Chapter 32: Jealousy
"And so..."' I burst into laughter unable to control the giggles that followed my words. The air was moist and the moon was up. I sat at a table surrounded by Vaas's men, eager to hear more of my stories, which were hilarious in my opinion. I had warmed up to the men when Vaas had started the "party", island style music in the background, men drinking whatever they could find. Voices and conversation filling the open shack we all were in. There was no woman, it was to much to send for the whores to come and spend time with the men, but that didn't bother me. They made it very clear that Vaas would skin them alive if they touched him and the fact that all feared that alone made me feel safe. Plus, Vaas was sitting right across the way with an emotionless expression, his eyes were dark as his left hand held a beer and rested on his knee, with his legs spread open and his right elbow resting on the table as he stared at me. I continued my story, it was in fact about Jessica, I wanted to dig the knife further, but I don't think he felt any guilt for killing my only friend... Or almost only. It still bothered me and I had a right to mourn. Something was wrong with Vaas though, he seemed so excited to ravish me once again, but now he was distant. "She fucking did a twirl, but the rope for the curtain on stage was like right next to her. She fell into the fucking rope, her ankle twisted and the curtain fell revealing all the unready dancers onstage. It was fucking hilarious. We spent five months on that ballet." Some of the men laughed, some didn't think it was so funny. The others told their stories, I soon lost attention for them and instead looked to Vaas.
I was definitely getting drunk, I'm sure I had never gotten drunk before, nor had I barely drink much when I got older. I knew I was drunk though and the feeling was... Unexplainable... I could see Vaas and it seemed like he was the only one there. The only one that actually mattered at all, I just wanted him... A craving... A need... A desire... A lust and it was all for him.
His lips quirked up when he noticed, he had never seen me so... Wanton before. I was drunk and exactly how he wanted me, but for some strange reason, his smile fell and then that distance between us increased.
"Excuse me boys." I stood up from the table nearly stumbling, my speech was slurred and my eyelids slowly drooping. The boys just continued as I left the table walking straight towards Vaas and sitting down on his lap without shame, I wrapped my arms around his neck and stared up at him. My breath was heavy with the scent of alcohol as was his, but the cologne he wore. Wherever he got it from always was so intoxicating to me.
"Vaas." I cooed, he growled attempting to move his torso from mine. "Why are you so upset?" He grunted dropping the bottle from his knee and pushing me off him. Was it something I said? Of course it was, remember earlier? The glass bottle crashed into a thousand pieces scattered across the floor, all eyes turned in our direction.
"You should go back to the shanty and rest, Bella. The last thing we need is a drunk woman strolling around camo" My cheeks reddened with embarrassment and anger as he turned away. The fact that I felt like just another woman to him emotionally harmed him, I regretted confronting him about being scared earlier, but that didn't stop me. I hopped up onto my boots, lunging towards him and sending him to the ground, he turned and flipped me over so he was on top. He rose up a hand about to slap me again, but I arched my elbow up into his chin where I squirmed from beneath him and kicked myself out from under him moving from his grasp and standing up. I was heaving breathlessly, Vaas sat on the floor on all fours laughing as he pushed himself up brushing himself off. "You don't want to fight me Mirabella." I looked around, they all still looked at me, there was a silence as they waited for me to answer. I then glared at Vaas and he saw it again, that lust I had felt before except this time it was fueled by irritation. "Your drunk. You should go rest." I didn't want to rest, I wanted to fight and I don't know why I wanted to fight him, but I did. He just turned though, he broke our gaze and walked away, I felt like throwing up for some reason, I felt like screaming. This feeling was not a good feeling, I sighed, I never wanted to be drunk ever again.
"Bell." A familiar voice from behind me caught my attention, Vaas had already left out the door by now. It was Michael, he smiled at me, I however did not smile at all. I still felt rebellious, I felt lust for Sex, and then Vaas... I felt anger and lust towards the man who now wanted nothing to do with me. "Want to go for a walk? Catch up?" Michael was being nice, a little bit to nice for me to get comfortable. I made a fake smile at him, I could use him to get Vaas's attention. Yeah, that would be a good idea! Get Vaas back without getting physical. I shrugged, nodding my head.
"Sure." Michael grinned holding a hand out for me to take, but I just walked past him and walked out the door he came from. Michael following soon walking up beside me as we found ourselves a random path to go down, it went around the camp, through it, maybe even into the jungle at some point. I kept cautious, Michael was not to be trusted and I was still drunk, still weak.
