AN: AND I'M BACK! I HAD THE WORST CASE OF WRITERS BLOCK EVER FOR THIS CHAPTER. I WROTE GARBAGE AFTER GARBAGE UNTIL I FINALLY UNLOCKED THIS BEAUTY. I HOPE Y'ALL ENJOY IT!
Rated M for language, lemons, sex, drugs, rock'n'roll.
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Chapter 10
JPOV
PART1
Finding you, finding me
It's been three fucking days and no answer. Nothing. I tried to give Bella her space when they told me she didn't want to talk. If I could-… If she'd just let me explain.
I'm out of patience.
Ring. Ring. Ring. "You've reached Peter. For orgasms, press 1. For advice, press 2. For battle, hang up I'm not interested."
I growl into my phone, "Pick the fuck up, Peter. Where the hell did you and Edward run off to with my human?"
Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hi you've reached Edward, please leave your name, number, and a detailed message and I will return your call at my earliest convenience."
"Edward… hey… listen, I need to get ahold of Bella and I haven't been able to reach her. Give me a call when you get a chance." I don't know what he knows about what's happened with Bella and I, but I'm not about to blow that shit over the phone without getting the information I need.
Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hello?"
"Bella, I…"
"Got you!! Leave a message after the beep."
Don't break your phone. Don't break your phone. Don't break your phone.
"Bella, pretty girl, I miss you. I've been looking all over for you. I need to talk to you. I want to explain everything. I'm so sorry for what Alice did and I know I should have said something when she did that, but I was so stunned, same as everyone else. I swear I never meant for you to feel like I didn't want you. All I think about is you. Please just talk to me. I meant what I said. I promised I would…"
"If you're satisfied with your message press 1. To erase and re-record your message press 2."
I'm so fucking frustrated. I press one and stare at my phone like it's gonna magically give me the answers I need.
I'm scrolling through the contacts when I stumble across Charlotte. Peter did say he would be checking in with her soon.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?" Her sultry voice answers.
"Charlotte?!" It's been way too long.
"Well, as I neither live nor breathe, is that you, Jasper Whitlock?"
"It most certainly is, Miss Charlotte." Lay that charm on thick, Whitlock. You're gonna need it.
"What has you calling my phone today, Jasper?" She asked playfully.
"I was actually wonderin' if you'd heard from Peter. I can't seem to get ahold o' him."
"As a matter of fact I'm looking at him right now. He has some guests with him."
"So you heard?" Fuck!
"Oh yes I did. The human is delicious by the way. She's a real firecracker. I might just keep her." She's laughing at me.
"What the hell?! Can't y'all stop tryin to steal my human?" I'm addicted to her. I can't stop thinking about her. The culmination of all my planning and effort was undone by a couple of sentences. FUCKING ALICE!
"From what I heard, she's Edward's human. You stole her from him. What's the big deal? Don't you know how to share, Jasper?" Charlotte is teasing me. She should know that now isn't the best time.
"I don't share my things." I seethe.
A shuffle on the other end of the line ensues and I can suddenly hear her voice, my Bella, righteous in her anger,
"Is that what I am to you, jackass?! A thing? You make a bunch of promises and then you just sit there while Alice talks about wedding plans and shit. I don't have anything to say to you. I already told you I wasn't gonna fuck with half assed promises from vam-…"
"Okay, cookie, I think we should cut you off." Peter cuts in and mutters under his breath, "Damn, you're a lightweight."
"Bella, pretty girl, I miss you. I would never do that to you. I wasn't full of shit when I promised you I would never leave. Please, baby girl, please talk to me." She has to at least listen. She's with them so maybe I can convince her.
"I don't think she wants to talk to you, J." Peter chuckles.
"Peter, where the fuck are you?!" I growl. I've been doing an awful lot of fucking growling lately.
"Can't say. Cookie will decide when she's ready to see you. I'm just followin' her."
"And since when do you take orders from her?"
"Since I decided I wanted in between her incredibly edible legs. You know, Jasper, I'm a little put out that you dragged me all the way there to play your games and you didn't even bother to talk to Alice about it. Don't get me wrong, I've never really liked that damn nosy pixie, but I stood there while she gave you every opportunity to confess and you chickened out and pushed it later. This is on you, brother."
The line is dead. Did he just fucking hang up on me? I'm gonna rip that asshole's arms off and hide them in different states. His curiosity and boredom is gonna get him killed one day.
I rush my ass over to the house, "Emmet!"
"Yes?" He's grinning. I can sense he's about to say something crude that he believes is hilarious.
"I need you to trace a phone for me." I grumbled.
Rosalie huffs from the couch, peering over her auto magazine, "You can't seriously be considering going after that slut, can you? She made her choice. She and Edward ran off together and left you in the dust, brother. You were just a fuck toy for her to use and discard. The girl just has vamp envy and will stop at nothing to become a sparkly demon. As long as the dick sucks blood, she'll pretend to love them. You didn't think her feelings were real did you? Honestly I'm surprised the girl had that in her. I'm even a little impre-…"
"-Stop. Talking. Rose. I don't want to hear it. …You can't fake emotions. She was being authentic with me." I grumble. It's weird that everyone knows now. Alice made sure everyone knew before she took off.
