A/N
Just want to thank everyone who has favorited/followed my story recently and say to you recent reviewers that you are the sexiest damn people alive! So yeah, thanks!
Bella has been working on what's happening to her and more about her past is revealed. I'll get more into it in the next chapters to come.
B/E/A/R interaction this chapter and FINALLY the chick who will be making the Cullen women jealous arrives. She will be used more in chpaters to come. Things between Bella and the women are still confused and insufferable. *sigh*
I have decided what supernatural she will be already everyone, it's announced and set in stone in this chapter. I know most of you basically said lycan, but come on! That's been done way~ too much for my liking. Sorry guys :(
Anyway, read on you beautiful people and know that Sky loves you! Muah!
(Oh, and Divodog? I'm a chick. Thought I'd clear that up for you, bro. :P And I'm so sorry you were sad :( hopefully the easily-removed jealous-causing chick will lift your spirits?)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or its characters.
All errors are my own.
Chapter 10
"He is flawed!"
"We could not have known the female would be the stronger of the two Unborn Heir's. Master, please! It was not our doing!"
"HE IS FLAWED!"
"Please Master! Mercy! Have mercy! We beg of you!"
"This…this 'thing' will be powerful, that solidarity of truth is the ONLY reason given for the continued life of you and your mate. Her…'it's' unparalleled strength has saved you. Now…You. Will. Destroy. Her…destroy this child so that she may rise and fulfill my bidding when her Awakening has reached completion."
"Yes. Yes, Master. You're will shall be done."
"Oh…and Charles?"
"Y-yes m-my Lord?"
"Should you and your wife fail me…well, Hell shall bring forth its arms to drag you back to its blazing breast. How beautifully the Punished do perish in their return. Am I quite clear, Charles and Renee Dwyer?"
"Your command is absolute-"
"Your will be done-"
"Your 'son' shall grow from the Hell we deliver."
"I make preparations for another to be created. A Second to my First. Prepare."
"Yes, Master. Of course."
*#*#*#*
These dreams are becoming more frequent. And it feels like I'm losing my fucking mind with each new nightmare. Sometimes I dream of my past, other times I dream of a past I don't remember, and other times I dream of a future that I've been forced to accept. I'm not a naïve, little girl. I understand their meanings, as much as I may not want to. I'm not going to be ignorant and write them off as nothing. No, I'm done with denial. It got me nowhere, but confused.
I had a twin? Shit, that's right, I remember…I can remember Charlie and Renee talking about that occasionally. And with the way these dreams go, with these strange conversations…I 'ate' him in the womb? Absorbed him? Whatever the fuck it is, we're one and he was meant to be the 'carrier' for…for this presence that's been taking over. The 'Me' that I was born to be.
I shift on my bed and continue to think this through. I've got a notebook open across my lap and I've made it habitual to write down any and all of these weird dreams I started having. I run my hand through my hair, sigh deeply and keep writing my thoughts.
I'm some kind of Harbinger of…Hell? Or at least I will be. To put it simply…I'm…I'm turning into a demon or something demonic in nature, no, I've always been this, but that side of me has been dormant. Fucking Christ…but that…that would make…Sammy…the 'Second'…right? Oh God. This is why You never answered, isn't it? When I pleaded for help all those times? I just…Oh Sammy…
I bring my hands up to my face, clasp them together and set them against my chin. I let the weight of everything settle. I'm not a weak-minded teenager, nor am I blindly dependent on anyone. I can figure this out for myself and see through the fog rather clearly. I'm a fucking adult, give me some credit.
In a way, I knew what I was looking for to begin with. After the past month or two, with all the crazy shit that's been bubbling up gradually, how could I not expect a swift, explosive understanding after remembering my past more and more, night after night? I sigh again and pick up my cell phone.
"H…ahem...hello?" Joey's sleep-laced voice welcomes me after the third ring.
"Joey." My voice is calm and a certain acceptance paints its tone.
"Bells? Everything ok? What's wrong?"
"I know."
"Huh? You-you know…Oh…oh! Shit, ok I'm up, should I come over?"
