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This chapter contains references to sex, tuna, flirting, drinking games, and United States Marines!
This story is AU/OOC. Things will be wacky and over the top.
All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.
Mature readers 18+ only please.
Alice's POV
"Alice! Someone paid your bail. We need to get you processed for release. Let's go!" The prison guard opened the lock to let me out of the jail cell. Finally! Eight days! Eight days! That's how long it took my family to bail me out from jail. What point was there in making me wait so long?
"Goodbye, sweetie, my cunny is really gonna miss your tongue tornadoes." Bernice yelled out. The prison guard had the nerve to chuckle. It was horrific what I had to go through this past week so that the Volturi wouldn't come down to execute me. I had to perform cunnilingus on my prison cell mate's tuna tasting twat every night that I was here. I did it at vampire speed so that I could get it over with—that's why my cellmate coined the term "tongue tornado." On top of that, she insisted on reciprocating so I had to subject my poor poon to her digital manipulations afterwards. Bernice would become angry if I didn't have an orgasm so I had to force myself to cum. It was absolutely awful! It was better than being dead, though.
As soon as I was released, I took a cab back to the Beverly Hills Hotel where I was staying at prior to my arrest. My license was revoked, so I couldn't rent a car, and the police had seized my rental car and returned it to the company. Since the hotel hadn't heard from me in over a week, they cleared my room and shipped my luggage to my home address in Hanover, NH. I tried explaining that I was in an emergency situation, but they steadfastly refused to check me into another room. So, I loaded myself into a cab and headed for the airport.
At this point, I decided that the best thing for me to do would be to follow my visions precisely. Unfortunately, my extended stay in jail changed the outcome of my visions and I wouldn't be meeting my mate for another few weeks. I boarded a flight to Portland, Oregon and asked the cabbie to take me to a hotel. He dropped me off at a Motel 6. Ugh! This can't possibly be right, why would I have to stay at this crappy place? I better check. Nope. This is where I'm supposed to be.
After checking into my horrific room, I decided to go hunting. I was ravenous from not hunting for over a week. Normally, I would have been okay, but Bernice's forced orgasms took a lot out of me. I ended up taking down a pair of wolves and three deer. I felt much better after that. I returned to the room and took a shower. Great! There's no soap or shampoo and the towels are thin and itty-bitty. I also forgot that the only clothes that I have are the one's I'm wearing. I have to go shopping.
My visions told me that I had to ask at the front desk where I could go buy some clothing and essentials and go where she told me to, so I did. The attendant told me that the only thing close by was a Walmart. No way! Better check again. Yep, that's where I have to go. I'd never set foot in one of those stores. They were beneath me and I never had a need to go to one. I remember Bella Swan used to shop at them all the time. Figures.
I walked in and was greeted by a woman in a blue vest. "Welcome to Walmart. Would you like a smiley face sticker little boy?"
"Do I look like a little boy to you?" I sneered.
"Bitch." She muttered under her breath. What is it with everyone calling me bitch these days. Peter repeatedly referred to me as bitch instead of using my given name and then, Amanda, had the nerve to call me a bitch. Bella Swan has definitely overstepped her boundaries this time. How dare she influence my best friend like that.
I grabbed a shopping cart and went immediately to the clothing section. Oh God—please, no. Not these clothes. They're not even silk. Ew! I didn't even know that Miley Cyrus had her own clothing line. I searched and searched through my visions, but no matter what, it seemed as though I would be shopping here for the next few weeks. I'd better get used to it.
Three Weeks Later...
I'm so excited! I get to meet my mate today. These past few weeks just dragged by. I was so bored that I redecorated my entire motel room with items from Walmart. I even repainted the walls, changed the drapes, and put in area rugs to give the room a more homey feeling. I've gotten used to Walmart—it's not so bad once you become accustomed to it. There are shopping malls with nicer stores in Portland, but for some reason, I saw in my visions that if I set foot in any of them, I would never meet my mate. I wasn't willing to go for my entire existence without a mate. I still don't know who he is. All I know is that I go shopping at Walmart at 7pm and I run into him while he's buying some underwear for himself.
I've been roaming around the men's underwear section for the last hour. I didn't want to look like a fool so I re-organized the entire section so that nothing was out of place. I even did the socks since I had time on my hands. Oh my. That has to be him. Tall, dark, and handsome was headed straight for me. "Excuse me, can you tell me where I can find the Lysol? My wife asked me to pick up a can for her."
Wife? This probably isn't my mate. Pity. He looks absolutely delectable. "It's in the cleaning products section across the store, past the greeting cards." I pointed to the area where it was located..
"Thanks." He walked away without even a glance back.
"Alice? Alice Cullen, is that you?" A voice said from behind me. I slowly turned around with a seductive smile on my face. "It is you! How are you?"
Oh God! Not him—please not him. I did a quick search of my visions. Noooo! It's either him or no one for the rest of my existence. What should I do?
