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Part IV
Damon wanted to laugh at the sexual tension between Edward and Stefan. He knew Stefan was madly in love with Edward and the human boy felt the same and watching them dodge each other was just too hilarious. Finally, when Stefan stared too long at Edward's ass, Damon lost it and broke out in fits of laughter. At that moment, Bella walked into the room with Jeremy Gilbert, Bonnie Bennett and Alaric Saltzman in tow.
"What did I miss?" she asked.
"Sexual tension," he managed out between his laughter. "I should write a book on this."
"It'll probably be a best seller," Alaric said sarcastically.
"Up yours," Damon said and than laughed again.
Bella sighed. "Alec sweetie!" she called and suddenly Damon stopped, suddenly numb. Bella turned to her husband and kissed his deeply before pulling away. "Thank you sweetheart," she whispered against his lips, mentally enjoying the taste of blood that still stained the inside of his mouth. "It was getting too noisy."
"So, who is this redhead we have hunt down?" Jeremy asked.
Bella was about to answer when the door opened and a smirking Elena came inside, a russet-toned boy of sixteen with her. Bella rolled her eyes and buried her face in Alec's neck, biting deep into Alec's skin, causing him to stiffen a moan. His wife only did that when she was around shifters and a certain shifter by the name of Jacob Black, who was standing in the room.
"Fuck," Jane cursed.
"Who are you?" Stefan asked.
"That is Jacob Black," Demetri answered. "He's a shifter who seems to think that Edward belongs to him."
"Dumbass," Bella cursed along with Jane.
"And wipe that smirk off your face Elena," Bella smirked. "Unless you want a repeat of what happened earlier."
Jacob's eyes met Edward's who soon ducked his head and began to play the piano. Damon, who had been numb all this time, was released from Alec's hold and raised an eyebrow. Jacob just kept staring at Edward until Bella spoke up, "For the love of God! He isn't your imprint you stupid brat!"
Jacob glared at her until he dropped to his knees in pain. Jane was smiling as she tortured the young male.
"Anyway," Alec muttered. "The vampire's name is Victoria. She's been after Edward for a while now ever since we disposed of her mate James."
"We moved Edward to Italy for the last few months and he was as safe as he could be. No vampire would so much as try to attack the Volturi," Bella said finishing off what her mate had said.
"The Volturi?" Elena asked.
"Vampire royalty," Stefan answered.
"In elementary terms," Damon said with a smirk when Elena glared daggers at him.
"Since Victoria is on the move, we've called Edward's family," Jane said and looked at the door as it rang. Demetri rushed to the door and let them in. A blonde haired male walked into the room with a caramel haired woman, a black haired pixie, two blondes and a brunette male who looked like he could bench press seven trucks. All of them had chalk white skin and gold eyes. "Carlisle," she addressed the older blonde male.
"Jane," he answered. "Bella, Alec, Demetri and Felix."
"Grandpa Carlisle," Edward smiled and rushed over, hugging the blonde male. Jacob growled and Bella threw a book at him.
"Excuse him," Bella smiled. Jeremy's face turned up just a bit. "Smelt them didn't you?"
"Sweet, too sweet," he muttered and buried his face in Bonnie's hair, sighing in relief.
"Alice," Carlisle called and the pixie walked forward. "Tell them what you saw."
"I saw Victoria," she answered and looked at Elena. "And a woman who looked like her."
A feral growl echoed and Alec wrapped his arms around his now shaking wife. "Bella, calm yourself lucciola.(firely)"
Bella took several deep breaths and turned to her husband. "Thank you Alec," she muttered into his shoulder. "Alice, when will this happen?"
"In a week. But there's more," Alice sighed. "As it turns out, Victoria has created a newborn army."
"She's broken the rules," Jane said and turned to Stefan. "We'll leave this Katherine woman to you and your brother. But let Bella finish her off, it's been all she wants for one hundred forty-six years. Your main concern is Edward. Guard him with your life, Stefan."
