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11 - Waiting

"You know that Alice will have a fit when she sees your dry hands, right?" Jacob asked from the laundry door, startling Bella; she just couldn't understand how someone so huge could be so quiet.

It just made her feel even more awkward. Her best friend seemed to fit the world they were living in perfectly, like he was just one more of those amazing, inhuman creatures. He was so gracious, elegant and, handsome while she was clumsy, plain and, boring. It was stupid and, selfish, she knew it but, a small part of her got so frustrated with her disability that she wanted to scream with him. It wasn't fair.

"I'm just putting the napkins in the machine. It'll hardly do too much damage to my skin. Besides, there's a stock of moisturizing in my bathroom so huge that I think I'll have to die and, live three lives to use them all," she said, more rudely than she meant.

She regretted it as soon as the words came out of her mouth, though. It wasn't his fault that her masters' had a different relationship with her than he and his owner.

"Stupid slave that his master kisses all the time," she thought, envious.

"Somebody got out of the wrong side of the bed today?" the young man asked, taken aback by her harshness.

"Sorry, Jake. I'm just a little sensitive, it's that time of the month, you know?" she explained, knowing that it was only half the truth.

"Wew! I really didn't need to know that!" he replied, feigning disgust.

She just laughed, feeling a little better. It was amazing how good Jake made her feel, no matter the little time they knew each other; he was her best friend and, she felt like she had known him all her life. One could say that it was due their similar past but, she sensed that it was much more than that. It they had meet in a total different situation, they still would become best friends.

"Don't be so prude! It's a perfectly natural thing," she teased.

"Yeah, I guess," he gave. "This isn't what's boring you, though."

"It's nothing, Jake, really. It's just that you're so lucky…" the brunette stated, almost like she was talking to herself.

"I'm a slave, just like you. How does that make me lucky?" the tan skinned boy asked, annoyed.

"I already told you that Edward doesn't see you like that," Bella said, impatient with his stubbornness.

"You're really into fighting today, aren't you?" he asked, amused by her kitten anger.

"Sorry! Again. I don't know what's wrong with me today," the girl said, blushing a deep red that made her cheeks incredibly beautiful.

"Yeah, I know the feeling," Jacob admitted, sighing deeply. Then, he said what had been tormenting his every thought with an urgent tone. "Bells, they're slave owners. Do you really think they care about us? It's just… I don't know, I can't trust them. I can't trust him, Bells, something deep inside me says that's just wrong."

"What's wrong, Jake? To trust them? Jasper and Alice told me the Cullens just bought us, all of us, because there wasn't any alternative. It's the way the world is now, Jake," Bella tried to explain, her eyes shining with the intense emotion her owners' revelation brought to her young heart.

"So maybe the world is wrong," the boy whispered, feeling all the weight of his conclusion over his shoulders.

"Jacob, Edward's looking for you," Jasper announced, entering the room in that quiet, disturbing vampire way. "The truck's new brake system just arrived from the mail and, he's very eager to work on it."

"Yes, sir. We'll talk later, Bells," the male slave said, his eyes shifting automatically to the ground, leaving the room.

Jasper sighed, feeling sad for his younger brother. Being an empath, he was very aware of the inner battle Jacob was having with his own feelings. He had tried to cheer Edward up, telling him about the tender emotion that was slowly growing inside the teenager's heart but, he knew it wasn't enough for him. The soldier knew his brother craved for more and, how much he needed the slave's love. His beloved wife had seen both of them together and, happy in a not so distant future, though, and that was enough to make him believe. His Alice was never wrong, especially when something had to do with their family.

Bella's heart was beating fast, an usual reaction to her masters' proximity. She couldn't avoid it; she just loved spending time with her owners. Never having heard of vampires like Jasper and Alice – or their family, for that matter – she was just fascinated by their exceptional kindness; all of them made Bella feel comfortable and, at easy. Most of all, the married couple that had bought her made her feel loved.

She wasn't exactly sure why it was so easy for her to trust them, to feel their commitment with their lifestyle – so different from the rest of the vampire world – but, so hard for Jacob. Bella hated to know that Jacob got so nervous, so anxious around his owner. Edward was so kind, so polite and, generous; she giggled to herself a thousand times, thinking that he resembled the gentle heroes from the old books she read in the Cullens' library. And, boy, he was handsome. If she wasn't so into her own owners, she was positive she would have a major crush on him. She knew that he really care for Jacob. At least, that was what Jasper said and, who was better than him to know those kind of things?

