgates release* Isabella isn't-

    R: Jamie! *Sighs and continues*  Edward, I can't just dole out the answers and tell you what will happen with Isabella. Right, Jamie?

    E: *Pinching bridge of nose but stops when Jamie's mentioned, knowing she has a soft spot he can play off of*

    J: ...Hmm? *Snaps out of staring* Oh! Right! Yes! Uh huh! *Nodding head repetitively*

    R: *Sigh* You didn't hear a word of that, did you?

    J: *Repetitive head nodding turns to immediate head shaking, eyes lower to floor* No, no I didn't.....

    E: Jamie, come to the cockpit with me. Let's go talk just you and me. *Throws angry glare at Rain while wrapping arm around Jamie's shoulder and starting to lead her away*    

    J: *Is now dead putty, being lead away by Edward* Okay...

    E: *Smiles mischievously*

    J: Wait. *stops and turns to Edward* I think Rain is right.

    E: What? I'm fucking pulling my hair out here! *illustrates by clutching at hair*       

                 

    J: *Strangled whimper* Not the hair....

    R: Ahem. *Pointed look at Jamie*

    J: *Shakes head, attempting to clear it* Right, um, right. I think Rain is right, Edward. You guys have been through so much, Edward. This is something you need to figure you between the two of you.

    E: *Looks pained and defeated*

    J: *puts hand on E's arm* You love her and she loves you. You'll figure this out. *sneaks glance at Rain, who is busy sipping Dom, courtesy of Cullen, Inc* But, you know, if she's not interested-

    R: JAMIE!!!

    J: *jumps back and shakes her head* Sorry, sorry. Don't know what came over me. Go to her, Edward. And tell her how you feel. All you can do is tell her how you feel.

    

  R: *throws Jamie an incredulous look and holds a glass out to her. Then turns to Edward and gives him a stern look*...Edward, stop behaving like the beast they say you are and sit down so we can talk. Many of these ladies have been waiting for a VERY long time for you to come to your senses. You are going to talk to them properly now.*Points to a chair opposite from her and Jamie*

    E: *Grumbles and flops down on the chair* Well where the fuck were they all this fucking time?? Lot of help they were to me!
  
    R: Don't take your anger out on them, Edward. They have shown a lot of support and sympathy for you and they have given Isabella a very hard time for breaking your heart.

    E: Well then they are just as fucked up as I am. Why the hell were they on Isabella's case? I am the asshole here. Tell them to back the fuck off of her. It's between her and me. None of their fucking business.

    R: Come on, Edward. What else do you expect? You were all half-cocked for 3 months...you had to know they would join you. With the kind of moping you've been doing, you have to know you'd have a sympathizer or two

    E: *armed with sarcasm* Oh, I'm sorry. Did I take too long in processing the second biggest motherfucking betrayal in my short life?! Pardon me if my rebound reflex is a bit rusty.

   R: Yes I understand that. But did you really have to dismiss Isabella without even listening to what she had to say for herself? And then not even attempt any kind of contact with her all this time?

    J: *mumbles something under breath*

  

   R: What was that, Jamie?

    J: Hmm? Nothing.

    R: No, no. What did you say?

    J: *sigh* Well, seems to me you're being a bit hard on him is all.

  

   R: *scoffs* Really, now?

    E: *crosses arms over chest and waggles eyebrows cockily at Rain*

    J: Look, all I'm saying is that there was hurt inflicted both ways. Yes, he should have heard her out but really, she knew his past. Maybe she shouldn't have waited so long to tell him. But you have to take into account how she must have dreaded his reaction, therefore delaying that particular revelation. *Jamie's limited attention span begins to stray* Hey Edward, ya got anything to munch on?

 
    R: *rolls her eyes at Jamie and turns to look at Edward*
  
    E: *rubbing temples with fingers and mumbling to himself* What a fucking mess. Nothing can ever just be motherfucking easy.
    
    R: Nothing worth it, anyways.
  
    E: *opens eyes and regards Rain thoughtfully. Sighs and leans back in chair. Nods at Jamie* She's right, you know. *interrupts Rain's attempt to interrupt* Isabella tried to tell me and I was too busy pouting like a little bitch. She hates me, I know it. And I fucking deserve it.

    J: *rolls eyes and swigs champagne* I didn't say all that, Edward. *blocks mouth from Edward's view and mouths to Rain* Emo much?

    R: *tries and fails not to snicker*

    E: I'm sitting right fucking here!

   R and J together: Sorry Edward. *Edward continues to glare.*

    R: Oh simmer down, Edward. Why don’t you save the dramatic proclamations for when you get to Seattle, hmm?

    E: *jumps up and starts pacing* That's just it! I'm fucking walking in blind! I have no idea what to expect. She told me to get out of her life! That doesn't exactly translate to "Please come and find me when you pull your head out of your ass!”

    J: *gigglesnort* Ass.

    R: Edward, sit down and try to relax. *thrusts platter of cookies at Jamie* And you. Pipe down and soak up the alcohol.