Jasper's POV
It's been almost three weeks since my royal fuck-up in Las Vegas and a touch and go one at that. Bella and I have been working on trust and control issues and, fuck me, if we didn't have a bundle. We each had our own issues and separate ones with each other and with the Cullens. On top of that, I was on a Bella imposed sexual hiatus. Last week, when I explained to her that I needed a release, she threw me a bottle of lube and told me to go on You Porn. I deserved it after the shit I pulled with the wedding, though.
My huge trust issues stemmed more from the years I was with Alice, rather than the time I was with Maria. With Maria, I had accepted the fact that I had no control over the situation I was put in and that I did what I had to do in order to survive. With Alice, though, I had trusted her when I initially met her and when she said that she loved me with every fiber of her being. It was after I peeled away her sweet outer layer and discovered her true selfish nature that I let my manipulative side come out.
For the first twenty years of our marriage, everything was peachy. Alice appeared to be the perfect wife, although the sex was absolutely ghastly. That woman just laid on her back and bent her knees up—straight missionary. Anyway, we were living in the tiny town of East Glacier Park Village, Montana because I had slipped a few weeks before when we were living outside of Toronto, Canada. I had drained one of the students at the high school we were attending because her scent was like nothing I'd ever smelled before. Years later, I came to the conclusion that the girl was my singer. Alice was outraged because there was absolutely no shopping to be found in or near the small town we were living in. She was embarrassed that I had slipped up and she went on a rampage, belittling everything she could about me. She yelled about everything she hated about me: my scars, the fact that I was a part of the Southern Vampire Wars, the fact that I was a Confederate soldier during the Civil War, the fact that my human family wasn't wealthy, and the fact that I had such poor control of my bloodlust. That's when I realized that Alice had been lying to me all along. She didn't love me at all.
After that realization set in, self preservation kicked in. What I should have done was divorce her immediately, instead I was consumed with getting around Alice's visions and I did it well. I personally thanked whatever god was out there that I had enough sense to not tell Alice about my personal finances. I always knew that I would only share my assets with my true mate. We both knew from the beginning that we weren't mates and that we would be companions for many years. I didn't want to get married, but Alice insisted that she saw in a vision that we would be married. On top of that, I didn't want to disrespect her by not marrying her before having sex with her so we got married. It was a grand to-do put together by Esme and Rose. I thought it was completely unnecessary, but hey she wanted it and at the time, I thought I loved her.
Years passed and Alice and I grew further and further apart. Our distance from each other peaked when Edward met Bella. Alice was constantly away, engrossed in her visions. When she was home, she'd spend it with Bella or Edward. Advising them, making suggestions, grooming them, and most importantly, keeping me away from Bella. Suddenly, as Bella's eighteenth birthday approached, she was hell bent on throwing a party for her. Bella protested, even Edward did, but Alice insisted that it was what she saw in her visions. When I nearly took a bite out of Bella during the party, I could swear that I saw a smile on Alice's face. Everything moved quickly from that point. We got a divorce, I took off for Char and Peter's, and then five years later I ran into Bella.
Bella—she was everything to me. Never in my entire existence did I think I would meet someone that I loved with my entire being. So, why did I manipulate her and marry her the way I did? That was the worst transgression that I'd ever made in my life. Bella and I talked and we realized that I had many Alice issues that I hadn't dealt with. I had been manipulated my entire time with her—it didn't matter that I had gotten around her visions, I was still being controlled. Bella suggested that maybe I married her in Vegas the way I did out of fear of losing control of myself like I did with Alice. That was actually the most rational explanation we could come up with.
Bella admitted that she still had some lingering issues from growing up with a flighty Renee and from Edward and the Cullens abandoning her. She had a tendency not to want to let people get too close to her. Bella had grown up taking care of Renee. Although Charlie sent more than enough child support, Renee would go out and spend everything as soon as she got the check. Bella handled the bills from the time she was a little girl. She told me about how she'd ride her bicycle two miles to the grocery store so she could pay the light bill or the phone bill with cash she earned babysitting from the time she was twelve. She started doing that because she was sick of the light company turning the power off. As soon as she turned fourteen, she worked at the local McDonald's and kept the babysitting job while attending high school. She never had any friends and couldn't participate in any extracurricular school activities because she was constantly working or doing homework.
When Bella moved to Forks, she finally had some free time. Charlie provided the parental security she never had, although he was rarely home because he was always working. She got a part time job at Newton's Olympic Outfitters to pay for gassing up her truck and save what she could for college. She also made her very first friends in the form of Alice, Edward, and Emmett. She never got to know me and Rose well enough in order to form any sort of relationship with us, though.
Whenever she was at our house in Forks, Esme and Carlisle coddled her as if she were their own daughter. For the first time, Bella felt as if she had a loving mother and father. With Emmett she found the older brother that she had always wanted. Alice was her best friend and Edward was the boyfriend of her dreams. Edward had promised her eternity as had Alice, then the birthday party happened and I tried to eat Bella. Oddly enough, Bella could swear that she saw Alice smiling after the incident happened too. A few days later, she was abandoned like yesterday's trash with no reminders except for an empty house and some callous words from Edward.
