Learning to Trust.
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PLEASE DO NOT READ ME IF YOU ARE NOT AT LEAST EIGHTEEN YEARS PLUS. THIS STORY CONTAINS PROFANITY, VIOLENCE AND ADULT SITUATIONS. THERE ARE VERY GRAPHIC DETAILS. SO IF THIS OFFENDS YOU SHOULD STOP READING NOW.
Chapter Seven.
BELLA POV:
"Cameron."
I just stood there numb, just hearing his voice again knowing this wasn't a dream, terrified me to my very core. I could hear him breathing down the line and it was as though he was breathing down my neck. This transported me in my mind to the times that he always managed to overpower me as a person and as a woman. He always knew how to rip me down to my bare soul, where he would hack away until I felt that I was no longer myself, he had me tethered to him. If I hadn't got away when I had I would have been killed, I'm sure of it.
"Why'd you run Bella? You belong to me and no one else. If I can't have then no one else can. I'm coming for you, and you'd better believe it." I started to shake in terror; I knew full well that if he promised to do something, then he'd follow through with that promise. Before I could further contemplate to the threats Cameron was throwing at me, I had the phone snatched out of my grasp.
"Listen to me, you filthy degenerate. You threaten to come near Bella again and I'll take your balls rip them off and shove them so far down your throat, you 'll have a new set off ovaries and then I'll rip off your dick and shove that so far up your ass, that you'll be singing soprano for the rest of your damned existence and then I'll make you my bitch." Whoa! I need to take a page out of her book. I could see people dotted around the room and every one of them was gobsmacked. Well, apart from dad, he looked proud as punch at the verbal beat down Leah was giving.
"It doesn't matter who I am, all you need to know is that if you ever come near her again, I won't be the only one to run wild all over your punk ass. You got me, dick?" Considering Leah was mad, she wasn't shaking with the need to phase. The control she had, phenomenal. "No, scrap that actually, you're not a dick, because to be or have one of those you need to be a man, and that is certainly one thing in that department that you seem to be lacking boy!" I think Leah was enjoying herself a bit too much. My dad came to take control of the phone from Leah.
"That's enough now Leah. Good job, for protecting and caring for Bella." With that Charlie gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, and would you believe it, I think Leah blushed. Nothing like a bit of fathers love and praise, to breach even the hardest of shells. On that dad put the phone to his ear. "Cameron is it? Don't you sir me, you little fucker. I'm giving you this one warning and this'll be the only one you get and if you don't heed it, I'll shoot right between the eyes. You hurt my baby. And I don't take too kindly to that, so you stay away from her. I'm a police chief and if you think for one minute that I haven't learnt in all my years how to commit the perfect murder, you'd be wrong. I have hundreds of places I could dispose of your sorry ass, and no one would ever find you, plus I have people willing to help me achieve that. So if you ever step foot in Forks, I'll know about it and your ass will be mine boy. Stay away from Bella." That was it; he'd hung up on him. It was these two moments that made me realise that I actually do have people who care enough for me, that they'd come and willingly take a hit for me, before I knew it I had tears running down my cheeks.
Leah turned towards me and wrapped me in her arms, while I couldn't contain the emotion any longer. It all came flooding out like a broken dam. I felt a calm buzzing run through my body and it helped, a lot, to calming down from my minor meltdown. It was then that I noticed that, Leah, Emily and I were all connected. That was the calm that had washed over me; these two women were like a security blanket, giving me comfort in my time of need.
"About time she let some emotion out." I vaguely heard my dad say, as I was safely inside a cocoon with my sisters. So I didn't pay much attention to the others in the room. With the connection I had to the others we felt the inner love we had for each other, that was growing stronger and brighter as we became more entwined with each other souls. We also felt the love we had for friends and family members, I could sense this was hard for Leah and Emily because they both shared the love for the same man and only one had his love in return, in the way she craved, leaving the other one feeling deserted, alone and outside of everyone else. This was Leah.
I think both Leah and I craved for the type of love that Emily and Sam shared, well, all the imprints really. The love we sensed between could be construed by some as manufactured and forced, but when you can sense the love from one of the imprints souls all you can do is want the pureness of that love. A love that every single person deserved to have. It's a type of love that I wanted and that I doubt I'd ever get because I'm not lucky enough, especially with my track record with men. Which, honestly stinks.
We were brought out of our reverie by Billy Black. "Now, Bella. Since it now seems that you're part of a legend of your own, we need to inform you of some more tribal secrets, that I think that you now are privy too." What tribal secrets is he on about? Was he talking about the wolves?