"So, Major Infidelity, whose phone am I tracking?" Emmet smirks at me.
"Charlotte." I read out the number and he speeds off to his room.
Rosalie is eyeing me still. She starts talking again, "Jasper, I don't want you to get your hopes up about her. I don't want to see you get hurt over a stupid human slut."
"She's not a slut, Rose. I know you're concerned for me, but I know that what Bella and I share is real." My voice isn't as confident as I hoped it would be.
"What about Edward?" She cocks an eyebrow at me like I haven't already considered it.
"Edward is confused. He doesn't know what he wants. He just had his first sexual experience recently. He's not ready for a relationship with Bella."
"They've been together for a while, Jasper. We fought for them. Hell, we've killed for them. We put the whole family in danger with the Volturri and James's coven. You're telling me that the love we all fought for is done and that you and Bella are gonna be forever now?" Rosalie is challenging me. What's worse is that she's making a good point. I don't really have an answer for her.
I sigh, "I don't know how to respond to that, Rose. All I know is how I feel with her, about her. She's worked her way into my heart. She makes me feel worthy. She doesn't treat me like a monster, waiting for the moment I fuck up or snap."
Rose's face pinches together and I don't even think she knows what she's feeling right now. I've expressed to her many times my frustration with Alice's lack of faith in me. She knows how difficult it is for me to meet other vampires because of my scars. Bella is a respite in the darkness that surrounds me in the form of the fear and disgust I experience with everyone else. Bella is the only being, living or otherwise, who's never feared me. I let her down. I have to make it up to her.
Emmet flashes into the room with a huge grin on his face and a duffel bag. His excitement is a little overwhelming and I can feel it vibrate in my chest as he speaks, "Ready?"
"What's with the bag, Emmett?" I'm afraid to ask.
"Duh… road trip!" He chuckles at me like I'm the one who's slow because I couldn't catch on to his just-hatched, never previously discussed plan.
"You're not coming with."
"Oh, but dear brother, I think I am. I know where they are. I am gonna stroll in and hang out with my little sis. You can come if you'd like, but I am going." He grins at me.
Fuck!
"Fine. Just… please be cool about the whole… infidelity thing. She never said anything about it to me, but I know she feels guilty about sneaking around behind everyone's back."
He nods, unaffected by the emotions of what I just said, and grabs his keys from the hook shouting: "Later, Rosie. I'm gonna go have a kick-ass adventure!"
"Have fun, baby!" She smiles at him. His childlike behavior has Rosalie smiling softly to herself. Regardless of her own disposition, she absolutely adores his positivity and warmth.
Emmet loads up his Jeep and navigation system with the tracking information and we set off south, towards Oregon. He turns to me and smiles,
"So now that I have you in my car for three-and-a-half to four hours, how's about you tell me how this whole thing with Bella started."
"Emmet…" I growl.
"Jasper…" he teases, mimicking my tone.
I sigh. He's never gonna drop this.
"It started after the whole fight with James. Bella was at home recovering from it all and went to take a shower. Alice usually helped her, but this time she had to rush out because of some vision or something and left me there to look after her. I was under the impression that, since it was nearing the end of her recovery process, she would require less assistance in the bathroom. However, Bella is not very coordinated, even at full health, so naturally- she slipped and fell in the shower. When I came in to assist her, she was naked and glistening and fucking perfect.. and although I helped her without acting on my more.. 'uncivilized' urges, I still couldn't stop thinking about her. I couldn't stop fantasies from blooming after that encounter. Time went on and Edward did as Edward does, acting like a damn prude. I saw my opening to fulfill my desires and help the poor virgin out, but I felt greedy and gluttonous with her. I kept wanting more and our dalliances became more and more intense. They became spiritual. She's like nothing I've ever experienced before. She tries hard and she trusts me so completely. She's perfect."
"Wow, Jasper, I thought you guys were just screwing around. I had no idea that you were in love with her." He's taken aback.
"It kind of shocked me too."
"Well… now that you have… you know… I mean was it… uh… was it?" He wants to know how the sex was.
"Bella has a lot of raw talent." That's all I can say. It feels weird to talk about her like she's just a piece of ass.
"Damn, get it, B!" He shouts and slaps the steering wheel.
"Can we just kick back and listen to music for the rest of the drive, Em? I need to get my head right before I see my girl again."
"Sure thing, Jazz-man!" He laughs turning up the radio. One thing I can trust Emmet to always have on his iPod is great country music and filthy rap. He likes to make Bella blush whenever he has her in the car so of course the rap music has to be extra dirty. Fuck am I glad it's a country day. I don't need to be getting hard on a trip with Emmet.
Emmett and I stroll into the bar that his navigation led us to and immediately find Edward sitting in a booth near the back. With Charlotte.
Edward smirks at me and says, "Jazz, you are about to see something you don't like. Don't interfere. Tonight is about Bella's bucket list so she's crossing things off. If you have a problem with that, you can leave."