Fortunately, Riley and Vicky were there to pick up the pieces. They nurtured her, took care of her, and did everything that should have been done when she was a little girl. After Charlie and Renee died, Bella, once again, felt abandoned. She also felt betrayed by Jacob Black, someone she had considered to be a close friend. By the time the three of them, plus Irina and Laurent, had moved to Boston, Bella had a multitude of issues stemming from her childhood and abandonment that had to be painstakingly peeled away, layer by layer, by Riley.
During college, she dated two guys. One guy, Blake was a control freak that allowed her absolutely no freedom to be herself. He wanted to mold her into the perfect little political wife. They broke up a few months later, but Bella this time had issues with control. She admitted to having trouble with people making decisions for her or even with her after that asshole.
The second guy she dated was Tommy. They had a more physical relationship with absolutely no strings attached. Bella said that he was a fun guy to hang out with, but definitely not relationship material. She knew early on that he was someone she could never depend on. He was just what she needed after Blake the Control Freak.
After we became a couple, Bella said that she had a ton of trouble finding a balance between the instinctual possessiveness that I had and the independence that she craved. Being apart was simply not an option because the mating pain was killing the both of us. Somewhere along the line, we had both fallen in love with each other. By time she was changed, she was content and ready for an eternity with me and hoping that eventually, we'd get married. She just didn't expect me to pull the stunt I did—that hurt her more than anything. While she had forgiven me, we both knew that we had to work through our issues in order to make any progress. So, this is where we were at now. We were definitely making progress.
Edward had mentioned to Bella that she had a tendency to be a bit stubborn and selfish. I told her that I agreed with him—to an extent, but I didn't think she was doing it intentionally. After finally hearing all that's transpired in her life, I told her that I think part of the reason why she's so focused on herself is out of fear of letting anyone in. Everyone from her own mother to her supposed best friend betrayed her in some way and that taught her that she should depend on herself and herself only. I said that she'd need to open up more to me if our marriage was going to work. I also told her that depending on others sometimes is not necessarily a bad thing. I have to admit that Bella's a trooper. She's really been listening to what I had to say more and the two of us have been making decisions together.
One decision that we came to was a huge one regarding our relationship with the family. We both didn't want to go through the hassle of a big wedding. Bella, apparently, was deeply offended by Esme and the girls. She didn't like how they attacked me and she didn't appreciate the fact that they were forcing a big, fancy wedding on us. We both agreed that we would be straight up with the family and tell them that we would no longer be residing with them full time. While we'd always live within running distance to them, we wanted to live our own lives without the intrusiveness of a big family. We were leaving the nest, so to speak.
Bella and I were adamant about setting boundaries with the family too. We wanted to make sure that they couldn't just stop by and visit whenever the hell they wanted to. We were going to tell them that they need to call first and respect our wishes if we weren't up for visitors. In turn, we'd do the same when visiting their homes.
We also decided to have a small ceremony—a reaffirmation of our wedding vows in the presence of the family. Nothing fancy, no flowers, just a simple vow renewal with Garrett reading them to us. We had gotten extremely close to Garrett these past few weeks. He was a daily visitor in our home and he even helped us work through some of the emotional turmoil that the two of us were experiencing. He was an outside observer with less of an emotional attachment to us so he was able to tell us what his unbiased observations of us were. We were truly grateful for Garrett.
"Hey, Bella!" I called.
"What's up?"
"I can't find the other side to these socks. I swear I threw them in the dryer."
"Check in between the sheets. Sometimes they get tangled up in there." She suggested.
"Got 'em!" I exclaimed. I never thought that I'd get so excited with something as simple as finding the other side to my socks. Bella had recently taught me how to do laundry. She said that I had to participate in household chores instead of leaving it all up to her. I agreed. It's not like I was out in the fields harvesting all the crops like my Daddy was when I was a little boy.
"Jasper!" Bella called from upstairs. "Can you come help me with something in the bedroom?"
I ran upstairs to help her with what she needed. I opened the bedroom door and my eyes were treated with a glorious sight that I hadn't seen in weeks: Bella was stark naked on top of our bed smiling with a come hither look in her eyes. I was out of my clothes and buried deep inside of my mate in a flash.
"I missed you, babe." I whispered, kissing my wife.
"I missed you too, Jasper." She replied.
I knew without a doubt that things were definitely on the mend.
Esme's POV
"Esme, maybe it's time we face the truth and admit that we were wrong in trying to force a wedding on Bella." Carmen said sadly.
"She'll come around." I said stubbornly. Carmen and I were in New York City for the weekend taking a much needed break from the chaos at home. It's been over three weeks since Bella and I argued and we haven't seen or spoken to her or Jasper ever since. Plans for the wedding were in full swing, but with the bride and groom completely detached from our family, I wasn't even sure if it was worth the effort.
