Hey there! Here's the next lovely chapter to Age.
I have to apologize for this update being pushed back. Things happen and words do not flow right at times. I want to thank everyone in support of my story, and all of you reading it.
Thanks to:
Mireads and TheDreamer17 for the reviews and much love to everyone favoriting and following!
I hope you all enjoy this chapter, I put some humor, a little more Cullen action and of course some good old smut. (forgive me, I've been reading too many good M-Rated Twilight stories)
Disclaimers: I do not own Twilight.
Chapter 21: To Find My Fish In That Sea
Alice's eyes glistened with tears that would never fall. The pencil in her hands dropped and her sudden diligent handwriting turned into scribbles. Her unnecessary breathing stilled and those golden, topaz eyes widened.
"You're nothing." The mysterious male vampire teased in a feminine voice as he tossed his tray at the sullen brunette she once considered her sister. Alice saw Bella was frozen in place as milk that spilled on her brunette colored hair dripped onto her shirt and everywhere. Pudding is wasted on her shirt, arms and the jeans that cover her legs; pieces of salad is everywhere. All over her; in her hair, on her shoes, clothes, everywhere!
"Slut." He said over his shoulders, walking away as the sudden silence in the Forks High School's. Suddenly, a boy named Aaron and a few others burst out laughing. The whole cafeteria followed afterward and Bella is left standing there; clueless and in shock.
Seconds later Bella fell to the floor, and buried her head in her lap.
"Alice Cullen?" The professor called her name once more.
As soon as her vision ended, the pixie screwed her eyes shut and whipping her head furiously, all while she shook like a motorboat moving through still waters. Alice rose up from her seat in the classroom, storming out while sniffling up tears that would never fall and ignoring the prominent stares from the different classmates of the North Dakota school and her sister, Rosalie.
She had another vision. Another vision of Bella going through such troubles. For the past week, she'd see Bella: in the company of some mysterious vampire. This vampire paraded around like some human care-taker and the male scared Charlie like hell. This vampire displayed no façade to even appear human; he refused food around her dad and was almost possessive of Bella. And while it scared Charlie, it frightened Alice. She had never seen him anywhere before in her centuries of being a vampire and she had no idea what the hell he was doing with the brunette anyways... Different thoughts of Bella being mistreated by this fellow haunted and plagued Alice to her core.
She envisioned Bella weak; never eating, refusing food, starving herself. It was horrible to see the girl she once considered her sister waste away, barely keeping a maintainable weight and doing nothing. From the few seconds that Alice witnessed Bella in her murky visions, she could see the girl was basically a walking zombie. Living but drained of all emotions, the will to live.
And one last thing that Alice wanted to sob about when she saw her... she was bullied at school. By yet another vampire. It seemed after they left, many of their kind chose to flock to Forks, Washington. And of course, due to Bella's blood being tempting, they were attracted to her and took that upon themselves to abuse and mistreat her, or so she assumed.
Like a toy. A plaything... Alice thought to herself as she sat on the bathroom floors of the school, with a hot trail of never-falling tears. She couldn't believe what was going on. Couldn't believe Bella's life was in chaos. But it was. When Edward and her family left, it pushed Bella to the edge, and she finally cracked. And it hurt; it really did hurt so fucking much to see that. It hurt so bad to accept it that it was their fault for interfering in her human life, taking her up as one of them and then just casting her aside. But Alice kept telling herself over and over in her mind that it was the right thing to do.
Her bronze haired brother Edward had convinced her and the rest of their family that it was the right thing to do. And she blindly accepted that. She left Bella and now the brunette was in such pain. Going through it all.
Alice silently wept, grasping clumps of her short cut, silky black hair and shook her head in denial. She was scared for Bella and there was no way around it. The visions of her came once or twice a day; had been happening for over a week now that it appeared Bella was back from failed therapy.
Alice ignored the sound of the door opening and the light and graceful footsteps of high-heels clicking and clacking against the floor. She knew it was her sister Rosalie.
