Chapter 4

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BELLAS POV

We almost made it to the door when a cop that was sitting at the counter yelled for us to stop. We didn't because Paul said to keep walking and I did what he said.

He followed us outside into the parking lot and of course that was a bad thing for him. The cop looked at me "Miss are you okay? I thought that I just saw your face on the TV as a kidnap victim."

Smiling at him "No that wasn't me you must be mistaken. But thank you for your concern though." He was looking back and forth between me and Paul. I don't think that he believed me.

Paul told me to get in the car. The guy grabbed Paul when he turned his back to him "I know I saw her face on TV and you're under arrest."

Paul ripped his body away from him "You should have minded your own business." I watched through the window as they fought. The guy didn't stand a chance at fighting Paul. I think the guy broke his hand when he hit him in the face.

Paul reached over and grabbed the lap part of my seat belt. He cinched it up so much that I couldn't move "You need to be buckled up because we are going to go for a hell of ride."

Looking over at the speedometer, I wished that I hadn't "Shit are we really going almost a hundred miles an hour. Slow down or you're going to be the one that kills us." The cop car was behind us with his sirens going off.

Paul never took his eyes off the road "Actually were going one hundred and ten miles an hour." If I wasn't so scared right now, I would have been pissed.

He pushed the play button on the CD player and it was playing, They Call Me The Breeze by Lynard Skinard. He cranked it up as loud as it would go. What the hell? He looked over at me "I play a lot of grand theft auto with Seth and I always play this song when I play it. It helps me think." Is this guy for real?

We were weaving in and out of traffic. Flying down the highway so fast, that I felt like we were on a roller coaster ride. Paul went down an embankment and drove through grass and we were on some old road again. That didn't work out so well the last time for us when we did it.

We were slowing down and pulled the car in somebody's driveway. He drove to an old out building, got out and opened the big doors. He parked the car inside and shut the doors. "We'll stay in here until dark then we'll leave. They are going to be looking for this car now."

Still being frozen to the seat, I didn't move. I had my hand gripped so hard on the door that I probably left a permanent hand indention in it. Paul rolled his eyes "Stop being so dramatic Bella let go of the door, you're fine."

He got out of the car and went walking around outside. I can't believe he thinks all this shit is fine because it is not. I got out of the car "Paul there is nothing fine about any of this. The police have seen us and the car. Why don't you just let me go? I won't tell anybody that it was you. I will tell them that all of this was just a big misunderstanding." I was trying to sell the idea to him.

He smirked "So you think I give a fuck about the cops. If they run the plates on the car; they are looking for Paul Wolf remember and not me. You can tell them whatever in the hell you want to. To whomever you want to. But you're not going anywhere without me."

"I still don't know why I am with you. You won't tell me anything. You are mean to me and you act like an ass all the time. I could be on my own with twenty vampires chasing after me and I would still be safer than I am spending five minutes with you."

He starts laughing "Okay." Then he walked away. After everything that I said to him all he can say is okay.

It was almost dark and it was time to be on the road again. He told me to wear that damn red wrap again so that no one could see my face as we drove down the highway until it was dark.

It had been an hour and he was quiet. He never said a word or even played with his precious radio. So I was trying to ask questions to find out why I was with him. None of this makde any sense to me. Actually nothing he does really makes any sense to me. "Hey I was wondering when you're going to tell me what is going on? I think that I have the right to know."

He never answered any of the questions that I asked him and I'm pretty sure that he was pretending like he couldn't even hear me. So I was getting pissed but, when I looked over at him all I could get out was "Um…..um…um…um."

He let out a sigh "Come on Sparky spit the shit out and make a complete sentence. Not that it's going to do you any good because I'm still not going to tell you anything."

So I pointed and he looked out his window "Oh shit." It was a black sedan just like the one that we stole from that guy. There were four men in it with dark suits on and two of them had guns pointed out there window at us.

Paul stepped on the gas and I was going for another joy ride today. He swerved off the exit at the last minute and I was praying that we had lost them. But of course we didn't. There hasn't been anything about this shit with Paul that has been easy or simple.

They were firing bullets at us and shattered the back glass. One must have hit a tire because we were driving on the rim. Paul pulled into a gas station parking lot. He grabbed the bag of money and we started running.

We ran until we found a back alley. I could barely keep up with him and I was trying to catch my breath "Paul can't you just like stop the bullets? I don't know how much longer I can run."

His mouth was open "What the fuck do you think I am? I'm a wolf, not goddamn Superman. I can't reflect bullets. If they hit me I die." I must have had a slight joyous looking smile on my face.

His eyes narrowed at me "Bella don't you even think about."

"Think about what?" You know I thought about shooting his ass and apparently he knew it too.

We were standing in the alley arguing whose fault it was that those guys found us when we heard brakes screeching and shit they saw us. We were running down the alley checking every door to see if one of them was unlocked.

When we found one door that wasn't locked. Paul tossed the money bag up on to the roof and we went inside. It was a sock hop dance of all things. Paul grabbed my hand "We have to blend in with the crowd. As long as there are people around; they won't do anything to us because there are too many witnesses." Damn I hoped he's right.

