Bella Swan: V.S.E.
a/n: Soooo, this is my first attempt at writing anything really, I figured I'd give it a shot and see how it goes..
Also big thank you goes to my girl blasphemy72 for reading, cheerleading and filling in the blanks.
Chapter 1: Honeysuckles and Strawberries
Staring at the massive building before me my body gave one last quiver as my blood runs cold, dreading the meeting that is about to come. I screwed up, big time. This wouldn't be such a big deal, if this was the first time, but it wasn't and knowing me, it would not be the last. I was never supposed to be, an accident she called me. A speed bump on her way to a better future, that was what my dad and I had been nothing more. Charlie, my dad, had loved my mother Renee unconditionally, taking whatever she dished out, in the hopes of getting her to stick around. Nothing worked. I awoke early one morning to her throwing her bags into the back of an old beat up Chevrolet and climbing into the cab with the neighbor's eighteen year old son, Phil- I think it was, for parts unknown. It broke Charlie, leaving him with a daughter he couldn't help and didn't understand. He knew what I was, hell he knew what mom was, they were supposed to be together forever, he was her mate and without her he was nothing. Charlie raised me as best as he could until my impulses and cravings became too much for me to control and he could no longer look the other way. The day I had to leave plays on loop in the back of my mind, always flashing, never ending.
Walking home from school one winter day I caught the faint scent of honeysuckles coming from behind a church. My body stood paralyzed as the smell overpowered me, making my mouth water and eyes brighten. My heart rate shot up so much I thought surely I was going to sprout wings and take flight like the hummingbirds from summers before. Before I knew what was happening my feet turned in the direction of the smell. Rounding the dilapidated old house of worship I caught sight of a young gentleman. "Hello" I say, walking up cautiously. As I step closer I realize the smell is coming from him. "Oh, hello ma'am-how are you this fine evening?"asked the completely edible blonde haired man before me."Good sir, what may I ask are you doing out here all by yourself?"I step closer wanting to get as close as possible to this man, why am I not afraid of him?"I'm rehearsing. I'm asking my girl to marry me tonight and I want it to be perfect." He says blushing slightly as my eyes roam from the top of his head to the tip of his toes. "Well, that's a lovely idea. Would you like to practice on me?" I ask, saying anything to prolong the moment. "I'm not sure that's appro..Are you sure you wouldn't mind?" He asked."No, not at all, I'm Bella by the way." I said holding out my hand for him to shake."James" he says clasping my hand with a smile. As our hands meet I get an unfamiliar sizzle deep in the pit of my stomach, I move closer looking him in the eyes, and he almost stops breathing. I stand there unsure of what to do next but then instinct takes over. Fire races through my veins as my muscles contract, my head lolling back from the shear sensation of it all. Finally I rip at his pants enough that they fall shredded to the ground. I take one last calming breath, my heartbeat so loud I can hear it in my ears, feel it behind my eyelids, every part of me pulsing for release. "This is wrong!"My mind screams, "how do I know to do this" I ask myself as I fight against my undergarments begging them to break or give just a little. Finding a hole I rip them off and toss them to the side. I grab his hip turning us around and shoving him to the ground as I climbed on top of him. My breaths are coming out in gasps as I attempt to lower myself onto his dick. Thoughts racing through my mind a mile a minute as I shimmy back and forth on his dick trying to relieve some of the pain. I stop, deciding to rip it off like a band-aid, lifting myself up and slamming back down on him again with a scream that could have woke the dead. As the pain subsides to a dull ache I test myself sliding back up, then down and again, as I begin to move faster I feel a warm white light encompass me. The faster I go, the brighter the light becomes until feel a jolt that knocks me breathless, sending me flying backwards off James and tumbling down the hill. I sit up staring dumbly at him wondering what just happened. My wits finally returning, I scramble around looking for my discarded clothes, finding nothing but my dress quickly toss it over my head throwing one last glance toward James, who is just now seeming to come out of his stupor. "I have to get out of here. I don't know what happened." I cried at him, all I knew was that he no longer smelled like honeysuckles and I was scared shitless. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me home, praying Charlie would still be at work. No such luck, Charlie was home. Never breaking stride I opened the front door, running up the stairs and straight into the bathroom. How would I explain this? I was used goods, not damaged because I gladly did it but used, this severely limited my choices. Sitting on the cool tile floor, I rock myself back and forth till sleep comes..