"Alice," the blonde approached the small vampire, kneeling down to her level. Rose's golden topaz eyes stared deeply at her sobbing sister, eyebrows furrowing. "What did you see?"
The pixie immediately launched herself into Rosalie's arms, sobbing quietly while mumbling into the designer clothes, "Oh, Rose!" She sniffled, zipping her eyes shut. "It was h-horrible..."
Rosalie patted Alice's back, helping her to her feet, all while still holding her sister. "What was? What happened?!"
Alice let her go and stared deeply into the blonde's eyes, murmuring, "It's... Bella."
Meanwhile
"You owe me for this," Bella sighed as she walked into an empty girl's bathroom, followed by the disguised Jeromé. The skinny vampire settled himself on the granite linked-sinks, crossing a leg over the other and leaning back against the large mirror.
"I'll take you to a spa or something, honey." Jeromé chimed in a peachy-tone, sheepishly fanning a hand at her. "That was fun." Fleetly blinking his eyes once, Bella watched as the dark brown contacts melted, falling onto the tiled floors to reveal that perfect shade of dark red while she combed her fingers through her dampened hair.
The brunette narrowed her eyes at the milk droplets laced on her fingers. She picked a piece of lettuce from a lock of brunette, shaking her head just to see more stray pieces of lettuce and miscellaneous salad particles fall. "Easy for you to say." - "I know we're supposed to be tricking Alice into thinking my life is a complete wreck, but could you at least not take our plans over the edge?" Bella asked, giving Jeromé a small smile, just before beginning to chew on her bottom lip.
"But we killed it, Bells. I know for a fact that her ass saw me throw that tray at you and that she thinks I'm some random vampire parading around Forks High School as some Mean Girls type of bitch. She thinks you're getting bullied." The blonde Australian-Romanian disguised as a brunette chimed in content, actually feeling good about the performance he and Bella put on. "Trust me, she's most likely breaking down at the way she thinks your life turned to shit and has been shit after those fuckers left."
After washing her face clear of any of the tossed food and chocolate pudding Jeromé pelted at her in the duo's latest scheme in stumping the pixie-vampire, she settled herself on top of the counters next to Jeromé, leaning her head on his stone, slim shoulders.
"It was your idea, you know..."
"I knowwww," she sighed.
"You should have known acting was a passion, I go all out for everything and that I'd take that shit over the top..." Jeromé teased, pulling a brush from her bag to comb through her tangled, milk-dampened mess of hair.
"Or so Hayden warned." Bella blushed deeply, gnawing that bottom lip with her teeth. "Did you have to throw in slut when you walked away?"
Jeromé chuckled, rolling his eyes before letting a shrug play on his shoulders. "What-ie, Bells? It was apart of my act..." - "I'll wash your hair with this really nice home-made shampoo I can whip up using some basic shit from your house and give you a nice exfoliation."
Bella shrugged her shoulders. "Sounds good, I guess. Anything to get this disgusting salad dressing stench off of me and out of my nose."
"You're every salad-lover's dream, Bells." Jeromé cackled, making the brunette giggle.
Bella was silent as the vampire guided the soft bristles of the brush throughout her hair, eventually untangling the locks and wringing it dry of all milk droplets and liquid residues.
The duo hung in the bathroom for another ten minutes or so before hopping off of the granite sink tops and grabbing their belongings.
"What's next on the agenda?" Bella questioned, shifting her backpack on the other shoulder. She grimaced at the squishing sound and feeling that came from her Converse sneakers; Jeromé not only managed to throw his tray of food at her... the son of a bitch used precise trajectory getting pudding all over and even into her shoes. Each step she took had a very annoying squish.
"Your puppy will be here to pick you up in a minute or two, he's on that sexy ass motorcycle that I won't go near because he smells..."
Bella motioned her hand, signaling for him to go on and elaborate as they exited the bathroom into the empty halls and rounded the corner, leading to the one of school's entrances.
