"Sunrise, sunrise. Looks like mornin' in your eyes. But the clock's held 9:15 for hours..." Bella sung as she showered. After trying to soothe Beth when she came through the door, she felt drained and wanted a sense of normality. Steaming water poured down her face as she faced the nozzle overhead. Flashes of Joker and Harley came forward and she gritted her teeth. Cursing the night, she caught eyes with them. Something was wrong with her. With them. Her face fell flat. Well more with them, it was like she walked into another nest filled with bi-polar drama. Making her less likely to miss high school even more. They needed to stay away. From her. From Beth. Being in a world they live in would not be good for what left of her sanity. Wanting to reassure herself, she made the decision to call Charlie.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she rushed to her room and laid back on the bed, still in her towel. Picking up her phone, she sped dialed his number, letting it ring for a couple minutes before a familiar gruff voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey dad." Bella smiled. She missed him.
"Bells! How are you, kiddo?" Bella rolled her eyes, exasperated.
"Dad I'm not a kid anymore," She teased playfully.
"You're still my daughter, you'll always be a kid to me."
Laughing, she felt relaxed. She should really visit her father. Even though she would run into unwanted company. She did once when her father was engaged to Sue Clearwater during her 2nd year in college. He had sent her an invitation to the wedding. Most of the time, she avoided being caught alone by the rez boys. She needed nothing from them. She loved Sue and she wouldn't ruin their special day for them. But the next day was free reign. Especially when the hot head came for her. By then she was steel hearted. Unimpressed with the same insults he spewed to her when he crossed paths with her as she went to store, she had grabbed a newspaper off the rack, rolled it up and wacked him on the nose with it. She knew he was spitting mad with her then. Knowing the rez's situation, she gave him a wide smirk, watching him trying to keep his composure in a store full of people.
"I'd watch it if I were you." She spoke softly. "Wouldn't want the pound called on you now would we. Though it is hunting season, maybe someone would put you out of your pathetic misery, since you seem to live on insulting people to make yourself feel better. Grow up already." To say he was really mad was an understatement, though she watched with satisfaction as he raced out of the store and into the woods before anyone could question it. Charlie did notice there was more hostility between her and one of the boys and that she was overly excited to get under his skin. He had told her that he loved the backbone she grew. She did not like the questioning stares she received that week either. Sue had told her that everyone said that she had an uneasy aura. That if you got too close, you'd get burned and burned badly. Good. She wanted it that way. The terms they called her long ago had gotten old. Now it just felt like a fly on the wall. They had to do better than that.
"When are you going to visit me again kiddo?" She held a moment and thought about it. If anything she needed to get out of Gotham for a little.
"Actually, it's about time I visited now. I just need to get some things done first." She thought of Beth and seeing if she could get her bubbly friend to visit her family a little. She did not want to leave her here with all the craziness and there was no way in hell she was going to endanger her by bringing her to Forks.
"All right kiddo, just ring me as soon as you hit Forks. Love you." She smiled. Feeling her fathers' shyness through the phone.
"I love you too, dad."
Bella was laying on the couch flickering through the channels while Beth was humming on the floor in front of her, doodling on her sketchbook.
"So I called my mom, telling her I'd pop in for a visit."
Bella looked at the back of Beth's head for a moment. "She must really miss you."
"Yeah well, I left so suddenly."
"Moving on to get through heartbreak is something anyone would do. She understands." She soothed, smiling sadly at their long sealed off cracks in their hearts.
"I just hope I don't run into him..." She hated the fear she heard from Beth. Her eyes narrowed and she clicked at the remote rougher than normal.
"If he knows what's good for him, he will keep his damn distance." She seethed. She huddled into herself while her comforter draped around them both.
"Bell, are you gonna scare every guy that comes near me?" Beth asked her.
Bella felt her eyebrows move as high as it could on her head but she didn't answer. They both knew that answer. Bella would scare anyone that wasn't good enough for Beth away. Especially men who thought they could try to play with the girls' feelings. Not on her watch.
