Let me begin with an apology for the posting delay. The last two weeks have been ridiculously busy with kid related activities. Everything from parent-teacher conferences, school play, band concert, Puberty Night, and Invention Convention were held in the last two weeks. Yes, the last two events were living nightmares. Of course, my son's question at Puberty Night, "What if puberty never happens?" Thank you for your patience and thank you for all of your wonderful reviews. A frat party with Bella and Mike for all of you.
This story is AU/OOC.
All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.
Mature readers 18+ only.
One year later...
Jasper's POV
It's been almost a year since Carlisle and Esme's divorce. Things have changed dramatically in our family. For one thing, Alistair and Esme got married at the end of last summer. We all went to the wedding with the exception of Bella, Rose, Gianna, Felix, Carlisle, Peter, and Rex. The seven of them decided to go on a trip to Nashville, Tennessee with the girls acting as guides for the weekend. They all came home in cowboy boots, hats, and fattened wallets from hustling pool the entire weekend. They also got to go to a Keith Urban concert. Emmett and I were pissed off about missing the concert, the wedding was a boring, fufu affair put together by a hired wedding planner. Skippy, that asshole, made it a point to hum Keith Urban tunes whenever he was around us.
The divorce went through seamlessly. Carlisle—who was worth almost two billion dollars, ended up settling two hundred million dollars and the homes in Illinois, New Hampshire, and Ohio on Esme. She would also get to keep her business in her own name, of course. Esme initially wanted the home in Westport, but Carlisle refused. Instead, he transferred it to Riley's name. He was the most responsible and he had the ability to maintain his own home. He was also the only one that didn't own his own home. Edward owned his boyhood home in Chicago while Alice had Mike's homes in Forks and in Portland, Oregon. Esme readily agreed to that, she wanted him and Victoria to have a home of their own as well. Esme was actually in no position to argue with Carlisle anyway and I think she knew that, while Carlisle was the one that initially cheated on her, Esme was the one that was having a full blown relationship while still married to her husband. We found out that Alistair had actually been living in an apartment that Esme had purchased in Brooklyn for days when she couldn't quite make it home. This apartment was purchased using Carlisle's funds—she got to keep that, in exchange, she had to give up any claim to the home in Forks which she desperately wanted to keep for herself.
Esme, on her end, no longer wanted ownership of Isle Esme. Carlisle didn't want it either. I think it brought back too many memories for the two of them. Ownership of the island was, instead, transferred to Rose and Bella and renamed the Isla Bellarosa. I was jumping up and joy over that one. So, was Emmett, we immediately started making plans to upgrade the old house that was standing on the island currently. Emmett wanted to do the construction himself, he told me that I could assist by passing him tools. That was probably a good idea.
We quickly relayed what we wanted to Jenks and by the end of the week, the paper's were signed, and Carlisle and Esme's marriage was officially dissolved. Afterwards, Bella and I went on a ten day long trip to Australia where we went diving in the Great Barrier Reef. Of course, Bella pointed out that the rented scuba gear served absolutely no purpose whatsoever since we didn't really need to breathe.
Esme and Alistair were still living in Westport. She was painstakingly trying to rebuild her relationship with us 'kids' while Alistair tried to build one with us. Peter took a page out of Bella and Rose's book and cut off all ties with her. He couldn't accept that what she did to Bella and Carlisle as an act of a woman having a mental breakdown. In his opinion, Esme lied and withheld information from her mate. Alistair had no idea that Bella was mated to me.
Another person that had broken his ties with Esme was Rex. Somehow, he found out that Esme accused him of having an affair with Bella. That pissed him off to no end. On top of that, he and Bella were really close and Esme's betrayal of her was inexcusable in his books. He refused to show up to their wedding and, instead, went along with everyone else to Nashville on the day of the wedding.
I did my best to try to keep my relationship with Esme going, as did Emmett and Charlotte. I knew that she acted out of mental duress so I gave her the benefit of the doubt. Of course, Riley, Vicky, Mike, Alice, Edward, and Amanda still lived in the same house with her so they had to work on the relationship. Mike and Amanda's relationship with Esme had actually worsened. The two of them kept trying to convince their mates to move out of the house.
Getting to know Alistair was interesting. He was centuries older than we were, but younger than the Denali Sisters. He was extremely knowledgeable and well read, but lacked social skills from being a nomad for his entire vampire existence. He was extremely apologetic about attacking Bella and Carlisle because not only had he lost one of his only friends, but he missed an opportunity to get to know 'a singularly unique individual'—those were his words describing Bella. He had heard a lot about her from everybody. I had to agree, Bella was unique. I also didn't give a shit how remorseful the two of them were, they don't get to come near my mate.
Felix and I finished our Building Trades program at Bronx Community College this week. I'm proud to say that I graduated with a 1.33 grade point average while Felix got a 4.0. I suck at carpentry or construction work of any kind. I decided to enroll in the English program at Columbia with Bella next year to boost my confidence—I forged my transcripts to look like I was transferring in as a junior from Harvard with straight A's. I didn't feel like repeating all of those core classes the first two years. My buddy, Skippy, was coming along too. It turns out he likes to read as well. Personally, I think he asked me to enroll him because he likes to hang out with me.
It was Friday afternoon, Bella still had about a week and a half left of school. I had just gotten home from taking care of some bank business. It took three damn hours and I was excited to see Bella. "Babe! I'm home." I yelled into the foyer. Hmm...where is she? I can't smell her anywhere in the house. I'd better go check the refrigerator to see if she left a note. Ah, there's one.
J—
Out for drinks with Edward, Amanda, Mike, and Alice. I'll be back later tonight. Come join us if you'd like. I love you.
B—
Oh, well, maybe I'll join them later. I need to unwind first. I think I'll just switch the TV on. Another one of those reality shows. Who the fuck comes up with this stuff? Damn it. Why is this Disneyworld commercial on almost every channel I switch to?
