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BPoV Chapter 2
My anger peaked and I started shaking violently, tremors rocking my body. I looked towards Alec and saw that he was staring at me with awe and love in his eyes, "What?" I snapped, venom coating my words.
"Bella," he said slowly, "Your hands are on fire and your eyes are red." When I failed to show any shock or calm down, he said, "Bella, honey, calm down."
"I-I c-can't," I stuttered, my eyes casting downwards glances.
"Bella, I can help you if you don't let the fire touch me," he said, taking a cautious step forward.
"OK," I sighed. Alec walked up to me, wrapping his muscular arms around my waist and kissing my neck, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. After a while, I calmed down and my brown eyes were ringed with sapphire. "Thank you, Alec," I said, smiling slightly at him.
"No problem," he said, smiling that gorgeous, boyish smile again.
"Alec," I started, "I have a plan to get revenge on Edward, but I need your help… well, the help of the Voultri and you, really. I need you to let Aro let us leave," I said.
"Of course… anything for you." Alec said, "I just wish Edward couldn't read minds and that Alice couldn't see the future right now…" he trailed off and I noticed that Alec still had his arms around me and his face nuzzled into the crook of my neck, but surprisingly, I didn't want his to leave his position.
After a moment of sweet silence, Alec asked rather suddenly, "Bella how was it possible for your hands to be on fire?" Alec asked.
"Alec," I said, "You have to promise not to tell anyone."
"I swear to you, Isabella Marie Swan, that I will not inform anyone of your little 'talent '." Alec said, smiling at the end of his pledge.
I beamed up at him, he was so adorable, "I-I… I am Isolde Ivory Carpathian, princess of the Underworld." I said, smiling nervously at the end.
His eyes widened, "You're kidding, right? She is told to be the deadliest woman… even the vampire armies fear her and know of her war name, Ave Angelus Mortis Bellona; All Hail Angel of Death Goddess of War." He said, looking down at me.
"Quite a name, isn't it?" I asked.
"I've heard rumors… but how exactly did you get your name?" he asked.
I smiled, "From killing as many of the unholy as a reaper, looking like a goddess, singing like an angel and fighting in all wars as well as conquering them." I sighed.
"You don't sound too happy about that," Alec said, obviously noting my sigh.
"I don't know… it's just that I've been around for hundreds of years and all that seems to happen in my life involves violence. There is no peace. No happiness… it is all about power, about control, about guilty indulges, as well. Sex, money and power," I said, ticking off the three factors.
He nodded, "I understand. We should return; they are getting a little suspicious." He smirked a little and swung me over his back, running to where the others awaited our arrival.
When we entered, I noticed that Edward and Alice were fussing over something. I walked over to them and the attention of the room shifted to me, "Alice," I said nonchalantly, "Edward," I said curtly, "What are you fussing over?" I asked.
"I can't see the futures of anyone. No one. And Edward can't read anyone's minds. It is as if someone has taken away our powers!" She cried in frustration.
I smirked a little, I guess I am not that rusty, and looked over to Alec, nodding to Aro. Alec walked over and took Aro's hand. Aro looked over at me and his eyes widened slightly, seeing this, I narrowed my eyes slightly and he smiled a little. The whole exchange took less than a second and I looked over at the two Cullen's before they became suspicious.
Aro played it up that he was either to kill us, or turn me, but in the end settled for them changing me in the future. I shook my head slightly – if only they knew. Before we left, I walked over to Alec and hugged him, kissing his cheek, "You may not leave until after dark," Aro's authority-filled voice boomed through the room.
"Of course," Edward said, glaring at Alec because I clung to him with the reluctance of leaving him. I let go of Alec, gave him my number and kissed him before walking over to Alice and Edward.
***
After the severely long fight – of which I was awake for – we arrived at the Seattle airport. After collecting our luggage, we spotted all the Cullen's waiting for us.
Edward attempted – for the seventh time – to unsuccessfully wrap an arm around my waist, "Love, is there something wrong?" Edward asked.
"First of all," I said, slightly glaring as I turned to face him, "My name is Bella. Say it with me, Bel-la" – in the background, I could faintly hear Emmett's thundering laugh – "Second, could someone please take me the Hell away from here? I want to go home and I have shit to do." I said boldly.
Through body-vibrating laughs, Emmett said, "Of course, Belly, I will take you home."
***
When Emmett dropped me off at my house, I walked inside and almost tripped over a box. I sighed; it was probably another box with a gift and a wad of cash. Ever since Phil got signed, he has been sending money to me, along with Renee. I know they love me and are guilty because they think they are neglecting their parental duties, so I don't say anything bad about the gifts and money, I just accept them with good graces.
This week it was five thousand dollars and the new I-Phone 3GS. I squealed; it is currently the hottest phone on the market. After an hour of downloading music and a thank-you call to Renee and Phil, I drove to Seattle and pulled up at Michelle's Hair Design salon. I walked to the desk and asked to see Michelle. When Michelle walked up, I asked if she could wash my hair and cut it to the small of my back. She suggested I put in highlights so I agreed with her suggestion. After she finished with my hair, I stared in the mirror in awe. I had long, choppy, blond layers that were curled subtly and arranged artistically to show off the beauty in my face.
After hugging Michelle and thanking her profusely, I drove to the Seattle shopping centre and bought a bunch of new tight fitting shirts, skinny jeans, skirts, high heeled boots, pumps in every color available, new jackets, make-up and some accessories.
