Chapter Seventeen: Well...

"Rosalie...?" I questioned once more and nearly choked when I saw what was happening. Rosalie's bottom half was under the covers but it was obvious from the hand motions what she was doing. She was lying on her stomach, one hand under her, other clutching the pillow around her head. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open, gasps and quiet moans leaving it.

I had never seen her like this and the sight of it struck me to the core.

I also struck me how wrong this. That I should not be watching such a private moment.

I was about to step back, mortified on seeing this while also growing aroused, when Rosalie said something. "Bella," she whispered my name.

Shit, had she noticed me?

But her eyes were still closed and she said my name again, this time with a whimper. "Bella, please...mhm."

Fuck.

She was thinking of me.

My body flooded with heat as the apex of my thighs grew wet. My breathing went shallow and my legs began to shake. My wide eyes could not soak in enough of this scene. But I had to go- I had to. I had accidentally stumbled upon something I shouldn't be seeing and I needed to go. As quickly as I could, I moved my body which had frozen in shock and was slow to move. I did not stop moving until I reached an empty bedroom finally, and throwing the doors shut behind me, I threw myself on bed, barely bothering to undo the button before shoving a hand down the front.

Release was swift and simple.

And it was multiple times.

I was too ashamed to come downstairs until an hour later. It was noticeably quieter down there. Emmett, Jasper and Edward were sitting with their heads down in shame. Carlisle stood in front of them, arms crossed as he gazed at them disapprovingly. He noticed my quiet arrival and looked at me.

"Ah, Bella, there you are. I've come up with a remedy to ease the affects of the chocolates. Would you like to take it?"

"Yes, I would." Because I was still turned on and I had a feeling no amount of me time would help until the affects wore off. Carlisle produced a small cup out of thin air with a blue glowing liquid. I took it but looked suspiciously at it.

"Don't worry. This dose is safe for a human," he assured me. Shrugging, for he was a god of doctors and surely he had to know what he was doing, I gulped it down. It tasted like Gatorade.

Instantly I could feel a cooling affect over me and I felt much better, and definitely less horny.

Though, the images of what I had seen in Rosalie's room would probably never cease to turn me on. I shook that away, because I did not want to think about that publicly.

"I should probably go home," I told him. I felt awkward and I could not meet anyone's eyes. What if they had heard me up in that room? I would never be able to live down the mortification. Oh god, and the sheets! They were just as ruined as my panties were. I had to remove my underwear and put them in my pocket.

"Yes, I think that would be for the best," he told me, turning to his sons. "I need to have a word with them on better controlling themselves when faced with lust. Honestly, how old are you?" he scowled at them and they shrunk back.

"Where's Alice?" I asked, out of simply curiosity.

"Being...extracted from Irina," he told me diplomatically and I shuddered. Never mind, I should not have asked. I decide this was my cue to go, and left the house behind, finding Victoria sitting outside on the steps. She looked put down. "Oh hey, Bella," she said quietly when she saw it was me.

"Uh, you alright?" I asked her, stopping when I also realized I had no way of getting home because Edward had driven me here. Shit. Who could I ask to drive me home?

"I should be asking you that," she said, standing up and with a forlorn expression on her face. "I caused this to happen. I only meant good but it didn't work out that way."

"The road to hell is paved with good intentions," I tell her off hand and this only serves to depress her more.

"Maybe I'm not cut out for being a good guy. Maybe I should go back to just trying to bring about the apocalypse." She hurried off the steps to her bike, hands in pockets.

"Whoa, whoa, no," I told her, rushing after her. "You just had one small hiccup. Doesn't mean you can't try and make it all good again."

"You think so?" she arched a brow, looking at me as I stood in front of her. She took me in, took in my earnesty.

"I do," I told her softly. "You can do great many things, Victoria. You just have to let yourself do so."

She smiled down at me. "You know, this would be a great moment to kiss you, but you're married..." she sighed wistfully, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. As if having wife senses, Rosalie kicked open the front door of the house, angrily coming down the stairs.

"Claws off, Vicky," she said, hands balled up and cheeks flushed.

Victoria raised her hands in the air. "It's Vicky now, is it?"