I've always wanted to go there, though. Bella's been there and she says it's a blast—she went with Irina, Laurent, Riley, and Vicky back when she was still human. Em and I thought it might be nice to surprise our mates this Christmas with a vacation at Disneyworld. We're still in the planning stages, though.
Okay, time to switch channels. Now we're talking. I like the Military Channel. I'll just keep it on here and wait out this commercial. Why the fuck would Carnival Cruise Lines be advertising on the Military Channel? I suppose soldiers need to take their wives on vacation too. That three day cruise to the Bahamas looks like fun. Maybe I can...what the fuck? Is that? It is... Who the motherfuck are the vamps with her? I'd better call Peter and Vicky now.
"Hello?" Vicky picked up her cell.
"Lieutenant, get your ass over to my house now!"
"Major, is something the mat..."
"NOW, Lieutenant!" I didn't mean to lose my temper, but I was completely on edge.
"Yes, Sir!"
My cell buzzed just then. It was Peter. "I'm heading your way Major."
Victoria arrived about an hour later. Peter had arrived about fifteen minutes ahead of her. She had a longer distance to travel, though. I told them both to sit down and showed them a YouTube video of the Carnival Cruise Line commercial that I saw on TV. I found it online while waiting for them. Both of their jaws dropped.
"Fuck, why the hell is she on a commercial for a cruise to the Bahamas and who the fuck are the two freaky dudes with her?" Vicky asked.
"I was hoping that you'd know seeing that you were the last one with her."
"I really have no idea, but by the way they're dancing with her, I'd say they're her new lovers. Do you detect any other vampires aboard the ship they're on?" Vicky scanned the commercial trying to answer her own question.
"We need Emmett with us. He can find more footage online for the commercial."
"I'll call him now." Pete put the call in immediately—explaining a little of what happened on the phone.
Emmett arrived in no time armed with what looked like two brand new laptops. He explained that he went a little nuts a couple of years ago at the Apple Store and had them laying around. He wanted to designate special laptops just for dealing with her for security purposes. He booted them both up and set them up in no time. "The password on both of these is going to be 'BITCH#1', okay?"
"Got it."
"I've got something better than the commercial." Emmett grinned after fiddling with the keys for a few minutes. "I've got her Facebook page."
"Say what?" Pete asked, completely dumbfounded. Vicky and I were just as shocked as we looked onto the screen of Emmett's laptop.
"Is this her?"
"Uh-huh," the three of us nodded. I read her profile. Maria Asesina de la Noche. Okay, Maria Assassin of the Night. Her name's fitting, I suppose. President of Public Relations Firm; Speaks Spanish; Lives in La Villa, Texas; From Ciudad Juarez, Mexico; Born October 31st; Find me on World of Warcraft in Bone Chewer Realm as Sergeant Slayer.
"This is a fucking joke, right?" Victoria was staring at the screen with her jaw seemingly unable to close.
"She has tons of photos. They look like they were taken within the last five years. They let her in Disneyworld? Shit, Jasper, even Maria's been to Disneyworld. I feel fucking deprived." Emmett stated. "Look! She and her two minions have Mickey Mouse ears on. Oh, here we go, they're tagged as Manuel Amante Dulce and Rodrigo Pene Grande."
"Manuel Sweet Lover and Rodrigo Big Dick?" Peter asked. "What the fuck?"
"Um, I'm gonna hack into their Facebook accounts now."
"Okay, here we go, Manuel Amante Dulce. Vice President of Public Relations Firm; Speaks Spanish; Lives in La Villa, Texas; From Almolonga, Guatemala; Born February 14th; Find me on Twitter. I'm going to look for the other dude now."
"Well, I can say one thing. Manuel is hot! I think he can give Rex a run for his money."
"Get your head back in the game, Lieutenant!" I chastised Vicky.
"What? I'm just stating facts. I can see why she changed him."
"Found him! Rodrigo Pene Grande. Senior Manager of Public Relations Firm; Speaks Spanish; Lives in La Villa, Texas; From Santiago, Chile; Born March 6th; Check out my Flickr page. Jasper, are you sure we should be fearing these people?"
"Absolutely, we just need to figure out why they're out in the open now."
"Alright, I'm going to 'friend' all of them on Facebook. I need to find a fake profile pic. I know, I'll use a photo of Rex's from when he was in the Marines. Let me just hack into their system to get one. Perfect. This one is from when he was still a Private. Let me just photoshop it a bit."
"Ooh! Yummy." My lieutenant licked her lips upon seeing a photo of an eighteen year old Rex.
"What the fuck, Vicky, are you horny or something? First you say that Maria's second in command is hot and now Rex?"
"I've been on a fucking dry spell, alright! Riley's been working weird hours; as soon as he comes home, everyone seems to want him for counseling; and before you know it, it's time for him to go back to work. I just want to get laid, is that so motherfucking hard to understand?"
"Well, did you tell him?" You know, I never used to have to deal with issues like this when it was just me and Pete. Then again, we just fucked whoever we wanted, whenever we wanted.
"I have an idea! You tell him!"
"Huh?" She's got to be kidding me.
"You tell my mate that I'm horny. As our commanding officer, it's your job to help us deal with our personal issues in order to lead a more efficient troop."
Pete and Emmett were doing their best to hold their laughter in. Fine, if I'm the commanding officer, then my second in command is there to help me deal with internal troop issues. "Captain, as your commanding officer, I'm ordering you to deal with the issue of our lieutenant's, uh, libido."
"You're fucking with me?"
"No." I smirked.
"Aw shit, I'll deal with it, you fucking numbnuts." Emmett took his cell phone out and sent a text to Riley.