"You'll call to check in with your man, Hayden. We clean you up. Hang, inform Vlad and Stef about the progress and we take it to the max tomorrow." He nodded, taking the brunette wig off of his head, tossing it into a nearby bush.
"Got it," Bella took out her phone, sending a text to Jacob to let him know where to pick her up at. "But what do you have in mind for taking it to the max?"
Jeromé's lips curved into a big, broad smile. "Oh, I don't know... maybe faking your deat-"
"What?! Jeromé that's insane! I had no intentions of going that far! I-I –" the flustered Bella was silence when he clamped a chilly, pearl-colored hand over her running mouth.
"I'll be at your door after I do a quick feeding, 'kay?" He sighed in an exasperated tone, before removing his hand from her covering her lips.
The rumbling and purr of a motorcycle engine was heard by not only the male vampire, but Bella now and that was Jeromé's cue to leave.
He was gone in a blink of an eye and before Bella could even see Jacob pull up in front of her and hand her a helmet.
Jacob sniffed the air between him and Bella as she straddled the back. "Who ate salad and chocolate pudding?"
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Jacob turned the ignition of his key and kicked the stand of the motorcycle in place, letting himself and helping Bella off. She handed him the helmet and they both approached the door to Charlie's quaint home.
The brunette was about to fish out her key for the door but it slowly creeked open, making the brawny and now alert Jacob tense and push himself in front of Bella.
"It's that sickly sweet smell..." He murmured to himself, glaring. "There's fucking leech in your home, Bella!"
Before he could think to phase, Jeromé, now dressed as his usual self in his usual flamboyant attire with his blonde hair tied back into a low ponytail, he opened the door and leaned his skinny body against the wooden frames.
Crinkling his nose at the sudden smell of Jacob's "wet dog" scent, the Australian waved for Bella to come in.
"Bella, don't you move!" Jacob yelled, still tense.
Rolling her eyes, she pushed past him and walked inside, immediately heading for the stairs. "Jacob, it's just Jeromé."
The tan, brawny boy halted and rose an eyebrow. "Jeromé?"
At said name, the male vampire leaned all of his weight on one leg and crossed his arms over his chest. He pursed his lips, "I've heard alot about you."
Before Jacob could even say anything back, badass Dromé went on, sassily tilting his head to the side, "I was waiting for you at the door." - "And you're not that cute."
"What did you say?" Jake clenched his fists.
"Your hair is uneven. You look dusty." Jeromé pointed a finger at the Quileute.
Jacob Black stared long and hard at Jeromé. His mouth was agape and he was utterly confused. Bella sure does know how to pick 'em... The boy thought to himself, holding up his hands in surrender.
"If you're done making me feel bad about myself... which is bullshit because never in my life of phasing did I think I'd get mentally bested by a gay-bloodsucker..." Jacob trailed off, scratching the nape of his neck. "Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing in Bella's house?"
Bella ran downstairs in nothing but a towel wrapped tightly around her body. She ignored the sudden prominent stares from Jake and nudged Jeromé with her elbow. "What happened to the shampooing, exfoliating and girly-stuff?" - "And why haven't you let Jake in yet?"
Later On
"So let me get this straight..." Jacob said stuffing a half of pizza in his mouth. He talked while still chewing, "Bells is supposed to fake her death?"
Jeromé nodded once. "Nothing too big... just something to make the bitch seer Alice go over the edge and have an excuse to come back to Forks. And then, that's when we can get this shit done and finally give Bells her closure with the Cullens."
"And I'm supposed to be far, far away from where she is for some mysterious reason that you two won't tell me..." Jake sighed, finishing his fifth pizza slice.
Jeromé and Bella both nodded at the same time.
Resting his head onto the cushions of the couch, Jake let out a huff and glanced between the vampire and Bella. He smiled and clasped his hands together. "Not going to happen."
