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PPOV
Fuckin' whore. I can't believe my wife, ex-wife, would cheat on me! And for the past fifteen years! I should have known, but my gift wasn't workin' apparently. Fuck!
She's been sleepin' around with some random vamp named George she met out on a hunt one night I guess. I shouldn't care really. She's not my mate. Never was, just a fuck buddy for some odd decades, and my wife for appearances. I did love her, but not fully.
As I'm out on my hunt, I can't help but reflect on all of that shit. I can feel something will be changing soon. Somethin' big. I think it's a good thing, but I'm weary of it. I could sure use some of Major's mood voodoo shit right now to concentrate. I miss that little shit. Stupid Demon Pixie, she fuckin' turned him into a life size Ken doll. Too bad she ain't Barbie, short shit.
I walk into a bar that is on the street I'm on, and look around. Seems like a dive, conciderin' there's only a few people in it. Walking up to the bar, the bartender looks up. He seems to sense the danger and slightly steps back. "Uh so what can I get ya?" he asked.
Takin' a seat, I tap my chin with my index finger to seem as if I'm thinking. "Double shot of Jameson," shit burns goin' down, but feels great. He puts glass down in front of me an' scuttles off to the other end of the bar. Chucklin' to myself, I down the shot and slam the glass down.
After sitting there for a few more minutes, I order another shot and decide to look around the place. I notice a fake bleach blond chick talking with a red headed chick in the corner of the room, standing. Both girls have on short dresses and their most likely fake tits, are poppin' out of the top. Hello, dinner and desert.
Downing the second shot, I get up and walk slowly over to the ladies, smirkin' when I see their faces become flushed and eyes lust filled. That's right ladies, I know I'm fuckin' hot. I stand with my back to the wall, facing them to talk.
"Well, hello ladies," I drawl out. "Can I buy you two a drink?" I ask, still smirkin' at their lust filled reaction. They giggle and nod quickly. Bowin' my head, I make my way over to the bar and order their drinks, only waiting a minute for them. As I make my way back over, I listen to their conversation.
"Oh my God Jenna! Did you see that guys ass? He's totally bone-worthy."
"Duh! Of course I did Britt! He's fucking sex on legs!"
Hmm, guess fake blond is Brittany, and Red is Jenna. I'll just stick to Blondie and Red. Right now though, I just want to fuckin' get fed. After handing each of them their drinks, I ask their names, even though I already know them.
Blondie introduces herself first, stepping in front of Red. She kind of smells like apricots and wood. Weird fucking combo if you ask me. Mentally rollin' my eyes, I look down at her.
"Well, my name is Brittany, but you can call me Britt," she practically purred out. I notice Red roll her eyes at Blondie, then coming up to my other side and introducing herself.
"Names Jenna," she said, licking her lips. It made her look like a slut, maybe she is. Her scent was a more appealing as she smelled like flowers and the ocean. Looks like I found my desert, I think to myself, and look over to her.
"Names Peter, ladies," I drawl out to them. Their breathing hitches and I can tell they're even more turned on than before. I can smell the alcohol on them, and it's pretty heavy. So easy, I though. I may as well get them out of here now.
Leaning in toward Red's ear, I let out a shallow breath, "How about you and your friend come back to my place with me?" I ask, listening to her heart rate increase and see her skin turning red. She swallows thickly and nods her head. I chuckle lowly and turn to Blondie, doing the same thing.
Five minutes later, their tab and mine paid for, we walk out of the dive bar. Once we get outside, I shove the both of them up against the alley wall of the bar, hiding in the shadows. Their breathing is ragged, and I start off with Blondie, trailing my lips up and down her throat, getting a low moan from her. I lightly suck on her pulse point, and gently scrape my sharp teeth against her paper thin skin. Red is next to her, watching the whole thing with lust filled eyes. Idiots. Death is right here and they're horny. I start sucking harder on Blondie's neck, biting down and turning her head to the opposite side to cover her mouth, without Red seeing. Once the taste of her sweet warm blood fills my mouth, I'm lost. I can still hear Red next to me, she's breathing harder by the second. Blondie is struggling a little, but it's pointless against me. Once she's emptied of blood and gone limp in my arms, I snap her neck too quickly for Red to see and pull my lips back from Blondie's neck, sealing over the mark with venom.
Red, finally noticing that something is wrong, starts shaking and is about to scream. I quickly clamp my hand over her mouth and look into her eyes. The lust from earlier is replaced with fear. Ahh, makes the blood all the more sweeter. I lean in toward her ear, licking the shell of it.
"See what happens when you go home with strangers, Jenna?" I ask, biting her ear lobe gently. She tries screaming again, but I just laugh. "That won't work my dear, nobody can hear you," I purr into her ear. I can tell her fear has increased even more at that. My sensitive hearing doesn't pick up anybody within human hearing distance. Deciding that I didn't want to waste anymore time, I latch onto Red's neck, taking in her sweet, mouthwatering blood. Too soon, it's all gone. I seal the bite up again, and snap her neck.
