Confusing how Vaas is both nice and mean to Mirabella, right? Yep, things will get worse.
Chapter 31: No Happiness Completely
It was silent as my mind tried to process what just happened, the issue was I felt no pain. The thump of the man's body falling down did not affect me at all. Vaas smiled walking over to me and wrapping me in his arms while easily taking the gun from my shaking hand.
"You did very good Bella. I'm proud of you, you know?" I gulped, without words to say I pulled Vaas closer to me, burying my head in the crook of his neck. Was he happy with me again? "I think this calls for a celebration, no? How bout we go meet Chris and then have a party when we get back?" I wanted to leave here, far away from here and if that was as far as I could go, that is where I would go... I nodded my head, he silently agreed moving me with him as he walked towards a path that split the jungle in half.
It was silent as we followed the dirt sand, his boots thumping against the ground every step he bad. The breeze creeped through the branches and leaves blowing into our faces and giving us chills. I didn't know what to think anymore and I honestly just didn't care, I lost any caring when Vaas betrayed me, when he killed Pai, or Jessica, or my parents. I didn't know how to react to those situations, but now I think to myself... Perhaps I reacted in the best way, if I hadn't reacted to how I had with Jessica, I never would have ended up at Camp Murder. I never would have learned how to survive the new personality this island had grown into. Or maybe not... No... I had grown weak in my years away from this island. Vaas was merely opening my eyes to the woman I should be, the woman I would be if I had stayed.
I should thank Vaas, he was bringing out the strongest in me and I could see the enjoyment he took from it. I for some reason felt the need to prove myself to him, to do more than just kill. I wanted to prove that I was worth everything he ever once was, everything he is now, and everything he has. So I would give in, I would be his hermosa and never ever let him go feeling like nothing.
Vaas's brow furrowed when I slowly moved my fingers to weave with his, but he eventually gave a friendly grin. Pulling me closer into his body dubiously. His personal entertainment as he had wanted.
"You know Bella, you never told me how it felt." I didn't know how it felt, it felt emotionless, but I wanted to make him happy, to make him know that I was going to be his one and only, I was his one and only.
"It felt really good, like a weight had been lifted off my chest." I lied, but it was worth it to see the smile on his face, I still was trying to understand why he would be so happy about such a thing, how he gained satisfaction from another's pain. He undergone so much pain, Citra had turned him into a monster and now he was- Making me stronger… Not a monster.
"That's great Bella, like I said..." He released my hand pulling my back to his chest and wrapping his arms around my waist as we continued walking down the path, we were so close to the beach. He breathed down my neck, I heaved at the feeling of him so close, it felt amazing to have him near. He did not give me such attention earlier this morning and I honestly loved feeling that sense of security when he held me. Sex was amazing, he was amazing... "We can celebrate later." I bit my bottom lip with anticipation, I was definitely not myself, but who cared Vaas liked it and it felt... Alright... Not going to say it felt good, but alright.
We were finally at the beach, my boots indenting into the warm sand as we continued to move further towards the shore. I stopped when I noticed the head just above the ground, my eyes widened. Vaas stopped beside the head smiling and pointing down at him, it was fucking Christopher Mintz Plaze... What the fuck! My expression was obviously priceless because Vaas giggled loudly and couldn't help but snort.
"Is something wrong Bella?" Chris almost shook as he snapped from his slumber, he was asleep beneath the beating sun and the warm sand.
"No... B-But-"
"This is what I do to good for nothing fucks. I dig them in the ground, the others, I put in cages or tie up. It's business baby."
"Of course." I knew I should have been scared, but felt nothing only shock. I couldn't believe that anyone would dig someone into the ground and leave them there. I guess it was a form of torture and Vadim did say Vaas was torturing Chris. Would I have to torture to satisfy Vaas? He would enjoy it, if I did he would probably respect me more. Did he respect me? I'm sure he did, I just wish he cared more. You have to torture.
"V-Vaas, p-please no more." Chris stuttered, he had been broken, Vaas shook his head, his hands resting on his hips.
