Chapter 15

The following day at school, I attempted to blend in and go unnoticed, but it was futile. I just knew I had become the talk of the school. As I walked down the corridors, I couldn't help but overhear the hushed whispers and catch quick glances, often accompanied by smirks, as if they knew some big secret about me. I couldn't help but think sarcastically, "Yes, that's right, it's me, Bella Swan. The first and only girl in high school to ever have sex. Hooray, you caught me."

By lunchtime, I was about ready to make a break for it and cut the rest of the day short when Sandy caught up to me.

"Oh my god, Bella, how are you?" She enveloped me in a tight hug, and I returned the embrace, feeling a sense of comfort in the presence of a friend. "Come on, let's find Amber and Chrissy. We can skip lunch today."

I nodded in agreement, and we located Amber and Chrissy at our usual gathering spot. They greeted me with warm hugs as well. We walked to a park near the school and settled onto some children's swings.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Amber's tone was compassionate. "You can confide in us, Bella. We won't share anything or think negatively of you."

I contemplated it, realizing it might be cathartic to share everything that had happened. Well, everything except the supernatural parts. "It was awful, guys. We were doing it, and just when I was climaxing, I heard it. The crack echoed through the room, followed by his screams. Damn, I wish those had been screams of ecstasy, but they weren't."

"We understand that it might seem like a huge deal right now, Bella, and that's okay for today. But trust me, you'll start feeling better soon, and a week from now, we'll likely be laughing about it," Chrissy offered in a reassuring tone. "Don't let it get you down."

I glanced at my friends; their smiles and nods reflected their support. Upon reflection, they were absolutely right. I was reverting to my old self, and that's not who I am anymore. Why should I be concerned about others' opinions of me? In the grand scheme of things, this will be a minor blip in my eternity. Chrissy's words rang true; I'll be laughing about this soon enough. Apart from the awful shit that happened with Bret, it's actually quite a funny story, well as long as I was hearing it happening to someone else. A smile spread across my face as I gazed at my friends, and the weight that had been pressing on my soul started to lighten a little.

"You're right, guys. Thank you for bringing me back to my senses. I'm stronger than this. I can handle the stares and whispers. Plus, I'm sure it will all blow over just as soon as some other girl fucks her boyfriend into the hospital."

"Hell yeah! You're a total bad ass, Bella. Always remember that," Amber declared, prompting laughter from all three of my friends, and I joined in.

"I am a bad ass," I agreed, a smile tugging at my lips.

"That's the spirit, Bella," Sandy chimed in with a smirk. "Now, do you have any pointers for us so we're not that next girl?"

"Yeah, don't ask to be on top and then slam down on him when you cum," I proclaimed, eliciting giggles from the others.

"That actually sounds fun. I've never been on top," Chrissy said with a smile. "What are your guys' favorite positions? Sadly, I've only done it in the usual way."

"I've been on top, but I'd say my favorite is doggy style. I know the name sucks, but there's something about it that just really gets me worked up," Sandy proclaimed.

"I've only done it the usual way too. I feel like I'm missing out. What about you, Bella? You mentioned that Demetri taught you a lot. What is your favorite?" Amber inquired.

I reflected on everything Demetri and I had done. Every moment had been incredible, but the one that stood out the most had to be... "I'm not sure if it has a name, but it's when he held me up by my legs and we did it in front of a mirror. Holy shit, that was such a turn-on, seeing everything that was happening down there."

The other girls stared at me, their mouths agape. Finally, Amber chimed in, "You lucky bitch. I'm sure this whole Bret thing was just god evening out the score after you had what sounds like the best sex ever. Damn, that sounds fun. I need a boyfriend."

"Are you feeling better, Bella? Ready to go back to school?" Chrissy asked.

I smiled. "Yes, thanks for helping me get my head on straight. I won't let it get to me anymore. Let's head back."

As we walked back, Sandy asked, "Have you spoken to Bret yet?"

"No, I was planning on visiting him after school. I'm not sure what to say or how it will affect our relationship. But I want to be there for him. I do feel pretty responsible." I hoped Bret would be alone when I got there. I didn't want to meet his parents for the first time in the hospital after what I had done to him.

"It will be okay, Bella. Just suck it up and go see him. Give us a call after if you need to vent," Sandy said, giving my arm a reassuring squeeze.

After school, I headed to the hospital to check on Bret. I found him in his room, surrounded by braces that kept his hips immobilized. Once again, I apologized, and he took it well. He explained that as long as he kept his hips stationary, he wouldn't need surgery. However, it was going to put him out of commission for several months. Despite his understanding, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with guilt, and tears welled up in my eyes. Bret comforted me, saying that accidents happen, but I knew the truth, and it was my fault. I just couldn't say anything.

Gently, he informed me that his parents were making him break up with me. I tried my best to put on a brave face, telling him that I understood and wishing him a speedy recovery and all the best. I kissed him on the cheek and left the hospital, attempting to hold back the tears.