"I will," Edward blushed slightly and turned his head as Stefan.
"Stefan," Elena began.
"Shut it bitch," Bella, Damon, Jane and shockingly Jeremy chorused in irritation.
Elena stared in horror at her brother's outburst. As the night began to loom over the house, Stefan took Edward and showed him to the guestroom. Edward looked around the Victorian styled room before turning to Stefan and blushed lightly. A small smile crossed Stefan's lips. "What?" he asked. Edward strolled up to him, his green eyes filled with love and longing.
"Kiss me," he breathed out, "Please?"
Stefan laughed, tilting Edward's head up, his storm colored eyes meeting Edward's green ones. "All you had to do was ask," his voice was just a whisper and since their lips were already just a breath away, they were warm against the human's lips. Their lips touched in a soft yet meaningful kiss. How long had it been since Stefan had kissed him? How long had it been since he held him in his arms? Too long, he answered and sighed when Edward wrapped his arms around Stefan's neck.
Edward gasped when he was pushed onto the bed and had a vampire straddling him, a small smile crossed his lips. "This reminds me of a time when I was blind, but I know it was you who was touching me," he sat up, his lips brushing against Stefan's neck. "It was you who was whispering sweet nothings into my ear," he touched Stefan's chest, over his undead heart. "You're the one who kissed me,"
His fingers trembled as he removed the buttons on Stefan's shirt. "You're the one who took me as your own. The vampire whose touch I couldn't shy away from, the vampire I grew to love in a very short time," he blushed lightly and gasped when Stefan buried his face in the human's neck, licking and sucking at his pulse. A moan soon escaped Edward's lips. "Stefan...please, bite me," he begged. He bit his lip when Stefan's fangs pierced his skin and he bucked his hips to the vampire's.
Stefan was living on a high. Edward's blood was alluring and perfect. He had tasted it only once but it had been during a moment similar to the once they were sharing at the moment, one of passion. He felt the musician's slender fingers trail into his hair and held him there, grinning his hips against his.
Stefan's hands trailed to Edward's jeans to remove his pants when the door opened and a gasp made them both freeze. Edward suddenly wished he was blind again when he saw Elena staring at them both with shock and disgust. Stefan pulled away from Edward's neck and looked at Elena.
Elena looked into his eyes. She was expecting to see guilt and love for her, but all she saw was pure annoyance. She frowned. What did that boy have that she didn't? Stefan arose from the boy and frowned. "Elena," he told her in a monotone voice.
"I came to find you. I thought maybe you needed me," she said walking towards him and touched his arm, causing Edward to frown deeply. He didn't like it when she so much as looked at Stefan with lust in her eyes. If he was a vampire, he would be growling.
"Well I don't," he pulled away from her touch. "Go home Elena."
"But,"
"Go home Elena," Stefan repeated. She frowned deeply but she didn't budge. "Elena,"
"It's because of him isn't it?" she asked looking at Edward directly.
"Just go Elena!" he snarled at her this time. She kept her gaze on Edward and than at Stefan before she stormed out the boarding house.
The next day at school, Edward had been with Bonnie when Elena stalked up to him in the hallway in the morning. He turned and was about to greet her good morning when she slapped him hard across the face. The sickening sound caused all the students to stop in their place, watching the scene with interest.
"You little bitch," she spat at him. "How dare you steal my boyfriend from me?"
Edward remained speechless and placed a hand to his numb, slightly red cheek. "Elena," Bonnie began but was cut off by Elena.
"Don't defend him Bonnie!" she cried and returned her attention to Edward. "Tell me why you decided to steal my boyfriend? Is it because all the guys you wanted were taken so you decided to get even?"
Edward still didn't answer, his mind suddenly registering what she had just done. She had hit him out of sheer anger. He raised his head to speak when she slapped him again, this time on his left cheek and with much more force. He gave a slight whimper.
"You're nothing but a little slut," she declared, loud enough for everyone to hear. "You must enjoy stealing other people's boyfriends, don't you?"