When I arrived home, I unpacked my shopping bags and changed into a pair of skin tight, dark grey skinny jeans that were purposely ripped, purely for artistic purposes, a tight, aqua colored shirt that says 'A Little Bit Innocent', a pair of ebony colored boots, similar to the ones I wore in Volterra, a pair of black earrings, a white Tokidoki watch, a black heart necklace and a charm bracelet Renee had bought me last week.
I started reading Wuthering Heights when my new Iphone 3GS started to ring, blasting out the chorus of AC/DC's Highway to Hell.
"Hello?" I asked. The number said 'Anonymous', and considering the large amount of numbers I had already programmed into the phone, it could only be a few people.
"Hey, Angel. How are you?" He asked, shortening my war name.
A bright smile was etched on my lips, "I am fine. How are you?" I asked.
He chuckled, "I am fine, but I miss you," his voice became sad and was tinted with a hint of longing, "So, what did you do today?" he asked.
"Um… I cut my hair… I dyed it as well. I bought a completely different wardrobe. You should come and see me soon, babe." I said, loving the way the word 'babe' rolled off my tongue.
"Of course, Angel. I would love to visit you soon. I will ask Aro soon… and you better send me some pictures." He said, playfully growling at the end.
I smiled, "I love it when you growl. S-E-X-Y. You should go ask Aro and I will send you the pictures." I said, smiling when I heard him growl with what I suspected was lust.
"Goodbye, my Angel," he said and I could practically feel the smirk on his lips. Those talented, talented lips…
"Bye, babe." I hung up and looked around the room. After a minute, I decided to call Jake, I hadn't seen him in a while and I had to get someone to take my picture. Killing two birds with one stone.
A few minutes later there was a knock on my door and I ran downstairs to see Jake. Without saying a word, I grabbed his hand a dragged him up to my room. When we entered the safe confines of my room, I let go of Jakes warm arm – a toasty 108 degrees – and turned to face him, "Hey Jake," I said nonchalantly, as if I hadn't dragged a werewolf up the stairs.
"What's up, Bells?" he said, then seemed to do a double take and his eyes widened, "You look… hot! Drop dead gorgeous." He said.
I laughed, "Thanks, Jake. You aren't too hard on the eyes, yourself." I stopped and walked over to get my Iphone, "Jakey, can you please take a picture for me?" I asked sweetly.
"S-Sure, Bells," he stuttered.
I smiled and started posing in different pictures. After a while, I dragged Jake in the photos with me and we took some together, smiling cheesy smiles into the camera and posing ridiculously.
I ended up sending a total of six photo's, three of just me and three of Jake and I together. To avoid Alec getting jealous of Jake, I wrote that Jake and I are best friends.
"Bella," Jake started suddenly, "I have something to tell you," his voice was exhilarated, but serious at the same time. I was wondering what could cause such an emotion.
"OK," I said, slightly unsure.
"I imprinted yesterday – on a girl named Sasha." He said, smiling widely at her name.
"That's amazing, Jake. When do I get to meet her?" I asked, nudging him lightly in the ribs.
"She is coming over later, so you can meet her then," he responded with a wide, shit-eating smile.
"I can't wait." I said honestly, then I thought of something, I was going to have to tell him sooner of later, "Jake, I have something to tell… but I don't think you are going to like it, so just, please, for me, stay calm." I said.
"OK," he started, dragging out the vowel, "What is it?" he asked.
"When I was in Italy, a member of the guard informed me that Edward has been cheating on me throughout our whole relationship." I said calmly.
"Oh, God, Bella. I told you he was bad news. I am going to kill his good-for-nothing, blood sucking, glittery ass." He finished with a grim, satisfied smile.
"No, Jakey," I wined, "Then I can't get my revenge!"
"So you're not sad?" He asked.
"No, I am pissed as Hell." I said with a little smirk, "I am all rebellious, now."
All of a sudden the phone rang and I sprinted to it, hoping that it was my Alec, "Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Angel," Alec's husky voice came through the phone, "Aro had given me permission to visit, so I will be there soon… in about two days."
"I can't wait to see you," I said, smiling slightly, "So… how do you like the pictures?" I asked innocently.
"Oh, I loved them." He said seductively.
"Babe, as much as I would love to hear your voice, I've got to go – my friend and I were talking about my ex." I said.
"The guy from the picture?" he asked.
"Yeah." I said.
"OK, then. I won't hold you up. I miss you Angel. Bye." He said, reluctantly letting me go.
"I'll miss you too, babe. Bye." I said.
When I hung up, I turned to Jake with a broad smile on my face. He was leaning against the kitchen bench with one eyebrow raised, "So, who was that?" He asked, trying, and failing, to sound casual.
"Oh, that was Alec." I replied with a shrug.
"The vampire? The vampire from Italy? Why is he coming here?" he asked, his anger showing plainly on his face.
"Yes, Jacob. He should be here in a day or two. Please don't attack him." I pleaded.
"OK, Bells. I will talk to the pack." He said with a reluctant sigh.
"Thanks Jake." I said, relief heard plainly in my voice.
"What time is it?" he asked suddenly.
"8:00, why?" I asked; is he going to leave me already?
"When need to get going if you're going to meet Sasha." He said with a small smile.
"OK let's go." I said as I grabbed a leather jacket and my Aviator shades.