"Miss Swan, Miss Swan??" someone says as a pair of fingers snaps rapidly in front of my face. Shaking my head to clear the memory I look in the direction of the voice and find the concerned face of the middle aged security guard. "Are you alright Miss Swan?" he asks again. "Err.. Yes, Aro?" I answer slyly looking at his name badge. "Are you sure? We've been wondering about you standing here staring into space for the last ten minutes." "TEN MINUTES!!" I shout. I am running so late now, shit! I dart off for the elevators, pressing the up button in rapid succession, secretly hoping to speed them up. As the doors open I am in like a flash pounding my hand on the close door button. The doors slide back open but no one is standing there, huh? I step forward and peek my head out to find no one waiting to get on the elevator with me. Leaning back to look at the panel I notice that I never chose the floor, dumb shit, hitting the top button. Reaching the thirty fifth floor, I walk toward the reception desk to alert Jessica of my presence. "About time you showed up Swan." Jessica sneered, "Heard about your last performance and I must say, way to go. I didn't know you had it in you, a gramps no less." "Are they ready to see me?" I ask, trying to keep a calm face when all I really want to do is smack this girl square in her fat forehead. "Yeah, they've been waiting for the past twenty minutes and said to send you back immediately." She said pulling out her nail file. "Thanks" I muttered walking towards the conference door. With a quiet knock, I twist the door handle and rush forward, like my ass is on fire, better to get this over with quickly. As three pairs of eyes turn to me, I stop frozen, realizing I was never invited in..
"Miss Swan, we have been waiting for you?" Jane, a lovely looking young blonde with sparkling grey eyes, says looking at me."Good morning, ma'am." I say politely. "Care to explain why you are late?" "I don't have an excuse ma'am." I say gulping loudly. "Is it true?" asked Heidi looking over the notes before her. "Did you really attack a Gramps? That's disgusting. Who knew you were that hard up?" she snickered. "That is enough Heidi, you are only in here to takes notes on the punishment, not make commentary, you got it?" demanded Esme angrily. "Where is Queen Rosalie?" I ask meekly, unsure what it meant that she wasn't here. "She was called away on an emergency, but agreed to go with whatever punishment we deemed fit." Answered Jane, letting me know I was not off the hook. "I got a phone call last night from Mr. Black with a very grievous complaint, now I would like to hear you side. Start at the beginning and leave nothing out."
"I got to the party twenty minutes late, hoping to be able to finally feed there. There had to have been at least fifteen to twenty guys packed in that small room, what are the odds none of them were Virgins. But I realized within the first minute that there was not decent smell to be found, so I started my dance to get it over with as quick as possible. As I was dancing I caught the faint whiff of strawberries which is pleasant enough so I followed it. The closer I got the stronger the smell; I followed it all the way down the hall and into a bedroom. That's when I saw him. Jacob I think his name was and he had on a tweed pants.."
"Wait, you said finally feed? How long has it been?" Esme asked. "Almost a year." I answer truthfully. "You know that it is unhealthy to go so long in-between feedings, how could you take that risk Isabella?" she whispered heart brokenly. "I know, I'm sorry" I said tearing up. "You know that "leaking" is a side effect of not eating right?" Whoa, what?.. How did I not know that, "No ma'am, I didn't."
"What is this with the tweed pants?" inquired Jane, interrupting us both.
"I can't seem to resist a man in tweed pants, but please let me get this all out before you ask any more questions. As I stated before it has been awhile since I have properly fed and the scent of strawberries was making my mouth water so I stepped closer. Jacob's smile grew the closer I got so I figured I was ok. I didn't anticipate straddling him and I sure as hell didn't expect to be riding his junk like a pogo stick when his son came in, it kind of just happened. I'm sure you know the rest since you're the one who had to talk to the daughter-in-law. Needless to say there were tears, screams, gasps and none of them were good. The only reason the cops weren't called is because Jacob refused to press charges, exclaiming he was just happy his junk still worked. So yeah, that's the long version of it.."
"I will never understand you girl, you're not like the rest of us." Jane stated, shaking her head. "Can you please step outside and give us a minute to confer with each other; we'll call you back in when we're ready for you." Daring one last look at Esme, I turned around and walked out.