Bella stopped chewing her food. She dropped her pizza back onto the plate and shook her head. "What do you mean not going to happen?" She glared, mocking his tone of voice.
"Hayden made you grow a pair, Bella." He smirked. "I like that."
"Jacob..." Her tone was hard. Cynical.
Jake licked his lips, sitting up straight. "When I say not going to happen... I mean you are not going to put yourself in danger just to so called attract the bloodsuckers back, when they just motherfucking left. Hell, at least not while I'm not near to protect you."
Bella pinched the bridge of her nose, letting out a heavy sigh. "Jacob, I don't need your protect-" she rephrased her sentence because that would have been a little too harsh to say. "Jake, this is important to me!" She whined, puckering out her plump bottom lip.
Jake's dark brown eyes went from her face to her lips in particular and he blushed slightly, using a hand to wipe his face. "Nope, Bella. It's not going to work... I'm not going to-"
"Jacob..."
"Nope."
"Jake."
"No, Bella."
"Jakey-"
"Okay, this is fucking annoying me. Bella, stop begging your puppy. Puppy stop eyeballing Bella. She has a man, you lost your chance and she's just trying to use her womanly wiles to convince your stubborn ass to let us trespass on your fucking land, which I was nowhere near when this so called 'treaty' was made preventing us vamps from hunting your shit. Now let us do this or we just will do it here instead." Jeromé snapped, all without pausing. He turned his attention from the now seething Jacob to the stunned Bella and winked an eye at her. "Want to try the old-cutter trick-a-roo?"
"Hell no she doesn't!" Jacob seethed, now shaking violently with anger.
Jeromé kissed his teeth, rolling his eyes concealed by green contacts. "What the fuck are you? Certainly not her father and definitely not her daddy." - "You don't tell her what to do."
"I'll kick your ass, faggot."
"Attempt to kick my ass and I'll take your own foot and shove it down your throat making it come out of your ass –"
"Both of you please shut your mouths and sit down." Bella stood in between the two and gave them both scolding looks. She stood with her hands on her slender hip. "Jacob, this is important to me. No bullshit, anymore." She yelled, looking him in the eyes to show she was serious. "I'm not putting myself in danger and I'm certainly not the clumsy girl you vowed to protect months ago. I've changed, matured and aged. I'm ready for this and I need to do it." - "You can either be on my side, be apart of me getting retribution for one of the most damaging things that happened in my life and destroyed me – or never speak to me again, and I'll move on, all while still carrying out my-"
Jeromé cleared his throat and raised a finger, interrupting the brunette. "The faking your death plot was a little addition added by yours truly, badass Dromé and-" he was silenced by Bella's glare. If looks could kill...
She snickered before turning back to Jacob and continuing, "I'll move on, all while still carrying out our –" she paused to give a look to the now content Jeromé, "plan. I just want you to be apart of it because it will be done the right way. Now you can either be apart of this or leave now and pay me back tenfold for the five pizza slices you've eaten over here."
Jacob was silent.
He let out a heavy sigh, scratching his head full of choppy black hair before asking with concern laced in his tone, "What about Victoria-"
"She's already taken care of."
"Yeah, we lured her cajun-ass far away from Forks some weeks ago. Bella is going to be safe, trust us."
"He's right," Bella backed Jeromé's explanation. She took a seat back down by Jacob on the floor and rested her head on his shoulder. "Jake, please."
The tan boy sighed once more before nodding his head. "Okay. Fine, Bella and fag- Jeromé." - "You can do this fake-death mumbo-jumbo on Quileute lands with my and Sam's permission only on one condition."
"What's that?" Both Bella and Jeromé said at the same time.
"Make it cliff-diving." - "Bella, you already know that it's a recreational sport for some of us in La Push... so I'd feel better about it and could be on the beach to get you if something goes wrong. It's a great enough distance, the cliff is so high up."