I roll my eyes, "Who's gonna make me leave, Edward?"
Emmett joins Edward at the table like we're not spitting venom at each other with every polite word. Peter jogs over at a human pace and levels with me, "None of us are gonna let you fuck with cookie's night tonight. She's getting ready to give up that pesky humanity and she's just trying to get in her experiences while she can."
I spot her across the bar, sitting next to some guy who in my opinion looks greasy and homeless. She's flirting with him, "So you sleep for eight hours a night. Oooh your skin is squishy and soft. That's kinda hot."
He's laughing at her, "Well beautiful, I think you're kinda hot."
She rolls her eyes playfully and twirls her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, "I've never kissed a real boy before. Would you like to be my first?"
What the fuck does she mean. I'm not real? Edwards not real? What about that mutt, Jacob?
He smirks and leans in toward her face and I watch her nose screw up in disgust. Yeah humans don't smell like us, baby girl. Sorry. Their lips meet and I can see her trying her hardest to find some sort of rhythm with him but they're not even on the same wavelength. His lust is rising while hers is falling and I watch her politely remove herself from him.
He smiles, "How was your first kiss, beautiful?"
She giggles, "it was different for sure. Listen, it's been fun but there's a reason I came here and I think I'm just about drunk enough to do it."
He leans in to whisper in her ear, cheap move, hombre, "-and just what are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna ride that fucking bull." She announces loudly into his ear causing him to stagger back a bit. "Sorry, I have trouble controlling my volume."
She doesn't. She's annoyed with how close he is and the way he smells. Anything to make him back the fuck up.
The announcer comes over the speaker and says:
"Okay everybody if I can have your attention please, we're about to have a grand ol' time with this here bull. Our first up for the night and for her very first time is Cookie the human. Weird name. Okay. Come on up Cookie the human."
The bar fills with scattered applause, lusty eyes of men light up at the sight of my precious drunk Bella. In the background I feel the shock of a man who just got smacked on the back of his head by what I assume to be his wife. The air is thick with the jealousy of wives and girlfriends as their men ogle my human.
I toss a glare in Peter's direction, "…Really, Pete?"
"She's the one that signed herself up. She thought it would be funny." He shrugs, putting a bottle of beer up to his lips, pretending to drink it. And also for dramatic effect.
She stumbles off her seat and practically skips toward the mechanical bull. She's grinning, "Ok! I'm ready!"
"Climb on up, Cookie. Now remember one hand only and you gotta last at least eight seconds. Good luck, sweetheart." The announcer laughs.
The ride starts off slower than normal and I'm guessing Peter tipped the guy to ease her into it, but she's holding very steady to the rope that's attached to the saddle and it doesn't appear to be shaking her too hard. The operator speeds it up a bit and the mechanical beast is thrashing. Bella is swaying and swinging about like crazy but she's still holding tight. I watch as her bare, milky thighs push themselves into the sides of that bull. As it swings her to face my direction, her hair whips to the side, covering her face. I can't stop my gaze as it drifts down her neck, past her collarbone and down into her cleavage as a small, glistening bead of sweat drips right in between those perfect breasts of hers. She's so fucking beautiful, even when she's drunk off her ass, which by the way, is barely covered by those tiny shorts I love so much. Fuck, she's perfect.
Peter leans over to me, "Well damn, your girl's got some serious grip in those thighs."
I swallow thickly as I stare, "That. She. Does."
I couldn't be more proud.
Bella's ride slows to a halt, and she slides off of the metal bull and onto the padded floor with a loud 'oof' sound before picking herself up off the floor. Charlotte walks over to her and smiles, "Miss Bella, you were absolutely incredible up there. I believe I owe you a kiss."
"I believe you're correct." Bella winks, opening the gate.
Charlotte grabs Bella around the waist with her right hand and tangles the fingers of her left in Bella's hair, pulling her close. Bella closes the distance between their lips and commits to a very hot, tongue heavy kiss. The men are hooting' and hollerin' and I'm about to… oh my god did Charlotte just slip her hand under Bella's waistband?
Bella moans into the kiss and slides her hands under Charlottes shirt toward her breasts. Peter and I are moving toward them before we even realize it because if they don't calm down the whole place is gonna be in the midst of an orgy in no time with my ability.
"Hey! What the hell… JASPER?!" Bella shouts, "How'd you get… what are you doing he… Who the fuck do you think you are?!"
Okay… angry Bella. "Bella… I…"
Edward is suddenly at my shoulder whispering, "Unless you want to get in a real bar brawl tonight you better take your hands off of her. The men in here are mad that you stopped the kissing and are just looking for a reason to hit you. Case in point."
Edward gestures to the man she had kissed earlier as kissy-guy saunters up trying to play the fucking hero, "Is this guy bothering you, beautiful?"
Bella cranes her neck and sneers at me, "No, just a misunderstanding. Why don't I follow you to the bar and you can buy me another drink, uh-…"
"-Brad." He offered.
"Thank you, Brad." She wiggles out of my reach defiantly and places her hand in his, "Oooh, so warm. Does anybody ever tell you that?"
