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*** Chapter 3 – Louisville ***
Once Bella got a few countryside kills under her belt, Victoria felt the twitch to venture back into the big city. While the young girl was infatuated with all her newfound abilities – speed, strength, exceptional senses, Victoria had long outgrown the days where breaking trees in half and racing against a thoroughbred or bobcat was considered entertaining.
Vic tried being patient with the girl, but honestly, you can see dust specks, is that really so intriguing that you count or play with them for hours on end?
No, definitely not.
The day had come to leave the hills and hollers behind.
So, she took the newborn's reintroduction into society step by step, choosing first to load up into the Camaro and ride through the streets of the city with the windows rolled up while the sky was still dark with the early hours of morning. Hardly anyone was out walking the street, but the scent of humans could still be detected, a tracking trail that Bella could follow if she chose. A few nights later, the windows came down so Bella could adapt to the sensory assault of a world alive with colors, scents and sounds. Knowing the girl still had an accelerated appetite, they'd venture down to the bridge at some point where the homeless slept in cardboard shacks and strung out druggies chose to shoot up and soar into the next high.
Pretty girls stumbling through the trash and discarded needles might usually attract unwanted attention, but then again, these weren't your typical damsels in distress. And, that little drunken sway on Bella's low-rise denim clad hips was really just a way to snag whatever two-legged animal wanted to jump into her trap. The girl thoroughly enjoyed acting the part, getting a certain sense of satisfaction for pulling another unsuspecting victim into her clutches. Victoria found what she needed and made quick work of it, but she allowed Bella to have her fun.
"Hey there, miss, you need some help?" a couple of frat boys who'd wandered away from the U of L campus to score a hit followed behind Bella, unaware of the predatory grin that just spread across her face.
"No, I'm fine, I just dropped my keys somewhere," she called back over her shoulder, letting her ankle bend slightly so her gait stuttered and one arm swung out in an attempt to "try" and find something to hold onto.
The shorter of the two nudged his friend with an elbow, tilting his head to the side in Bella's direction before making a lewd gesture with his hips. His friend snorted and looked at the petite girl who was bent forward looking at a patch of weeds, still "searching for her lost keys." It probably wouldn't take much to talk that fine piece of ass into playing with them, they might even share a little bit of what was in their pocket with her, help everyone relax and try a little threesome action.
Victoria watched from the dark corner where she was sitting on top of a beat up trash dumpster, rolling her eyes and resisting the urge to snap the necks on these two little pricks herself.
"Hey," one of them grabbed Bella's hand as she tried to stand back up, swaying slightly, "You're a little cold there, maybe you should come sit in our car, warm up, while my friend looks for your keys."
Bella squeezed her eyes shut, inhaling the cocktail of blood, adrenaline and lust that was spiking through their veins. She resisted licking her lips, but held the palm of her free hand up to her forehead, "Ugh, I don't feel so good."
"I can see that, let us help you feel better," the taller of the two, easily identified by the abundance of Axe he bathed in prior to going out, tried to sound caring.
Bella turned and leaned against the one holding her hand, rubbing her face across his shirt as she fisted the material in her hand, hearing the material start to tear and releasing her hold slightly. The boy looked over her head and winked at his friend, thinking this was going to be easy, or at least the girl would be. His friend returned the smile and turned to pretend to take over the search.
Making their way over to some foreign-made sedan, Bella leaned against the vehicle, leaning her head against the hood, eyes trained downward as she heard the guy start the engine and get out to open the back door of the vehicle like a gentleman, letting Bella crawl onto the seat. Sliding in after her, he placed an arm around her and pulled her close, "Here, come get warm."
Bella snuggled in, snickering in her head over the absurdity of these two thinking they had the upper hand. She let one of her hands slide down the front of her v-neck t-shirt, making sure to pull the material slightly so her new "hero" could see she wasn't wearing a bra. She heard him suck in his breath as one hand came creeping around her shoulder, sliding sown the front.
