I Don't Care About That Bitch Anymore
Disclamer: We own nothing. Only this plot. Hell, I don't even own it, it's Miranda's!!
Warnings: The biggest one would be RANDOMNESS. Like, really. Bondage, slash, mature themes, language, umm... almost incest? Hehe. Don't worry, not much sex is described, although there is a little bit.
Bella's POV
I watched Charlie's cruiser make its way out of the drive way and down the street."Yes, finally" I said to Edward and Jacob, who were standing beside me. Now we could finally have hot, wonderful, sex. I grabbed the handcuffs that were under my bed and started swinging them on my finger. Edward grabbed them from me and hooked him to Jacob, while I looked for my whip. After about an hour of play time, we make our way onto the bed.
2 hours later
Edward and Jacob were in the middle of inhaling each others lips when somebody walked through the door. When I looked up from what, or rather, who I was doing I saw that it was ...CHARLIE. "OH SHIT", I heard myself stood by the door frozen in shook while I frantically tried to cover myself; blushing I composed myself enough to look at Edward and Jacob I saw that they were doing the same thing as me. "Umm, hi dad! " I said in a cheerful tone. Mabye if we act like he didnt see anything he'll just think he's delusional or a while of silence I realized that Charlie wasn't going to start talking for a while so I walked over with a white sheet around me and closed the looking at Jacob or Edward, I walked over to my closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt and quickly out them I walked downstairs to face Charlie.
Yepp. That's it. This is the almighty Miranda's fanfiction. Wow. I don't know if like this account will be frozen because of... this. Sorry. I, Kathy, had nothing to do with it. I'm just posting. BLAME HER, NOT ME!! Hehe. It's good. Quite random, and short, but good. I'll be posting the next (and last) chapter right after this one.