"That's okay Billy. I already know." He looked at me questionably, as though I'd gone mad.
"I can explain this, Billy." Interrupted, Old Quil. "Because of their shared connection now, every thought, or secret that the three of them have had or have in the future, will be shared between them. They have no secrets now. This is the spirits way to ensure that the demons they each have, become defeated and not repeated. That would be bad, very bad indeed." He said as though that thought sent shiver of terrors through him.
"Huh. Well that saves me going through the legends." Billy seemed slightly relieved, I take it there's only so much talk of the legend you can take. I chuckled silently to myself and noticed that Emily and Leah were having the same reactions. Damn, this is freaky and is definitely going to take some getting used too. It's felt odd having the knowledge of other people thoughts, feelings and secrets. Mine, on my own, were bad enough most days.
Old Quil, clapped to grab everyone's attention. "Right, people. We've really gotten off track as to why we are here today anyway. With the exception of Leah, Emily and Bella, will everyone else kindly. Get out." One by one they all made their way outside, with the others. "Okay, girls. Half of my job is done. There's nothing more I can do for the connection between you three as you have already achieved that by yourselves. I don't know how you did it, but well done. The next part is more difficult." He said as though it weighed the weight of the world. "This next part I can only advise on. Each of you will have to reach inside of yourselves and find the thread that connects you to the other part of your soul. You can only reach this in dream state, so meditation is the key here, and that is what I can advise you on. Anyway questions girls?"
Um, do I admit to him that I already have connected to my soul, Why is it always me first. I hate going first. I slowly raised my hand. "Bella, honey we're not in school, you don't have to raise your hand for acknowledgment."
"Right, sorry. About connecting, with the other parts of our soul. Well. I think I've already done so. I dreamt of Wenona last night, and she guided me on a path to face my demons. Is that what you're on about?" Old Quil looked at me wide eyed.
"If what you say is true, then young one your journey has now begun. Can you tell me some of what happened?" I was hesitant, what would I say to him. I didn't really want to go into detail with him, I still liked my privacy. Lucky for me, I had Leah on my side.
"Old Quil, what happened to Bella during her dream is private to her and if she wants to tell you, that's up to her. But don't push her to tell you, because that'll just piss me off. Elder or not, I don't really care. You hurt Bella or Emily and I'll phase on your ass!" Finishing on that note, Leah walked out of Old Quil house.
"Mr Old Quil, sir. Um, what happened to me in my dream, I'd like to keep between Emily, Leah and I. It's private. If you don't mind." He looked at me in understanding. Then I felt a hand holding mine, I turned to look at Emily, stood there trying to give me the comfort I needed to be strong enough to get through these times. With these two women, I'm sure the three of us could conquer anything that was set in our path.
"Very well. I'll contact you, when I require another meeting, but anything you need, don't hesitate to come to me for help. Let Leah know as well, okay." He just nodded his head to us, and we made our way out of his home and joined everyone else. Leah was on the porch. Emily and I walked either side of her, to make sure she felt the support we had for her. She turned to look at each of us and smiled sadly.
The pressure of feeling like the world depends on you was enormous. Sometimes it felt as though I struggled to breathe, it was that constricting. Especially, as I was just finding myself again. It has felt like years being home, when in actual fact it's only been a few days. It's been an utter whirlwind. I think to try and settle myself in I needed to find a job. As I was thinking about all this Leah called her mom over? What was she up to now?
"Hey, mom. You know that you're after help in the diner, well I know for a fact that Bella is looking for a job." She turned and smirked at me. Oh no, she didn't. I had a feeling we were going to feel like real sisters soon enough, because damn it, I wanted to kick her ass.
"Is that true, Bella? I could certainly use the extra help if you're offering. Saves me from advertising." Maybe I won't kick Leah ass, yet.
"Sure, I'd love too." I said smiling, I really liked Sue. She was so good for my dad.
"Well, if you come by tomorrow morning at nine. We'll get you sorted. Oh, it would help if you met a few people who you'll be working with. Well, you already know Seth and you've met Kim, Emily and Rachel who all help me out, plus we have another wolf that comes into help whenever we're short. I don't think you've met him yet. Where is he?" She was looking around the yard for said wolf. "Oh, there he is. PAUL! Come over here sweetie, I want to introduce you to Bella, Charlie's girl."