Jeromé clasped his hands together and leaped up in blinding speed, smiling brightly. "He's right. It's perfect and Alice won't be blinded. She'll see you jumping off the cliff and bam! Puppy – Jacob swoops in and brings you to shore, once again blinding the little bitch-seer and she now thinks you're dead, and you know the whole enchilada." He fanned himself.
"Now please explain what you mean by her being 'blind'."
Bella and Jeromé's gave each other and look before turning back to the russet skinned boy.
"We'll explain later."
Time passed and the rest of the night was spent with mostly Jeromé explaining to Jacob about his confirmed theory of Alice's seer-gift being blinded and completely clouded by Jake and the pack of other shifters. Equivalent to someone lost in the fog trying to find their way out.
Aimlessly, wandering.
It was exactly how Alice was when she had visions of Bella and they completely disappeared due to Jacob being near her, and she being emotionally-tied to him, of course.
It was settled that the pixie's blindness was an advantage and that they'd definitely be using it as an incentive to truly give off the impression of Isabella actually being dead.
Jacob left late around 10 and Jeromé's went out for a nightly feeding, which he seemed to be doing more than often; something he said to Bella about being excited to taste American blood instead of the usual catch of Australian or Romanian humans.
Safety was not an issue to her. Hayden was on a jet, making his way back to Forks to be by Bella's side due to the weekend coming around and the sudden informing of her faking her death.
While she was excited to be seeing Hayden, unexpectedly after he announced he was on his way through flight, she was also worried. Jacob told her of Victoria still roaming around Forks. While she and Jeromé did reassure him that the Red Head was taken care of, it was true and then it wasn't true.
Victoria gathered Laurent, Irina and a nomad named Garrett to track Bella and Hayden. They hightailed it through many cities finding their scents and evidence of them being there; Vladimir was planning to lure them to a trap in South Africa to finally be rid of them.
Their scent-planter vampire friend however lost contact with them a couple of days ago... meaning Victoria could be anywhere at the moment. Even right here, in Forks. It wasn't certain, but Jeromé hadn't sensed any other vampire around.
She shoved those thoughts from her head and continued reading the book The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, an old time favorite of hers, to pass time until Hayden arrived.
Occasionally she'd become paranoid, hearing a random creek or scratch but eventually shoved it aside, lost in the perfect literature.
Bella's looked up from the book when she heard her door open, automatically locking with those familiar pair of gleaming, light blue eyes belonging to her therapist/boyfriend. "Hayden!"
Hayden caught Bella in his arms, holding her slender frame close and lifting her off of her tip-toes. "Isabella..." He sighed deeply, burying his stubbled and highly-structured face in her slight curled hair. "I missed you so damn much." His voice rasped in a hoarse yet velvet tone, warming Bella's insides and sending chills down her spine.
Hayden started trailing kisses down her neck, setting her back on the floor. When his soft lips met her cheek and then her waiting mouth, he kissed her soft, tenderly. "I missed you too..." She sighed, already out of breath.
He cradled her face gently in his soft yet calloused hands, leaning forward until their foreheads touched. Hayden brushed her lips with his once, twice, thrice, before he spoke.
"Now, what's this about faking your death? I did not recall that being apart of your original plan..."
Bella's plump yet thin lips parted as a shaky breath released from her. Hayden was trailing this damn hands up and down her back; caressing her neck and kneading her breasts through the t-shirt she wore.
"I-I..." She paused, fluttering her eyes shut, as he kissed her right cheek. "Jeromé just thought it'd be a gr-great –" Bella gave up explaining to him, being that Hayden wouldn't stop teasing her and he was sporting a huge hard-on, bulging from his thigh. Hayden's lips found their way sucking at her beautiful pale, peach-toned skin and the sweetness of her scent. While one hand cupped her ass, the other tangled in her hair, tugging at a lock here or there.
"Tell me when I finish making love to you, my sweet, little Isabella." He whispered, sensually licking the shell of her ear.