Jasper and Bella, in no uncertain terms, had made it clear that they do not want a wedding. Neither of them came to visit anymore and if I, Carlisle, or any of the girls, tried to contact them they refused to respond. The men, minus Carlisle, were able to maintain contact with the couple. Garrett, of course, saw them daily at college. Other than him, the other boys stayed connected by phone, email, and text messages. Much to Carlisle's dismay, both Jasper and Bella were looking towards Eleazar as more of a father figure. He even met them in Boston twice to talk.
We had just come from the theatre and were heading towards Central Park for a little stroll. "Amanda seems to be coming along." Carmen commented.
"Yes, Peter's done a wonderful job with her. She misses Bella tremendously though. Apparently, Bella's been sending her video messages everyday through Garrett. She also sent her a cell phone so they could chat everyday. She can talk now, so that's a great help."
"Look at that couple dancing Esme. Ah...to be young and in love." Carmen mused. At a distance, by the pond, we could see a couple dancing in the moonlight in their bare feet. The woman was tinkling with laughter while the man twirled her. There was no music, they were simply swaying to their own beat, holding each other, occasionally stopping for a kiss, both of them smiling.
"Let's stop at those trees and watch them for a while." I smiled. "They look so happy and in love." I remember when Carlisle and I were first married. We were so in love that we didn't have a care in the world as long as we could be together. As we ensconced ourselves in between the two trees, we both gasped and covered our own mouths. The dancing couple was Bella and Jasper.
After a few minutes, the couple stopped dancing. They slid their shoes back on and took off hand in hand towards the busy streets of Manhattan. Carmen and I immediately trailed them at a distance. They walked several blocks and stopped in front of a beautiful brownstone mansion located on a fashionable Upper East Side residential street. Jasper opened the door quickly with a key and the two of them disappeared inside.
Carmen and I looked quizzically at each other. Why would they enter this mansion? Who owned it? By the looks of it, it was a single family home about five stories high. Something like this would be valued at around 20 million dollars, minimum. About five minutes later, Jasper came out holding a garbage bin, followed by Bella with a recycling bin. They put the bins out on the curb and made their way back inside, locking the door behind them. "Carmen, you don't suppose they live here, do they?"
"It sure looks like it to me, sister. Let's go ring the doorbell." She encouraged.
"We would be intruding on their privacy, clearly they don't want to see us. It looks like they've made their own lives." I said sadly.
"Esme, they can't keep avoiding us and we can't keep avoiding them. We need to apologize for our actions. We were clearly in the wrong and it's time we both admitted it to them. Did you see how happy and in love they were Esme? How can their wedding have been wrong if they are so content? Personally, I've never seen a couple filled with more joy than Jasper and Bella in my entire existence. Have you?"
"No, I haven't." I admitted. The truth was that I was pushing away my daughter and son with my stubbornness.
"Esme, if we keep pushing them away, we'll lose them forever. Are you prepared for that eventuality?" Carmen was telling me the hard truth. No, no I wasn't prepared to go on my entire existence without two of my children. Bella even brought Edward back to me somehow. Yet, I was pigheaded about something as ridiculous as a wedding ceremony. Carmen continued talking. "Do what you will, but I, for one, refuse to go on with this charade any longer. I will not lose my niece and nephew."
"I agree Carmen. It's time for me to suck it up and apologize. Let's go."
As we walked up the stairs to the front door, we could hear country music playing inside and Jasper and Bella chatting away. I rang the doorbell. We heard feet shuffling, then Jasper called out "Who is it?"
"It's your aunt and mother." Carmen answered. We heard a deep sigh coming from the other side of the door. Jasper opened the door.
"How can I help you ladies?" Jasper said with a frown.
"Hello son." I said. "I was wondering if your aunt and I could come in to talk to you and Bella."
"Listen, maybe we could do this another time. My wife and I are pretty busy, Esme." I flinched when Jasper didn't acknowledge me as his mother.
"Jasper please!" I begged. "I want to apologize. I truly am sorry for my behavior a few weeks ago. I cannot, no, I will not lose my son and daughter because of my stubborn behavior."
"Let's hear them out, hon." Bella approached the front door and stroked Jasper's arm. He grimaced and held the door open to let us in.
"I'm afraid we can't offer you ladies any chairs. As you can see, the house is a work in progress." Jasper said as he closed the door. "May I ask how you found us?
Carmen was the first to speak. "It was a fluke really. Your mother and I were walking in Central Park when we saw you dancing. When you left, we followed you. We had every intention of catching up to you and apologizing, but you disappeared into your house. It's very nice, by the way, did you just purchase it?"
"No, it's been mine since 1949." Jasper stated.
"Jasper, Bella. I'm here to apologize for trying to force a wedding on you. It's quite evident that you both don't want one and I'm sorry that I tried to push my desires onto you. Bella, you were calmly trying to tell me that you really didn't want a wedding. I didn't listen to you at all. In fact, I flew into an unnecessary rage because I wasn't getting what I wanted. I'm very sorry." I lost control and sobbed.
"I apologize for my part too." Carmen said crying. "I was just upset because I wanted to see you two get married and you went and did it on your own. You're both adults and are free to make your own decisions, yet I couldn't accept the fact that you got married without the family present as witnesses."