Oh. My. God. He might be the finest specimen I think I've ever laid my eyes on. That chest, dear god. It was like, his very own mountain range. I wonder if he knew how good he looked. Judging by his strut, I'd say that was an affirmative. I may not be myself at the moment, but I still damn well appreciate art, and that belonged in a modern gallery. As he approached us, my eyes snapped to his face and our eyes connected as one. I felt a calm wash over me. All I could see was his dark eyes, like onyx pools of life. Within them I could see life. Our life. The visions I had seemed unreal, could I really get to that stage where I can love again, and trust myself to love wholly, without any thoughts creeping into my mind of what could go wrong and how they could hurt me. I wanted to have that perfect wedding, the perfect home and the icing on the cake, the perfect family. Who wouldn't want that?
But knowing that I'd have to trust, my heart and soul to this man, so soon after everything I'd been through, made me start to panic. I'd known he'd imprinted on me the moment our eyes met, through the memories of Emily, I'd recognised the sign, the look of admiration and love. I must have had a look of being perplexed, because the next thing I know, I heard dad. "Oh, hell no. Paul. You better not of imprinted on my girl; else I'm going to shoot you in the ass." Paul finally looked away from me and looked wide eyed towards dad, who was stood there loading his gun. Was he serious? Oh, my god. My dad is seriously deranged. "I'm going to give you to the count of 3, and if your ass is still where I can see it, I'm going to start shooting. 3. 2. 1." As dad raised his gun towards him, Paul was gone. My dad was stood there smirking and he couldn't contain himself any longer, he started to laugh heartedly. Yep, he'd lost it. Everyone was looking at him like he was a stranger. Well, my life is anything but boring. First I find out I'm part of some type of legend to save this tribe and then I just get imprinted on, what else was going to happen. They say things happen in three's.
CAMERON POV:
He hung up on me. No one hangs up on me. That fucking bastard. Bella was mine, and I'd get her back, come hell or high water. I was absolutely seething; I could feel the rage building, from within. My usual outlet wasn't here. How could she just desert me like that? I gave her everything you could ever want, she didn't even have to work for fucks sake, and what do I get in return, nothing. The ungrateful bitch. She belonged to me, she was mine to do as I wished, and it was my right.
I could hear Renee muttering on about Bella and Charlie; well at least I knew where Bella was now. Renee, how stupid and gullible could one woman be, all I had to do was flirt with her a bit and she was putty in my hands, it was too easy, like taking candy from a baby. I suddenly felt her grab my shoulder and the red mist started to descent and I could feel my inner self start to surface, the part of me I kept chained, but let loose to come out and play, once in a while, it loved playing with Bella. Oh, boy, did it want to play now.
I could vaguely feel and see the destruction, my inner self was wrecking, and it always felt slightly orgasmic when I let this part of me loose, it was when I was whole. I had no idea how long I'd been under this control for, but it felt like hours. When I finally had him under control, I opened my eyes and could still feel the connection to that part of me; it felt strange to have this type of consciousness while he was at this level with me.
As I looked around I could see the wrecking I'd achieved, the destruction was magnificent and it pleased me. I felt something in my hand and when I looked I saw a blood stained knife. Odd, I didn't feel hurt. Then I suddenly heard a gargling sound behind me. I turned and looked down, and there on the floor lay Renee, gasping for her life's last threads, while eyes wept out the liquid of her soul.
I knelt beside her and touched my finger to one of her tears; I brought it to my mouth and tasted it. It was bittersweet, just like her death. I bent my head down to her ear. "Can't say I'm sorry Renee, but I will thank you for one thing though, you gave me the whereabouts of your precious daughter. I'm going to make that whore suffer like you. Like mother like daughter." At that I put my hand over her mouth and nose, straddled her to stop her arms flailing around and I stared down into her eyes, as I watched the life exit her them. What a feeling, it sent electric chills down my spine, making my cock hard.
Still straddled over the bitch, I brought the knife up to mouth and licked the side of it from base to tip, feeling the taste of her blood flood my mouth, sent the blood rushing even more to my already hard cock. God, who knew killing, could make you horny? I proceeded to unzip my pants and start to stroke myself from base to tip, just like licking the knife. With thoughts of the life leaving Renee and just imagining what I would do to Bella, brought me to my peak, and I released my life's seed all over Renee's lifeless face.
I stood up, and looked at my work of art, I threw the knife down like a dart and it landed and embedded in the whore's chest. I shrugged, oh well. She'd worn out her usefulness, she'd given me what I needed and now I knew where to get it. She wouldn't get away from me, it may take me months to achieve it, but I would reach my goal, and Bella would be by my side again, no matter how many people I had to kill to do it. I could feel my mouth stretch into a smile. We both liked this idea, very much.
She will be ours.
Well there you have it. What do you think?
