Chapter 10: Race to Find Bella

She removed my shirt with shaky hands, the black haired woman looked like she could be from La Push. She was very attractive, but just another damn slut. She looked at least five years older than me, or older. It didn't matter what the age, women of all ages were falling over themselves to get with me. I tore the red dress off of her, she gasped in surprise, as it ripped in my hands. I rolled my eyes, like I fucking cared.

"Oops." I shrugged, with a smirk, knowing damn well I did the shit on purpose. I kissed her neck roughly. She tried to pull away to kiss my mouth and I bit down hard on her neck, and slapping her ass, she half-yelped half-moaned. I didn't kiss these bitches on the mouth, no telling where her mouth have been. But she was more than welcome to kiss my dick, she was about to have a mouth full of balls in a few seconds.

Foreplay wasn't something I usually indulged in, and when I did I kept it at a minimum, just enough to awaken my sleeping beauty hiding in my pants. But lately, I had been having trouble getting my monster up and ready to go, until I thought about the virgin, I didn't know what the fuck was happening to me.

"Touch me," She begged, spreading her legs.

I laughed out loud, I just couldn't hold it in. Not only did she look fucking ridiculous but pleasure her first? She was pleasuring me fucking first. Was she out of her fucking mind?

"Suck me," I demanded. Her eyes widened at my bluntness but her eyes sparkled with desire.

She smirked as I released her, of course she was going to comply. Any woman fucking would. Her smeared red blood lipstick matched her fingernail polish, and her lingerie. She kicked off her six inch heels, and got to her knees on the bed. This woman certainly had experience in the slut department.

Her smirk wore off, and her eyes turned into saucers once she found the snake between my thighs.

"Fucking shit." She said surprised. Her eyes glistened. I was used to this reaction. Every woman did it. Never failed. I was fucking huge.

"I know," I laughed, running a hand through my hair.

"I have never seen….. Fuck its HUGE."

I smirked. "I know."

She licked her lips in anticipation, and rubbed her hands together. This slut was fucking excited. She grinned at me as she took ALL of me into her mouth.

Every single inch.

"Damn bitch," I whispered, my hands immediately fisting her hair.

She deserved a medal for these fucking skills. Did this woman have a fucking end to her throat? The way she was throat-ing, and sucking, it was like she had a bottomless pit for a damn throat. No fucking gagging either. Yes, this woman was a professional at this shit, but I was happy as fuck about that right now. She licked near by balls as I pulled her hair so hard I was sure I was going to have a ball of hair in my hands.

"Wow," I breathed, as she continued her perfected art.

My dick jumped happily.

The fucking buzzing of my phone next to me caught my attention.

I answered without looking at the id, while still enjoying the woman sucking on my dick, yes I was a fucking multi-tasker.

"Jake!" A scream sounded nearly bursting my fucking eardrum.

"Who is this?"

"Jessica, Bella's friend." She said quickly.

At the mention of Virgin's name my heart plummeted into the pit of my stomach.

"What is it?" I hissed.

"Bellashe'smissingJakewecan'tfindheranywhere!" She said her words a jumbled mess.

"I didn't catch any of that, slow down and breathe!" I commanded.

I heard a few sharp intakes of breath before she continued, this time much slower.

"Bella, I think she may be in trouble." She said. The worry in her voice inflated my dick instantly. I roughly pushed the deep throated bitch away from me. I got up off of the bed to pace the floor. I couldn't sit fucking still not when my virgin could be in deep shit.

"What kind of trouble?" My voice came out sounding higher than I've ever heard it, reminding me of my puberty years.

I could hear faint music in the background, with people talking."We were going out to the club before we all go home for Labor Day weekend, but Bella wanted to stay in and read like always. We were giving her a hard time about being a stick in the mud and shit, and how she never has any fun. And how stupid she's been for avoiding you, when she really likes you. She said she was tired of hearing everyone say that, so she said she was going to prove us wrong. Well she got pretty wasted at this stupid fucking club, and she went off with these guys, trying to prove to us….." She was balling now.

"Where the fuck is Bella?" I shouted.

"…..we haven't seen her in about half an hour."

"Fuck! Have you called the police?" My voice screeched.

"Yes, but apparently there's fucking nothing they can do unless she's been missing for 48 fucking hours."

"That's fucking bullshit!" I roared, the deep throat-ed slut flinched. "Stupid fucking cops!"

"My thoughts exactly…"

"Did you tell the owner of the club?"