Moving quicker than his mind could register, she hopped into his lap, taking her tongue and running up the side of his neck, feeling the bulge of his erection as she ground against him, intoxicated by the way his heart raced in response, blood pulsing fresh and hot beneath thin skin.
"Yeah, baby, I just knew you were gonna be a hot little thing," he stated, pulling down on her hair slightly, while his groin pushed up against her body.
Giggling, she bit down on his neck, breaking through the skin, iron and copper barely registering on her tongue.
"Ow! Damn, did you just bite me? Sorry, sweetheart, but I don't play like that."
Bella sat up, eyes wide, like she was surprised, "Oh? How exactly would you like to play it, pretty boy?"
"What the fuck are you on? You're eyes are all red. Did you take that shit that turns you into a cannibal? Maybe we need to call it a night…" adrenaline surged as fear started to register and the hunter became the prey.
"Aw, that's too bad, but I'm not finished yet," she bit down harder this time, lancing him with pain as her teeth made purchase in the muscles of his neck and he screamed, hand flailing for the door handle, trying to push her off.
His friend had been biding his time outside the vehicle and laughed as the car bounced, thinking he wasn't up for sloppy seconds, but he could put that mouth of hers to use. He'd give them a couple more minutes and lit up a joint, taking a few pulls, letting the weed relax his body as the bumps and groans of the car moving started to slow down. 3-minute man, huh? He'd have to give his friend shit for that, but maybe the girl was just that good.
Walking up to the vehicle, he opened the back door, saying, "Hey, can I join the…"
The words fell off his lips as he took in his friend's pale face and the bloody teeth imprint on his neck.
Bella smiled up at him sweetly, red still shining on white enamel, answering the question, "Oh, we wouldn't leave you out, stud."
Backing up, dropping the still lit joint on the ground, he turned to run, but Bella grabbed him and pinned him against the car, her grip stronger than any strength the boy possessed on a good day as she drew his head down and latched onto his lips, letting him taste the blood of his friend in a deadly kiss, unable to break free as she pinched his nose letting the oxygen run low until he finally passed out and she took the blood that was now casually flowing through his system like she was enjoying a glass of sweet tea on a hot July afternoon.
Drain'em and drop'em into the water, one by one.
The schools of fish in the Ohio River were certainly enjoying a buffet of flesh, no need to swim too far to get a bite to eat, courtesy of the crimson-eyed lass standing on the bridge above.
Having fed for the night, Bella and Victoria perched atop the Big Four Bridge, the breeze drifting through the Ohio Valley picking up strands of Victoria's auburn hair and twirling it into a frenzied dance. Bella lay back on the wide steel beam, watching the minute movement of the stars as they traveled across the night sky. Both girls had a lit cigarette resting in their pale fingers, sated by their latest kills and enjoying the slight tickle and tang of the burning tobacco, releasing long streams of smoke into the air.
"Those last two were absolute pricks," Victoria stated flatly.
"I could tell as much from the state of their pants. They weren't quite able to keep it up there in the end," Bella smirked at how surprised they had been by the change of plans from a drunken lay to the end of life as they knew it, "Assholes."
"I think it's time we move out of here," Victoria changed the subject, her words interrupting the sound of the rushing river below, her voice determined.
Bella puffed a few lazy smoke rings into the air before answering, "Yeah?"
Adopting a fake southern accent, Victoria spread her arms wide, stating with a grin, "There's a big wide world out there, darlin', and I'm thinkin' it's a mighty fine time for us to hitch up the wagons and roll out."
Bursting into snorts of laughter at the dramatics and horrible accent, Bella rolled onto her side, taking care not to fall off the edge and gazed down the length her legs where Victoria was smirking at her from underneath the brim of the straw cowboy hat she'd filched off her dinner. The brim of the hat sat slightly at an angle, covering up one eye and the tilt of her half smile ran parallel to the line. Sitting up and making a grab for the hat, still giggling and forcing Victoria to lean back in a wide arc in order to miss Bella's arm, the redhead countered the attack by knocking the laughing girl off the top of the bridge and down towards the water below. Tipping forward to watch her descent, Victoria took one last drag of her cigarette, as Bella screamed as if she were in danger. Shaking her head, she thought, Silly newborn, it's not like you can die from the fall or drown.