Jasper and Bella looked at each other and nodded. It was as if they were silently communicating with each other. "Thank you both for apologizing." Bella said. "Jasper and I would like to apologize for ignoring the family for so long rather than talking to you about how we felt. We've been talking and we'd like to hold a small ceremony to say our vows in front of the family. We understand how you all must have felt, not being able to see us get married. Frankly, I don't remember much about the ceremony we had in Las Vegas either so reaffirming our vows is something that I wouldn't mind doing."
"Oh, Bella, thank you!" I cried. She pulled me into her arms to comfort me. Jasper grabbed us and Carmen and held all three of us in his strong arms.
After we all calmed down, Bella spoke again. "Neither Jasper nor I want a big ceremony at all. We just want a small gathering with Garrett reading us our vows and just the family in attendance. I'm just going to wear the white dress that I wore at my wedding in Las Vegas and Jasper's going to wear his suit. No bridesmaids, no reception, no additional guests. Just the family."
"I can live with that." I said with a smile.
"Okay and if you really want to plan a huge wedding, Vicky's always wanted one. She and Riley couldn't afford one so they just said their vows in front of the Justice of Peace in Forks with only me and Charlie in attendance." Bella gave me a tip.
"I know Char's always wanted one too. She and Pete got hitched at a titty bar in Tijuana, Mexico a long time ago. I'm not even sure it was legal." Jasper said.
"The girls plans don't have to go to waste! They can have a double wedding!" I exclaimed.
"See, you both have lots of weddings to plan." Bella assured us.
"So, tell us about your house here. It's quite beautiful." I looked around and it looked like it was around a hundred years old. It needed a lot of work though.
"As I was saying, I purchased the house in 1949 on a whim. Alice was shopping at Macy's and I was completely bored so I took a walk. I saw a "For Sale" sign in the front window. The widow who owned it wanted to move to a warmer climate. I purchased it for eighty thousand dollars cash back then. I never told Alice or anyone else about it. You ladies are actually the first to know about it, though we'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourselves." Jasper requested nicely.
I suddenly became worried. Was I too late? Were my son and daughter planning on living apart from us? "What's wrong, Esme?" Jasper asked. "I can feel your anxiety and sorrow."
"Are you two planning on living here, away from us?" I asked.
"No, not here. This is a project for us. We want to see if we can bring the house up to date and up to code. We'll need to call a plumber and an electrician though. The pipes are rusted out and the wiring is too outdated. I believe the house was built in 1916 and I'm only the second owner. Unfortunately, I let this place go because I couldn't really make any decisions about it while I was married to Malice." Jasper said.
"Oh, I became a little worried there. You'll be moving back home with us, then?" I asked.
Jasper and Bella both looked at each other again. Oh no, my worst fears were coming true. I cringed at the thought. "Esme, you know we both love ya, right?"
I nodded, unable to speak. "Bella and I aren't comfortable living full time with so many people. To tell the truth, we have our own little place in Cambridge. We're happy living there together, just the two of us. We wouldn't mind staying with you in Amherst over the weekends, but honestly it would be too overwhelming for us to live full time with all of you. Neither of us can handle the intrusiveness of all of our family members."
"I understand." I whispered. I was heartbroken. I couldn't help, but think that I pushed them away by being so overbearing.
"Esme, it's not your fault. It's Jasper and I who need privacy. Jasper's always needed a lot of calm so he's not bombarded with emotions and I was already feeling overwhelmed when I was living with Riley, Victoria, Laurent, and Irina. We promise to visit a lot more than we did before my change and we'll never live too far from you. I miss seeing all of you too." Bella tried to soothe my now sobbing form. She lifted my chin with her thumb so I was looking in her eyes. "I still need you."
I pulled her into a hug at hearing that. My baby girl still needs me. She knew just the right words to say to make me feel better. "Don't stay away all the time. Do you both hear me?" I chastised.
"Yes, Esme." They both replied.
"Now, tell me what you've done so far. I may be able to give you some advice." I said. After all, this was my area of expertise and they looked like they were in way over their heads. Jasper and Bella gave me and Carmen the grand tour. It was a gorgeous mansion—so rare in New York City. If Jasper hadn't purchased this place when he did, it would have definitely been turned into a co-op with several apartments.
"Well, I hate to say this, but the first thing you both need to do before you do anymore work is to figure out if you want to keep the layout or not. Do you have the original blueprints? I can take a look at them for you and help you come up with a plan."
Jasper handed them to me. "Phew! To be honest, we were in over our heads. We couldn't make sense out of those things no matter which way we looked at them. Maybe you can help us come up with a good design. Oh, and um...we need one of the floors to contain a jacuzzi pool and a tree—not a live one, of course. It has to be big enough to swing from. That's mandatory."