"I..."
"Shut up!" she barked. "You're a disgusting little whore! I can't believe that you're even allowed to walk this earth. Your parents are probably ashamed of you. You're nothing but a stupid little faggot!"
She raised her hand to slap him again when a hand grabbed her she was slammed into the lockers. Looking up, she saw a pair of dark grey eyes that were close to becoming a pitch black color. They stood out on a female face, one that was beyond pissed off. Isabella Salvatore looked every bit like a hunter ready to kill her prey without the use of her fangs or the veins that came along with her normal vampiric face.
"You insufferable wrench!" she growled out. "You just don't know when to hold that poisonous tongue of yours do you? It seems to enjoy causing others to suffer a miserable end. And yet I couldn't help but notice that half the words you were saying were untrue," she leaned in to whisper the next part. "Why not let all of Mystic High hear about your own whoring around, hmm?"
"You wouldn't..."
"You are every bit like that no good bitch. Looks and personality," Bella sighed and pulled away, ripping away the vervain necklace Stefan had given her and looked into her eyes. "You don't deserve this. You will stand still or so help me; I'll make sure Jane causes you more pain than I already have planned."
She pulled away and watched as her brother came down the hallway with Damon and Alaric. A smile played along her lips. It was time for a fun little game of Payback: The Bitch Edition. Turning to the students who where looking, Bella shrugged her shoulders. "I'll get you live for now." she smiled and went over to Edward, comforting the now crying male along with Bonnie and Jeremy.
"I'm not a slut..." Edward whispered. "Am I?"
Bella hugged. "No you're not, piccolo usignolo (little nightingale). That vile woman just seems to enjoy causing trouble. You were never like that," she kept looking at Elena with promises of murder in her eyes but she would wait until lunch time. By then, she would have everything she needed.
Elena walked into the cafeteria and was met with silence. All eyes stared at her in pure disgust and she was suddenly curious as to why. Many of the students had not looked her at after the incident this morning but now, this was just too much. What was wrong?
Her cell phone vibrated and she looked at the text message and shocked broke out across her face.
According to Elena Gilbert, somebody's a no good slut. But is it the quiet new student Edward Cullen? There's a slim chance of that. If you want the whole story, then there it goes. Edward was nothing more than a simple boy who found out he preferred men to women, no big deal, it happens to some of the best. He met and fell in love with Stefan Salvatore two years ago at the age of fifteen but just like the tragic tale of Romeo and Juliet, these star cross lovers were torn apart by faith. By it seems that faith is also the one that pulled back towards each other. But there was something—or someone really, standing in-between them, a Miss Elena Gilbert.
As quoted earlier Edward was a 'stupid little faggot' in her eyes who 'stole' her boyfriend when it's pretty clear that Edward had nothing to do with it. Just ask Bonnie Bennett, she'll give you the details you're looking for. Oh and a little birdie told me that Elena had been sleeping with infamous playboy Tyler Lockwood for the past few months behind Stefan's back. So here's a good question for all.
Whose a no good slut-the musician or the some-called Queen B? Payback is nothing but a bitch Elena, deal with it.
Across the room, Bella was smirking before she stood up, standing on a table. "So students, have you decided on who the slut is?" There was silence, "Who says Edward?"
A few hands went up. "Well there's the homophobia," she sighed. "And Elena?"
Everyone else, including Stefan and the others, raised their hands. "And we have a winner!" Bella cried out with a smile. She locked eyes with Elena and smirked. "Oh and E, don't ever try to eff with an effer, you'll lose."
Elena glared at Bella and the vampire found it quite amusing that a human would challenge her. Edward buried his face in his arms until Stefan pulled him closer to him. Elena's mouth fell open at the small gesture before it closed and she left.
How dare they? How dare they mess with what belonged to her? She stopped and smiled. Bella wanted misery, than she would get it. Getting into her car, Elena drove to the police station.