Sputtering as she resurfaced, pushing the hair back from her face, Bella spat, "You bitch, you know how long it's going to take for these clothes to dry?"
Tossing the cigarette butt away from her body, Victoria stood up and dived off the side, gracefully cutting through the surface of the flowing river. Swimming to where Bella was treading water, she couldn't help but laugh at the girl's grumpy frown as she splashed water in Victoria's direction.
Closing in on her, wicked gleam in her eye, Victoria questioned, "You know how you can avoid walking around in wet clothes?"
Not catching Vic's thread of thought, Bella asked innocently, "What?"
Sliding through the water like a shark lining up for an attack, blood red eyes locked onto lips that were slightly parted, beads of water on that plump lower lip, trembling with each unnecessary breath, Victoria grabbed onto the girl who looked more mermaid than vampire at the moment and whispered, "Get rid of the wet clothes."
Maybe one day, a hundred years from now, Bella would tire of the multitude of new sensations she was able to enjoy in her new body, but right now, feeling Victoria's tongue slide against her own and the cool water that slid with the current across the skin exposed when her shirt had been shredded, every touch caused a spark to ignite until she thought she would burn instead of drown in the river.
Wanting more, she bit and tugged at Victoria's lip, releasing a moan that begged for more attention. Pulling away from her slightly while wrapping her arm around the girl, Victoria took her other hand and pushed Bella's body backwards, watching as her long brown hair fanned outwards in the water and her breasts broke the surface of the water, nipples slick and pebbled in the night air. Letting her hand drift over to pinch and tease at the right one, she let her tongue lavish the same amount of attention to Bella's left breast.
Bella felt her eyes roll backwards, awash in the sensations caused by Victoria's attention. Her jeans quickly followed the shirt and graceful fingers teased her folds, thumb nail scraping her clit causing her to sigh with pleasure and welcome the fingers that dipped inside her wetness, abandoning all movement of her own to allow the other girl freedom to pull one orgasm after another from her body. She whimpered and moaned, felt more than one four-letter word fall from her lips when she tumbled over the edge. Pulling upright, her body still feeling the aftermath, Bella pulled Vic's face towards hers for another kiss.
Pushing her over to one of the columns holding the bridge, she tore off the red head's jeans before lifting her onto the ledge of the cement, lining her wet center up with her mouth before forcing her thighs further apart, placing a gentle kiss before assaulting the girl with her tongue until Victoria had her fingers digging into the concrete, crumbling it into dust as Bella made sure to give back every orgasm that she'd received.
Dropping back into the water, the girls floated in the river a bit, taking in the quiet hum of electricity that vibrated in the air around Louisville.
"You okay with leaving?" Victoria asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Bella asked, wondering where that question came from.
"Well, this was home for you, so I didn't know if you'd miss it," Victoria explained, not willing to change her plans, but still having some concern over Bella leaving Kentucky behind.
Voice empty and distant, Bella answered, "There hasn't been anything to keep me here for a long time."
Understanding more than Bella realized, Victoria nodded her head, "Yeah, I get that, which reminds me, we have a stop to make on our way out of town."
"Whatever you say," Bella spun away and made her way back to the shore.
A/N: Figured I might as well start these two off in my own backyard. The Big Four Bridge is a real place in Louisville, I put the picture of same on this story's page. It's actually a very lovely place to visit; the bridge used to be a train bridge and was turned into a pedestrian bridge allowing you to walk from Kentucky to Indiana, crossing the Ohio River on foot or by bicycle (which you can rent). There's a park, some restaurants and a boat dock around the area. And there weren't any vampires that I was aware of last month when I visited.
