You're mind is like a sieve, you'll forget about me. You were just a toy, a distraction. I never loved you.
Thankfully the nightmare didn't go much further because I was awaken by a very strange yet sexy vampire bouncing on my bed.
"Wakey wakey Bella Bean!" Peter sang.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"7 AM. Ooh red lace, my favorite!" Peter said as he spied my bra and panty set.
"Isn't it too early for a vampire kink fest involving a human. I need sleep, come back in a few hours. We can 'discuss' your issues then."I replied while rolling over and covering my head with the too plush pillow.
"Damn Char, let's pretend that she's not meant for the Major and we keep her. She says she's okay with kink." Peter commented.
"No." Was Charlotte's only reply.
"Who is this Major you keep referring to? Is he the mystery HE Charlotte mentioned?"
"All in due time young grasshopper." Peter chuckled.
"Fine I'll play your game Peter. God knows I can't fall back asleep with you playing ten little monkeys on my bed. What do you want as this ungodly hour?"
"I want you to help me make breakfast. Pretty please?" Peter cooed.
"The puppy dog pout doesn't work when the color of your eyes are ruby red." I retorted.
"Sassy as can be, he is going to have a blast with you."
"For exactly how long will that blast last?" I asked.
"For eternity, sweet cheeks."
"Uh huh, sure. Well since I'm up and helping you with my breakfast how about you give me a lift to the kitchen? I'm feeling quite lazy this morning." I asked.
"Piggy back or bridal?" Peter asked.
"You pick I'm too tired to care."
Peter swooped me up in his arms and decided to hold me so that I faced him chest to chest and then he grabbed my legs and wrapped them securely around his waist. When I looked at him with a raised brow he simply stated that I gave him the choice and this was how he preferred to carry me. Ah a pervy vampire, he just wanted to stare at my boobs which were now inches from his face. Can't blame a guy I mean vamp for trying can ya?! As soon as he set me down Char smacked him upside the head.
"Ow woman, what was that for?" Peter asked.
"It's for perving on our guest. Be nice or I'll tell the Major that you were trying to steal her away from him." Char threatened.
"No no no, I'll be good. Don't tell him that. You remember the last time I took something of his he tore my arm off and hid it for a week. Not fun. I like my arm where it's at."
Quickly Peter scurried around the kitchen using vampire speed and then stopped in front of the stove. He had a bunch of ingredients set aside and waved me over to him.
"You're making eggs, bacon, toast with butter and jelly, and coffee. OJ is in the fridge. I'm supervising so hurry up and get cracking."
I started making the food and then Peter interrupted me to tell me to use all the food. "Peter I can't eat all of that, have you seen how small I am?" I answered.
"I know make it anyway."
"But –"
"No buts, just do it Bean." Peter said with a smirk.
"Alright alright, damn annoyingly cryptic, kinky, pervy vampire." I mumbled.
"I heard that I'm not cryptic. It's not my fault that I can only give you half the answers." Peter whined.
"Half the answers, does this have to do with the 'gift' that Char mentioned you have? Are you a seer?" I said. Like Alice.
"Hell no, don't put me in the same category as Mary Alice Brandon Cullen psycho pixie extraordinaire!"
"I take it you have met the Cullens?" I replied.
"Unfortunately and I can tell you that aside from Emmett and Rosalie they are all a bunch of veggie eating morons. My gift is different, the best description I can give is that I just know shit."
"I agree with you about Emmett but Rosalie is a bitch and a half. Besides Carlisle and Esme were always doting on me. I never was allowed to really know Jasper because the mind rapist thought he was too dangerous to be near me. Please, as if. Edward was the only one truly dangerous for me to be around and I dated him before he dumped me in the woods and called me a distraction and a toy. Stupid little fucker actually made me spill good tears over his stupid ass."
"Bean?"
"What?"
"The foods done, here's the plates." Peter said indicating for me to load them up.
"Peter if you haven't noticed there's only one of me. Why are you giving me two plates?" I said as he pulled out a tray and placed the plates and two mugs of coffee and two glasses of OJ on it.
"Follow me and find out." He replied.
Cryptic bastard.
-0-0-
Peter led me to a closed door at the end of the hallway on the second floor and he was about to call for Char when she appeared beside me. "I'll go in, we don't want a repeat of last time do we?" She said.
"No ma'am. When it's safe I'll send Bean in with the tray." Peter replied.
Char unlocked the door and slowly peaked around it like she was expecting something to jump out at her. I heard her whispered voice saying that everything was going to be fine now and that they had brought a surprise for the mystery person hiding in the room. "Bean, bring in the tray and lay it on the bed." Char called out to me.
Peter handed me the tray and winked. Have I mentioned he's a cryptic bastard.
I walked in and placed the tray on the bed as instructed and turned in the direction I knew Charlotte to be. That's when I saw her, Angela. She was unharmed and alive. At least she looked unharmed. She was cowering in the corner with her knees pulled up tight to her chest, staring at the floor and rocking slightly. She was also mumbling something that sounded like 'I can't believe he would do this to me'. She had to be referring to Mike. Did he touch her? Did he beat her? I'm gonna find him and kill him one day.
Charlotte must have realized what I was thinking because she told me that according to Peter he hadn't physically raped her but had both touched her and beat her before putting her on the auction block. Peter happened to be the one at the auction and his 'Spidey senses' told him that she was important and needed to be rescued. He purchased her for $2.8 million dollars and they have kept her safe since then.
"Char I need to get her home, NOW." I whisper yelled.
"Sorry sweet cheeks, you have to fix her first and I'm not sure how long that's going to take. Something about her is very important and you need to fix her before I help you take her home." Peter called through the doorway.
"Fine, we play your little game for now but no more 7AM wake ups for vamp kink fest. Oh and no watching me sleep that's just all kinds of creepy."
"Why would I watch you sleep? That has got to be the most boring past time ever."
"Yeah, exactly now scoot both of you I want to have a nice breakfast with my best friend." I said as I shooed Char towards Peter.