Virgin Blood
Chapter 11
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Bella woke to find Jasper and Edward standing over her bed, staring down at her. Well, Edward was staring at her, Jasper was staring somewhere off to her left.
Bella with a sudden horror quickly realized that she was naked, and her eyes roamed the bed for a blanket to cover herself with. There was nothing there though. She pulled her legs up to curl herself into a little ball.
"Edward?" she questioned nervously. She looked at his face, trying to read his expression, but it was completely blank. It scared her more than his mocking smirks from the first night she was here.
Her mind was furiously trying to deny what she knew was happening now. She wasn't a virgin. Edward only wanted virgins.
"Please," Bella gasped out before she could stop herself. Please what? Please let me stay? Please don't hurt me? What were they going to do with her?
Edward walked over and sat down on the bed next to her.
"What's going on?" Bella asked desperately, "Edward?" Her heart was beating so fast.
"Edward?" her voice was tiny and pleading, but he still didn't answer her. His expressionless face was the scariest thing of all. All humanity was gone.
Suddenly, Bella was laying on her back, Edward easily holding her down by her shoulders. Jasper held her ankles apart, spreading her legs out indecently wide. The air assaulted her tender pussy.
"What's going on?" Bella begged, "What are you doing?" She kicked her legs and fought wildly, but she could barely move at all with the two men pinning her down.
Jasper pulled out a knife and held it against her labia, the sharp blade poised menacingly against her tender skin.
"No, no," Bella begged. She tore her eyes back to Edward and he bared his fangs.
Jasper cut her. There was so much blood. It was running from her pussy, down her thighs. "Stop," Bella whimpered out, but the damage was already done.
"Edward, I'm yours," Bella begged to his stony face. "Please, Edward, I'm yours."
"Goodbye, Bella," his voice held that scary, threatening quality it had when he had fucked her the night before. He bit her neck.
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Bella woke up with a silent scream on her lips. Her heart was racing and her skin was damp with sweat. She glanced around the room, which was still the same, but Edward and Jasper weren't there. She was alone.
It had just been a dream, she reassured herself. It was just a dream.
She pulled the blanket that was covering her tighter around herself. The night before came back to her suddenly. Edward had had sex with her. She could feel the evidence of it now in the pain she felt between her legs.
She was no longer a virgin.
Bella moved the blankets off of herself to inspect the throbbing area. She touched her cunt, and when she pulled her hand away, there was a tiny amount of blood on her fingers.
Normally, Bella would arise as soon as she woke, but now she just laid back down in the bed. She wasn't really sure what time it was, but had a feeling that she had slept later than usual. Edward kept her up during the night for so long that she usually only woke up around midday as it was. Perhaps it was already past lunch time.
As though to give her an answer to her question, a short while later there was a soft knock on the door. "Bella, it's Jasper. I brought you some lunch. Are you hungry?"
Bella's dream came back to her, Jasper holding her legs apart.
"Wait a second," Bella shook off the image as stood up from bed. She quickly slipped a dressing gown over her head and tied her robe on before walking over to open the door.
Jasper stood there holding a tray of food in his hands. He was wearing his customary neutral expression, but Bella thought she saw a hint of gentleness behind his eyes.
"Thank you," Bella said as she took the tray of food from him.
He turned and started to walk away.
"Jasper," Bella stopped him before she could think about what for.
"Yes?" he asked and turned around.
"Um, would you like to stay and eat with me?" she asked, having thought of nothing else to say. She had been eating lunch with Jasper for the past three days, and they had never spoken of anything of importance. Bella had been too nervous to ask the questions she really wanted answers to. Perhaps, though, she might get some information from him now?
"Sorry, Bella, I have a lot of work to do. Enjoy lunch," Jasper spoke calmly and without another word, turned and left.
Well so much for that, Bella thought wryly. She sat down and started to pick at her lunch.
What would happen now? Bella wondered not for the first time that morning. At least it didn't seem that Edward was immediately kicking her out, now that her status as virgin was kaput. But what would happen to her?
Edward had said that he had given the other girls money and had let them go. Bella hadn't questioned him on it further than that. Was it really true? Where had they gone? Had Edward fucked all of them before sending them away? Would the same thing happen to Bella now?
Bella's mind was reeling, and she found that she just didn't have much of an appetite as she set the rest of her lunch aside and laid back down in bed.
Thanks for the fuck and all the nice blood. Here's some money for your troubles, whore. See you later.
The steady throbbing between her thighs was a constant reminder to Bella of what was gone now. What she had willingly given up? She certainly hadn't tried to stop Edward last night from doing those things he did.
She sighed and closed her eyes, and even though she wasn't really tired, she drifted off into a light sleep.
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Bella woke up to the sound of voices coming from the next room, Edward and Jasper. At first she couldn't tell what they were saying, but they seemed to be talking quite seriously. She silently got out of bed and moved over to the door, wondering if they would reveal some answers to her questions.
"What did you do with the girl?" She recognized Edward's voice. What girl?
"I put her in an unused bedroom in the East wing. She's sleeping."
Bella's mind was racing. They couldn't be talking about her could they? There was another girl here?
"I wonder if the villagers got wind of your recent pension for petite brunettes." She recognized Jasper's voice again.
"I'm going now," was Edward's response a moment later, "Take care of things here. I shouldn't be gone long."
"What about Bella?" Jasper asked.
"Keep her in her room. I'll deal with her when I get back."
Bella covered her mouth to keep from gasping. She waited a moment, but it appeared as though Edward had left since they said no more. She stumbled back away from the door and sat numbly on the bed.
I'll deal with her when I get back. Edward's words replayed in her mind over and over again. Deal with her. Deal with her how?
