Chapter 7:Meeting Again

Yes! He is back with a vengeance and since I might not update for a while this chapter is extra long and extra juicy so I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 7: Meeting Again

Vaas POV

I was expecting to meet a woman drenched in rain and nothing more... But when I saw her, my heart stopped and my legs went weak. She looked terrible, blood trailed down from not only the wound at her abdominal, but also her nose, falling over her upper lip. She had cuts and scratches all over her, teared jean pants, muddy feet, and sewed up gashes.

"Hello Bella..." I struggled to say, I wasn't expecting a reaction like this from her presence. She started slowly walking in, her feet scrapping against the wood. I stood up and walked around the table, she fell forward, I came over quickly catching her by the shoulders before she hit the ground. She then wrapped her arms around my neck. Fuck! Was this really making me horny? I could feel it, I shouldn't be horny...

I wrapped my arms around her torso, holding the back of her head, my fingers slipping through her knotted hair. She moved into the crease of my neck and started to sob, I had never seen Bella cry before, she cried the day she left me and that was it. It felt nice holding her in my arms, I then moved my other arm under her thighs and I picked her up into a wedding style position. She moved from the crease of my neck and sniffled, she looked me in the eyes.

"I missed you so much." She stated before bringing a hand up, her fingers caressing my dry lips, I just stared back at her like an idiot who doesn't know what to say because I didn't. I stopped breathing when her eyes met my scar, I sighed, she moved her fingers from my lips and up to the indent from eyebrow up.

"What happened?" She whispered, her lips looked so gentle and plush. She had lost some weight in her face and she looked more toned than she did before she left the island. I watched as her eyes investigated my horrid past, it wasn't her that could have done this to me... She wasn't my sister. Once I had heard that she was back I thought I could fuck her senseless and then hang her like the whore she was (reference to video game), but now that I look at her. She is no whore what so ever, she is still that beautiful woman I fell in love with years ago.

I crouched down slowly, sitting down against the board, holding her in my arms as she continued to observe me. I couldn't handle this, she was far to beautiful for a man like me, far more pure than the man who I had become.

"Bella?" Her eyes shot to mine, which moved down to the wounds on her stomach."What happened here?"

"You tell me first..." She replied, I gulped biting my inner cheek I looked back over at her again. Reaching a hand up to grasp hers which was feeling my scar, I held her hand gently, my thumb caressing her palm. For a moment, I felt like I did years ago. All that stress on my shoulders had vanished, all that depression, and fake smiles had disappeared. Just staring into her gorgeous blue eyes had made me feel better and that was all that mattered, right? I pulled her hand up gently, so that my lips pressed flat against her knuckles.

"Things have changed." She winced as she sat up on my lap, sighing deeply before resting her head against my shoulder.

"I've noticed..." She closed her eyes, I released her hand and wrapped my arm around her torso, taking my other hand and moving it to graze over the wounds, she hissed with a wince. "Do you love me still?" She asked softly, my breath hitched in the center of my throat.

"You have been gone for a long time Bella." I answered hoarsely expecting words to return, but there was silence. I looked over at her, she was unconscious. I panicked laying her down on the ground and attempting to wake her up. I slapped her cheeks gently, her head lazily following from side to side. "Bella!" I shouted in her face, nothing, shit! She had lost too much blood. "Damn Bella! Your going to be the fucking death of me!" I lifted her up easily and as quickly as I could left the shanty out into the rain.

Mirabella POV

I awoke with a warmth surrounding me, my right cheek pressed against a tough fabric, the scent of cigar and alcohol meeting my nostrils. My eyes flashed open to darkness, I was laying in a bed against Vaas's chest, I sat up wincing, Vaas's snoring loud enough for the world to hear. My hair draping over my shoulders to cover my exposed breasts, I never remembered undressing, I was naked in a bed with Vaas who was fully clothed. Why was I naked? Bandages wrapped around my stomach with blood spots seeping through the white bandages. I sat up slightly, trying my best not to wake Vaas, he moved his head towards me and his hand reached up to itch his nose before he rested it on his stomach.

I looked around, I was on a king size bed that with red covers and three feather pillows under our heads. Across from the mattress width was a large dresser with a satellite TV on it and a stack of movies beside it. The walls were that of cement along with the floor which cracked in certain places, the door was red and metal; across from the end length of the mattress.

I felt a rough hand touch my lower back, calloused finger stung my skin, I looked over my shoulder at Vaas who was smiling suspiciously.

"My hermosa Bella..." He whispered, I didn't know what to say, the hand at my lower back causing unnatural things to stir at the pit of my stomach. "How is your wound?" I gulped loudly, pulling the covers further up to cover my breasts.

"Um- I-It hurts." He chuckled lowly and sighed moving his hand away, leaving the warm spot he created cold. He laid his hand on his stomach and stared up at the ceiling, yawning loudly.

"Your breasts got bigger." He stated smugly as he looked over at me again, my eyes were wide and my body trembled with embarrassment.

"W-Why did you- Undress me?"

"Your clothes were wet." I took another glance of the room around us.