She still thought it was a little weird to find out that vampires had, indeed, special abilities and, that the Cullen family had so many of them. And that both her owners were gifted. Jasper's power was especially embarrassing; knowing that she couldn't hide her feelings from him was hard because, really, it wasn't her fault that she couldn't control her emotions towards and, around them.

"Darling, are you alright?" Jasper asked, looking at her puzzled.

"I'm fine," the girl answered, timidly, looking up at Jasper through her long eyelashes.

Jasper knew she wasn't exactly fine, though. Since the day Alice insisted in leave her behind, already knowing what Esme and Carlisle used to do when they had the house to themselves, she had been distracted, meditative. He had tried to argue with his wife if that was really a good idea but, as always, Alice had a reason to do things the way she did.

They had talked about her naivety, not really finding a way to approach her without scaring the poor, lonely girl they were forced to buy in a filthy auction room. The simple thought of that kind of humiliation made him flinch; she deserved so much better. All of them deserved, actually. They could only do so much, though, and, bringing Bella and Jacob to the safety of their home was their main concern.

But, how would they make her understand?

"Come with me, darling. Alice's dying to show you your dress for the party," the vampire said, gently, taking her hand and, pressing a kiss to it. "She said you'll look astonishing."

They found the little pixie like vampire dancing around clothes in her immense closet, happily separating outfits designed specially for the infamous party, some fashion magazines scattered on the floor, obviously displayed to inspiration. Bella wasn't really all that interested in fashion but, she had to admit that her female master simply glowed when she was planning someone's outfit or talking about it. It was a lovely sight and, she spent a considerable amount of time observing Alice on her world.

The black haired woman rotated to face them, smiling brightly and, the young slave blushed, turning her eyes to the ground. Despite how comfortable she felt, Bella was always a little weary of looking directly at her masters; the slave training was too ingrained inside of her. Alice looked over at Jasper and, then at Bella with a small smirk before disappearing behind a sea of colorful clothes. She came back almost immediately, startling the younger woman with her vampire speed.

"Here, sweetie. Let me see you with this one," she said, extending her arms filled with a mass of silk with the most perfect shade of blue that the slave had ever saw.

It was deep royal blue, fashioned in an old style like a traditional Gothic dress, with long sleeves, a corset adorned with tiny ribbons in a lighter blue – just light enough to be noticed – and, a long puff skirt, where there was layers of fabric forming a pardon that resembling waves. It was breathtaking.

Jasper gave a low chuckle at Bella's shocked expression, gently pushing her to the bathroom. Still dazzled, Bella went to change into the magnificent dress, glancing to her side and, watching Alice's beautiful and, satisfied face for a second, feeling a funny tingle in her core. The girl had never had a physical attraction to women but, that was before Alice. She was just perfect; so beautiful, so funny and, so easy to be around. The problem was that Bella felt the exact same thing about the blond male besides her. What she was supposed to do?

Bella carefully put the dress on, feeling like a princess getting ready for her first ball. She knew Alice loved to see her in blue and, she had to admit that the color really made her pale skin look prettier than it really was. The constant pink of her cheeks, evidence of her never ending shyness made the perfect contrast with the sumptuous dress. She almost didn't recognize the beautiful lady in the mirror when she glanced at it on her way out.

"Yes, I'm a genius," Alice exclaimed, clapping her hands.

"Bella, you're sure making justice to your name," Jasper murmured, looking at her in awe. She must had shown her confusion because he promptly clarified, "Bella means beautiful in some languages."

"Oh!" it was all the slave could say, blushing even darker.

"So beautiful!" the blond vampire whispered, taking two steps closer to her to reach her face, caressing it lightly, only the tip of his chilly fingers brushing her smooth skin.

Bella's caught her breath at his tender contact, unsure for just a second at what to do before leaning into his hand, enjoying the soothing touch on her burning cheeks.

"The most beautiful," Alice affirmed, in a sensual voice, taking the girl's hand and, rubbing her soft lips over the human's fingers, making her shiver in delight, that tingling feeling on her core transforming in a moist sensation. "Go ahead, my lovely husband! You won't hurt her, I promise! And she wants it so much!"