She's a feisty little drunk.
"She's just trying to rile you up, Jazz." Edward smirks.
"Oh shut up, you're just loving this aren't you?" I snap.
"I'm not hating it." He grins and saunters back to the table where Emmett is sitting.
Peter has some random girl in the corner of the bar pinned to the wall, "Little girl, you smell divine. Where did you say you got that perfume?"
I roll my eyes and stare at Bella. The guy she's with is passing her a beverage that looks a little too cloudy for my taste, I send a wave of suspicion at Peter and his attention snaps to me. My eyes dart to Bella's beverage and he nods letting me know something is suspect.
Peter leans into the girl and says, "S'cuse me miss, I have an urgent issue to attend to. Be back when I can."
Peter rounds the bar and leans up against it behind Bella. He whispers, "Don't drink that. In about five minutes, invite him outside."
Bella laughs but all humor is gone from her aura. She's pissed. Her eyes snap to mine and I nod letting her know I'm looking out for her. Our shit may need dealing with, but she knows I won't let some little prick fuck with her.
As Peter discretely changes out Bella's drink she let's her eyes droop a bit. Bella leans into Mr. I'm-a-dead-bitch and slurs, "You wanna get outta here, Barley?"
"My names Brad."
"Not anymore, Barley." She laughs, pulling him behind her by his lapel. She makes a big show of stumbling into him and hanging off of his shoulders. When the fuck did my girl learn how to act?
"Around the time she started going behind my back to fool around with you." Edward sniped from the table, then he added, "Do you guys want any help with that vile creature?"
"I'm pretty sure we got it." I smirked as I followed Bella to the alley around the side of the bar.
Bella smiled and leaned back against the cool brick siding on the wall. "Man, of all the girls tonight that you could have picked to fuck with, you made the wrong choice, Barley."
"C'mon beautiful, don't be like that. I know you'll find yourself a little more agreeable in a few minutes." Not likely, assface.
Bella smirks and a small laugh escapes her, "You have no idea the can of bullshit you just opened up, baby. I come fully equipped with an entourage full of overprotective do-gooders just waiting for a reason to release a little aggression. You trying to fuck with me in the most vile of ways is about to turn you into a fucking chew toy… or a capri sun. Take your pick."
I'm grinning widely now as Peter joins me outside. She's not fucking wrong. We're predators, after all. We normally hunt humans. They are our prey. We like this one. Bella's protection aside, we're usually bored and itching for some action, or food… or both. And when you live forever, you're always fucking bored.
PART 2
BPOV
CATCH ME IF YOU CAN
"Edward, I swear to fucking god if you don't go get laid in the next twenty minutes I will ignore you the rest of the night. Loosen the fuck up!"
"You've been spending way too much time with Jasper and Emmet. Your language is beyond abhorrent."
"Peter!" I shouted and the devil appeared.
"You called?" He purrs into my neck slipping his arm around my waist.
"Can you blow Edward in the bathroom or something? He's killing my buzz 'cause I said I was gonna kiss a human tonight so obviously he needs another Peter-gasm."
"Humans carry diseases, Bella!" He's still fucking arguing this point.
"Like I fucking care, Edward. I'm gonna be dead soon. Besides, what's a little chlamydia between friends?" I joke as Peter chuckles into my neck, the vibrations sending tingles down my spine.
He runs his tongue behind my ear and his husky voice whispers, "I'd be happy to assist, but I'd rather watch you cum on my tongue."
A small moan escapes my lips as my body ignites in heat, "Yeah? You sure you can handle it, baby? I don't know if you're ready for the splash zone."
"Ooh, tell me you really mean that, Bella, and I will spend all night in your splash zone." Peter purrs.
Edward growls, "I thought you were gonna kiss a human or a girl. Now you wanna fuck Peter?"
"Jealous?" I smile at him as Peter pulls my back to his chest while his lips work at my neck and collarbone.
"Oh yeah," his voice is dripping with sarcasm, "I'm so jealous of you that I intend to cock-block you for all eternity."
I can't help the loud laugh that bursts from me as I shout, "FINALLY! He admits it!"
Peter is still chuckling into my hair as he grinds himself into my backside. He really does have a one-track mind.
"Peter, my favorite red-eyed devil, please… pretty pretty please, fuck Edward so I can get on with my day. Tense Edward makes for shitty bar company."
"If I make him calm the fuck down will you let me into those skintight shorts?" He bargains with me, a pout playing at his lips.
"Sure, why not? I only live once, right?" I flash him my own wicked grin.
"Oh cookie, I knew you'd come around."
"No!" Edward practically stomps his foot as Peter steps closer. "You've already violated me once, Peter. Once was enough."
"C'mon pretty boy that was just a preview. Just a little taste of what I can do. Wait till I slide up into that tight little ass of yours and mix up your insides until you can't stand anymore."
Edward groans as Peter grips his hip and he slides his leg between Edward's legs. "Edward, pretty boy, let me make you feel good. Don't you want to play with my Peter. You left him so lonely last time. He was so excited to meet you, pretty boy. You gonna let my anaconda suffer?"