"I'm bored Bells. I wanna dance." Beth pouted towards her. Bella knew what she was thinking and there was no way in hell she was setting foot in that place again. Beth must've seen her frown deeply because her eyes suddenly widened and tears pricked at the ends. Bella groaned before she buried her head in the couch.
"Don't give me those eyes." She pleaded gruffly. Beth was more impressive than her former best friend years ago. She pulled off the puppy eyes with a 100 percent guarentee that it will work. She did not want to go and more importantly, she did not want Beth in any danger cause she knew her friend would be used to get her cooperation if she wasn't careful.
"Fine, lets get ready. But don't expect me to be linent just cause we're going to that club." Bella huffed before being dragged to the bedroom by a squealing Beth.
Bella stared into the mirror as she fixed her make up, her hair already done and covered. She loved the smokey affect she had on her eyes. It went well with the winged eyeliner. Her mascara made her eyelashes fuller and her brown eyes popped out more. Applying her lip gloss, she chuckled when Beth entered in and took her makeup kit but not before giving her a firm pop on her butt.
"Too sexy for you own good Hells Bells. If I were a man, I'd drop babies in you." Her giggles came out and she shooed Beth out before exiting. She stripped off the towel and applied lotion to her body before slipping on a pair of black lace panties. She forgoed the bra and slipped on a secure black top. It was slightly backless with spaghetti cross cross going down her back halfway. Pulling on shorts, she modeled a little in front of the mirror at the extra accesories it carried. Throwing on her volletball knee pads and making sure her slim socks were secure, she fastened her shin high boots on. The heel was completely clear. Standing, she finally took the hair cover off and giggled as hernhair bounced around. They were all curled in very little ringlets, making her hair come to her shoulder blades. Some of it covered the right side of her head and she smirked.
"Bells, stop having sex with yourself in the mirror! Let's go break some hearts!" Beth exclaimed running out of the room with glee.
Bella dreaded the night as they parked and made their way to the club entrance. The bouncer called them up as soon as they hit the line and waved them in. Beth ran in but she stayed in place for a moment, her eyes narrowing into slits. She kept her eyes in him and walked in, immediately set on finding her red head. She let out a breath in relief seeing her dance with a couple before going to the bar.
"Jack, straight." She raised her eyebrow as the bartender passed her a drink, his eyes distracted as he drunk her in. Knocking the shot back, she gave him a smile before moving her way through the crowd. She swayed as she stepped up towards the small stage that had enough space for the girls on the pole to do wide arch twirls. Her ears perked as one of her songs came on. And this time she was set to ignore everyone as she climbed on stage. Her body moved sensually as she performed the choreography she learned to this piece. Her eyes slid half shut and a tiny smirk graced her lips as she felt that she gained everyone's attention again. She was crouched and twirled to see Beth beside her, dancing along. Ignoring the males that crowded the stage, she smiled as she came back up. The chorus came and like how they did in their classes, they freestyled. The vocabulary became blurred as she faced forward, hands on the ground and her lower half up in the air, arched. She slid, elbows bent as she bounced against the stage in a horizontal split when the bass dropped once, twice. Beth was on knees, bent backwords, sliding her hand down a random mans' chest. Bella felt a hand run down her back. Guess she found her partner for tonight. Turning, her smile widened at the blonde male when he roughly pulled her to him. She felt as if they danced for a total of twenty seconds before a hand grabbed his shoulder. They both looked to see a bouncer glaring at her blondie.
"What the hell man?" He snapped.
"Hands off the girl, that's a warning." Bella wanted to growl.
"For what, she's free game." Bella watched him as he let her go and face the bouncer.