Her response was an eager nod, giving him the leeway to do whatever he wanted, in her own bed. Hayden roughly picked her up and heaved her down on the bed with a sense of urgency in the both of them, as their lips met passionately and sloppily and her legs automatically locked around his slim yet toned hips.
Hayden left her lips for a quick second to unbutton his shirt, unbuckle his belt and let his slacks side down his legs, while Bella in return slid off her gym-shorts, panties and pulled the t-shirt off, rendering her naked alongside her older man.
He began to thrust into her steadily, using one hand to hold a side of her slightly curved hips and the other to hold onto the headboard of her small bed. Bella kept her dazed eyes on him as she tried to maintain her composure. The brunette reached a hand up, playing with the prominent, little hairs growing on his chest, all while he continued thrusting into her tight, heated core.
"Isa-bella," he whispered breathlessly, breaking her name apart. "You feel so good."
A smug grin plastered on her face being her reaction through the agony of bliss and pleasure. Bella let out a symphony of soft moans when her older man began pounding deeper, pulling himself to lay on top of her and settle in-between her open legs.
There really was no words to describe how good he felt to her. Months ago, she couldn't even see herself having hot, yet passionate sex with another man, let alone with someone much younger, compared to Edward's old age of one-hundred-and-seventeen. Bella couldn't even see herself doing this with anyone but Edward as a matter of fact– scratch that; he was such a prude with his annoying, chaste kisses and reluctance to even touch her. Isabella Marie Swan was glad to be rid of him. She was glad to have this fine, sexy and intimate man grabbing her ass, softly biting her breasts' hardened buds and pounding into her pussy, deep and hard.
Edward Cullen was nothing compared to Hayden Lockhart.
After tomorrow and after they brought all of the Cullens together, as her final leg of the plan, she'd have to thank the bronze-haired vampire, forever stuck as a teen. Without him leaving her... she would have never been brought to such pleasure and pure happiness.
Bella's heavy breathing stifled as she met her release, coming, even with Hayden not pausing with the deep strokes of his hips and thrusting of his cock.
She nipped his shoulders with her teeth as his hands latched onto her hips so hard that imprints of his hands were probably forming, and watched in awe as his lusted blue eyes screwed such and he filled her completely with his warm release.
"I..." he paused, to catch his breath, "love you, Isa-bella."
She nodded, watching as he settled himself back on top of her, roaming fingers through her now damp hair. He planted a soft kiss on her swollen lips, nuzzling his nose to hers.
"I love you too, Hayden." Bella sighed deeply, closing his eyes.
Neither of them came to notice the figure standing at the now opened door leading to Bella's bedroom, eying them both in disbelief.
Charlie scrubbed his chin with hand, finally having enough sanity to clear his throat, freezing Hayden and Bella both in place as their hearts took off in their chests.
"Hayden..." He nodded his head, brown eyes widening. "Hayden... as in, Dr. Hayden Lockhart." That was a statement and not a question.
Bella gulped and immediately grabbed the comforter blanket on the side of her bed, covering herself up. She sat up in front of Hayden to block him, before letting out a nervous laugh. "Ch-Charlie..." Bella gasped in a big air of breath. "D-Dad?"
A/N:
I'd say that was the perfect kickoff to the next chappie...
Now forgive me if it wasn't obvious enough, but Bella's plan was exactly some of the events that happened in New Moon with her (being a dumbass, I'm sorry, I wish she pulled herself together) seeking adrenaline rushes to attract her hallucinations of Edward. She'd constantly put herself in danger, thinking Alice would see but was unaware of the pixie's blindness.
Well, they worked past that (obviously) and things are now set up. It all goes down next chapter, and the story is soon about to come to an end, I have about five or six chapters lined up, and maybe a few extra just because I love this so damn much and then Age will be complete.
I want to thank you for reading!
I promise to not overload anyone with another smut chappie, and I am well-aware about my tendency to not update as planned.
It'll be out soon, though. I promise.
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