Edwards eyes roll back as he grips Peter's arm so tightly that the seam where his sleeve meets his shoulder splits. He hisses, "Outside… now!"
Well that's that! My feet carry me toward the booth Charlotte is sitting at, giggling.
She smirks, "Oh I think I like you. I mean, it doesn't take much to convince Pete to stick his cock in a hole, but still. I like the way you think."
I smile and nod, "Yeah, I figured. Plus, I think he kind of wants to. God knows Edward could use a good romp. He's wound so fucking tightly I'm surprised I ever got a kiss out of him."
"Oh he's always been like that. When Jasper first introduced us to the Cullens he was absolutely convinced we were gonna massacre the town at any moment and spent the whole time prying into our thoughts. Pete just kept a loop of the most depraved sex acts he could think of to keep him out, but Edward was determined to figure out what we were hiding."
She chuckles at the memory and locks eyes with me, "Whatever. So you and Jasper, huh? How did that go?"
My whole body shivers at my last memory. His cock inside me pumping. His cool breath fanning across my face. The feel of his fingers digging into my flesh as he moved my body like I weighed nothing. It was, mmgod, delicious. Still mad at him, though. I'm not going through this again with another vampire. I have needs, wants, desires to fulfill whether I'm still human or not, and I can't, no, I won't wait anymore.
"He was fascinated with fucking a human. I presented a challenge for him because of Edward. He screwed me around and played fucking games with me. He didn't even end things with Alice when he promised. I'm no one's fucking pet. So I left."
"Have you talked to him at all since you left?"
"No way. I'm not gonna let him use sweet words to trick me into falling for him again. I'm done with guys who just wanna play games with me. Put up or shut up. I want a guy who's not gonna pull some tricky shit on me where I wind up a fuck toy until he's bored of me."
Charlotte's gaze softens and she smiles sadly, "Let me get you a drink sweet pea."
I watch her sway through the crowd as it parts for her. Would I be like that after I turned? Captivating and intimidating? Absolutely jaw-droppingly beautiful? I hope so. I'm just starting this life. I just want to have fun for a while, but the Volturri won't wait for me. I don't regret rescuing Edward from that bout of over-dramatics, but he really put me in a bind with it. I'm glad he's still around though. And with Peter's help, he's so much less frustrating.
Charlotte reappears, slicing effortlessly through the Friday night crowd at the bar with a pitcher of margaritas on a tray with lime slices, glasses, and a small saucer full of salt. She stops at the edge of the table and bends over to place the tray down. Damn. That looks tasty. They both do.
"I just got what that group of girls were sharing. I don't remember ever drinking as a human, so I don't know what tastes good. I figured they're girls, you're a girl, maybe it'd be ok." Why does she look nervous?
I grin at her, "This is incredible, Charlotte! It's perfect! Thank you. I probably won't be able to finish it on my own though."
She waves her hand around, dismissing me. She then slides into the booth, taking a seat across from me. Her sultry voice drawls, "Don't worry, shug'. It's part of the fun. I have to ask you sumthin' though… Why does Peter call you 'cookie?'"
I bust out laughing as I struggle to answer, "While he was busy goading Jasper and tormenting Edward he made some comment about me being the 'Cullen cookie jar' and he thought he was so clever he hasn't stopped."
Charlotte shakes her head laughing, "Oh lord, that sure sounds like him. He's such a shameless flirt."
"Yes, he's incorrigible."
Charlotte scoots a bit, sliding the tray she brought over in front of her. She leans to the side to peek back over at the girls she saw earlier to see how they prepare them. Her eyebrows perk up for a second in a moment of realization. Grabbing a slice of lime, she runs it over the lip of the glass, tipping it upside down to coat it in salt as she proceeds to pour me a margarita. So that's how they do it. I wouldn't have known either to be honest.
"Peter told me you were here to ride the bull and kiss a girl."
I can't help the blush that spreads across my face at that as I nod. Shit. Was I staring at her this whole time? Fuck. Don't blow it, Bella. No matter how cool she looks/seems/probably is.
She smiles, "Tell ya what, you ride the bull and I'll be your girl-kiss."
A very disheveled and noticeably more laid-back Edward sits down next to me and eyes the drink on the table.
"Oh, you got margaritas. I hear good things about those." He says, not a lick of tension in his tone. It's going to be weird getting used to that.
Wait a minute. Is he really not going to address his look right now? The white collar peeking out of his fitted sweater is all twisted, his hair looks like a copper nest, and the pocket's been torn out of his formerly crisp khaki's. He looks like he just got fucked seven ways to Sunday. Awww, I want that look. Fucking Jasper!
Peter strolls in a moment later, pulling the only still-tucked-in part of his tight black shirt out from the waistband of his jeans, winking at me before sitting down next to his wife.
"Well now, cookie, I calmed your chaperone. Does that mean I get a taste?"
"Did you really do that just to get to me? Aww, I'm touched. Apologize to Edward for using him for personal gain and I will pencil you in."