"Because mister mister, that lovely piece of sinful pleasure belongs to me." Her eyes flashed as Joker stepped from behind the bouncer. She did not know if it was because of the alcohol, but she wasn't as annoyed as he moved towards them. He was wearing black dress pants with shoes and a purple button up. A fancy leather jacket over. He seemed less annoying. And more alpha like. His hand suddenly snatched her towards him leaving no space in between their bodies. His hand moved from her arm to wrap around her waist and grab a hold of her butt. His head buried into her neck as her breath hitched. Tingles ran down her body from where he was touching. It was like she was getting shocked. She needed to pull away though at the same time she did not want to. "And no one touches what's mine." Before anyone knew it, a shot rang out, making everyone drop and panic. Bella felt her spine stiffen and she tried to turn in his arms but he just held her tighter. "Take care of the trash." By the tone of his voice, he was angry. Very angry. His hand reached up and took a fistful of her hair and he pulled her head back sharply. Her slight spur of alcoholic drunkness was completely wiped from her system and her eyes narrowed as they met face to face. His face set in a heavy scowl. "Now now, my delectable Strawberry. You've been very, very naughty."
Letting out a snarl, she stayed in place, not wanting her hair to be pulled out of her scalp if she went to to break out of his hold. "First of all, I have not agreed to be yours." She snapped. "Second of all, if I want to dance with someone, I will."
"No no, you see. That's where you're wrong baby!" She hissed as tears made their way into her eyes when he pulled at her hair again. "You are mine! Accept it! No one can touch you but me and me alone! I'll kill anyone that does and I'll enjoy it."
"Hey! What do you think you're doing to Bella!?" Bella felt her heart freeze in despair when she saw Beth from the corner of her eye, screaming trying to break free from a mans' hold.
"Ah, the little red head that always seem to hang out with you, maybe I should also make an example of her." Bella's eyes snapped towards him and she felt her eyes go flat. No one is going to be threatening any more of her family. Her hands moved quickly as she pulled her hand free and let it sail towards his face, making him stumble back. His gun still in hand and she made sure to snatch it before turning and pointing it at the bouncer who looked at her in shock.
"I would let her go if I were you." She snarled harshly, not paying attention to the crowd that backed away. Her face twisted more and she let out a shot, her glare unchanging as he shouted out in pain, grabbing his right arm. Beth stumbled forward and Bella snatched her into her embrace. Clapping made her twist around, pointing the gun towards the man who seemed to be keen on not only pissing her off but would not take no for an answer. She sneered harshly when he grinned crazily at her.
"Now that was beautiful Strawberry!" He let his arms spread wide. "I loved it." He chuckled.
Joker was in his office while he read the files on Isabella. Such a smart cookie she is. And to have a law enforcer as a father. He smirked. He would turn this girl into his sinful little Queen. She needed to come out of the shell she stuck herself in. Nothing came up in for past relationships. It did not help him any. He wanted to know what made his little dancer tick. Sighing, he let the papers fall on the desk as he stood and made his way to the elevator. What to do, what to do. His eyes moved around as he entered his club, the dark blue lights shining on stage as a crowd surrounded it. He made to walk over his booth until he caught the face of the dancer who stole the crowd away. Like she did the first time. All the men around her hollored like none before. He watched Isabella's body move. The way she smiled. How her eyes became half lidded as she stood. Though he also felt a deep rage. No one should be able to be so close to her. His cock twitched as her body dropped into a split. Her body arched. So flexible. He felt his blood boil when a random male caressed her before pulling her into his body. And he was gone. Snatching her into his arms, it was as if she completed him. He loved the way her body molded into his. Her curves were divine under his grip. He shot the blonde, his face still buried into her neck.
He was still angry but he loved the livid expression she had when he pulled her head back. Though nothing beat her little scene when he mentioned the redhead he always saw her with. Seeing her in action just made him want to bury himself into her body. He loved the look of unhinged rage on her face when she shot one of his guards. She was clutching the girl to her body so tightly when she pointed his own gun at him. He smiled. Isabella and Harley were so alike. But while Harley had wanted to come to him, she came with tears in her eyes. Isabella looked the part of an angry goddess as she glared at him. She was perfect. Unhesitating. She was the one for him and Harley. The absolute perfect third.