"Icky Vicky," Rosalie corrected and Victoria rolled her eyes. "Wow, I'm so offended. If I was maybe five."

"Bella is mine," Rosalie growled out and she must still be under the influence of the chocolates because she would not be so open about this. Would not be making such bold claims.

"Yes, she is yours," Victoria agreed, amused by this. And by the unusual amount of emotional display.

"Then go away. I want a moment with my wife," Rosalie said, looking ready to jump down Victoria's throat any second now. Victoria nodded her head and side stepped around Rosalie, shooting me a wink over her shoulder as if everything was going according to plan.

No, don't leave me alone with a horny Rosalie! I wanted to scream at her, but Rosalie was already on me, lips pressing into mine. I almost stumbled under her weight, her hands cupping my face to hers and mouth slanted against mine heatedly. I could not help but let my mind go blank as I was consumed by everything that was her. Her breasts pressed into mine and I could feel her rapid heartbeat. Her tongue demanded entrance to my mouth and I let it. Together our tongues tied and I moaned into her mouth, unable to hold myself back. I was getting turned on again. So much for Carlisle's medicine helping with that. My hands ended up clawing at her shoulders, drawing her closer, begging for more. But eventually we had to breathe.

"Ummm, Rosalie," I squeaked as she pulled from me, eyes lidded as she pressed her forehead against mine after the scorching kiss we had shared.

"Yes, Bella?" she breathed out, eyes hazy.

"Your fingers...are sticky," I said, so embarrassed by all this. I really hoped she would not hate me for mentioning this. But I had to let her know. I had a hunch why they were this way and it only succeeded in making me hornier and more embarrassed.

"I know," she said with a cocky grin. "Do you want to know why?"

"Now grab her ass Bella!" a loud shout made us look at the window where Emmett was looking out it, thumbs up. Rosalie scowled and flung a snowball at his stupidly grinning face. He coughed as he choked on it. Carlisle came out the front door a second later.

He held a syringe in his hand. "Rosalie, time for your shot." He pressed on the bottom and blue squirts of the medicine came out.

"No!'' she hollered out and using her godly speed vanished. Carlisle did too, the two of them engaging in a game of tag that my human eyes could not follow.

Eventually Rosalie got her shot and when she did so, I having trudged back into the house to ask if anyone would be so kind as to drop me off home (Edward excluded) her eyes met mine and she turned red like a tomato and disappeared right into her room. Oh no.

This wasn't good. I didn't want things to be weird between us, even though I know a lot had happened today, I wasn't the only one who had seen some sexual things. I had also done them myself. I raced up to Rosalie's room to find her so we could talk this out. I didn't want her freezing me out again.

"Rosalie?" I knocked on her door. "Can we talk?"

"Go away!" Rosalie yelled from behind her door and the six foot wall of ice encasing it.

"Rosalie I just want to talk," I told her. "We really need to discuss what happened!"

"No, I refuse."

"Don't be like this. Don't be stubborn!"

Silence. Frosty silence. I sighed and stood up, my knees creaking. Clearly Rosalie had some things she needed to work out. That was fine with me. I would go and do my thing and let her figure out what it was she needed to. "Before I go I just need to tell you, I didn't mind what we did. And also, you're really hot when you say my name as you touch yourself."

I don't stick around long enough to see or here her reaction but the next morning Alice cheerfully informs me that their house had been the victim of a surprise blizzard that had snowed them in and thus none of them would be going to school that day. I found myself having lunch in the cafeteria and for once, being oddly left alone in peace and quiet.

It was so strange not to have a god or goddess pop up to bother me. So strange, that I almost didn't know what to do with myself. Even Jessica was absent today. She probably decided to take the day off seeing as her usual reason for being in school and being alive, was not here today.

School felt empty without the crazy Cullens or the Storm Sisters or the Horsemen. I almost wanted something to happen if only to break me from out of the monotony of the day. I swore it passed by so slowly, each minute taking an hour to tick by.

What I wouldn't do for some excitement.

When the day was mercifully over, I texted Alice to see what the situation was like.

Still snowed in. Rosalie is really upset. Jasper's trying to talk her down but nothing's worked so far. We might not be back in school until Rosalie calms down and this eternal blizzard ends. She's even made snownado's a thing. I didn't even know they could be a thing. And Irina, Tanya and Kate got triggered by the weather so now they've joined in and we've got a mess of a storm happening on our hands.