"You want to meet my girlfriend." Vaas gestured to me ignoring Chris's pleads, Chris grew very silent as he stared me. This is just great... I thought. "Come here." Vaas had an arm up and ready to wrap around me, I sighed moving closer to Vaas he wrapped an arm around my neck kissed me softly on the forehead. "Mirabella, you will call her Ms. Montenegro. Understood?" Chris gulped. Ms. Montenegro, we weren't married, but it felt good… To carry his name. This only seemed like Vaas was searching for approval though, approval of what?
"Is she as crazy as you man?" Vaas growled spitting onto Chris's head where he squirmed and attempted to escape.
"She is fucking the most sane person in this world and we are going to sit right here." Vaas pointed to the rock across from Chris where an unused makeshift tripod sat. Vaas put his hands on my shoulder guiding me over to the area and sitting us down. I sat between his legs, his arms around my neck, I shivered when he started whispering endearing things in my ear as Chris watched in silence trying to determine if I wanted this or not.
Vaas was showing me off, he wanted to show Chris that he wasn't all that crazy, so I allowed him. I curled my legs up leaned back further till our eyes were on each other's were I reached up to grab his stubbled chin. I smirked back into his grin.
"You need to shave." He playfully slapped my hand away and shook his head.
"The ladies like it." He stated seductively.
"No other lady better be looking at you." His eyes widened with amusement, he wanted Chris to see this. He thought I was just being me, but I knew the act and was pulling it right now.
"Would you be jealous? Would you kill them?"
"For you? Anything." Vaas glanced up at Chris and was satisfied to see the look of surprise. I wanted to be here, at first I had been slightly hesitant to stay, but now that I was here in Vaas's arms. I didn't want to let go, I couldn't. When Vaas saw that Chris was speechless for good, he stood us up and grabbed my hand pulling me away from him.
"Bye Chris, I will see you tomorrow." Vaas said with slight excitement, Chris just sighing in relief, but shakily waiting for the torture to continue the next day. Vaas continued to tug me further down the path and then it hit me. Vaas was showing me off, because he care about what Chris thought of him, he wanted Chris to know he wasn't lonely, he wanted everyone to know he wasn't lonely. Vaas wrapped his arm around my neck soared his other hand through my hair.
"Thank you Chica." Was he thanking me because he knew that I was acting, or because he knew that Chris knew who I belonged to.
"Why?" Even though I knew the answer, I asked the question.
"For loving me." He answered softly into my ear, I just nodded my head. Do you love me? Or are you just using me for something else.
"Vaas..." I stopped, he froze and glared at me his arm still around my neck. He was confused as to why my voice was so hoarse, why I was a little upset. He didn't think I was a thing anymore, did he? Showing me off to the others was something everyone did with their girlfriends, right? It was showing others that I was his, his property, that bother me. "You shouldn't care about what others think. You aren't crazy, your just-" His expression hardened, he lifted his hand from my shoulder and gently pushed me away, he pointed a finger in warning.
"You better not fucking say it." My eyebrows furrowed and I felt random anger rush through me, I was going to say it because it was true, he just didn't want to face it. Why was he so...
"Scared, your fucking scared!" I shouted at him, he bit his bottom lip, his hands clenched along with his teeth. He swiftly raised a hand slapping me across the face again, I held my already swollen cheek, the blow was straight forward and painful. I looked back at him with defiance in my eyes, I just was saying the truth. I wanted to make him happy, but that didn't mean I couldn't say things. I wanted to help him, after all we have been through and he still won't let me into his head.
Without a word he turned on his heel and continued down the path, Vaas had a weakness, everyone did. He was human, a man who thought he was the shit... But he wasn't. I think I had said that once before, but now I had clean evidence to back it up. This was his island though and he was mine, I still felt the need to prove myself to him. I had been so weak over the past few days, that this little display of my anger was merely asserting the little dominance I had in this relationship. He slapped me though, he didn't like it, but I was slowly unraveling the old Vaas from his hiding place. He was changing because of me, well I hoped he was, but somehow he was changing me to. I knew one day I would see that Vaas I fell in love with again, he was hiding behind a man who was afraid, but of what?