"Don't you dare apologize for that." Edward laughed boisterously, "What you did back there is nothing you need to apologize for." He says, biting his lip and winking back at Peter. Like he's trying to give him a taste of his own medicine. Knowing Peter, he probably already did taste his own medicine. Hehe. Nice.
Wait. I almost can't recognize him. Is this really the same Edward?
My jaw drops in shock at what he just said and did for a moment before I murmur: "I rescind my request. God damn, Edward, you look very… relaxed."
"I am riding a high like no other."
"That's not the only thing he rides." Peter waggles his eyebrows at me. Edward growls and says something too low for me to understand and Peter's grin widens even more. Of course he was the bottom. It's been obvious this whole time, Edward.
Riding… cowboys… fuck! Jasper! "I'm getting my drink on. I got shit to forget and lists to complete."
Charlotte's phone begins to sound and the look on her face tells me everything I need to know. Jasper. She smirks and places the phone in front of her on speaker, "Hello?"
"Charlotte?!" Oh god that voice. His voice.
"Well, as I neither live nor breathe, is that you, Jasper Whitlock?"
"It most certainly is, Miss Charlotte." I can feel my panties getting wetter with that accent of his ringing in my ears. I quickly down another margarita and reach for the pitcher to refill.
"What has you calling my phone today, Jasper?" Charlotte is twirling her beautiful blonde curls between her fingers.
"I was actually wonderin' if you'd heard from Peter. I can't seem to get ahold o' him." Fuck I need to mount a cock so I can forget his. That thick, perfect cock. Suddenly my pussy feels achingly empty, and that cock was such a perfect fit. Nice and snug.
"As a matter of fact I'm looking at him right now. He has some guests with him."
"So you heard?" His sweet tone drops off as he realizes I'm here. Sorry I exist, Jasper. God I'm pathetic.
"Oh yes I did. The human is delicious by the way. She's a real firecracker. I might just keep her." She's laughing at me.
"What the hell?! Can't y'all stop tryin to steal my human?" That's all I am to him. I'm a pet. I don't matter except that he owns me and now his toy has been stolen away.
"From what I heard, she's Edward's human. You stole her from him. What's the big deal? Don't you know how to share, Jasper?" Edward doesn't want me like that, but I see where the issue is.
"I don't share my things." That's it!
My temper gets the best of me as I jump across the table and grab the phone out of Charlotte's hand, knocking the pitcher and all of the cups on the table over in my rage. I practically growl into the phone:
"Is that what I am to you, jackass?! A thing? You make a bunch of promises and then you just sit there while Alice talks about wedding plans and shit. I don't have anything to say to you. I already told you I was don't fuck with half assed promises from vam…"
"Okay, cookie, I think we should cut you off." Peter covers my mouth and rolls his eyes at me, "Damn, you're a lightweight."
"Bella, pretty girl, I miss you. I would never do that to you. I wasn't full of shit when I promised you I would never leave. Please, baby girl, please talk to me." Nice try, dick. If I hadn't heard the first part of that conversation I might've believed you.
"I don't think she wants to talk to you, J." Peter is laughing as he sets me onto his lap.
"Peter, where the fuck are you?!" Jasper sounds pissed.
"Can't say. Cookie will decide when she's ready to see you. I'm just followin' her." His gaze drops down to my lap as his nostrils flare. I can't help the way my body reacts to Jasper's voice. Peter locks eyes with me as he slides his hand up my inner thigh.
"And since when do you take orders from her?" Jasper snaps.
"Since I decided I wanted in between her incredibly edible legs. You know, Jasper, I'm a little put out that you dragged me all the way there to play your games and you didn't even bother to talk to Alice about it. Don't get me wrong, I've never really liked that damn nosy pixie, but I stood there while she gave you every opportunity to confess and you chickened out and pushed it later. This is on you, brother."
Peter ends the call and applies some pressure to my center. He whispers against my ear as he starts giving me a little much-needed friction.
"It's still very early, cookie. I fully intend to claim my reward from our little arrangement later."
A whimper escapes my lips as Peter smirks and slips out of the booth and slides back in next to his wife.
Edward cocks an eyebrow at me as if to ask me how I liked being put on display by Peter. Like it was a fucking bad thing.
I smile at him, "I'm gonna get another drink, it's barely six, I'm about to bag me a human."
Peter grins and winks, "You better save me a taste, cookie."
"Don't worry Peter, if he sucks, you can eat him."
Peter laughs loudly as I wander towards the bar.
This guy is so fucking boring. I swear. I might just let Peter eat him anyways. I don't even know what the hell he's going on about so my drunken mind is trying to fill in the blanks.
"So you sleep for eight hours a night. Oooh your skin is squishy and soft. That's kinda hot."
He laughs, "Well beautiful, I think you're kinda hot."
He's not bad looking. The more I drink the hotter he gets. I roll my eyes and twirl my fingers in the crunchy dark hair on his neck, "I've never kissed a real boy before. Would you like to be my first?"
