I don't own anything Twilight. The idea of Bella being a mind reader is mine and a few events. Everything else belongs to Stephenie Meyers. No copyright infringement intended. Nearly all my chapters have mild language, mainly name calling. The idea for using something else other than eggs came from my aunt gsmith56, I hope your happy, it was a nice idea to change things up a bit.
Chapter 12: You're NOT Buddha!
All things considered, I should be overwhelmed and drowning in shame. I mean think about it! During the era I was born into and grew up in until I was seventeen, the thing that Bella had just done to me was never heard of in my social circle. Those types of things were reserved for burlesques and loose women, which Bella definitely didn't fall into that category.
I vaguely remember my friends when I was living in Chicago had confessed to visiting such places and tried to convince me to go, just so I could learn the pleasures that a woman could do with her mouth. I had been taught; never treat a woman like your lesser – for without them there was no way we men could survive. Now that I have known Bella and have learned about love, I totally understand my father's words.
Throughout my ninety plus years of bearing witness into numerous male minds against my will, I had seen their thoughts morph during the passing decades. When married couples had only known a handful of sexual positions and then changed to casual partners and hundreds of pleasurable options. My family didn't help in my unwillingness to grow a perverse mental dictionary either.
To say I was mortified with Bella's actions was an understatement. Never in my wildest dreams – okay, maybe my wildest – but never in my purest had I ever imagined Bella doing what she had to me, I just wonder if she'll remember come morning.
If I said I hadn't enjoyed Bella's ministrations to my person, that would make me the world's biggest liar. I unquestionably loved having her soft, warm and wet mouth wrapped around my hardened cock – if possible, it would happen again – when she was awake though.
Damn it! Just remembering last night's activities made me achingly stiff in the crotch area. There was no doubt about it – I was absolutely going to have to step up my training régime if I was to touch her intimately without hurting her.
I stood hidden in the trees behind the grocery store trying to calm my rigid ardor, I would not want to enter town with a 'stiffy' for everyone to see. Once I was back to my normal state, I casually walked around the large building and walked through the automatic glass doors.
After reading the signs hanging from the ceiling, I walked directly to the back to fill my cart with several dozens of eggs. I was shocked to a standstill at what I saw. I grabbed the nearest stock boy and pulled him to the shelves.
"Where are all the eggs?" I questioned.
"A small girl came in first thing this morning and bought them all," an image of a spiky haired dwarf danced around in his head. Alice! 'She was cute too.'
I glared at the empty shelves of where the eggs should be. "Is there anything else I could use that is delicate and needs to be handled with care?"
The boy got a far off look as food items flashed in his mind. "Um, there are berries, tomatoes, or filled donuts. You have to be careful with those or you make a mess," he then remembered when his little brother got a hold of a tomato, that was messy.
"Thanks, I'll try those," I headed over to the produce section and filled the cart with all the tomatoes they had. I figured tomatoes would be better because berries were too small and donuts put up too much resistance.
I finished my trip to the market then returned quickly to the tent to start my vigorous preparation. I went through nearly a dozen tomatoes just remembering the blowjob I had received last night; this was going to take awhile.
'I can't believe Alice is making me come out here!'
Hearing Rosalie's frustrating ranting put an immediate halt on my fantasizing. I placed the red orb back in the bag and waited for Rose to appear through the trees. When she did make her appearance, her expression told me she was far from happy being here.
She stood about four yards in front of me, arms crossed over her chest, scowling darkly at me. "You already know that my thoughts match the rest of the family's so I have no idea why I was sent here in the first place." 'I sure hope that isn't blood you're covered in?'
I bit back a laugh at her pouting face. From the very day that Bella stormed into our lives Rosalie had befriended her, Rosalie never did that, none of us did that really. However, with Alice's gift of foresight, we knew who would be joining our little family, one way or another. Moreover, with Bella's gift, there was no way of keeping the secret of what we are a secret for very long. Between their two gifts, there was only one option, bring her into the family, but that didn't mean I had to like the idea of her changing.
I shrugged my shoulders casually then smiled and batted my eyelashes at her sweetly. "Maybe so you can say hi to your dear brother?"
"HA! After what you did to Bella, you're lucky I don't go over there and rip off the most sensitive part of your body!" Rose growled at me and flailed her arms as she spoke. "What were you thinking anyways? Have the Denali sisters told you nothing? They're with human males all the time and not one of them was killed or even injured!"
Her statements wiped the cheesy grin right off my face and I scowled at her. "They probably didn't care for the men like I care for Bella so they didn't worry about hurting them. Besides, the men do all the work, and they don't have to worry about hurting vampires," before I could blink I was thrust up against a large pine tree by Rosalie, she was holding my neck with her manicured hand and growling at me viciously.
"The men do not do all the work, it's a give and take, it's an equal opportunity activity," she hissed and she deliberately remembered various positions between Emmett and her, most of which were of her on top. I cringed away from her and her sickening memories. "And do you honestly believe that only vampires can hurt humans? You're the mind reader, how many humans have hurt or killed other humans, huh?" She then let me witness her foggy human memories of when her fiancé Royce had humiliated, attacked, and raped her with several of his friends then left her to die.