"…Please?" Joey is quick to start making his way to my apartment. Without him…fuck, I'm sure I would have already been consumed by whatever this is. Joey, Sammy, and the guys are the only reason I'm still maintaining my humanity. I won't lose it completely; I refuse to give up all of it. I won't have this carry itself out without a fucking fight on my part.
Joey finally gets here and he sits on my bed across from me, both of us are sitting crossed-legged and staring at each other. He's the first to speak and grabs my hands in his as he does so.
"Let me say this before you start Bella. Whatever is happening or even what you think is happening, tell me. I want everything. I'll listen to everything you may have come up with, because what happened to me, you pushing me like that? That's proof enough that some crazy, other-worldly shit is going on here. So lay it on me, don't sugar coat this, ok?" His expression is deathly serious, but even with that I can still see worry swimming in his chocolate depths. Worry for me.
"Demon. I'm a…or, well, some kind of demonic being at least. Hell, maybe even the demonic being, or some kind of Daughter of the Devil…or some shit like that. Anyway, yeah, that's what I've gathered from my memories and my dreams." My eyes were pointed down through all of this and stayed looking at the black fabric of my comforter. I was scared of what I would find when I met Joey's gaze. His voice was soft, but firm as he addressed me.
"Isabella Marie Swan, look at me," I do look at him, slowly, but I do, "We will. Get. Through. This. No matter how unavoidable the situation may be, you will not lose me. I'm here 'til the end Bella. Through fucking Hell and high water, I'm here to stay, always have been, always will be. Do you understand that?" He's looking at me with so much affection, despite his tough words their spoken gently and with a love you could only ever know from a brother. Tears start pouring from my eyes; Joey scoops me up and holds me against him.
"I don't wanna hurt anyone Jo. I know I will, I know at least that much is bound to happen. I'll kill, I've killed before, and I've seen it, felt it, I'm capable of it and will do it. Will you still be by my side then? Huh? And what if it's you? What if it's Tony? What if-" I'm silenced by Joey's hand pressed against my mouth and a gentle smile on his face. How the Hell can he be smiling right now?
"Bells, if you're gonna dictate everything on fear-ridden 'what ifs' then you've basically already lost. So, fuck the 'what ifs' and let's work towards the 'now', ok?" I stare at the massive man before me and bury my face into his warm chest. Love you Jo, love you so damn much.
"Ok Joey, ok…and aren't I supposed to be the wise one here? I am older dammit. This is making me look bad, how will you ever take me seriously again?" I look back to his face and a grin is now firmly in place.
"'Course you are, but everyone needs someone to fall back on, even you Bells. And me? Well, I'm that someone for you. And I'm plenty wise, so there." A soft smile is exchanged between us and everything, at least with what's happening to me physically, seems like it could be ok for a while. Now I just gotta deal with three insatiable women who may not be human either. Great. So~ looking forward to that. Welp, time to ruin this heart-felt moment. It's getting a tad uncomfortable even if this is Joey.
"Alright big guy," I move off his lap and get off my bed, removing clothes as I make my way to the bathroom, "time for me to get ready for work."
"Fuck! My eyes! Oh my God it burns! No! That's so wrong Bella! What the Hell, a warning next time please!" I unclasp my bra and throw it at his face and he freezes with his arms still in the air in a gorilla-type stance. He snaps back with an, "EWW! Booby holder touched my face! Boobies, no, no, no ew no-" I laugh my naked ass the rest of the way to the bathroom, listening to Joey's baritone, girlish cries.
*#*#*#*
Did I forget to mention that it's Tuesday? Well, it is, and this means that I have an appointment with one Esme Jane Cullen. Damn. Talk about mixed feelings. I'm so excited that I'm depressed…if that even makes any fucking sense. I feel like I'm looking forward to seeing her way~ too much than should be considered normal, and then her husband comes to mind. Thoughts of the Cullen women's…partners have ruined many-a-hard-on for me lately. It's making me go insane, literally.
Anyway, here I am at the shop. After Joey made a show of washing his eyes out with water for a good 5 minutes, he got ready himself and I went to take care of Sammy and get him on his bus to school. Jo and I drove to the shop and the guys showed up at their usual times. We worked through the day and it's already passed six, Esme's appointment is at 7:05 pm.
I'm looking towards the door every time it dings and my anxiety shoots through the roof a little farther each time.