"So how are you?" He asked simply, I stared over at him.
"Good." I blurted out.
"I saw what happened... Vaas must not give you enough attention." His voice was pure poison, he was practically hissing the truth. Hearing it made me feel even worse.
"Naw, it was just something I said earlier."
"Oh." He nodded, a bit curious at what I had said, but I wasn't going to tell him. "Vaas is a crazy motherfucker, don't know how he hasn't killed you yet."
"He cares. Just a bit of a dick sometimes." I took a deep breath, I wanted Vaas beside me, not Michael. Michael then wrapped his arm around my neck, I ground my teeth together. I wanted to beat the shit out of somebody, why not Michael? Then again, he was just a jealousy toy.
"I can help you make him jealous." Michael taunted mockingly in my ear, I bit my bottom lip realizing that he was leading me towards the camp fire, where a single man sat on a wooden crate drinking a large bottle of brandy. A familiar man he was, the very man I wanted this moment. This was Michael's plan, but he knew the consequences, why would he want to help me? I for one had already thought of making Vaas jealous, but Vaas was unpredictable and Jealousy is a dangerous thing to mess with.
"Why?" I stared at him, my voice was stern.
"Because I want you to get fucking killed. Vaas doesn't need a whore distracting him. Now come on, fucking smooch my cheek." I attempted to push Michael from me, we grew closer and closer to Vaas. Vaas wouldn't kill me, Michael didn't know the Vaas I knew. I was getting nervous, Michael was nothing compared to Vaas, he smelled like cigarettes, looked like shit, and had a small dick by assumption.
"Come on, try me." He cooed again, only wanting me to get in trouble for bothering. I wanted to make Vaas jealous now that Michael had given me the tools and I was drunk, not a good combination in the mind. He moved his arm from my shoulder to my waist and he pulled me close to his chest. We were in hearing distance of Vaas and I had a straight forward mindset. I giggled leaning forward and kissing Michael on the cheek once Vaas looked up from the fire. His eyes widened at what he was seeing, the scene unfolding right before his eyes. I leaned more into Michael kissing him on the cheek again as he made a fake whisper in my ear and I chuckled.
"You're far more better than Vaas at foreplay." I stated loudly, but mockingly. Michael grinned at these words, but he knew they were fake. Suddenly we knew the mistake of our ways, Vaas had separated us within seconds, he was absolutely furious. Shoving Michael away he slapped me across the face harder than the other times. I was a bit taken back, but I couldn't ecpect more, his hand prints on my left cheek.
"Your mine! I thought we made that clear you little bitch." He turned to Michael, noticing that Michael was anything but fazed. I couldn't believe it, Michael was going against Vaas and he wouldn't win, Michael wasn't even carrying a gun. "What the fuck is your problem Hermano! I thought I FUCKING made it clear that no one! NO FUCKING ONE! Touches MY GIRL!" Vaas yelled so loud his voice echoed through the whole camp, he grabbed his gun and I was excited to watch this man die. Michael deserved it, but I knew I wouldn't hear the end of Vaas once he had finished with the lesser of the two of us. A thing that caught my attention though was that he didn't call me a thing, he called me his girl.
He shot his gun, the sound echoing through the camp. Did Michael plan this? I think not, the man screamed with complete pain. Vaas had shot him in the dick, in the fucking dick. Vaas was not happy when he turned and looked at me, avoiding the sweet screams of mercy from Michael. Vaas quickly holstered his weapon giving me hope that he had no plan to kill me. He had plans for something else, he reached forward snatching my hair without resistance and pulling me towards the shanty that WE lived in.
He said not a word as I winced and whimpered, he broke me into the house and threw me on the floor, I turned to look up at him, you could see the rage in his eyes that would not subside. I worried, he was going to mull me to death, shatter me, cut me to pieces, I would get much worse than Michael.
"Vaas... I was only trying to make you jealous." He cackled maniacally and raised his hands, goddamn, how unpredictable he was. This amused him, but he was still enraged.
"Well... Look at me Bella. I am fucking jealous alright."
"A-Are you going to hurt me?" There it is again, weakness, I couldn't help it. He just grinned, but it was an evil grin. One that made me want to hit him, but kiss him at the same time for being so damn attractive and dominant.
"You have been a bad girl tonight baby... But I won't hurt you. I will only make you scream." My eyes widened, what did he mean? Make me scream... He keeps his promises... And that was definitely a promise.