"And you brought me?"

"To my place." I snapped back over to him, our eyes instantly connecting.

"Come here Bella... Let's talk." He stated opening an arm for me to nestle into, I hesitantly laid into his arm, he wrapped it around my neck and started caressing his fingers through my hair. "Why did you come back?" He asked randomly, I wasn't expecting the question so soon, was he not happy with my return? Oh no! My nightmare was coming into play. "Don't be to shy to tell." I took in a deep breath.

"I had become something I didn't want to be."

"And what would that be?" I laid my arms over the covers so that my breasts stayed covered, I started to fiddle with my thumbs.

"When I left, I thought I could be a dancer, the best... When I was offered what I wanted, I had realized it wasn't me, I had become completely opposite of who I was and I then knew that life wasn't for me. The long nights of practice, the few hours of sleep, an energy bar to represent the days brunch." I looked up at him, he was staring at the ceiling fan that twirled above the mattress. I took a moment to observe him, analyze him, the structure of his face had become more broad, his muscles more developed, and his Mohawk spikier since I had left the island. That scar was what worried me the most, I had so many questions about that alone that nothing else mattered, not even Jessica. He had grown into a man, a handsome man, a very handsome man, when I was younger these feelings weren't so strong. They were feelings, but they weren't as strong as they are now, now that I look at him, I can't help but feel goosebumps.

"Go on Bella." His eyes closed, was it my voice he wanted to hear?

"I missed you and my parents, I missed this amazing island, and its happy inhabitants, I missed the scent of the sea, and the sound of your ukulele, I missed it all Vaas. I never thought I would, but I did and years ago I made a promise that I would return and

that-"

"Things have changed my Bella." He stage without opening his eyes or moving a muscle, he continued to run his fingers through my knotted hair.

"What? What has happened to this place? I remember when we were allowed to run the jungle freely without having to worry about idiotic pirates." He was silent, his lips pursed and his hand stopped roaming my silk strands.

"Bella, what color were those pirates wearing?"

"Re-" I stopped myself before I could finish, my eyes moving to meet his attire, I pushed my hands off the mattress and sat up wincing as I stared down at his shirt and his gun which was holstered at his hip, along with the knife which was on the other side.

"Like I had said-"

"No..." I shook my head, his eyes opened to look at me, the worry in my eyes caused him to return the emotion. My eyes moving to the scar again. Vaas couldn't be, he would never be so... So... So violent. He was a pirate?

"Bella? Would you like me to tell you what happened?" I nodded my head, he reached the hand up to grab my shoulder and pull me back into my position as before. I hesitantly pressed my cheek against his shirt, his breath was loud and ragged, his heart beat pacing quick, he started to caress my hair again. Was it wrong to be laying down with him like this? If he was a pirate, he most likely had a reason as to why he was one. It was too much to bare though, tears were uncontrollably collecting at the corners of my eyes as I stared straight ahead with my cheek against his chest. I still loved Vaas, he still gave me that jolt of excitement, but like he said 'things have changed' and I was very curious about what else had.

"My sister... I loved her, I thought I could trust her. When you left I started to sleep back at the temple again, it wasn't the same, but I managed. My father had been looking for woman to proceed in the footsteps of my mother on the day I became leader of the Rakyat. I could not do it, he was disappointed in me, angry, we had gotten into an argument before I stormed off from the temple." He took in a deep breath, sinking his fingers deep into my hair-line and leaving them to rest there. "My sister, had gone to talk with the elders for the day, I had met her off on a path beside the sacred grounds. I told her of what happened. She suggested something, something I never thought I could do. She convinced me to-"

"Don't tell me..." I knew whatever he was about to say, would only change my opinion towards him, I love him and that would never change, but... He was bound to say something I never thought he would do and that I would never want to know.

"Why not?"

"I don't want anything to change the way I think about you."

"It shouldn't if you truly love me. There are worser things I have done than this Bella, be aware of that." His tone was strict and full of poison. "I killed my father." I gasped, a hand shooting up to cover my mouth as I started to sob. He didn't seem to care, he was lost in his story.

"I killed him, my sister Citra then betrayed me and turned the tribe against me. Giving me this scar before I had ran away to the South Island, where Hoyt had saved me from near death and had taken me under his wing. Turning me into his second, a pirate lord." Vaas was silent after that, all that could be heard was my sobbing, this was all too much to bare, the man I loved had become a murderer. "I think that is all you need to know for today."

"T-There is more?" I cried, he placed his lips against my forehead.

"So much more." He mumbled, before pulling away and facing the ceiling again."Tell me about what happened to you." He insisted, I attempted to wipe my tears away, my face was pale and my cheeks a bright pink.

"Well- Uh-"

"Oh come on Bella it can't be that bad, not as bad as mine that is."

"I left for Spain, I had acquired a manager within a weeks tops. From then on I was given offers for ballets and auditions. I had been given the job to work at a dance company in Madrid and stayed there for a while. My instructors said I was the best in my class, that was when I met Jessica, she was American and the only one to accept me as her friend. Mostly everyone was jealous of my so-called talents... I hated it. For Years I worked at that company, I would wake up at 4 and have nothing but an energy bar for the day, it was terrible. They said that I could go international, but I said-"

"Why?"