I hear the ding again and look up, Esme still isn't here of course, but another woman has stepped into my shop. Nothing compared to Alice, Esme, and Rosalie, but damn, girl's still beautiful. I tilt my head a bit and examine her ass as she leans against the counter up front. I should uh…probably handle this one. Yeah. Well~ someone's subtle. Shut up, nobody asked you. Hmph. I walk to the front of the shop and out of my office.
"Hello miss, how may I help you?" I step around the counter and look at the pretty girl. She looks to be in her early twenties, with hazel eyes and flowing, dirty blonde hair. From what I could tell when I passed her, she stands to about my chin in height. If I had never laid eyes on those Cullen women, I would have described this woman as absolutely gorgeous. Damn though, she is hot!
"Hi, um do you think you could take a look at my Toyota?" Oh no, not the Terrible Toyota.
"Um, sure Miss?"
"Oh, my name's Sarah. Sarah Barnes."
"Ok Sarah, would you happen to know the model of the car?" I'm looking from this Sarah chick to the door repeatedly; I really want Esme to get here, and soon. I'll set up her appointment as quickly as I can.
"Model? I don't model my car." I wanna face palm and slap this girl. Who doesn't understand at least that much about a car?
"No, no. What type of Toyota is it?"
"Oh, it's a…car…type?" Ohh sweetie, you are so lucky you have your looks going for you.
"Just…just show me your car Miss Barnes." We walk out front and she points to a vehicle that makes me want to shrivel up and die inside. Oh God no, fuck no!
"That's a 2007 Toyota Camry…" And also, possibly the worst Toyota-made vehicle to date. Some of the worst engine problems across the board. Fuck. I look back at Sarah and she's looking back at me as if I've just announced that I have a dorsal fin on my ass.
"Mhm, ok, can you fix it?" Sure, let me drive the nasty clunker to a junk yard, and then it'll be fixed.
"I'm not going to be able to tell you just by looking at it Miss Barnes-"
"Just Sarah."
"Ok then Sarah, I'm gonna have to take a look under the hood." Unfortunately. Fuck, this sucks.
"Ok, when can I bring it in?"
"Well, I can probably take a quick peak at it now and decide how to handle whatever may be wrong with it," which is more than likely EVERYTHING, "And we'll work our way from there. Sound good?"
"Sure yeah, whatever works." Zen Bella, find your inner-Zen. Woosa. She hands me the keys and I drive the car into the garage. The only other person in there is Frankie and after seeing the clunker piece of shit I bring in, he looks at me sympathetically. I step back out and walk around to the hood. I swear I'm hearing the Jaws theme as I approach. Ah Hell, here we go. I lift the hood.
"Shit."
"Everything ok?" How do I put this lightly? Hmm. 'Your ass needs a new car, because this one is damn close to suicide'. I hold my tongue and look back at the engine. I sigh. Better sooner rather than later, right?
"Ok, you want the bad news? Or the good news?" She thinks for a moment. Don't hurt yourself.
"Give me the bad news."
"You need a new car." She nods in understanding.
"And the good news?" I grin at her.
"I get to dump this thing at Palmo's Junk Yard, it shall no longer terrorize the streets and-"I stop at the miffed look on her face. Maybe I went too far? Oops? She's still kinda cute though, all mad like that. "I apologize, um, anyway I could try to fix it up, but you would need all new parts and in the long run it would benefit you greatly to just buy a new vehicle. This one is damn near unsalvageable. Sorry Sarah."
She looks sad at what I told her, but it's the truth. I see movement behind her and everything around me fades away. There's Esme, Alice, and Rosalie…kissing their goodbyes to Carlisle, Jasper, and Emmett. No…why? They have to realize how much that shit hurts, right? Fuck.
I turn away and focus my attention on Sarah again, but not before meeting their eyes. I close mine and take a deep breath. Fuck this. Let's see how they like it. I'm being childish and immature about the situation, but you know what? I really don't give a rat's ass right now, because I'm sick of seeing them with those other men. So, here comes some payback. I'll regret it later, for now I'll let it warm my aching heart. Geez ,talk about 'woe is me' Bella, damn.