    J: *shoots up in chair and mock salutes Rain, taking cookies*

    R: *looks to Edward, who insists upon pacing* You're getting all worked up before it's necessary. You have no idea how Isabella will respond to you.

    E: *stops pacing and emits a sound akin to growling* But you DO!!! Why do I feel like we're talking in circles here?!?!?

    R: *inspects nails, not at all moved by Beastward's antics* I'm not serving up your HEA to you on a silver platter, Edward. You're gonna have to man up. You said you were pouting like a bitch before. Well, what are you doing now?

    E: *stops in tracks and faces Rain* Did...did you just call me a little bitch?

    J: *snorts, leading to a full on belly laugh*

    R: *snorts too* It's not like you haven't been called worse. *Mouths “beast” to Jamie*

    E: *catches their exchange* "I'm not motherfucking blind! *Goes red and points finger at Rain* And don't think I can't smell you all over that one too. Isabella would never fucking come up with something like that on her own!

    R: *shrugs* I neither confirm, nor deny. Look, we're getting off subject here-

    J: *Pipes up suddenly, mumbling* Fifty...sheesh…

    E: *looks at Jamie, confused* What?

    J: Oh nothing. It’s just that you've dropped the F Bomb about 50 times since we got here. *turns to Rain* Can't you filter him out or something? This can't lend well to his cause.

    R: *holds hands up in surrender* Don't look at me. That's all him.

    E: *looks at Jamie impatiently* Did you have…oh, I don't know...a fucking point?!

    J: *thrusts pointer finger in air* FIFTY ONE!

    R: *full on laughs*

    E: Well I'm glad you two are having a grand motherfucking time. It's only my heart and life on the line but really, as long as I've managed to make you fucking smile, that's what really matters here. *turns sharply just as Jamie opens her mouth* And can the motherfucking counting!!

    J: *hold hands up in defeat-struggling to contain smile*

    E: Whatever the fuck. You fuckers can think what you want, see if I give a fuck. Right now, the only person whose opinions I care about is fucking too far away and she doesn't have a problem with my language.

    R: Or so you think. *raises eyebrows*

    E: What? Why? What did she say to you? Did she say something? She doesn't like it when I swear? Why the FUCK hasn't she said anything to me? What else has she said to you? What else doesn't she like?

    R: *holds up hands* Whoa whoa whoa. Easy with the questions there, Beasty.

    E: *Edward narrows his eyes but lets it go.* C'mon. Please. Has she said anything else to you about what she doesn't like? Does she even like ANYTHING about me?

    R: *sigh* Edward, we've been over this. I'm not dropping hints. It's all on you and Isabella now. Sorry.

    J: *eyes Edward appreciatively* I bet there's a LOT of things about you she likes.

    E: *Ignores Rain completely and turns to Jamie.* Did she tell you something? What? What does she like?

    R: *focuses on Jamie incredulously* Are you drunk?

    J: *ignores Rain* I don't see the big deal here. I say you touch down in Seattle, find Little Miss Secret Keeper and lay it on the line. *stands and imitates Edward's voice* “Fuck this, Isabella! You lied, I overreacted. I motherfucking love you and you fucking love me too!!! Now come away with me and we shall get naked! Fuck, fuckity fuck!" *collapses into giggles*

    E: *regards Jamie calmly and turns to Rain* Why did you bring her again?

    R: She's supposed to keep me together. You know, put me straight if I go out of line and stuff. *throws dubious glance towards Jamie's giggling form*

    E: *look over at Jamie's drunken, giggling self* Clearly that was a well-thought out plan.

    R: Also, she wanted to come and she can be as annoyingly dramatic as you when she's begging for something she wants.

    E: *scoffs at Rain* Well it's good to see that someone's fucking begging got them somewhere!

    R: *tsk tsking Edward* You're still so thick-headed, even after a 3-month long temper tantrum and subsequent epiphany. Edward, the girl already told you she loves you. Why are you being this obtuse?
    
    E: Because! Don't you see?! I have no idea what Isabella I'm going to find in Seattle. She's been through so fucking much at the hands of my family. And she's so motherfucking good. But everyone has a limit. And I fucking pushed her and pushed her... *slumps into seat* What if it was one fucking push too far? *looks up to Rain, defeated* "Get out of my life.” She said that. Why the fuck would I expect her to want me?

    R: Yes she did say that. With good reason. And Edward, there is the very real possibility that she might actually say no. You have to be prepared for that outcome too.

    E: *looks at Rain as if she just slapped him*

    J: *chimes in, surprisingly sobered up* She's right. Looks to me like this is your chance to prove yourself. How important is she to you? Are you willing to let down your walls? To shed your pride and tell her how you feel and apologize for your wrong in it? All the time knowing that she could very well turn you away?

    E: Fuck. *Swipes his hands over his face and sits up straighter* Well then I guess this is fucking it huh?

   

   R: This is it, Edward. The only thing we can do now is wish you luck. Go get our girl.

    R and J clink champagne glasses and smile at Edward, who sighs and turns his face to stare out the window, waiting for the flight to land.