There was a sign in table and you had to buy tickets to get in. We bought tickets and they were telling us about the sixties dance off. The winner got to go up on stage and have the last dance as a couple up there. They also won two hundred and fifty dollars and were given a trophy. Paul was signing us up "What are you doing? I can't dance and why in the hell would we want to do that?"

He told me if we win we get to go up on the stage and can try to sneak off from those guys from there; go back stage. That is his great escape route plan, holy shit.

They gave us number nine to pin on Paul's back "Okay, now all we need is your couple name. Everyone kind of just makes up a cute little name."

Paul had a huge grin on his face "Our name is The Big Bad Wolf and My Little Red Riding Bitch Bella." Then he crinkled his nose at me a couple of times. This was my pay back for Dingleberry no doubt. But I was the one that sign got pinned to and of course they wrote our name just like he said it. Everyone just stared at me every time they read my name.

I took off my cape and shoes. Every day that I have spent with him only seem to just get worse. I don't know if I can take another day of him trying to save me or not.

Paul started unbuttoning my blouse and I smacked his hands. "Oh please, it's not for me. You better shake what little you've got to impress the judges out there. Our asses are on the line and that girl over there is a double D size cup that we are going to be dancing against. Besides Jacobs titts are bigger than yours." He is always such a charming asshole.

The first song we had to dance to was, You Never Can Tell by Chuck Berry. Paul seemed excited about it. Maybe he forgot to take his crazy pills this morning and he is just delusional "Bella have you ever watched Pulp Fiction and seen the dance that Uma Thurman did with John Travolta?"

"Yeah, so what?"

He pointed to the large breasted girl "We need to beat Texas titts so were going to do that dance." I don't dance first of all and there was no way in hell that he was going to make me do it.

The bad guys were making their way through the crowd of people and were getting way to close to us. We ran on to the dance floor and went into the middle of all the other competing couples. I guess there is one thing that is worse than dying from the embarrassment of trying to dance; being killed.

Paul told me to just do what he did. I felt silly but I was shaking what I had and trying to do the twist. He was twisting all the way down to the floor and then back up. The way he knew this dance there is no way in hell this was his first time doing it. I wonder if all the wolves get together and do this. Wouldn't that be some freaky shit to see?

When Paul did the splits his face was right at my crotch. The crowd was cheering him on and he was eating it up. What a cocky little shit he is.

But when we did the famous scene from Pulp Fiction where they V their fingers over their eyes it was almost sensual to dance this way. I felt care free and not like someone was standing a few feet away ready to kill me.

We won believe it or not after all that dancing we had to do. It was time for the winners couple dance up on stage. Paul took me in his arms and told me to breathe. He was singing to me low in my ear. He sounded so different then when he was annoying me in the car; he sounded good. Almost like Elvis Presley was singing it to me "Wise men say only fools rush in but I can't help falling in love with you. Shall I stay would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you. Like a river flows surely to the sea. Darling so it goes some things are meant to be. Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you." When the song was over he smiled at me. I have never seen him do that before; for me anyways.

He shoved me away from him "Get off of me the song is over and your making me all sweaty."

"He could fuck up a wet dream and not even be in it with just his personality." By the look he gave me he heard it and I would receive some sort of punishment for it later I'm sure.

We were on the run again. Paul jumped up on the roof and got the money bag. He changed the tire and we were gone.

I must have fallen asleep because Paul was shaking me trying to get me up. We were at a small stone cottage surrounded by woods everywhere you looked "This is where we'll be staying. My Grandma's house is just down the road from here. This is where I stayed when I came to visit her as a kid. I am amazed that she never sold it but she's hung on to it all of these years."

It only had one bedroom and he was going to sleep on the couch "Bella we need to be up early in the morning. Grandma will be waiting for us." Yeah I get to spend the day with psycho and psycho's Grandma.

Paul was shaking me "Bella it's time to get up." He is really extra annoying at 4:00 am.

He jerked the covers off of me and when the cold air hit my body I was pissed "Paul can't you just leave me alone. It's cold in here and I can't even seem to get awake because I'm so tired. You're really starting to piss me off too; so why don't you come back in an hour." He walked out and slammed the door behind him. Good maybe now I can get some sleep. I pulled the covers back up on me and snuggled back into bed.

But I never got to go back to sleep because he yanked the covers off of me and doused me with a pitcher of ice water "I bet you're awake now huh?"

PAULS POV

I was watching Bella out the window playing with Grandma's old dog. She has more kindness for that dog than she has for me. Grandma walked up beside me "Paul are you sure that she is the one?"

"Trust me, she's the one. Call them."

She let out a long sigh "I hope you are right. If I call them and we're wrong; death will be cast upon us all. I shall prepare to summons them; the blood moon is coming."

I hope that you enjoyed reading me. Okay my cuties I have been invited to submit one of my wolf stories to play with some of my wolf girl friends!

Which one do I submit :

Little Red Riding Hood and One Bad Wolf or The Forest Floor Holds Many Secrets

I am going to let you guys decide!

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They are on their way to…grandma's house.

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Bella is wearing a…..little red cape.

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They are staying far into the woods in a …little cottage.

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