"Yes. There's nothing he can do if the police won't get involved. He said kids leave and hook up all the time, and that she'll probably be home later. But he doesn't know Bella, she would never do anything like this, not with anyone she doesn't know, she wouldn't just walk off…" Sobs rang out over the speakers, and I suddenly needed to have a seat. I sat back on the guest bed and squeezed the phone tightly in my hands, hoping it wouldn't shatter.

"FUCK!" I roared.

"I called Edward he's on his way, I thought to call you too, we need all the help we can get to find her."

"I'm on my fucking way." I said, realizing my hands were shaking now. "Jessica we're going to find her."

She gave me the fucking directions, and I grabbed my keys pulling up my pants and pulling my shirt back over my head.

I was blinded by terror, all I could see was Bella's beautiful face. So beautiful and rare. She was so innocent so pure, what if someone defiled that innocence. She was so precious. I knew Bella wasn't ready to give up her virginity, what if someone stole it away from her, someone who didn't give a shit about her. I couldn't imagine someone ripping away from her what she fought so hard to save, and give to someone special. So lost in my thoughts, so consumed with it all. People did that all the times at clubs, they took advantage of innocent people. I just prayed that Bella was alright.

Suddenly my vision turned red. Hot anger was coursing throughout my entire body, if I found out anyone so much as laid a finger on Virgin, I was going to murder them in cold fucking blood.

I was suddenly overcome with guilt. I wanted some cheap meaningless fuck with Bella, knowing she was worth far more than that shit. She was better than my quick fucks and deserved to be treated that way. I couldn't even stomach myself, the very thing I said I was done with was the thing I was doing now, with Bella missing no less. Fuck!

Bella was right about me, underneath all of the cockiness is someone so afraid. Someone who's scared to give his heart away.

I still see myself as the little boy who had to bury his mother. The little boy who had to take care of his father while his older sisters left him all alone to care for him. The little boy who had to work so hard just for food, and to help on bills. The little boy who got his high school sweet heart pregnant but watched them both be killed in a car accident.

The hurt and the pain, came slicing through me, just like it did the day when I got the call they were gone.

I felt like I was drowning in my emotions, tears rolled down my cheeks. I haven't cried in years. Thinking about the little boy who was stolen from me. Fuck it still hurts, so bad. The picture locked away in the safe was suddenly calling to me. I couldn't look, I would crumble, and I would never recover from it. Not when I fought so hard to put my walls up for years, and in a few short weeks Bella was knocking them down. Bella, made me feel. Feel things I hadn't felt in years.

We were both young fresh out of high school. I was in the middle of starting my first business, we weren't ready for a child, but I didn't give a fuck about that. When Leah came crying telling me she was pregnant she expected me to yell, and shout, I did the exact opposite, I laughed. I told her I was happy, and I always wanted a child. I had been so happy, the last time I let myself be so uninhibitedly happy.

"Is something wrong?" I barely heard the voice over the hammering in my chest. Blood was rushing to my temples making me fucking dizzy. I was oblivious to the tears streaming down my face.

I couldn't say anything, I buzzed Rosa, she came in immediately, she did her routine, escorting the woman out. The deep throated slut was stunned by my frankness, but I didn't give a fuck, I had to find Bella. The deep throated slut didn't cry like all the other sluts, thank God for small favors. That would have sent me over the fucking edge. I couldn't find my voice. I hadn't known Bella long, but I cared about her, more than I myself realized until now. She reminded me of home, reminded me to feel, she made me feel human, grounded, unguarded. I hated it, and loved it. The foreign feelings I hadn't felt in years, were coming back. It was suddenly an overwhelming feeling. In our few short encounters Bella had taught me a lot. With her caring, put myself last attitude, she was a beautiful person who deserved so much more. So much fucking more. More that I knew I would never be able to give her. I wasn't a whole person, I was half a shelf trying to fuck my way through life.

I wouldn't admit this to myself, but I deserved more too.

If something happened to her, I couldn't think of that shit right now. I was tired of losing people, I cared about. I was tired of caring about people who left. Everyone left. So fucking tired, I wasn't going to lose Virgin too.

I got into a random car, calling my "pack" at my shop, and they agreed to meet us at the club and join in the fucking search-hunt we were going to find Bella.

I just prayed she was okay, and alive. I gulped loudly when the thought popped into my head. I drove like a fucking manic. It wasn't a race to get into Bella's pants anymore. It was a fucking race to find her.

God, I know I haven't prayed in a while, but please let us find her.

A/N: OH NO! Where is BELLA?

Where do you think she is guys?

Will Jake get to her in time?

*Fingers crossed*

You better review or I'll kill her off.

Hehehe JUST KIDDING!

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