From: E McCarty
To: R Swan-Biers
Your mate is horny. You need to fuck her.
His phone buzzed with a text message ten seconds later.
From: R Swan-Biers
To: E McCarty
Tell her to meet me in the lobby of the Sheraton Manhattan at midnight.
"Uh, tell him I'll be there, Emmett. Thank you."
From: E McCarty
To: R Swan-Biers
She said she'll be there dressed in new lingerie from Agent Provacateur.
"I never said that!"
"Hey! Beggars can't be choosers and those fucking granny panties you wear can make a guy's dick hibernate really fast! You have a nice ass, show it the fuck off. Get yourself some nice thongs or boyshorts or something."
"I swear that I had this argument with Rex last year. Bella totally supported my right to wear whatever style underwear I feel comfortable in, I'll have you know."
I can't fucking believe I'm getting involved in this, but I have to do this for Riley's sake. "Vicky, just for tonight, go out and buy something sexy for Riley. I swear to you that it'll make a huge difference in the lust department. Oh, and Lieutenant, this is a direct order."
"Here, buy something like this." Emmett pulled up a page on the laptop.
"Nah, that's too tame. She needs crotchless panties or something, you know—for easy access." Peter took the laptop and brought up a different screen.
"Fuck no! That shit's too kinky looking. You always go for the wild shit, Pete! It's a fucking bedroom not a jungle." Emmett pulled up a different page. Within ten minutes, both Emmett and Peter had called the Agent Provacateur store in SOHO and ordered thousands of dollars worth of lingerie each for Vicky. They even managed to convince one of the girls to deliver everything here within the hour for a five hundred dollar cash tip.
"Alright! Can we get back to business now that Vicky's needs are all taken care of?"
"Okay, I doctored up Rex's pic a bit, I lightened up his hair and made sure that we can't read his nametag—give me a good name for him."
"Michael Edwards," Vicky said, quickly.
"That's actually pretty good. It sounds like your run of the mill everyday name. Okay, I've opened up an email account for Michael Edwards. Now, I'm going to create his Facebook profile. Give me a hand here."
In the end, we ended up with Michael Edwards, USMC retired, currently a bartender; Lives in Los Angeles, California; Originally from San Francisco, California; Have a hankering for Texans; Looking for friendship with beautiful Latina women; Find me on Twitter and Flickr.
Emmett created both Twitter and Flickr accounts for Michael Edwards, then pulled pictures from various cruises on Carnival Cruise Lines then photoshopped Rex's picture into them. He, made sure to doctor some of Maria's photos up—throwing in Rex dancing here and there with various women.
After Emmett threw the photos on Michael Edwards' account, he sent a friend request to Maria along with a message that read, "Hey, remember me from the cruise? I still think you're hot."
Now all we had to do was wait for Maria to add Michael Edwards as a friend.
The doorbell suddenly rang. The girl from Agent Provacateur had arrived with Vicky's delivery. Pete tipped her and she happily went on her way.
"Alright, get upstairs and model this shit for us. We'll tell you which one to wear," Pete ordered.
"I refuse..."
"Just do it, Lieutenant, it's a fucking order!" I yelled.
"I refuse to wear crotchless panties and pasties in front of you! That is a bit much, don't you think?" I agreed with Vicky after she pulled what looked like strings out of one of the bags.
"Hey, my great grandson has my genes running through him, I'm pretty sure he's just as dirty as I am."
I dug through the bags and handed Vicky three outfits that were a little more tasteful. "Try these three on and we'll tell you what we think."
Vicky grimaced, then went upstairs to change. After modeling about ten outfits, we decided she looked the hottest in a black corset with sheer black thigh high stockings and a red thong. "You know, this is so fucking embarrassing."
"Don't worry, think of it more like a brother helping a brother," Emmett stated. "Oh, hey! Maria accepted me as a friend."
Hell yeah, now we were talking live with Maria.
"I'm going to chat with her, okay?" I said, taking the laptop from Emmett. Meanwhile, Vicky ran upstairs to change.
"Hey, put one of those new bra and panty sets we bought for you on and throw out those huge granny panties!" Emmett called after her. I could swear I heard Victoria growling.
"Hey, what's up?" I wrote.
"Wonderful, are you still practicing your salsa?" Maria wrote back.
"Oh, yeah, you and Manny are the best teachers."
"Yeah, he is good. You should friend him. He and Roddy are both on Facebook."
"No kidding, really. They're great. I had fun doing up the tequila with them."
"Ahh...tequila, my favorite. I'll friend suggest you on their accounts, that way you can find them easier."
"Thanks, gorgeous. Where are you now, anyway? Are you back in Texas?"
"I was for awhile, I'm currently in Bolivia doing some research. We'll be going on another cruise in October. Maybe you can join us."
"I'll do my best."
"I see from your profile that you were in the Marines. Are you a war veteran?"
"Bingo, Major, she's looking for new recruits. Look at how she's honed in on the fact that Michael Edwards is a Marine," Pete noted. They were all standing behind me reading the screen.
I answered Maria's question. "Yeah, I did two tours in Iraq and decided to call it quits. I was in charge of reconnaissance."
"Oh, really? Where did you say you're living now?"
"LA—it's where the beautiful ladies are. You know me."
"Oh, si, si, I remember you, guapo."
"I love when you speak Spanish. What does guapo mean?"
"Handsome, like you are Michael."
"I have to go to work. I'll catch you online later."
"But, of course, mi amor."
"Fuck me, she's definitely recruiting and she's trying a new tactic. I think she's venturing out into the public, getting new contacts, and changing those she deems worthy into vampires," I stated.
"We are so fucked. What if she gets a hundred guys like you?" Vicky asked, worriedly.
"We'll be ready. We're gonna have to double up on training. Skippy is actually better than I am. He was in the thick of things longer than the three of us put together plus he was the Volturi's best according to Eleazar."