I turned my head away from her as a feeling of shame wrapped around me for seeing a memory I felt I shouldn't watch, something that was beyond private and should never be unlocked.
'For once, I'm glad you can't block out the thoughts because you need to see this. Humans are just as dangerous if not worse than you are. We trust you – Bella trusts you…trust yourself!' Her grip on my neck loosened and released me. She took a couple steps back and looked at me with sad pained eyes. "You need to return to Bella, NOW!"
"I will Rose, as soon as I have enough control. Even if the Denali sisters are okay with taking a chance with a human, I'm not," I stated roughly, while I returned to the grocery bag filled with tomatoes.
She crossed her arms and continued her malicious glare directed at me. "More control, than what you have now? Make a note Edward, YOU'RE NOT BUDDHA!" I snickered at her comparison. I knew I wasn't Buddha that's why I needed more control. She sighed as she looked forlornly into the forest. "Now isn't the best time to be playing with fruit Edward. Victoria is back and there is a werewolf doing your job protecting your girlfriend!"
I stilled as I reached into bag. Did she just say Victoria was back and there is a werewolf protecting my Bella? What happened? I rounded on Rosalie, panic quickly rising in my veins. "What do you mean Victoria is back and there is a wolf watching after Bella? What happened, did Alice see something?"
Rose flinched at the volume and intensity of my voice. "Actually, Alice didn't see anything and she's really upset about it. She saw Bella and Jake go to the movies last Friday night but nothing else regarding the boy, now we know why. Bella called Friday night and informed us that her friend Jacob had started shifting into a wolf and that Victoria was searching for something around Forks. Bella thinks it's you or her that Victoria's after, most likely for revenge. Apparently, the pack has been chasing Victoria all around the area for a while – I'm a bit surprised that you haven't run across their scents yet."
I'm not all that surprised that I haven't come upon any of them either. Not only have I not gone very far for hunting but also I've been here schooling myself on control. "I've only been within a mile of town and only on our land for hunting or here with the eggs and tomatoes."
"Well I guess that would explain why you don't really know what's going on in the world around you," I winced at the realization that she was right, about everything.
I should be with Bella, laughing, touching, kissing and just being in each other's company. I should be the one to protect her from the scary human eating vampires. I should be chasing after the crazed, revenge driven threat. I should be the one making her feel protected and loved, not that fleabag. But nooo! I'm out here, in the middle of nowhere making scrambled eggs and tomato sauce. I glanced between the bags of tomatoes to Rosalie to the trees, and continued that cycle a few more times.
After I scowled at the tree line and growled, I turned to Rose. "I'm going after that redheaded bitch then I'm coming back here and worshipping Bella like she deserves."
"You should know already, Bella doesn't want to be worshipped, she just wants you – don't ask me why, but she does," she shooed me away then turned and walked casually into the forest toward the house. 'You better keep your word or I will hunt you down and make you a eunuch!'
She would too, of that I was certain.
Once Rosalie was gone, I stowed the grocery bags inside my tent and then dashed into the forest. I decided to check the campsites that Rose had mentioned in her head. There had to be some evidence there as to the location of the vengeful bitch.
After finding the first three sites and following Victoria's scent and human blood to a halt at an intense stream, I felt my hopes of finding her turn to dust – every time. I leapt to the other side of the stream in hopes of picking up her trail, after looking for nearly three hours – no such luck. I growled loudly then pushed over a couple of huge pine trees out of frustration.
Now I understand why the wolves have been having a difficult time tracking this insane woman. Just like during spring break when the others stayed here to search for her while the rest of us went to Cancun – even then, she seemed to have a gift for evading problematic situations.
Aggravated beyond reasoning, I headed back toward Forks slowly. I can't tell you how many times I ran my hands through my hair and pulled hard on the tendrils, hoping to extract some idea of how to get Victoria from the coppery strands. Each step I took brought me closer to Bella and further from any solution of obtaining the threatening menace.
As I got closer and closer to my love's house, I became aware of an unusual scent floating around the air surrounding her home. It reminded me of the smell at Bella's workplace but there was a wild side to it, something woodsy and exotic. It increased with each step I took and it was nearly overpowering outside her bedroom window.
I hurried up to Bella's window and opened it, ready to pull myself through when I heard a very low, guttural growling coming from the bed. Was Bella growling at me? My eyes shot over to the bed immediately, searching for the source behind the hostile snarl.
There, cuddled up against Bella's chest, wrapped in her arms was a small grayish dust bunny. I maneuvered inside a little more and the growl increased in volume, I halted instantaneously. I was surprised that despite how loud the dog was snarling at me, Bella remained asleep, I decided I should retreat for now.
My phone vibrated in my pocket and I slowly inched back outside, leaving the unfriendly varmint where it was. After a quick glance at the phone's ID, I answered it in annoyance. "What Alice?"
"Smart move Edward!"
"What are you talking about?" Alice confused me sometimes.
I made out her heavy sighing before she spoke rather gruffly. "Leaving Bella's room, duh! I saw a vision of Brontë attacking you, you retaliating, and Bella waking just as you hit Brontë across the room killing her. Not a good thing in Bella's eyes."