A jacuzzi pool and a tree? Odd requests. The only jacuzzi pool I've ever seen was at the Palms Hotel in Las Vegas in that ridiculous suite with the round, rotating bed that Carlisle insisted on staying at. It did have a nice bathroom, though. I actually modeled Jasper and Bella's bathroom in Amherst after that one. "Okay, I'll work on it this week. Why don't you both come to my office on Wednesday evening and I'll have a rough design worked out for you by then. I promise I won't tell anyone. Mum's the word." I was giddy with happiness. This was one thing that I could do for them. Redesigning this house would be a hundred times more satisfying than planning a wedding. Plus, it could be my wedding gift to them.
"I won't say a thing either." Carmen promised.
"Thank you." They both said.
"Well, I think it's time we headed back to our hotel." I didn't want to leave them, but I knew they needed their privacy.
"Hang on a sec. We'll come with you, we need to check into a hotel anyway. It's way too dusty in here. There's about sixty years worth of dust and cobwebs accumulated in here." Jasper said. "I think I'm gonna need to hire a cleaning service."
"Yeah, it's pretty bad when you can see all the dust mites floating in the air." Bella agreed. "Sometimes, I'm not so sure if this vampire vision is such a good thing."
Jasper grabbed their overnight bag and locked up the house. We then walked the few blocks to the hotel in a peaceful silence, content that we had cleared our differences and looking ahead to a brighter future together as a family. Now, where the heck was I going to find an artificial tree big enough to swing from?
Tanya's POV
It was a little over a week before Christmas and Bella, Char, and I were out shopping for gifts. We decided to go to the Natick Mall in Natick, Massachusetts because it was huge and had a whole bunch of stores for us to peruse in. We had all apologized to Bella and Jasper for trying to force a wedding on them. They accepted our apology and even made a concession by allowing us to plan an intimate reading of the vows with just the family. The women moved on to planning a lavish double wedding for Victoria and Charlotte. The two of them were giddy with excitement. The odd thing is, all this wedding talk had me pondering my relationship with Rex. While both of us were happily mated, neither one of us had much interest in marrying each other. We were quite content with the way things were. Of course, Carmen and my sisters kept bringing up the question of marriage and the two of us were always evasive. We could both relate to Bella and Jasper not wanting a big hoopla and I felt really bad for being part of the team to want to force a wedding upon them now.
We were walking in the mall, when we saw a table set up that read Toys for Tots. "What's that and how come there are two gorgeous men in uniform manning the station?" I asked.
"Oh, those are Marines. They run Toys for Tots yearly in order to gather enough funds and toys to help needy children so they don't have to go without presents at Christmas." Bella explained. "Oh fuck me. Char!"
"Hello." Char breathed. "What are your names?"
"I'm Lance Corporal Steven Walker and this is Private First Class Josh Sullivan, ma'am."
Oh my, my, my. These men were absolutely delectable. Good Lord, that Private looks like he's packing some. Bella and I were both standing there awestruck at the handsome young men.
"Please excuse my sisters. They've just never seen real men in uniform before. I'm Charlotte, by the way." She slunk her hand out for the Marines to shake.
Why that sneaky, little witch. She just introduced herself at Bella and my expense.
"So, how can we help the children?" Char asked sweetly.
"Well, ma'am, you could either drop off an unwrapped toy in the drop box or write a check to Toys for Tots for any amount." The Private explained.
"What can you do for us?" Char got up really close to the Corporal and ran her fingertips down the man's chest and stopped right at his waistband.
"Jesus Christ, Char, keep your shit in check. I can smell your arousal permeating the mall." Bella whispered at vampire speed so only we could here.
Char continued flirting. She was now sitting on the table top with her legs crossed, winking at the two Marines who were awestruck by the beautiful, blonde woman who had taken an interest in them.
"Ma'am, we finish our shift in an hour. It would be our pleasure to take the three of you ladies out for drinks." Corporal Walker said.
"Of course, where should we meet you big, strong men?" Char asked demurely.
"How about right here in an hour?" The Private Sullivan suggested.
"We'll be here. In the meantime, let us make a small donation." Char fished her checkbook out of her purse.
We each wrote them checks for fifty thousand dollars. The Marines were floored. "It's a wonderful cause." Bella mentioned in passing before walking away and turning to me and Char. "We are so going to hell! Jasper thinks I'm only Christmas shopping. He's going to flip out when he finds out I went out for drinks with Marines. I think I'd better just run home. You two have fun."
Hell no! Jasper was fucking on her like white on rice. Poor Bella was overprotected not only by him, but by her brothers as well—including my Rex and Peter. Bella drove to Walmart last week to grab some shampoo and Rex followed her there on foot saying that there were men that shopped there that might look at her. Char and I both grabbed Bella's hand. "No Bella! It's time the three of us had a bit of fun. We're just going out for drinks—not cheating on them. Besides, imagine what Jasper, Rex, and Peter would say if you suddenly showed up at home without us. We'd be the ones to get in trouble." I said.
"Okay, I guess one drink won't hurt us. I'm done with shopping for today anyway. All I needed to do was grab a few more lightsabers for Amanda and Peter. Do you realize that ever since we watched the Star Wars marathon, the two of them have gone through a hundred toy light sabers?"
"No kidding." Char agreed. "They're both always dressing in Jedi costumes and role playing. At least Amanda can talk now. She still calls me Super Tatas though."