"Shit, Jasper, I'm scared."
"Don't worry, sis, we'll pull through. I promise." I held Vicky for a bit. She really did look scared.
Emmett spoke, "I've gone offline so Maria doesn't know I'm still logged into Facebook. I've been digging around her profile and I found an interesting friend of hers."
"Who?"
"Only a Miss Amber Putain."
"You're shitting me?" Vicky asked, dumbfounded. "Let me scroll through Maria's friend list."
"Oh, Christ, Major, I think half of James' lovers are on here. There's Amber Putain, Violetta Fisher, Jeanine Ratson, Catalina Cuevas, and Regina Bower."
"Catalina Cuevas and Regina Bower?" Pete and I asked at the same time.
Vicky smirked. "I see you both know them too. Former lovers of yours?"
"Uh, yeah," Pete stated looking down.
"I'm not surprised. I bet neither of you saw or heard from them starting about twenty-six years ago."
Huh, come to think of it, no. It was like they both disappeared off of the face of the earth. "Did you bite them, too, Lieutenant?"
"I didn't like it when people touched what's mine even if the guy was a fucker!" Vicky growled. "They're all my pets—all five of them and I have many more, too!"
Pete, Emmett, and I put our hands up in surrender. We didn't need her going off her rocker and biting us, too. My sister was loving for the most part, but she also had this sadistic, psychotic side to her. Eh, maybe the master's bites will work to our advantage.
We logged off of Facebook for now. Emmett was going to monitor the situation. He was also going to join the realm that Maria was in on World of Warcraft and create more mock accounts. I know one thing, we definitely need to bump up our training if we're going to defeat Maria.
Edward's POV
Bella, Amanda, and I were hanging out at the Olde Queen's Tavern in New Brunswick, New Jersey together with Mike and Alice. Bella had sent a text out to Rose to meet us because she didn't want to be a fifth wheel. She was headed our way. This was definitely a college bar. It was chock full of Rutger's University students.
"Hey, baby, do you want to come to a party tonight?" Some drunk fucker approached Bella.
"No, thanks."
"Aw, come on, it's gonna be epic. It's at the FIJI house. I'm a pledge there, but I'm supposed to bring a date. Help out a desperate guy will ya?"
Mike put his arm around Bella. "Stay away from my girl, pledge! In fact, drop and give me fifty and recite the mission statement while you do so!"
"What in God's name are you doing, Michael?" Alice asked in a whisper.
"I'm just fucking around with a pledge. They're so easy to manipulate."
A crowd gathered around the poor pledge and started counting off his push-ups.
A guy with a Phi Gamma Delta t-shirt on approached Mike. "Dude, you're not in our house!"
"No, I'm a brother from University of Washington. I'm visiting my sister Amanda, she goes to Princeton."
"Oh, man, she's cute. Are you single, babe?"
"No, this is my boyfriend, Eddie." Amanda snuggled into me.
"Too bad. Well, shit, since you're visiting come on over to our house. The Island Party is tonight. I'm Josh, by the way." He stuck his hand out to shake ours.
"I'm Mike—good to meet ya and hell, yeah! We'll be there! Give us the address to your house."
"Can I stop now, sirs?" the poor pledge begged, exhausted.
Josh told him to stop and recite the names of the 'Immortal Six'. He did, was excused, and told to haul ass to the FIJI house and await the paddle. I wonder what the paddle is?
"Well, damn, we've got to go get bathing suits. Island Parties are epic!"
We walked out of the bar just as Rose was pulling up with Charlotte sitting in the passenger seat. Bella climbed in with them while the rest of us got into Mike's Pathfinder. I heard Bella explaining that we were going to a party and we needed to grab swimsuits really quick. The only thing we could find was a Walmart which made Alice happy because she could use her employee discount. We purchased our suits quickly, actually, we made Mike buy them since it was his idea for us to go to the party. We also stopped by at a liquor store and picked up a few cases of Jack Daniels—we planned on enjoying this party.
Four hours later, it was past midnight and we were all three sheets to the wind. None of us were going to be driving home so I thought I'd be proactive and call for a backup driver. I tried Riley, but his phone was off, so I tried Vicky—no dice there either. I know, I'll call Emmett.
"Edward?" Emmett answered right away.
"Me drunky pick me uppy?" I chuckled.
"Where the fuck are you? Is Rose with you? I got a text from her earlier that she and Char were meeting you guys in New Brunswick."
"Rosie drunky too..."
I was interrupted by Alice. "We're all drunk! Teehee! The human guys are all so drunk that they can't tell that I have fake boobies in my bikini top. Ooh! Bella's going to do a funnel, yippee!"
Jasper suddenly came on the phone. "Alice! Alice! Where are you?"
"Use your vampire senses!" Alice giggled before hanging up the phone.
"Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella!" the crowd was chanting my sister's name as she expertly inhaled a bottle of Jack Daniels through a funnel.
"My turn!" Amanda yelled and assumed the position with the funnel. She downed the bottle of whiskey, then went tumbling towards the floor. I caught her before she could get there. She giggled into my arms and started kissing my neck.
An hour later, Jasper, Peter, and Emmett walked into the party looking for their wives. I think they scented us out. Mike was in the midst of doing a keg stand. He was holding onto both handles of the keg and doing a hand stand while someone was feeding him beer directly from the keg. Two guys were holding onto his legs. It looked like fun.
"Hey, I want to have a go!" I said, as soon as Mike was done. I dove into a handstand while some guy fed me beer from the keg. As soon as I was done, Emmett was standing in front of me.
"Where's my wife?"
"Emmy!" Rosalie came hopping out from a different room. She barreled into his arms and started plastering his face with kisses. Emmett's shirt was ripped off of him and the women at the party started swarming around him like flies on honey.