He smirks and leans into me, pressing his lips to mine. Ugh. Holy mother of god, do all humans smell this fucking foul?! Oh god, he tastes like cigarettes and gin. Who the fuck drinks gin?! His lips are dry and weird and he keeps trying to switch which direction he wants to lean his head in. Our noses keep bumping into each other and honestly this just needs to be over.
As we pull apart he smiles. Did he really think that was good? It was so bad, I wouldn't even know what to call it.
He smugly asks, "How was your first kiss, beautiful?"
I can't stop the laugh that bubbles up from me. I try to remain somewhat polite, "It was different for sure. Listen, it's been fun but there's a reason I came here and I think I'm just about drunk enough to do it."
What's-his-name leans into my ear like he's about to turn me on, "-and just what are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna ride that fucking bull." I yell into his ear to get him to back the fuck up. Seriously dude. You're so gross. I thought the drinks would make it better, but the taste and smell, and.. feel of that kiss was so gross I'm just glad it's over with. Wish I could scrub that experience from my memory, but hell, I've got a bucket list to get through.
"Sorry, I have trouble controlling my volume." I lie.
Ok I'm ready. The speaker rings out above the noise of the bar, "Okay everybody if I can have your attention please, we're about to have a grand ol' time with this here bull. Our first up for the night and for her very first time is Cookie the human. Weird name. Okay. Come on up cookie the human."
That's me. Bucket list, prepare to be checked off. I rush over to the fake bull pen and smile, "Ok! I'm ready!"
"Climb on up, Cookie. Now remember one hand only and you gotta last at least eight seconds. Good luck, sweetheart."
I find myself surprisingly agile as I mounted the mechanical bull. I examine it for a second before clutching my thighs together around the saddle and grabbing on to the rope. The thing starts rocking back and forth kind of slowly. My right hand is gripping that rope tightly and my thighs grip tightly onto the saddle. The smooth rocking turns into a fast-paced bucking. It's swinging me back and forth, side to side. I loosen my upper body but tighten my core and focus all my strength into my legs. With all my concentration, I keep my upper half upright as my hips open up as I'm pushed forward, and contract as I get shoved back. I'm not gonna let a robot beat me. I have a kiss to claim from a hot blonde bombshell vampire, dammit.
When the motion of the bull stops I suddenly remember I've had quite a bit to drink. The room is spinning a bit while I attempt to dismount the saddle. I'm finding it vary hard to be graceful as I slide off and plop onto the padded floor, "Oof!"
I slowly get to my feet, stumbling around some as my eyes loop around for a moment, catching up with the spinning corners of the room before refocusing and locking eyes with Charlotte as she walks over to me.
She smiles, "Miss Bella, you were absolutely incredible up there. I believe I owe you a kiss."
"I believe you're correct." I wink and push the gate open closing the distance between us.
Her hand winds around my waist and she pulls me close as I feel her other hand creeping up my back and into my hair. Holy hell, this girl has moves. She's so fucking beautiful. I move my lips to hers and immediately I feel my whole body heat up. I need to taste her. My tongue slides across her lips and she opens for me with enthusiasm. I vaguely hear the noises around the bar as she moans into my mouth. Her tongue dances just above mine, waiting for me to meet her halfway and as soon as I do, she swirls hers around mine while sucking onto my upper lip. I let a sigh out from my nostrils, closing my eyes as I melt into her. Her hand slips under the waistband of my jeans and her fingers work their way toward my center.
Suddenly I'm the one moaning. I push my hands under her top to edge their way across her smooth skin toward her breasts. I want to feel them in my palm and toy with her nipples between my fingertips. I'm about to reach the breasts in question when I'm jerked away by cold, strong hands.
"Hey! What the hell… JASPER?!" I shout as I finally see who ended my steamy kiss with Charlotte, "How'd you get… what are you doing he-… Who the fuck do you think you are?!"
"Bella… I…" Jasper stammers.
Edward whispers something into his ear and Jasper backs up from me.
"Is this guy bothering you, beautiful?" Fucking, this guy again. Whatever, I can play this right.
I make sure to show my hostility for Jasper's presence as I say, "No, just a misunderstanding. Why don't I follow you to the bar and you can buy me another drink, uh-…"
"-Brad." Thanks. I don't actually care what your name is, but, you're my ticket away from him right now, and might even piss him off, which works for me.
"Thank you, Brad." I slip my hand into 'Brad's', "Oooh, so warm. Does anybody ever tell you that?"
Brad already has my drink ready for me when we get back to our seats. Peter stands behind me like he's about to order something when I hear him in my ear, "Don't drink that. In about five minutes, invite him outside."
Is this guy for real? He was gonna fucking drug me? I laugh exaggeratedly to keep his suspicions low. I'm gonna fuck this guy up.
I play up the drunk act while I watch Peter change out the drink. As per the plan I start to feign a slur, "You wanna get outta here, Barley?"
"My name's Brad."
"Not anymore, Barley." I laugh and drag his ass by his lapel out of the bar. I make sure to bump him into anything reasonably in my path and hang off of his shoulders to get through the door.
I drag his soon-to-be dead ass to the side alley of the bar. I sigh and smile as I lean against the cool brick exterior.