I did not envy them one bit.

So, with nothing better to do, I decided to go visit my old pal, Jacob Black. I had known him when I was a young girl here, but once I had moved I did not keep in touch with him. Now, would be a good time to rekindle that connection.

I drove my truck down to La Push wanting to surprise him. Jake's dad and mine were pretty close so I figured that Jake knew by now I was back in town.

Wow. That was Jake? I last remembered him as a scrawny kid that struggled to lift a log and now, he looked like the freaking bodybuilder!

"How come you didn't come down earlier to see me?" he asked and honestly, how could I answer that question without sounding insane?

"Um, it's kinda been a crazy year," I admitted, scratching the back of my neck sheepishly. "So I got busy. But now I have some free time and I was hoping to spend it with you."

"And who were so busy spending time with?" he nudged me playfully, almost sending me flying because of his new size and strength. I caught myself before falling. "Uh, just the Cullens you know."

I did not expect his following reaction. "The Cullens," he spat incredulously and angrily. "Those filthy bloodsuckers?"

"Bloodsuckers?" I blinked questioningly.

"Yea, they're leeches. Draining the good from people!" he exclaimed passionately.

I blinked again. Was it possible Jacob knew about them? About their godly status? Was Jake a god too? It would explain his sudden muscle growth and handsomeness. Shit, was everyone in this town practically a fucking god?

"What god are you?" I asked him, reaching out to squeeze his bicep. This paused his angry tirade.

"Excuse me?"

"I mean, a god of hunting maybe? Or a god of motorcycles? I know you used to love them," I mussed half to myself and half to him. He jerked his arm back. "Bells, the hell you talking about? While it's flattering you think I'm a god, I'm not one. I'm totally just an average ordinary male," he chuckled, looking shifty eyed. Hm, he was hiding something from me. But what?

"You sure? Just a human and nothing else?"

"Yes."

"Then explain these muscles!" I jabbed him in his chest. My finger almost broke at the pure steel his flesh had turned into.

"Working out a lot? Eating right? Steroids?" he floundered under my hard gaze. It was one I had learned from Rosalie, proven to make anyone cower before me. "Okay, okay I give!" he gave up, having sweat through his shirt from the efforts of being under my look. "I'm a werewolf. A shape shifter if you will. And it's my job to run a pack and to kill the vampires known as the Cullens."

Oh. I had not been expecting this.

Werewolves existed? Well of course they bloody had to, given that gods existed!

"That's fine," I told him just as he was going to start his 'I know this is difficult to believe' speech. "Wait what?" he looked at me wide eyed.

"I said it's fine. You're a werewolf, cool." I dismissed this with my hand. "But you think the Cullens are vampires?" That was something I did not get. They weren't vampires! They were gods and goddesses!

"Well yea. They all have pale skin."

"That's called being white," I told him deadpan. "I have it too."

"Yea but they're like super beautiful which vampires are. No other mortals are that hot."

"Ouch, thanks for the confidence boost," I told him dryly.

"You're welcome," he gave me a big dopey grin, my words going right over his head.

"But seriously, they're not vampires. I would know because I spend a lot of time with them. They're people. They eat food, not blood. And they don't turn into bats." At least not that I knew of. Jake rubbed his chin, contemplating my words.

"You know...vampires are also known for mesmerizing humans. The whole freaking town is obsessed with them."

"Because Forks is a town full of many dumb people who have nothing better to do," I told him helpfully.

But he kept powering on. "And you would say all that- coming to their defense- because they got you under their spell! You fell right into their trap and now they're using you!"

"I- wait, no," I said, shaking my head as he suddenly encroached on my personal space. He was so tall he blocked the sun out, casting shade on me.

"But it's alright. There are ways to get rid of vampire influence on you," he said, a hint menacing as he cracked his knuckles.

"Oh for fuck's sake-" I was too over this to even be truly scared. Why the hell was no one in town normal? I just wanted to spend some peaceful time, with some normal people for once! Maybe Jessica was the most normal one out of them all.

"Don't worry Bella, this won't hurt. Much," he told me.

I gulped.