Bella came loping out from behind her. As soon as she saw the keg, my lush of a sister yelled, "Keg stands, yippee!" She effortlessly did a handstand while Mike poured beer straight from the keg into her mouth. The applause was thunderous considering she was clad only in a bikini and had one of the nicest bodies here. Everyone seemed to want to assist her.
"I found your wife, Jasper," I informed Jasper, kindly. "She's a party animal."
"I can see that," he answered through gritted teeth. As soon as Bella was done he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder caveman style. "Find your women, we're leaving."
Suddenly, the whole house erupted in hoots and hollers as The Time Warp song from The Rocky Horror Picture Show started playing. Amanda, Char, and Alice were standing on the pool table leading everyone. Jasper and Emmett left the house carrying their mates. The rest of us followed along and did the time warp. We were in the middle of dancing when it happened, the cops came in and stopped the party. I saw Pete grab Char, Amanda, and Alice and run out the back. The rest of us were all cuffed and thrown into paddy wagons. I heard Jasper yell, "We'll bail you out!"
Well, this is a new experience—I've never been in jail before.
Jail was fun! We were separated by sex and sitting in cells across from each other. The party continued in jail. Someone started singing 'Ninety-nine Bottles of Beer On the Wall' and we all joined in. There was another group of kids from a different frat party shoved into our cells. Suddenly, all hell broke loose and a fistfight broke out between the FIJIs and the Delta Chis—two opposing fraternities with a supposed rivalry against each other. I had to hold Mike back from attacking because with his strength, he could kill one of the humans. He resorted to screaming expletives at the Delta Chis.
About an hour later, Mike and I were finally bailed out by Jasper. He drove us to Pete's in Rose's BMW. When we arrived, he threw Mike and I over each shoulder, then tossed us into Pete's swimming pool. Well, that was mean. The two of us got out and hurled Jasper in next. He punched us both in our faces before the three of us eventually got out and walked into Peter's living room where Emmett was being restrained by Alice, Amanda, Bella, and Charlotte—stark naked, I might add.
"Help me!" Emmett cried. Rosalie appeared to be removing his pubic hairs using threads. Peter was sitting in a chair cackling. He approached our imprisoned brother with a bottle of Jack and started pouring it into Emmett's mouth. He started lapping at the elixir greedily.
"Why the hell am I being subjected to this?"
"I need to practice my threading, that's why? You're lucky Gianna's not here. She would spank you for being uncooperative." Rose replied.
"Edward, do me a favor and hold his right leg down," Jasper requested.
"Um, okay."
As soon as I had hold of Emmett's leg, Jasper picked Bella up, and carried her upstairs. A minute later, I was overcome with an urge to bury myself inside Amanda. The two of us ripped our bathing suits off and were fucking in the middle of Pete and Char's living room on top of Emmett's legs. A naked Rose was straddling Emmett and bouncing up and down on top of him. Meanwhile, Mike had taken Alice missionary style on the coffee table. Pete was receiving a blow job from Charlotte as he sat in a chair.
"Oh my God! What's going on? I can't stop fucking Emmett," Rose panted.
Emmett, suddenly stood up, flinging me and Amanda off of him. Amanda promptly climbed on top of my cock. Emmett shoved Rose up against a wall and started fucking her. I could hear everyone moaning in ecstasy, everyone, that is, except for Jasper and Bella.
"Harder Emmett, harder! You know how I like it!" Rosalie cried.
Amanda moved down to suck me off. I was in a complete frenzy. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mike taking Alice doggie style. Oh no! My dick is shrinking.
"Edward! Get your shit up! What the hell?" Amanda complained. I turned my head to see Charlotte masturbating in full view for Peter. Ah...much better. Schwing. My boner was back. Ahhh!
A few hours later, we were all sitting sated, yet bewildered, in the living room.
"This didn't happen," Rose stated with conviction.
"No," we all agreed.
"I'm going to kill Jasper," Alice said. "There was absolutely no warning. I couldn't hear a peep out of them."
"That would be Pete's fault. He completely soundproofed their room," Charlotte explained.
Jasper and Bella came bouncing down the stairs, freshly showered, and full of joy. They took in the sight of the demolished living room and the eight of us completely naked. "What the hell happened here?" Jasper asked.
Rose narrowed her eyes and grabbed her threading kit. "Get him," she growled. In an instant, Jasper was laying naked on the living room floor being held down by everyone except for Bella. Rose started threading his body hairs off of him. Jasper was howling in pain, begging for mercy. By the time, Rose was done, the only hair left on Jasper were his eyebrows and the hair on top of his head. She even got his underarm hairs.
When we finally released him, Jasper got up and screamed, "Oooowwww! What the fuck was that for? Damn!"
Rose slapped him across the face. "You projected and caused an orgy. We were all fucking our mates in front of each other, you bastard."
Jasper and Bella started chuckling.
"It's not funny, Bella!" Rose admonished.
"Yes, it is." Bella couldn't stop laughing.
Rose started giggling, too. "You're right, it is."
We all started laughing and Jasper projected the humor around the room. We all took showers and got dressed.
Alice's cell phone started ringing. It was Esme. "Where in hell are you kids?" It's eleven am on a Saturday morning! Alistair and I had to open up the store for Mike and Edward and Tanya's looking for Amanda? Everyone's cell phones seems to be off."
"Oh! We'll be right home. Thanks for opening the store up for them, Esme. We're in New Jersey, we just lost track of time."
I checked in the pocket of my shredded swim trunks and saw that my phone was water logged. I would need a new one. Mike saw that his was in the same state from when Jasper threw us in the water. We would need new phones. "Amanda, is your phone okay?" I asked.
She checked inside of her pocket. "Yep, it shut off because I forgot to charge it."