"So, there really is no fixing it, um…"
"Bella, my name's Bella. Name tag?" I point to the name tag on my mechanic's jumper and she looks down in embarrassment. Yeah, she's definitely cute. I can do this. You don't want to do this. Oh, but I do. I really, really do. I place my finger under her chin and lift her face to meet mine. "Hey, I'll see what I can do. Let's head into my office and we'll go over some possible dealerships you can start at, ok? I know some with amazing prices."
"Oh, ahem, um sure, I'd…I'd like that." I grin at her and my senses pick up again. They've been sporadic at best, I still can't control them, but I do hear growling right now. Three very pissy growls. I smirk. Good. Let them see how it feels. They are mine. Mine. And I won't be theirs until they're completely mine.
I lead Sarah away into the side door of the garage that leads into the shop, while Esme, Alice, and Rosalie walk in from the front entrance. I walk us to the front and come face to face with three black-eyed goddesses. They look about ready to rip poor Sarah's head off. I send a wink their way.
"Hello Mrs. Cullen, I'll be with right with you shortly. Just have to help this customer with a dealership search." Three coal-black eyes shoot to mine and theirs widen in surprise. They avert their gazes downward and I'm so very tempted to feel regretful for doing this, but I've had enough of seeing them in the arms of other's. It's time they understood and experienced the feeling for themselves. "Right this way Sarah."
I usher her into my office and she gasps after I sit in my chair to face her.
"Your eyes, um Bella, they're completely black." I look at her confused. Shit, something new? I get up and make my way to the connected restroom and look in the mirror. Sure enough, my eyes, the entire eyeball is black from the iris outwards. That's why their eyes widened, hmm. Interesting.
I take in deep breaths to calm myself, I'm sure my eyes are doing this because of intense emotion. After I feel calmer, I open my eyes and my usual forest-green eyes greet me in my reflection. There we go. I step back out into my office.
"Hey, sorry, but the lighting must have been playing tricks. They do that, the fluorescents, you know? My eyes are fine. See?" I sit in front of her again and she relaxes. Well, that was…that was easy.
"Oh yeah, um, so anyway about those dealerships?" I pull out a couple folders with the desired information. I go over some of them with her and I've even moved to sit next to her. Oh, and I've kept my office door open. So, you-know-who has basically seen all this flirting and closer proximity I have with Sarah. And Miss Sarah has taken to my advances like a moth to a flame.
"So, Sarah, you from around here? Haven't seen you before."
"Um yeah, I live more towards the inner-city. I'm a student at the downtown university." Mhm, don't care. I nod my head and go in for the kill.
"Oh nice, well, I was wondering, I mean as long as I've lived here I've never seen the downtown area to its fullest," This is obviously a lie, I know the ins and outs of every street and back alley of this entire city, but she doesn't need to know that, "would you mind showing me around sometime? Will you show me what I've been missing Sarah?" She's stuttering and fumbling with her purse. She finally answers.
"S-sure. Ahem, um yes of course I would really enjoy that." She flinches slightly; she sees that I noticed how desperate she sounded just then. Don't let it show Bella. I set my face into a gentle look and she smiles shyly at me. Hook, line, and sinker. Success.
"Well, then I look forward to it Sarah. Is it alright if I have your number, so I can contact you and set up a time and date?" She answers in the affirmative and writes her number down for me.
After that's done we leave my office and make it back to her car, which Frankie had the decency to drive out of the garage. I walk her to the sorry piece of machinery and see her off. This is low Bella, what you're doing isn't right. Yeah, well, so what. For every time I feel like shit after seeing them with those fucking men, I'll use Sarah. Exactly, you're using her, that's wrong. I shake my head to clear my thoughts and check my watch. It's 7:01.
I walk back into the shop and see Esme, Alice, and Rosalie having a silent conversation in the waiting room. I walk in through the door leading to the garage and they freeze in their seats before turning their hurt gazes my way. Be strong Bella. Dammit, this needs to be done. Be. Strong. I pull on a mask of indifference and play it like nothing's happened.
"So, I'm working on your car today, Mrs. Cullen, correct?" She winces and my heart hurts from the sight, but I don't let it show.
"Y-yes Bella. My car is the Audi." She doesn't meet my eyes as she talks to me, neither do the other two stunning women before me, but I can tell Rosalie wants to speak out. She doesn't, which I'm thankful for.