Jasper's head slowly started to descent, leveling their mouths, his eyes wide, a mix between fear and, a foreign emotion shining on his amazing golden globes.

"Don't you, my Bella? Don't you want to kiss him as much as he wants to kiss you?" Alice asked, still talking in that fucking velvet voice that made Bella's head spin madly, depriving her of any rational thought.

"Y-Yes," was all she could say before the male's lips cover hers.

And the whole world disappeared. There were only those perfect, soft, delicious lips moving slowly, tentatively over hers, the marvelous scent that emanated from his faultless skin. He opened his mouth a little, letting his tongue explore the silky surface of her heated lips, silently asking permission to invade her own mouth and, taste her. She allowed, parting her own lips slightly, a soft moan escaping from them, encouraging her owner.

The kiss was soft, tender, his tongue slowly exploring the space previously occupied only for her own, caring the sweetest taste she ever felt with it and, Bella was instantly addicted. Jasper's finger tips still exploring the sides of the young woman's face in a ghostly touch that made her entire body ruffle in the most pleasant way. It was her first kiss ever. She knew the concept from the classes on the training camp, since it was part of the slaves' education how to please the owners but, it was just theory. Practice was much better.

All too soon, the kiss ended. Jasper placed his forehead against hers and, keeping his hands loosely on her hips, chanting her name in whispers, eyes closed, letting the peaceful quietness of the room fill the moment with its beauty and, she released the tight hold she was keeping on his shirt collar, only then realizing the path her hands traveled at their own will.

Alice took that moment to encircle Bella's waist with her thin but, powerful arms, subtly guiding the human to face her, not really taking her away from Jasper but, making her lean her back on his marble chest. When she obligated, still light headed from the blissful taste of the blond vampire's mouth, turning her body fully to the golden eyed goddess, she was attacked.

Alice's entire body was pressed tightly to hers, her mouth rapidly covering hers in an urgent and, heated kiss, her tongue demanding entrance possessively. Her tiny and, cold hands running freely for her body, exploring places that Jasper never tried to touch. When the slave felt her caressing and, squeezing her breasts avidly, she yelled inside the other woman's mouth in ecstasy, a strangled beg for something to lesser the aching troubling in her drenched pussy. The human's hands automatically grabbed a firm hold on the small vampire's hair, pulling it savagely, violently, being rewarded by a hard, marvelous squeeze in her breast.

The little teenager had never felt that excited before. The combination between the two vampires bodies pressed against hers, their magnificent scents, the syrupy taste of her mistress' mouth and, those sinful hands squeezing, pinching and, exploring her trembling body was almost too much.

Then, Alice went further, pressing her hips firmly over hers and, moving it forward in a very intimate motion, rubbing her clothed sex over her own and, consequently, forcing her to feel the hard protuberance of the male's erection pressed against her butt.

Nothing could describe that moment. She was just lost in a Heaven full of sin.

The only thing that took her from the heavenly disorientation she was immersed on was Jasper's voice, begging, "Oh, God, Alice! It's too much… I can't… I won't control… Uh! Oh!... Alice, please…"

The black haired vampire slowed down, gradually moving her body away from Bella's, never letting her lips escape, until she was completely detached from the girl. The lustful kiss ended but, she still pressed two, three, ten chaste kisses on the slave's swallowed lips before wrapping her arms around her and, the vampire male behind her in a kind of sandwich hug.

"Oh, Bella! Sweet Bella! You look incredible in this dress. We're very proud of you," Alice whispered, her head resting on the girl's shoulder, sighing happily.

"So proud…" Jasper confirmed, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

Bella just stood there, feeling her heart beat slowing down and, a wave of calmness washing over them – Jasper's doing, she was sure – more than happy. Her every dream since being brought to their companionship had came true. There was nothing she wanted more than to be in their arms forever. Reality claimed her attention, though, especially because she knew that Jasper was in some kind of struggle.

"It's better to take this dress off now," she suggested, not really ready to step out of that lovely embrace.

"Yes, it does, my Bella. Take it off in your room, okay? I'll leave the accessories there later," the female vampire murmured with a gentle small.

"Okay," she replied, heading to the door, walking on cloud nine.

It took her all her concentration to reach her room without tripping in her own feet. She had to be extra careful, knowing that that was a task hard enough to fulfill even when she was in her most serene moments. But, at the same time, she felt that nothing could take the smile out of her face in that day.