Meanwhile, Jasper checked and saw that his iPhone, too, had been completely immersed in water. "Shit! You guys get to work, give me your phones, I'll take care of getting new ones for you. I'll bring them by later."
We handed Jasper our damaged phones. Alice handed him hers, too. He looked, quizzically, up at her.
"I hate my phone."
"Okay, I'll get you a new one, too."
"Weee! Thank you, Jasper! It can be my birthday present. Today's my birthday!"
"Oh! We'll have to celebrate." Bella smiled. "Are you off today?"
"Nope, I have to go in from two to ten. Will you come visit me at work?"
"Sure."
It was amazing how much Alice had changed. She actually enjoyed working. She started out working at Walmart as a floor associate, getting paid a dollar above minimum wage, she fast-tracked her way through the management training program, and two years ago, she was finally made a store manager and was getting paid almost a hundred thousand dollars plus bonuses. Jasper was handling her and Mike's money and building it up for them. Of course, Alice was helping everyone by looking into stock futures for everyone. I asked her if we'd ever catch up to Jasper. She told me that even if we combined everyone's assets, including Carlisle and Peter's considerable ones, we wouldn't even reach a third of what Jasper and Bella were worth. That made me laugh because Bella was still so careful with her spending. The only person more careful than Bella was Alice—no, maybe Rex. He was pretty cautious, too.
Alice, Amanda, Mike, and I took off for Connecticut. We talked about how much fun we had at the party. We all agreed that Bella was a party animal. I would have loved to see her in college, she must have been a hoot. She knew every single drinking game that was played, actually so did Mike. Those two must have partied hard during college.
As we pulled into the strip mall where our store was located, an angry Esme came outside with her hands on her hips. She lectured us, and rightfully so, about responsibility when owning a business. All of us were careful not to mention the fact that Bella and Rose were with us. She had a tendency to burst out crying when hearing their names. It was her own damn fault she lost them, though. I had never been so angry in my life than when I heard how she had lied about Carlisle and Bella. Amanda kept screaming at me about how she wanted to move out and how Esme's always made her feel uncomfortable. The six of us remaining in what was now Riley's house, have often discussed it and what we all really wanted was for Esme and Alistair to move out. The rest of us actually enjoyed living together as siblings. Riley, Mike, and I got along really well as did Vicky, Alice, and Amanda. Irina and Laurent have said that they'd move back in with us as soon as Esme and Alistair move out. It didn't look like that was happening anytime soon. None of us felt right about throwing Esme out.
Another thing that bothered the hell out of us was the fact that Carlisle, Bella, and Rose couldn't come over to our house as long as Esme and Alistair were there. Pete, Rex, Irina, and Laurent wouldn't come over either. Another pair that couldn't stand them was Felix and Gianna. Gianna took an instant hatred to Esme the first time she met her and tried to mother her. Gianna told Esme straight away that she had her own mother that could never, ever be replaced so kindly fuck off.
Esme was learning very fast that not everyone wanted a mother. I had to admit that she was putting in a greater effort to not smother us, though. I think she was terrified of losing the children who still considered her their mother. Only time would tell what would happen. What Esme needs to understand that with all of us, our mate's well-being comes before hers. In my case, Amanda was slowly reaching her boiling point and if necessary, I would move out of the house just to keep a smile on her face.
Esme's POV
Life was moving along and my relationship with my children was improving slowly, but surely. The one thing that I'll regret always is my loss of Bella, Rose, and Peter. I'll also regret not having Carlisle as a friend. It's no one's fault, but my own. I was so caught up in my own misery that I deluded myself into believing that Carlisle was having an affair with Bella and Rose. As crazy as it sounds, it made being betrayed by my husband of a hundred years easier to deal with. I let my jealously of Carlisle's paternal relationship with Bella and Rose fester into an imaginary affair because it would have been the worst case scenario. That way, I was justified in my feelings of anger, jealousy, hate, and betrayal. Of course, the relationship never existed and in the end, I ended up losing out by betraying the trust of, not only the three of them, but also of the rest of my children and my nieces and nephews.
Alistair understood and forgave me almost immediately. Bella also forgave me, but her last words to me were that she could never forget my betrayal and preferred to not risk being hurt by me ever again. I've asked Jasper to see if there was any way that Bella and I could make amends, but he told me directly that he didn't see any real possibility of that ever happening and he also informed me that he didn't trust me nor Alistair near his mate. Riley also expressed a similar sentiment as did Emmett in regards to both Bella and Rosalie.
I called Carlisle to try to make amends, but he told me that he would prefer it if we led separate lives without keeping in touch. He wished me luck with Alistair and said that he'd always pray that I had the best in life. I asked him to take care of himself and my daughters, Bella and Rose. He assured me that his daughters' happiness would always be one of his top priorities.
I knew from talking to my kids that Bella, Rose, and Carlisle were doing well. Rose and Peter's business was recently touted in an article as being the most honest and efficient auto repair shop in New Jersey. I was very proud of them. Bella and Carlisle were still attending school together. I heard that they have mutual college friends with whom they associate with outside of school. Carlisle also spent time with everyone in the family. Unlike me, he didn't have to work on his relationship with everyone and they all seemed to prefer him as a brother anyway.
Alistair was doing his best to become accustomed to life being surrounded by family. He had a bit of a rocky start establishing a relationship with everyone, especially considering that he nearly killed Carlisle and Bella because of me. They did respect that he was operating purely out of vampire instincts, but they couldn't accept the fact that he attacked them without any provocation whatsoever. Alistair regretted his actions too, it cost him his friendship with Carlisle and, now that he's heard so much about her, he wants to get to know Bella, but it's something that was not possible.
I was swapping out curtains in the living room when an SUV pulled up in the driveway. Jasper and Bella both got out, he embraced her and gave her a deep kiss on her lips. She, then, hopped into the driver's seat and drove away. It was the first time I had seen her since the night she was attacked, Bella was still as beautiful as ever.
