Chapter THREE

The change

"Bella," the mysterious man said.

"Who are you?"

Bella couldn't see anything but darkness. The voice sounded like Jaspers voice, but deeper.

"Bella dear what have you done?"

"Jasper," Bella paused and stuttered.

"It must be hard for you to figure out who kidnapped you. You do sleep with a lot of men."

"Jasper, is that you?"

Bella started to cry in fear. Suddenly, the lights turned on. Bella was blinded by the sudden light. She got a look of who was the mysterious man; it was Jasper. She didn't know where she was. It was a blank room; nothing but white.

"Jasper, why are you doing this and where am I," Bella questioned.

"First me, then Edward, and now Jacob," Jasper said madly.

"I'm sorry, but…"

"Don't give me the sad and innocent shit," Jasper interrupted and yelled, "It won't work on me!"

Bella was surprised and stunned.

"Why is there blood on me?"

"Well because Bella, you killed Jacob."

"No!"

"Yes, you brutally murdered him."

Jasper grinned. Bella had tears in her eyes.

"Do you think this is funny!?" Bella yelled.

"Actually I do."

"Where is Jacob?"

"Gone," Jasper said with a smile

"Why?"

"You murdered him."

"Stop it! Where is he?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, your dad is gone too."

Bella started to cry and scream for help, tears running down her face.

"Oh stop now, no one can hear you, everything will be over in a minute."

"What are you doing?" She yelled.

"If you want to be a slut, I'm going to have fun with this. Evil slut perhaps? Oh, no how about an evil vampire slut."

"What…?"

Bella's vision faded.

She woke up in her bed. She felt weird, different, in a good way. She had a weird feeling for human blood. So, Bella decided to try a new approach to get different guys. She looked all through her closet and finally found the right outfit; Bella was wearing a gold swim suit top, booty shorts that barley covered her bottom, and high stripper heals. She walked through her front door to where her ugly orange truck was.

'Do I honestly have to ride this piece of junk? I don't think so," thought Bella.

Bella walked down the street a bit to her neighbors. They had a son, Kevin. He was her age, and very handsome. Bella knocked on the door and Kevin answered. He had his shirt off; Kevin had a six pack and was very tan. Bella smiled and got turned on quick.

"Hello." He smiled.

"Hi, can you help me with my car?" Bella asked sweetly with a smile, running her long finger nail down his chest.

"Well what's in it for me?" He raised an eyebrow.

"It just needs gas."

"Ok." He laughed.

He started the car and she got in. She put her hand on his leg and kissed him softly on his check, just so he would want more, he smiled. When they arrived at her house she opened the front door to her house, and threw a bracelet on the floor.

"Oops I dropped my bracelet," Bella said biting her bottom lip.

When Bella bent down to get the bracelet she made sure he could see her pink thong. Bella got back up.

"Hey Kevin," Bella said getting closer.

"Yeah…?"

"Can you follow me?"

"Yeah, sure," Kevin's face was excited.

As soon as Kevin stepped inside of Bella's house she slammed the door.

"Damn," Kevin said checking Bella out.

"Shut up," she hit him, in a kinky way.

Kevin got closer, but Bella pushed him on the couch and started stripping and dancing. As soon as she was completely naked she got on top of him. She was kissing his lips and running her hands through his long brown hair and all over his body. She suddenly bit his neck, sucking him dry. He was paralyzed, and now dead. Bella sucked him until there was no blood she dried the blood from her lips and threw his body in the closet.

"Thanks for the car," she said out loud.

To be continued….