"Yeah, I remember. May I have the keys, please?" I walk up to her and look down into her pain-filled, dark orbs. I hold out my hand and wait. She hands her keys to me and our fingers brush, that electric current travels up my arm and fuck if that didn't make me feel so much better. No! Fight the feeling, don't give in God dammit! I turn on my heel and nearly jog out to get her car.
I pause to collect myself and get inside her Audi. And, once again, fuck! I'm surrounded by her amazing scent; before I can get lost in it I roll down all the windows and drive the car into the garage. Fuck. Focus Bella. You really do have a job to do, even if I'm pretty sure there's going to be absolutely nothing wrong with this car, but fuck it. Focus anyway.
I get out the car when it's properly parked and placed and make my way to the hood. I slip off the top half of my mechanics jumper and tie the sleeves around my waist. I then tie up my hair in a ponytail. I'm wearing a black spaghetti-strapped sports bra today, with my work jumper and boxer briefs underneath. And, of course, my steel-toed work boots are on my feet. I start looking over the engine.
"Bells! Hey boss?" I look to the side to see Joey walking towards me.
"We have walkie's for a reason Jo."
"You know what? Stay bent over the car's hood like that, I think I see a stick that needs to be removed from your ass. Geez, what's up Bells, what's bothering you?" I roll my eyes at Joey and reply.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong. What do you need?" My eyes shift to look behind him and he turns to follow my gaze. His eyes light up in understanding and then darken in worry. I look him in the eye and pass a silent message of 'I'm fine.' He sends one back that basically screams 'bullshit.' I smirk and he returns it.
"Alright, well the guys and I are heading out early today, right? We gotta get our Christmas shopping done." I nod and stand up; I walk over to a work bench where I've set the schedules for today.
"Yeah, hmm, you guys are free to leave…well, now actually, if you'd like. This is my last appointment." He nods, kisses my cheek and goes to gather the guys. They say their goodbyes via walkie-talkie and I'm left with an empty shop and three gorgeous women who have yet to look away from me. I keep my eyes off them and move back towards Esme's car.
As I'm looking around the engine, it's plain to see that this car is in perfect working condition. It's a perfect piece of automotive machinery. Beautiful. If I could, I'd cry at its perfection. I snort at my thoughts and hear a rustling of fabric coming from inside the building. My senses are acting up again. I stand up and walk towards the garage doors. I start closing them, there are four in total. I leave the last one open and walk back to the R8. Leaning against the car are three stunning angels. I'm so fucked. I won't last, I can't. I sigh at the truth of my thoughts and close the hood of the vehicle.
"Bella?" I close my eyes, take a deep breath and turn to Alice who's said my name.
"Yes?" My voice is tired and I've given up, clearly it's too much work trying to fight against this 'mate' connection thing.
"Bella please, this is just as difficult for us as it is for you." I keep staring at the beautiful pixie and nod. I turn my attention back to Esme.
"Everything is fine with your car, but you knew that already. There's nothing else I can do." She looks at me and her eyes fill with some kind of determination that has my mask dropping completely.
"I wish to redo the entire interior." My eyes widen.
"What? It's perfect inside and out." And then I catch on to what Esme's doing. Clever.
"I know dear, but I want something new."
"I don't know Esme, it's costly. Are you aware of the price for replacing everything?"
"I am Bella, but no matter the price I want to do this. Will you be able to do the work?" We're staring deeply into one another's eyes. This double entendre of a conversation goes uninterrupted by Alice and Rosalie.
"It's a lot of work Esme. And you seem to be too attached to the original pieces." We continue our stare down and Rosalie and Alice have moved to stand beside Esme.
"I need them removed and replaced Bella. I don't care for them anymore and only you can be the one to fix it. Please, it won't be easy, nor will it happen quickly, but please work through this with me…with us." She looks to Alice and Rosalie and I move my piercing gaze to them as well.
"It hurts Esme…seeing the…having to watch…fuck it, it hurts seeing you with them!" I can't keep it up, I snap and their eyes fill withlonging and guilt. I let my head fall a bit and stare at the floor, trying to control my breathing and get my aching heart back in check. I whisper, "It…it hurts…so much."