"Excuse me?"

"Why would you pass on such a glorious opportunity Bella?"

"I wasn't happy." I answered softly, he sighed deeply, another silence had spread throughout the room. Straight until Vaas had moved himself down further so that his head was no longer on the pillow and our noses nearly touched, he stared deeply into my eyes, a hand in my hair.

"Did you date anyone when you were gone?"

"No... I gave myself to you for a reason."

"Hmm... It's a shame you couldn't move on."

"Had you?" He stayed silent, biting his bottom lip.

"I'm not sure..." He pushed my forehead to connect with his, moving his other hand up to grasp my chin, he slowly grazed his thumb across my lips. "When you left, I had no one. We were supposed to get married and grow old together with three hijos and a pet tiger, remember?" He chuckled softly, giving a friendly smile.

"Yes... I remember..." I gulped, closing my eyes to stifle back the tears. I felt a softness against my lips and opened my eyes to see he was kissing me. My eyes closed again as the kiss grew more hungry, our lips had longed for each other to long. His breathing getting louder through his nose, my hands moving to hold the sides of his face. Soon enough his tongue had gained entrance to my mouth, this hadn't been our first kiss, but it felt like it, since he was my only kiss. He rolled his body over mine, crushing his weight onto me as my arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer. I moaned lightly, intensifying his lust for me. I pulled away when I felt a sharp pain at my abdominal, yelping lightly, I looked down at my bandages and he did the same.

"Who cares about that? Does it hurt bad?" Was this what he wanted? Was this why I was naked? He wanted to fuck me, what will happen if I allow him to? I wanted him just as much as he wanted me, I stared into his eyes and immediately lost myself, no logic.

"No..." I pulled his lips to mine again, his hands moved under my lower back where he slightly lifted my torso to meet his chest, the covers keeping my breasts from making contact with his shirt. He straddled my thighs over the covers pulling away to grab the bottom of his tank top and lift it from his torso. He threw the clothing to the side, his chest was toned more than ever, cut to perfection and going down his core along with light chest hair which peaked down into his cargo pants. He leaned down again until our lips touched, I felt a guilt rush over me, I shouldn't make love to a man who has killed, but this wasn't just any man. His lips proceeded down my cheek bone and to my neck, my hand delving into his thick Mohawk and tugging gently at the hairs, enough to get him more vigorous. "Vaas..." I gasped between trembling lips, my eyes closed with bliss. "Wait..." I attempted to pull him from my neck, but he wouldn't budge, I started feeling sharp nips at my neck and my teeth gritted together. "Please Stop." He continued, his hands shot up to the edge of the blanket, pushing it down further against my strength to pull it up. "Vaas! Stop!" I cried out, his hand finding my bare breasts with no trouble, I shivered as he started waving them around, his index fingers flicking at my nipples as he did so."Stop!" Suddenly the nipping stopped, his hands held my plump breasts firmly.

"Don't you want this?" He said breathlessly against my neck.

"Not like this..." He growled lowly at the pit of his throat and within seconds was off of me. He left the bed and moved to the cement walk across the length of the bed, placing his hands on it and taking in heavy breaths to steady his own. His shoulder blades protruding from his back as he held his weight against the wall.

"I thought you loved me?" I sat up, pulling the sheets to cover me again, I observed him. Realizing the scars that treaded down his back, it sent buckets of fear throughout my every form.

"Vaas, I do love you. It's just... I can't-"

"I'll just throw you away." He muttered.

"Excuse me?" He turned and looked at me, I no longer saw that man I fell in love with. It was as if his eyes had filled with darkness and his smile had gone to nothing.

"You are worthless to me now, Bella." The tears came back again, rolling down my cheeks as I attempted to wipe them away.

"You-you don't mean that."

"Every word." He spat angrily, where was this coming from? This was not the man I fell in love with. "You know." He started pacing back and forth around the bed. "I have killed a lot of people Bella and guess what, two of them were your parents." I went into complete shock, he stopped across from me. "That's right." Placing his hands on his hips triumphantly. "When you left I assumed it was your parents who brought you to leave, so I eliminated them, the past, right after I became a pirate lord." He smirked as though it didn't bother him at all.

"You monster!" I yelled at him tears flowing freely down my cheeks, his smirk fell.

"I know right? I also had sex with other woman when you were gone. Way better bodies than yours." My eyebrows furrowed with disbelief. "How does it feel?"

"What did I do to you?" I brought my hands up to cover my eyes and I looked down with shame.

"You left me... That's what you did." He grabbed his shirt and without hesitation left the room, the metal door slamming shut and a loud clicking from the other side. I felt sick inside, this was worse than my nightmare, this was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. I laid back and sobbed into the pillow, I had no clothes, I had nowhere to go, I was alone, I was cold, and most importantly I was heartbroken. Never again would I ever see Vaas as the man I fell in love with... Never again.