She was so in love.

Taking off the beautiful blue garment, still smiling like a fool, she threw herself in her soft bed, daydreaming and, reviving the previous events a thousand times. Suddenly, she remembered something very important. She had to tell Jake.

It wasn't too hard to find him; he still was under the hook of that monster of a truck with his master. Jacob looked at her puzzled; it wasn't her habit to interrupt their work. But, something about her pink cheeks and, dreamy look demanded attention.

"You're okay, Bells?" the human male asked, glancing rapid at Edward when he heard the vampire chuckle.

The young woman nodded fervently, approaching them with some kind of weird shaking steps.

"C-can I borrow him, sir?" Bella timidly asked Edward.

"Only if you stop calling me sir," Edward replied, laughing a little before kissing Jacob lightly, stealing the human's breathe once again. "I'll meet you later in the library, my boy."

"B-bye." Jacob managed to say before being pulled out door by a very demanding little thing.

They reached her bedroom in the faster pace he ever saw Bella using. She jumped on the bed, dragging him with her, somehow managing to not trip over her own feet.

"Oh, Jake!" she chimed.

"What happened?" the boy asked, torn between concern and, amusement.

"Jasper and Alice just kissed me. Not at the same time, of course. This isn't possible, is it? Anyway, first Jasper, then Alice. It was so perfect. My first kisses ever," the brunette said, dreamily, and Jacob noticed, laughing, that she was capable of tripping over words, too.

"So was it any good?" he asked, teasingly, as if her expression wasn't telling him all he had to know.

"The best damn kisses ever," she giggled due her curse, looking even younger than she was. "When Edward kisses you, you feel like the world doesn't exist anymore?"

Jake blushed like a girl, answering reluctantly, "Humm… Yeah… Kind of. But, this isn't about me. They seriously waited this long to kiss you? Edward kissed me like the second day."

And he hated himself for sounding like a teenage girl with a crush much more that he would have admitted or liked.

"Shut up!" she ordered, her cheeks burning in embarrassment. "I wanted it since I got here but, I know I wasn't ready. But, I guess now Jasper saw I was ready, so..."

"So now you're happy?" the boy asked, smiling a little arrogantly while she nodded. "Well, I guess that explains that fit earlier."

She punched him playfully, although he barely flinched, smiling in relieve to know her masters were using their power to take care of his best friend.

"I'm happy for you B," he grinned, curling next to her.

She took the remote and, turned the TV on. They were quite for a few minutes just switching through the channels when Jacob remembered the party.

"Do you like your dress?" he asked, absentmindedly, surprised to see her cheeks darkening.

The one thing he really liked about Bella was that she really didn't care about clothes. Maybe being forced to use a fancy dress was the reason for her discomfiture. His friend nodded, smiling.

"It's pretty like a dream. Jasper and Alice picked it out together," her voice was all dreamy and giddy when she said her owners' names. "What about you?"

"Humm, I don't like my dress that much. It doesn't value my skin tone," the dark skinned man commented with a stern face, earning a smack in his chest.

Both of them laughed.

"I'm serious!" she complained.

"Sure, sure. My costume is great. Edward really liked it," he told her, realizing too late that he didn't have to add that last part.

He hated the power Edward had to reduce him to a pile of mush without even being in the room.

"Oh, I know all about how much he likes it," she teased, poking Jacob in the ribs, making him laugh.

"I hate you," Jacob pouted.

"I hate you, too," the girl retorted, crushing him in an animated hug. "We'll look great in this famous party."

A/N: Back to business, guys! I had the greatest vacation ever, thanks to everyone that wished me good luck!

To answer to some good questions you're letting on the reviews (because I can't log in to answer to everyone, thanks you so much, FanFiction!) there won't be an imprint in this story despite Jake being a wolf.

I love imprinting and, my favorite pair in Twilight is Jake & Nessie, as everyone knows, but, I thing imprinting would make things too easy for Jake & Edward in this story and, let's admit it, we really want some anguish here, right?

And I'm not continuing the story from the great author MyAwesomeness. I decided to take her amazing plot and, part of the story but, creating my own – kind of like we do with Twilight – because I don't feel comfortable using her words and, saying they're mine. I don't think that's fair to her. It makes any sense?

See you soon, guys!