I feel a soft, cold hand caressing my cheek and lean into it. My eyes are closed, but I can tell it's Rosalie who's giving me this comfort. Then she speaks.
"Bella, it's not just hurting you. We no longer feel connected to the men who have been in our lives for years-"
"How many?" My eyes were still closed, but I open them and stare right into the dark orbs of Rosalie's. I hold her gaze and wait for a response.
"What?"
"How many years?"
"Bella I-"
"You're not normal. And neither am I, well, I'm getting there at least. If I've noticed this then you three have as well." She looks to Alice and Esme who moved up to stand next to her; they nod and look back at me.
"They're our husbands Bella," A vicious, possessive growl rips its way from my throat, Rosalie flinches, but I place my hand gently against hers, which is still on my cheek, letting her know that she's in no danger, "W-we've been married to them for decades, Bella." I squeeze her hand and shut my eyes, then let my arm drop, taking my hand with it. I'm breathing a bit heavy and I'm trembling slightly, until I feel two other hands grabbing hold of mine.
My eyes shoot open at the feeling of absolute contentment and completeness that overwhelms me with these three angels touching me. My heart slows and my breathing comes easier. Fuck, everything's so clear. So fucking bright. If I'm a demon, then they're definitely my angels, I mean, they have to be. Maybe this was God's way of helping? I feel…I-I feel whole.
A strange noise, or well, noises reach my ears and I'm tilting my head in confusion. There are no cats around here. The Hell is that purring coming from? Then I feel the vibrations travelling up my arms and on my cheek. No. Way.
"Are…is that you three? The purring?" I pass my eyes over them individually and they look semi-embarrassed. I grin and somehow, I start purring as well. Holy fuck, that's new! I jump slightly at my own purring and keep my confused gaze moving from Esme, to Rosalie, to Alice.
"Bella, what…what are you?" Alice's voice is quiet as she asks and I want to answer, but a rippling fear passes through me. What if they fear me? What if they're disgusted? "Bella, hey, calm down, it's ok Hon. Trust me, nothing you say will push us away, alright?" I nod slowly at her words with uncertainty still passing though me.
"D…d-demon. I'm a…I'm a demon." I am greeted by silence and wide, disbelieving eyes. I shut my own, sigh and begin to step away from my angels. Even they can't- My thoughts are cut off by incredibly soft lips. They're pressed against mine and I am immediately washed in calm. I open my eyes to see Rosalie leaning back and away from me after our kiss. "Wha-you, you're not scared o-or disgusted?" I get three soft smiles in return.
"Of course not Bella, because you see, we're as close to demons as you can get without actually being one." Rosalie looks to Alice who nods and finishes for her.
"We're vampires, Bella." I blink rapidly, processing what I have just been told and a sly grin settles on my lips. The action has Esme, Alice, and Rosalie relaxing after going rigged in nervous anticipation of my reaction.
"So, let me get this straight…ahem…'you vant to suck my blood'?" I pull one Hell of a Dracula accent out and I get three resonating eye rolls. They don't realize I believe them and Alice comments on it.
"We're serious Bella." I sober up and answer the tiny goddess.
"I know. I don't know how I know, but I do. I believe you, just as you believe me Pixie-Puff."
"Ok, what the Hell is that? 'Pixie Puff'? Really Bella?" I smirk and notice both Esme and Rosalie fighting off smiles.
"Hey, I'm just trying to lighten the mood here Alice, so sue me, sheesh. Tough crowd." My face gets serious again and I step away from their holds. Fuck, it actually hurts to step away. Damn. I ignore the burn that begins in my chest and face the pixie-like vampire. I cup her cheeks, rub my thumbs against them gently, and lean in.
I kiss her, and she steps closer to me, leans up on the tips of her toes and wraps her hands in my hair. I slide my tongue across her bottom lip slowly and she whimpers before granting me access to her sweet cavern. I taste her and it's absolutely amazing, I savor the feel of her tongue against mine. I end the moment with gentle kisses pressed to her lips, her cheeks and then her forehead before I finally pull away.
"Wha-what…was that for Bella?" I smile at her and caress her cool, smooth cheek.