After disposing of their bodies, I decided to make my way home finally. After running for twenty minutes, I'm at my house that is on the outskirts of Houston. I can tell it's probably around two in the morning, and decide to go in and shower, then call the Major. I need to talk to him about my funny feeling earlier.
The hot shower on my cold skin felt good, and after toweling off and putting on a fresh pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, I make my way to my study and dialed Major's number. After a couple rings, he picked up.
"Hey fucker, long time no talk," he laughs into the phone.
"Yeah, well if you fuckin' stopped munchin' on bunnies with that midget wife of yours and visited, I'd have a reason to talk to ya," that asshole knows I hate that evil pixie.
"Fuck you! If you two could get along we'd come visit yer lonely ass!" he shouted into the phone.
"Never will happen. Last time y'all were here she tried fuckin' dressin' me like a doll and tellin' me to go suck on some squirrel blood. Jesus Major, I didn't call to talk about your wife. I've been feelin' like something important is going to be happening soon, like within a week soon," I tell him. He just laughs. Mother-fuckin' laughs! "Hey, asshole! Not a laughing matter," I growl out at him. He just laughs some more. I growl again. "Jasper," fucker knows I'm serious now.
"Alright, fine, I'll stop. Good or bad?" he asks. He sounds like he is outside, probably getting away from the elf.
"Good for me, bad for others I believe. It's going to be fuckin' life changing Major. It involves you too," I mutter the last bit.
"And why would it involve me, Captain?" Shit, he's getting pissed now.
"I don't fuckin' know! You do anything recently that would involve me somehow?" I ask.
"Not unless you know of Fuckward's human pet, and me tryna eat her," he mumbles.
Now, why would I know anything to do with that fairy? He just won't admit he likes cock. I almost feel bad for him. I bet if he ever saw a pussy, he'd die of embarrassment. Prude bitch.
"No, I don't. So what did Doucheward do? Try and rip your arm off? Tell you to go munch on a woodchuck? Cry like a little bitch?" I couldn't help myself, I started laughing. I could hear Major laughin' too, but quieted down after a couple minutes.
"No, he ordered all of us-me mostly- to leave Forks, and never go back. I guess he was going to break up with Bella, his pet, after we were gone and then join the family. Ali and I left, we're in New York. We have been for a while now. Everybody else is in Maine last I heard." Well damn, didn't expect that.
"How'd you even come to be trying to take a bite out of her?" I had to know.
"Well, Ali and Edward," I rolled my eyes. Of course the two of them did something together. "They planned a birthday party for her, even after Isabella insisted on not wanting one. Anyways, being the clumsy human she is, she cut her finger opening up a gift and all of a sudden I'm feeling bloodlust from six vampires, then my own. One of which, Edward. Apparently Isabella is his singer. Well, you can pretty much guess how it went from there. Eddie saved the pet, I got blamed. And here we are today. Haven't heard a thing about her since that night," Oh shit.
"Well damn, J. If y'all would fuckin' just eat what you're supposed to, that shit wouldn't happen. Bunnies and deer aren't right, you know that." He's going to flip out on me. Fuck!
"Fuck you Pete! You know whenever I try and hunt humans I can't stand feelin' their emotional shit, knowing they're going to die. Why do you think I started this diet when Ali told me about it? Christ Captain, you know that!"
"Well, Major," I sneer, "You're the empath. Fuckin' change their emotions! Dipshit," I mumble the last part. I know he heard me though by the growl coming through my phone.
"Captain, lay off. Back to the matter at hand. Your feeling involves me, an' we have no idea why. Is it going to be a big change?" he asks.
"Fuck, I think so. You and I both. You gotta leave the elf, J. She ain't your mate. You know that, dammit," he growls in warning at me again. I don't give a shit. He knows it. She fuckin' made him soft. "Listen, just… I don't know man. Come down here in about a month. Lose the baggage. I fuckin' mean it. I'm going to need your help, I know it."
"Pete, I swear… I'm goin' ta murder ya when I see ya. If yer ass is wrong about this, you best fuckin' hope that gift of yours tells you to hightail ass out of the area. See you in a month, fuck face," he snaps and hangs up on me, leaving me to stare at the phone.
I wander out to my living room, and turn on the television. I start thinkin' back on the conversation. I hope I'm right, cause if I'm not, Major is goin' to fry my ass.
A/N: I'll try to get the next chapter up very soon. I've been in pain the past few days due to my bottom wisdom teeth coming in. It hurts to move my jaw, so I am on pain killers that just put me to sleep. I'll be getting them out soon though! But, in my awake hours I'll be writing!