She then heard the distinct sound of a key turning in the lock of her door. Jasper had locked her in.
Bella felt a deep sense of dread in her stomach. She tried to figure out what Edward's and Jasper's words meant, trying to think of anything other than the obvious, what was right in front of her face.
Edward got a new girl. A virgin. A petite brunette. She had been replaced. It was too painfully obvious. He would deal with her when he got back. He was going to do to her whatever he did to all the other girls. Was it really just a matter of letting her go? Would he really do that? Where would she go?
How could she have been so stupid? Bella started to cry. She had let him trick her. She had let him trick her into giving him everything he wanted.
I kept them until I got bored. Edward's words suddenly came flying back into her mind. He was bored with her, she thought desperately. That was all she was to him. Entertainment. And now he was bored, so he got someone new.
Bella curled up in a tight little ball and let herself drown in her own misery. She had started to think of him as a man, letting herself forget what he really was. A monster.
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Bella sat stoically on the bed, staring at the empty fireplace. She had managed to get herself under control.
All night. Edward hadn't come. She had spent most of the night crying, falling in and out of sleep. When she woke up the next morning, she felt a stony resolve. She put her dress on and sat down on the bed, waiting for what would come next.
She heard a knock on the door and immediately knew it was Jasper. Edward wouldn't knock.
"Bella," Jasper called out and opened the door. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"You locked me in," Bella simply told him, looking at him in the face. Jasper was refusing to look at her again.
"Sorry. Edward wasn't here last night. I...it was just for your own protection."
"Where was Edward?" Bella asked, not really believing that Jasper would tell her.
"He had some business that he needed to take care of," was Jasper's reply. Bella could see the worry on Jasper's face, and it was unusual for him. Jasper was pretending as though nothing was wrong, Bella realized.
"Can I come out of the room now?" Bella asked, her voice flat. Fine then, she would pretend that nothing was wrong either, that she hadn't heard what she had last night.
Jasper hesitated.
"I thought I would go cook some breakfast," Bella added.
Jasper hesitated again, but then relented, stepping back out of the doorway, which he had been carefully blocking with his large frame. "Okay, well, I guess that's okay," Jasper said.
Bella stood up and started walking to the kitchens. Jasper followed her close behind.
"I know where it is, if you have other work to do," Bella said icily.
"No, it's okay," Jasper said as he followed her into the kitchen. Bella got the distinct feel that he was guarding her closely.
Bella immediately went about, starting to put a meal together. Jasper watched what she was doing and started to help her cook.
"Damn," Jasper muttered when he saw that it was starting to drizzle outside.
"What?" Bella asked.
Jasper looked at her suspiciously. "I just remembered I left a rug outside," he answered her.
Bella shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, you can go get it. I think I'll be okay for a few minutes," her voice was sarcastic.
Jasper looked unsure of whether or not he wanted to leave her, but Bella refused to look at him, just continued with what she was doing.
Bella heard Jasper leave the room. Why was he watching her so intently? Did he suspect that she knew something?
Bella sighed and stared down at the food in her hands, then looked out toward the window.
Was Edward really just going to let her go? Or was that another lie?
She looked at the doorway that Jasper had just left. Jasper would be back soon, and she got the feeling that he was going to continue hovering over her all day, until Edward came back to "deal with her."
Bella was suddenly overcome with the feeling that this was her last chance. This was her last chance to take her life into her own hands.
Should she just sit and wait and trust that Edward was going to let her go now that he was done with her? Should she trust him like she had when she had given herself to him? She had been a fool then. Was she still a fool now?
Bella's mind flashed back to her dream. Would Edward kill her? Would he drain her life blood as though she were nothing to him?
She was nothing to him.
This was her last chance.
In a sudden kick of adrenaline, Bella dropped what she was holding and ran toward the back of the kitchen, through the butler's pantry and into the narrow servant's hall. She had come to know the castle well. She knew that Jasper would most likely be at the East side of the house, so she headed west.
She was almost at the door when she doubled back and as an afterthought and went into the parlor. She had explored the room well and knew exactly what she was going for. She opened the top drawer in a small cabinet and grabbed a box from the back. Inside were four gold watches. Bella grabbed one before shoving the drawer back in place. She would need something. Something to get he on her feet. She could't leave with absolutely no money. Edward wouldn't even miss it.
She ran back to door and dashed out into the light drizzle. The weather was getting colder and Bella shivered outside as the wetness hit her skin. She was only wearing a thin pair of house slippers, and her feet were instantly drenched through by the wet grass.
The house was surrounded on three sides by large cliffs and ocean. There was only one way away from the house. Bella took off in a run. There was a large expanse of grass and dirt, but the protection of the woods wasn't too far off in the distance. If she could just make it there, she would be hidden.
Bella pushed her legs as fast as she could go, the adrenaline kicking in. Her heart was beating a thousand beats a minute as her feet carried her further and furthers away from Edward's castle.
She was so close.
If she could just make it to the tree line, she would be hidden. She would have some protection.
Bella tripped over a large rock and stumbled to her knees. Her dress was instantly covered in mud and little stones stuck to the palms of her hands where she had caught herself. She scrambled back to her feet, though, and barely stopped moving toward her destination.
In a moment, Bella hit the tree lines. Jasper hadn't stopped her. She had escaped.
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(So what do you think? Don't worry, you haven't missed anything. I've decided to write this chapter and the next out of order to build a little suspense. Intrigued?
As far as the characteristics of the vampires in this story, they are pretty different from Twilight canon. I've imagined my own twist on them and they will be revealed as the story progresses. I have a few ideas that I think might surprise you guys.
Thanks so much to everyone who left a comment :)