"Your lips are the only ones I had yet to taste Alice, that was unacceptable and needed to be fixed." I throw her a wink and she giggles adorably before snuggling her face into my chest. I look at Rosalie and Esme and they're both smiling with absolute affection at the display before them. I send them a loving smile of my own and they step closer to me, each kissing the top of Alice's head and then placing a gentle kiss on my lips. First Rose and then Esme. I sigh, drowning in complete and total happiness, before our moment is ruined.
We can hear several cars driving towards the shop. And we break apart immediately. My eyes begin to itch and burn, which I'm assuming means they've changed to their all-black look and I'm growling loudly.
In the next moment, Alice has her hands on my face and is speaking in such a low and rapid tone that even I can barely hear her with my heightened senses which have chosen to peak at this moment.
"Bella, listen, listen to me, calm down, please, please. We're yours, ok? Yours! Just please calm yourself. Please baby, we're yours, only yours." I'm staring into her pleading eyes and I feel a calm washing over me again starting from my cheeks, where her hands are placed, and it begins to move through my body as I feel Esme and Rosalie caressing my arms. I finally have my 'inner-demon' in check as the cars pull into the lot.
The three beautiful vampires compose themselves as well and make their way back to the waiting room. My chest burns hotter as they walk away, but I try my damndest to push it out of my mind for now. Mine. Th-they're mine. Mine. Patient. Be patient. Almost, not quite, but they're almost completely mine.
I'm taking in deep breaths while making my way to Esme's car. I open the door and get inside and I'm immediately surrounded by her scent. I was trying to avoid it not too long ago. Why do we always get in these quick-switch situations? Dammit. I drive her car out into the front lot and I see Jasper and Emmett leaning against the wall near the front door. I nod my head in greeting, Jasper sends one back and Emmett sends me a boyish grin. I can't fucking help but smile back. What did I say about acting like Joey you big, stupid, impossible-to-hate, man-boy?! Ugh!
I get out of Esme's car and walk on stiff legs into the shop, thankfully, Jasper and Emmett stay outside. Thank fuck! Once inside, I'm breathing easier, even though I came from outside where there's plenty of fresh air? Ah fuck trying to understand this. Standing by the counter is Dr. Cullen and my three angels, as well as a boy who looks like he may have rolled out of bed before coming here. Anybody teach you about brushes? What the fuck, fix that nest!
I walk behind the counter and I've pretty much put myself on autopilot business-mode as I discuss payment for the check-up that was done today and the future installation of Esme's interior refurbishing.
Despite this, it's taking every ounce of my newly found control to not reach over this counter and rip Carlisle's head right the fuck off. My demon is stirring and clawing at a cage I haven't even begun to build yet. Shit. I look towards Alice, searching for her eyes, but mine instead fall on the golden orbs of the bronze-haired boy's. His widen a bit, but for some reason he doesn't sell me out by alerting the man standing next to him. No, instead he nudges Alice and she turns to look at me, immediately picking up on my distress. Get them away. Do it! Away! Now!
I can't focus on her words, but whatever she says has the others laughing and moving towards the door. They call out goodbyes and leave. I'm left shaking in the middle of my shop. I lock my legs into place, because if I don't I'll rush outside and kill every male presence within a 50 mile-radius in a possessive rage.
I finally hear their cars leave, and in the next second I'm running. And I'm running fucking fast. I make it to the woods about a mile away from the shop outside the city and let loose a roar that has the earth shaking beneath my feet and animals racing away in all directions.
And then, my vision goes red and everything else goes black.
A/N
You lovely psychics you! Yes, JoeyxEdward will be happening. Hopefully, this makes the bronze-haired fuck's presence much easier to swallow. So, Sorry ShadowCub, but it's happening :/
Apocolyptic-Wasp: I HAVE to answer your review, because it made me giggle. Heh. Yes, there will be times with them 'doing the nasty' very soon. You're going to see that I am a total pervert and will have those parts of the story be extremely graphic in nature. Just wait a bit more, ok? Sexy times are coming. Patience is key here, yeah?
Thank you to everyone who reviewed and hopefully you will continue to tell me what you may or may not like about the story. :D
Until my next update everyone. Stay sexy! Muah! Bye :)