"Man, of all the girls tonight that you could have picked to fuck with, you made the wrong choice, Barley."
"Cmon beautiful, don't be like that. I know you'll find yourself a little more agreeable in a few minutes." Well, he's got confidence in his drug at least.
I smirk because it's too much and a laugh bursts through.
"You have no idea the can of bullshit you just opened up, baby. I come fully equipped with an entourage full of overprotective do-gooders just waiting for a reason to release a little aggression. You trying to fuck with me in the most vile of ways is about to turn you into a fucking chew toy… or a capri sun. Take your pick."
He looks confused while I look over his shoulder at Jasper and Peter. Barley's eyes follow my gaze and I can feel him shudder at the guys behind him. I slip out from between him and the wall and say:
"So… you tried to drug me. Not cool."
"N-no, I would never-…"
Jasper growls at him.
"It wasn't a question, I know you did." I roll my eyes. "The one time I try to fuck with a human and I get this. Maybe it's men who are the problem."
Peter smirks at Jasper's scowl as he teases, "Cookie, leave me out of your man-hate speech I didn't do shit to ya."
"That's mostly true, I mean, you did give my boyfriend a handy before we broke up but I was doing way worse, so, who am I to judge?"
"What the fuck kind of sick sex cult shit is this?" Barley yells.
Jasper pushes some kind of emotion on him and sighs, "Do you guys wanna just kill him and move on…? …or are we gonna do the whole 'monologue' thing at him for a while?"
"You thirsty, Peter?" I purr into his ear.
A smile spread across his face, "You're really racking up that debt with me and all these favors."
"I could always get Jasper to eat him, he'd look very sexy with red eyes."
Jasper smirks and shoots a wicked flirty look my way. Dear god I'm gonna cum just looking at him. He prods, "You still think I'm sexy?"
"I'm still mad at you, don't get cocky now!" I snap.
He shifts his weight from foot to foot as his face turns into a pout.
Peter chuckles and looks at the dazed loser who tried to drug me, "I can't believe this guy got the honor of being your first human kiss."
"What can I say? I got a bad picker."
"I think you do ok." Edward saunters up behind me and pulls me to his chest.
"Edward…" I flash a confused look at him and he whispers in my ear.
"People are getting curious. We need to move it before you guys garner any more attention." His eyes move to the guys as he says, "I've got Bella, you guys take care of that and meet us at the car."
They nod and disappear with Barley while Edward holds onto me. He presses me against the wall and begins a very new-for-us not-so-chaste kiss. I manage to push away from him just in time for some drunk guy to stumble over to us and slur, "Hey, 'Cookie the human,' have you seen my friend Brad?" Oh. Right. Nobody else here knows my actual name.
Edward glares at the guy and snaps, "Does it look like she knows where he is?"
I can't help but giggle, that kiss was pretty hot, Edward, I mean- Where was that action when we were dating?
I turn to Barley's friend and say, "Sorry, I don't know where that guy went. As you can see, I got a little distracted…"
Edward smirks and comes in for my neck, whispering low so the guy can't hear, "Moan and ask me if I wanna get out of here."
I do as he says and Edward leads me toward the street by my hand as I stumble after him. When we get far enough away I ask, "Are we gonna be ok? Like, people saw him leave with me."
"Yeah, you just played out our cover story. Trust me that guy is not gonna be missed." Edward growls.
"Is he dead?" I'm curious but I don't really care either way.
"Yes. He fits Peter's hunting requirements and there's no way Jasper was gonna let that man walk away tonight. He would have found a reason to hurt him just for touching you."
My eyes shoot open at this. "Why?"
"Jasper is a very possessive and territorial vampire. It has a lot to do with the life he had when he came into this one. When he has something he wants to keep, no one can take it from him without consequences. He's closer to his baser instincts than the rest of us."
I look over at Edward and smile, "I guess our road trip is over then."
Edward laughs, "Oh yeah, but to be honest, it was clear you were miserable without him. You would have some fun but every time you thought the attention was off of you, your whole face would collapse in on itself. I know you know he's sorry. Don't let your knee-jerk reaction be to run before he might."
"You just don't want to fight him."
"True." He sighed, "Honestly, I want to be wherever you are, but I don't want to watch you suffer for no reason. I love you too much for that. I just want you to be happy."
I smile at him. There's my Edward. "I want you to be happy too, you know?"
"I am." He smirks, "I, the one hundred and eight year old virgin, have a fuck buddy. Yeah, I said fuck. A little sexual release without having to be in a committed relationship is just what I needed. I have to adapt. I kept myself in the late nineteenth century school of thought for too long."
"I love you, Edward." I say with all the affection I have for him. Lover or friend, he's always my favorite.
"I love you too, Bella." He smiles and I know he feels the same. "Now, go talk to your man before I swoop in and throw a wrench in the works. Be happy, Bella."
Edward pushes me toward my tall blonde cowboy and I see him shift nervously waiting for me to get closer.
"I guess we need to talk." I say.
"We do." He smiles sadly at me.