"Char, she calls me Yummy Punani. I swear, when I get my hands on your husband..." I seethed. Peter had Amanda calling most of us by screwed up nicknames. Char and mine were, by far, the worst and poor Vicky too—whenever she walked by, Amanda would start singing Sir Mix A Lot's "Baby Got Back."
Three hours later, it was midnight and we were sitting in a pub called Owen O' Leary's having drinks with the two Marines and their eight soldier friends. Char and Bella were good and sloshed and I wasn't faring much better. We definitely wouldn't be driving home tonight. "Hey, you girls should do titty shots!" Private Sullivan suggested.
"Oh, sure!" Char slurred. "What do we do, flash you or something?" Char moved to lift up her shirt, the men were mesmerized in anticipation. Bella quickly grabbed hold of Char so her shirt would stay down.
"Char, he wants us to drink shots off of each other's boobs." Bella whispered.
"Oh! How fun!" Char exclaimed. "Show me how Bella. Come on, Jasper's not here."
Bella looked around warily then smiled. "Well, I was the best at this during college." She stuck a shot glass in between Char's tits. "Okay, push your boobs together. Ready?"
Char nodded that she was. The Marines started counting down, "Three...Two...One!"
Bella put her lips around the shot glass and inhaled the shot of Patron in one go. The Marines exploded in applause. Oh, this looked like so much fun. My turn!
"Char throw another shot in there. I want a turn!" I squealed. I mimicked Bella and did the same thing. The Marines cheered again.
We each took turns doing titty shots off of each other. Bella was up again, I ran my tongue down from her neck to her cleavage, and just when I latched on to the shot glass in between her breasts, I heard Peter's menacing voice. "Enjoying yourself ladies?"
I gulped the shot down in one go knowing that I definitely was going to need it. "Rexy, Petey, Jasper! We were just about to head home, you didn't have to come get us." I tried to sound as nonchalant as possible. The three of them had scowls on their faces.
Rex turned to the Marines and in a commanding voice that I'd never heard before he asked. "Lance Corporal Walker! Front and center now!" How the hell did he know his name? Oh, name tag.
"Explain what you're doing here with these privates and our women?"
"Sir..." The Corporal was interrupted.
"That's Sergeant Major to you! Do I look like a fucking sir to you? Are we not Marines, soldier?" Rex's commanding voice boomed.
"Yes, Sergeant Major!" All the Marines instantly got on their feet and saluted my Rex. Holy shit, my panties are drenched!
"Do I have to ask my question twice Marine?" Rex growled.
"No, Sergeant Major!" Corporal Walker answered immediately. "We met the women at the mall while running the Toys for Tots table. They donated money and we invited them out for drinks!"
Rex nodded once, then yelled. "Get your sorry asses back to the base soldiers and stop fucking around! Move it, move it, move it!"
"Yes, Sergeant Major!" All the Marines answered him and saluted Rex once more.
Just as they were about to turn to leave, Jasper glared at them and growled one word. "Run."
The Marines shot out of the bar faster than lightening. The few, the proud, the Marines indeed. Nice of them to defend our asses.
As soon as the soldiers ran, our mates were whooping and giving each other high-fives like the egotistical neanderthals they were. "You know, that was pretty mean of you to scare those poor boys." I said to them.
"Hey, they're soldiers. They shouldn't be fucking around at a bar with our women. They should be defending our country. Now what are you girls doing here?" Rex questioned.
"We're having drinks. What does it look like we were doing?" Char said.
"It sure didn't look like it to me, Char. It looked like..." Peter paused to take in the sight of Jasper who was staring at his mate with pitch black, smoldering eyes. "Major, are you on our side or what?"
No answer. Jasper couldn't take his eyes off of Bella who was currently inserting a shot glass full of Patron in her cleavage and motioning him to come to her. Jasper stalked over with a smile and looked intensely into Bella's eyes, he kissed her passionately and fondled her breasts before downing the shot of tequila. "You taste like Char and Tanya." He observed.
"Well, of course I do. They've been licking my neck and cleavage all night." Bella pointed out.
"That's it!" Rex called the cocktail waitress over. "Excuse me, cutie."
"Yes, how can I help you?" She was mesmerized by Rex's smoldering good looks and instantly aroused.
"Can you clear these shot glasses away and bring us clean ones plus two new bottles of Patron please?"
Rex winked at her.
"Right away. Can I get you and your friends anything else?" She looked from Rex to Peter to Jasper—licking her lips, completely ignoring us girls.
"Just go get the fucking drinks!" Bella growled. The waitress's eyes bulged in fear and she ran back to the bar to place the order almost tripping on the carpet along the way.
"Hey, you didn't have to yell at her. She was sweet." Rex admonished.
"Uh-huh, and you didn't have to yell at those Marines. They were harmless." Bella countered.
The waitress came back with the drinks. She dealt solely with the men, choosing to make like we girls weren't even there. She wouldn't stop flirting with them. Fucking ho!