Jasper walked inside of the house and greeted me with a peck on the cheek. He was here for his weekly visit. Alistair came into the living room and shook his hand.
"Alistair, how are you?"
"Good, the book you loaned me on the Civil War was quite interesting. The Union Army seems like a lot of vagrants to me." Jasper had been loaning Alistair books on the Civil War—of course, most of Jasper's books were pro-Confederacy so he was getting an extremely skewed viewpoint, but at least they were getting along.
"I brought more for ya." Jasper handed Alistair a stack of books. "This one is Bella's favorite. It delves more into the emotions of the soldier."
"Ah, it must be excellent, then. I'll save this one for last."
"Jasper, why did Bella drop you off today. Usually, you drive yourself." I was curious so I had to ask.
"Oh, well, she's taking Irina car shopping. Her Explorer finally puttered out. It was fifteen years old for God's sake. Afterwards, they're going shopping for a benefit ball that's being held to raise money for the homeless next weekend. It's being put together by Irina's work."
"Oh, well, that's nice." I would love to go to the benefit, but it's obvious that I'm not invited. I, also, would have enjoyed shopping with Bella. I couldn't stop the tears that came to my eyes. Jasper sent me some calm, I thanked him. I had lost so much because of my immaturity, Bella was one of my favorite daughters. She had my venom running through her because I loved her that much. I still hadn't come to terms with my loss.
Jasper, Alistair, and I sat down in the living room. Emmett came inside about ten minutes later. This is what it's come to for me, waiting for visits from my sons and being unable to visit them at their homes because I wasn't permitted in their homes.
Irina's POV
"Bella, it's official, I hate car shopping. That was the sixth dealership and the guy was a complete crook plus he tried to grab my ass. Maybe we should have Jasper help us."
"I'm beginning to think the same thing. I'll tell you what, I'll text him now and have him meet us later, meanwhile we'll go shopping for the gowns for the benefit—that way he can spend some time visiting with Esme."
"Sounds good. Now, where should we go for the gowns? I still don't know this area well."
"Hmm...beats me. Should we call Tanya?"
"No way! She has different tastes from us, she dresses like a ho. Let's just go to the Stamford Town Center."
"Okay, ooh...Jasper just texted me back. He wants to know where he and Emmett should meet us. I'll just have him meet us at the Stamford Town Center at five. That'll give us a few hours."
I loved spending time with Bella. She and I made it a point to spend Saturdays together. That's when Jasper usually visited Esme. I was glad when Bella told me that she wrote her off. When I heard how Alistair attacked Carlisle and Bella, I nearly went over and cindered them both myself. I'm extremely protective of Bella—she's like a daughter to me and when I heard she was attacked I flipped out and flew into a rage. I heard that her shield saved them both. I was so happy that my father had trained her so she had full control of both shields. I called him in India immediately and told him what had happened. I'd never heard Eleazar so enraged. He called Esme up, chewed her out, and told her that if she approached his family again—including his niece Bella, he'd ship her and Alistair straight off to the Volturi to face charges of attacking another vampire without provocation—the penalty of which is death or torture.
"Bella, I really like driving this Tahoe. It's comfortable, it drives like Riley's Suburban." I was driving because Bella, to this day, hates driving and she tries to limit it as much as possible. We've all gotten used to Bella handing the car keys off to us when she picks us up. It's a good thing, too, because she drives like a snail. We've all joked about Bella and Garrett one day having a race to see who gets to the finish line last. Between the two of them, they were the slowest drivers on earth. Actually, we had Felix to add to the mix now. He finally got his license after Jasper signed him up for a driver's ed class. I can't believe those Volturi fuckers never taught him how to drive. Anyway, he's so terrified about driving that he always goes five miles under the speed limit. He also has to drive a Honda Civic because he can't drive anything larger—not even Vicky's Camry. He thought it was too big. He looks so goofy being hunched over and driving such a small car. Gianna rarely lets him drive—she always loses her patience with him and starts spanking him.
Bella and I went into Sak's Fifth Avenue and started browsing through their evening gown section. I was a bit taken aback because she was looking through full priced gowns for once.
"Bella, why aren't you looking through the gowns on sale?"
"I'm challenging myself. I'm going to try to buy my entire ensemble at full retail."
"Why?"
"Oh, because of Alice. We went shopping at Kohl's the other day and there was a shirt that I really liked so I bought it, but Alice lectured me on retail markups and being irresponsible with Jasper's money, blah, blah, blah and I ended up suffering from an extreme case of buyer's remorse and returned it."
"How much was the shirt?"
"It was only thirty-four dollars. I ended up with a four dollar tank top instead."
I started giggling. Alice Newton had gone from being a shopaholic to a spendthrift.
We grabbed several gowns and tried them on. Bella started laughing at the sight of me in one of them. "Oh my God! That looks horrific on you. I think you can hide Laurent inside—and Emmett." The gown was strapless and shaped like a bubble—it literally, expanded outwards starting at the the top and it looked like I was wearing a tafetta garbage bag.
"He'd enjoy that. Well, maybe not Emmett."
"Teeheehee. Try something a bit more sheer. This one fit nicely, but the color doesn't go with my hair. It'll be nicer with yours. You're so lucky to have such pretty hair."
"Bella, your hair is pretty too. All you have to do is run a hairbrush through it instead of throwing it up into a ponytail all of the time."
"Yeah, but you have pretty, shimmery, silver blonde hair. It's so beautiful."
"Thank you, Bella. Oh! You're right, this shade of apricot does look good on me. I think I've found my dress."
"Good, I'm taking this cobalt blue one. I thought I'd do something different than my usual hot pink or black."