I'm sure that Brontë was that overgrown rat on the bed but I wanted to make certain and learn why Bella would get a dog. "So that thing in Bella's arms is Brontë, why in the world would she get a dog?"
"She was a gift from Jacob. Bella brought her over today and we all have gotten to know her. She's fine with all of us but apparently, she doesn't like you," I could swear she was snickering on the other end.
"Yeah, apparently," I snapped back at her, annoyance wearing down on me. "I have to go."
"Wait, no you-"
I shut my phone, successfully ending the call. I gazed up at Bella's window from my spot on the ground. I growled viciously and turned from her house aggressively, stalking back toward my tent, angrily. What the hell was I doing wrong? She'd take gifts from that mutt but not me, what is wrong with this picture. I'm her boyfriend for Christ sakes. She should appreciate anything I gave her. I stopped dead in my tracks as realization dawned on me.
That wasn't who Bella was. She could care less about a thousand-dollar ring or a million dollar home. It was the gifts from the heart that she loved the most; like when I had composed the song for her, or the notes, and the puppy. I really need to remember that and you'd think with my vampire memory, I would.
I jumped into the tent and ripped out a small piece of paper from my journal and promptly but effectively jotted down another poem for Bella. Once my thoughts and feelings were down on paper, I quickly sprinted back to Bella's and placed the note inside the Volvo on the seat. I hid in the trees just as Bella exited the house, Brontë following close behind.
Bella opened the driver side door of the car and snatched up the poem before her dog could jump on it. Brontë scurried over to the passenger seat and Bella sat down behind the wheel. Her heartbeat increased as she read over the poem and a heart-stopping smile grew on her face, she truly loved the sentimental things.
I watched as she pulled out of her drive and headed down the road toward work. While staying hidden in the trees, I followed her – the urge to gaze upon her almost overwhelming. I smiled when she reached her workplace and started playing a little with the pup before heading inside.
Now that she was behind a brick wall and glass, I couldn't see her and I could only hear the vets thinking, which was very annoying.
'Wow, Bella got a dog. Wait, I think I fixed her mother last week,' thank goodness I had superior hearing as well. "Bella, when did you get a puppy, she's a sweetheart," he leaned down and petted the top of her head.
"Yesterday, a friend in La Push gave her to me. Her name is Brontë, I was hoping to get her a checkup and her shots during some down time," Bella sounded chipper in her request.
"Absolutely, the first app isn't for another hour, let's check her now. By the way, fitting name considering the books you're always reading," he ushered Bella into the back and Brontë followed cheerfully. 'Gee, I've never seen a dog take to its owner so quickly. Oh well, its Bella, she has a way with animals.'
Thanks to the doctor's thoughts, I couldn't hold back the snicker. Bella certainly did have a way with animals. She was friends with a werewolf, heck – she tamed the beast in me even.
'Oh crap, Cullen!'
I turned at the mental cursing. I was both shocked and annoyed. Shocked to see I was now standing on the sidewalk across the street from the clinic. Annoyed, that it was Mike Newton that had stumbled across me.
"Haven't seen you around lately," he smirked and looked off to the side blankly. 'I heard you dumped Bella because she wouldn't sleep with you. Probably saving herself for moi.'
I clenched my fists in my pockets and bit my lips to keep from snapping the kid's neck – he couldn't be further from the truth. "I've been up north helping some friends."
"So does Bella know your back? Are you two still together?" 'Please say no so I can wipe her off her feet and on to her back,' he then started to imagine Bella naked and sweating from beneath him.
He was making it harder and harder not to do him bodily harm. "We never broke up and yes she knows I'm here," I never left and she knew it actually.
"Oh," he shrugged and started walking away. 'Of course that doesn't mean I can't still wear her down so she'll eventually get with me. Jess was a lousy lay but I'm positive Bella is a hell cat in the sack.'
That did it! I ripped a hole in my jean pockets and a rather loud growl erupted while I glared at the boy. He stopped walking and turned toward me with a raised eyebrow.
"Did you just growl at me? Are you an animal or something?" he turned back around and walked away, laughing. I have never wanted to kill someone so badly until I met Mike Newton. The way he regarded women was disgusting and the way he thought about Bella made me want to rip his head clean off his neck. Yes, I am an animal actually!
It would never happen, he would never touch my Bella, and he would never contaminate her with his presence – if I could help it. I peered inside the clinic one last time, glad to see that Bella was doing better and looked happier. Once I felt I had gazed upon Bella enough to fill my heart – for now anyway – I turned and ran back for my tent.
I had a goal to accomplish and even if it killed me, again, I would reach it. Bella would never be beneath that egotistic, ill-mannered, male chauvinist pig of a jock. Bella will be lying with me, screaming my name, begging me for a release, panting I love you into my ear.
I will make Bella mine in every way possible and soon.
Chapter End Notes:
I told you I wasn't done with Mike and I'm not, not until it sinks in that he will never be with Bella - I'm thinking book 3 or 4. Next chapter will be filled with one surprise after another, any guesses. I love playing guessing games, can't you tell. And yes, you'll learn what the poem said in the next chapter.