As soon as the slutty waitress left, Rex filled a shot glass and placed it in the apex of his thighs and wagged his eyebrows. "I want a blow job. Which one of you beautiful ladies is up first."
Holy fuck. I dropped to my knees in front of my mate and downed the shot in one go. Rex filled another one and Char followed suit.
"Uh-uh, girls. That's not how you do those." Bella smirked. "Watch and learn from the pro."
Rex placed another glass at his crotch. Bella ran her tongue from his knee to the shot glass while she ran her hands down his chest before grabbing hold of the shot glass with her full lips. She kept her eyes trained on Rex's the whole time. "Now that's how you give a proper blow job!" My mate applauded while Jasper growled and pulled Bella onto his lap.
"Bella, where the hell did you learn this stuff?" I asked. "You knew how to do titty shots too!"
"College. Let's just say I took Riley's advice and enjoyed myself—maybe a wee bit too much." She chuckled as she climbed off of Jasper's lap.
Jasper and Peter grabbed shot glasses. "Our turn!"
The six of us took turns doing titty shots and blow jobs. Eight bottles of Patron later, we were all stumbling into the parking lot. I had no idea how we convinced the bar to even sell us that much liquor. "Um...there's no way any of us are driving home." I pointed out. "Should we just run home."
"Yeah, but we have all the shopping in the bed of Char's truck." Bella said. "Oh and don't call Riley cause he'll lecture you until the sun comes up."
"Hey, I have an idea!" Jasper said brightly. I'll disable the truck and we'll call AAA and have them tow it to the house. Then we can just run home."
"That might work! Let's do it." Peter called AAA while Jasper pulled the spark plugs out of the truck. Forty minutes later the tow truck showed up. We had Char's truck towed to our house in Amherst instead of the Cullen home because Amanda was there and we didn't want her to eat the tow truck driver.
We did a half run, half walk to Amherst—chatting on the way. "So, how's the Edward training going?" Bella asked.
"Well, he masturbates now. Peter told him what to do and bought him a couple of nudie magazines." Char said. "He still has no control. I had him gagged and tied up on his bed the other day while I sat in his room naked just chatting to him and he came five times. I didn't even have to touch him. We're trying to preserve his virginity so it's a slow process."
"He is making progress, though. He no longer screams Bella's name when he cums. Now he just screams 'Bel...' I think he's trying." I pointed out.
"That might have something to do with the gag we have on him all the time. It might be muffling the sound." Char observed.
"I was thinking." Rex suggested. "Maybe we can watch some porn with him. Kind of have a guys night in. We'll let him ask any questions he may have. Do you think that might work?"
"Sure, we'll try anything at this point. I'll ask the parents to watch Amanda—that way the girls and I could go see that Cowboy at Climax. Tomorrow's Saturday so he'll be performing." Char said with an excited look in her eyes.
"Okay, scratch that shit. Porn can wait. He'll probably shoot his load all over the TV anyway. There's no way in hell the three of you are going to Climax!" Rex yelled into the forest.
"Why not? My friends and I came to see you for Megan's bachelorette party." Bella said. "What's the difference?"
"The difference is that I'm not the one dancing and who knows what kind of freak this guy who claims to be a cowboy is. Fucking loser."
"Jealous, Rex?" Bella questioned.
"You know what? Fuck it! We're all going to Climax tomorrow night and we're taking Eddie with us. There are women performing too on Saturday night. What do you say guys?" My mate's idea was absolutely horrific.
"I'm in, it'll do Edward good to have a pair of live, jiggling human titties thrust in his face." Jasper said. Besides, I want to see what the big deal is about this poser cowboy anyway."
"Pfft! No shit! Apparently, the asshole is claiming to be a real live Texan and shit. He probably has a fake accent." Peter piped in jealously.
"That's great that you guys want to tag along and all, but Rex—won't they recognize you?" I pointed out.
"Nope! You girls are going to bleach my hair blonde. They won't be able to tell who I am with that and my golden eyes." Rex declared smugly.
"Besides, ain't no way in hell you girls are going to hit a strip club without us. If you want to watch strippers, then you're gonna do it with your mates. Call it a compromise, if you will." Jasper declared.
"Yeah and tonight's a prime example, you girls go shopping on your own and you let yourselves get picked up by a bunch of Marines." Peter said. There was no way that I was going to say that Char was actually the one to pick up the Marines. No way. Besides, they were fun.
"How did you guys know where to find us?" Bella asked curiously.
"Well, the mall closed at 9pm and when it was 11pm and you girls still weren't home, we became worried. None of you even bothered picking up your cells." Jasper pointed out. "Anyway, the last place you were at was the Natick Mall so we started running there when we caught your scents at the bar along the way."
"Aww...that was sweet of you boys." Char snuggled into Peter's chest.
He smacked her playfully on her bottom. "Naughty girl. Next time call, okay?"
"Okay." She agreed. "So, Climax tomorrow night?"
"Hell yeah!" Rex cheered.
"Climax it is, then." I sighed. Climax with our overbearing, jealous mates. This should be an interesting experience, to say the least.
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