"Alright, let's find some shoes to go with it and then we can have the saleslady call the seamstress up to take up the hem. I think I need the bustline taken in a bit as well."
Bella pulled up on the halter. "Just about an inch or so, maybe you should go down one size." She ran out and grabbed a smaller dress. I was only five feet two inches and very slender.
I tried it on—it fit perfectly, except for the length. The saleslady brought us both a pair of strappy silver sandals that paired perfectly with our chiffon gowns. She called the seamstress who told us she could have the gowns ready for us two Saturdays from today. Well, that wasn't going to work for us. Bella took a page out of Jasper's book and told her that five hundred dollars cash was hers if she could have them ready for us by five pm today. The seamstress jumped at the opportunity, took both dresses, and went straight to work. We still had a couple of hours left so we went to Victoria's Secret. Bella and I each had a coupon for a free pair of panties from their Pink line so we went to redeem them.
Around five pm, we met Jasper and Emmett. The four of us went to collect the dresses from the smiling seamstress. She asked us to try the gowns on to make sure they were the correct length. They were absolutely perfect. Bella pulled Jasper's wallet out of his pocket and paid her the five hundred dollars that she promised.
When we got into the car, I had to ask, "Bella, how much cash do you have on you?"
"Hmm...let me see. She dug through her pockets. Twenty-eight, no wait, twenty-nine cents. Why? Do you need it?"
Jasper, Emmett, and I all sighed. We've all told her to carry at least a twenty with her at all times, but does she listen? Nope. Never. Jasper grabbed her wallet out of her purse and stuffed a few bills into it. "What if I get pickpocketed?"
Alright, that has happened before. For an observant girl, Bella had a tendency to be a bit clueless. She's always misplacing her keys and she's been pickpocketed twice since moving to Manhattan. She's taken to simply carrying her license and debit card only in her front pocket so she doesn't attract the attention of thieves anymore. Yep, some vampire my daughter is, huh?
"Bella, just make an effort to be a little more aware of your surroundings. Now, what kind of car do you want Rina?"
"I like this one, but now that I've been driving it around for a while, I think I might need something a bit scaled down because of my height."
"Well, do you absolutely have to drive an SUV?"
"Yes, you remember the snow we had last year."
"Good point."
"What about Edward's Volvo?"
"Too pretentious."
"Okay, so we look. No luxury brands, must be an SUV, and on a smaller scale than the Tahoe."
"Right." I loved Jasper. He was so perfect for Bella and always looked out for her best interests. He and I had always gotten along well.
We went to dealership after dealership and I finally ended up with a Toyota Rav-4. I'm more than positive that Jasper used his gift on the sales manager because I got a phenomenal deal on it. We stopped by at my sisters' house afterwards—their house had become the gathering spot on Saturday nights. Everyone, with the exception of Alice, was already there. They were setting up a surprise birthday party for Alice.
An hour later, Alice came trudging home. She was running late. "Surprise!" we all yelled.
Alice was absolutely stunned and touched at the same time. There was something else wrong with her, though. "What's wrong, Ali?" Mike asked.
She broke down and started sobbing. Oh, it's just that...I'm not really in the...p...partying...m...mood. I had to take the bus home, someone stole my car! I know it's old and...what...not...but still. I couldn't even call the police because I gave Jasper my cell phone this morning."
"We'd better call the police!" Bella said, worriedly.
"I'll take care of it," Mike said, glumly. "Why don't we open presents first? Maybe that'll cheer you up. We'll think about the bad stuff tomorrow."
Alice started opening her gifts. From Laurent and me, she received a gift card to Walmart. Why? It's her favorite store so we figured, why not? Char and Peter gave her a gift bag filled with sex toys from Char's shop. Edward, Amanda, Tanya, and Rex gave her a ton of new clothes from Amanda and Tanya's shop. Riley and Vicky gave Alice two tickets to a Broadway show. Rose and Emmett gave her and Mike a weekend stay at the Sheraton Manhattan. They had coordinated the date with Vicky and Riley's theatre tickets. Garrett and Katie gave her a Visa Gift Card. Felix and Gianna gave her a gift card to Victoria's Secret. Jasper and Bella gave her a new iPhone plus a mess of iTunes cards. Carlisle, who couldn't make it, gave her a brand new Coach handbag.
"Thank you so much, guys!" Alice gushed.
Mike suddenly stood up and pulled Alice up. One more present, Ali. We all followed them. In the garage, with a big red bow tied to it, was a brand new Toyota Prius.
"Oh my God! Michael, this is too much!"
"You deserve it, you work hard and you've been driving that clunker of yours for ten years now. You needed something more reliable plus the Prius gets great gas mileage cause it's a hybrid. We get a break on our taxes next year, too."
"I love you, Michael!" Alice kissed him on the lips. Aww, that was sweet. "Did you take my car?"
"Yeah, I needed it for the trade. It was only worth three hundred bucks."
"That's still something, isn't it?"
"Yeah, it is." The couple stood holding each other. The rest of us went inside of the house to give them some privacy.
"That was so cute!" Bella stated.
"How come you aren't sweet like that, Emmett?" Rose asked her husband.
"Alice isn't as picky about cars as you are."
"I am not picky about cars!"
There were several people clearing their throats and I swear Bella coughed something like "bullshit."
A few hours later, the party broke up and we all went our separate ways. I reminded everyone about the benefit ball next weekend. It helps to have a big family during events like those. I was passionate about helping the homeless and my family were all going to suck it up, eat human food, and attend just because they knew how important it was to me. They really were a big bunch of softies.
So, Maria's back, Vicky's horny, Bella and Mike are party animals, Jasper is the ultimate orgy inducing empath, Esme's bummed, Irina and Bella make a good pair, and Alice and Mike are sweet. Let me know what you thought. I'll always reply to your reviews. XOXO