My junior year had been the best time of my life, but it unfortunately ended on a low note due to fate's cruel designs. During those final two weeks, nothing truly terrible happened. It appeared that the students I thought might judge me simply treated it as juicy gossip, and I caught quite a few giggles from people I suspected were discussing me. Yet, my friends had been right. I did not let it affect me; I had developed a thick skin. So, after that initial day back at school, I let it all go and smiled, feeling normal again. I recognized that I was stronger than any embarrassment.

About one week before the end of school, thoughts about my future began to seep into my mind. I had one year left before heading off to college, and after that, I would be entering my new life as a vampire. Although I wished to maintain some connections with my parents in small ways, I understood it could never be as ordinary as it is right now.

I began to contemplate the idea of a change of scenery. While on one of my runs, thoughts of my father, Charlie, crossed my mind. We had never been particularly close while I was growing up, primarily due to the distance between us. As I reflected on it, I realized I hadn't been the most pleasant daughter during the infrequent visits I made to him in Forks, as I had never been fond of the rainy town. This upcoming year would really be my last chance to get to know him better.

I pondered what it would be like to attend school for my Senior year in Forks. It would undoubtedly be a quieter year, giving me the opportunity to focus on my studies and increase my chances of gaining admission to a prestigious college. Moreover, it would grant me ample time to train with my abilities. Any free moment I had, I dedicated to honing my powers, making them stronger, better, and easier to access. Anticipating the solitude that would likely come with life in Forks, I believed I could make significant strides in advancing my skills.

I considered my mother's feelings. If I chose to go through with this, how would I broach the subject with her? I knew she had been missing Phil greatly when he went on the road. I figured I could tell her that I truly wanted her to be happy and that she should go on the road with him. Adding my desire to get to know Charlie sounded like a solid approach to take with her. However, I resolved to spend several days thinking if I really did want to make this move before approaching her with my thoughts.

While contemplating my potential move, I couldn't help but mull over the newfound strength I experienced during that intense moment with Bret. Boy, that one had caught me by surprise. My body, at the peak of my climax, had been in such a heightened state, and I wondered if that was the cause of the sudden burst of strength. Further testing seemed necessary. Perhaps I could experiment by attempting to lift some objects that should be beyond my capabilities. In any case, if I ever found myself in a similar situation with a human again, I decided I would have to handle it with much more restraint and passivity. It might not be as exciting or pleasurable, but it would certainly be better than what I did to poor Bret. I hoped he had been enjoying himself until it happened. Thinking back to that night, he certainly looked like he had been having a good time.

On my last day as a Junior, I decided that a change of scenery was what I wanted. I believed a year in Forks would be beneficial for me, and with my newfound positive outlook on life, the small rainy town might not be as tough to bear as it once seemed during my childhood. I was an adult now and saw the world differently. Spending quality time with Charlie, my father, was something I truly wanted. Breaking the news to my mom and friends was now the next step. While leaving everyone behind would be sad, the truth was that a year from now, when I headed off to college, I'd be leaving just the same.

That night, after dinner, I shared my thoughts about moving to Forks with my mom and Phil. At first, my mom thought I was crazy, but as I explained my reasons, she couldn't deny that she would enjoy going on the road with Phil. Reluctantly, she gave me the green light but insisted that I check and make sure it was okay with Charlie first before I started making any plans.

To my horror, my mom also disclosed that she had informed Charlie about the incident with Bret soon after it happened. I knew it would be embarrassing to see my dad after him learning that his little girl had broken some guy in half while riding him too hard, but I hoped we would both get over the awkwardness quickly. The next day, I decided to give him a call when I thought he would be home from the station.

"Swan residence," I heard Charlie's gruff voice on the other end of the line.

"Hi, Dad. It's Bella," I said, hoping this conversation would go smoothly.

"Bella. It's good to hear from you. How are you?" I could guess he was praying we would not have to discuss the incident. That was fine with me; best to never think of it again.

"I'm good, Dad. I wanted to talk to you and ask you something," I paused briefly to ensure I had his full attention. "I was hoping it might be alright with you if I came to live with you for my senior year. I feel like a change in scenery would do me some good and truthfully I'd like to spend some time with you before I go off to college and then the real world."

"You want to live with me... Of course, honey. You are always welcome here. I would really like that. I miss you. I wish we could have spent more time together while you were growing up," he replied warmly.

"Thanks, Dad. I miss you too. I appreciate you letting me stay with you. Is my old room still as I left it?" I asked, already thinking about the updates I'd have to make to it.

"Sure is. When do you think you'll arrive?" he inquired.

"I'm not sure. Do you think arriving two or three weeks before classes start would give me enough time to settle in?" I wanted to make sure I had enough time to adjust to the new environment.

"Yes, that should be fine. We have time to work out all the details and I'll set everything up with the school. I'm really happy to have you here, Bells. This has made my day," he responded warmly, his excitement evident.

"Great. I'm looking forward to spending time with you as well, Dad. So, how is Forks? I think the last time I was there I was, what, 12?" I asked, curious about the town I would soon call home again.

"You know Forks, small town like always. It's pretty cold here now, so be sure you have a nice winter jacket with you. The school has a nice group of kids, so you should have no issues making friends. Plus, I'm good friends with many from the reservation. There are a lot of nice kids there as well. I don't know if you remember him, but my friend Billy's kid, Jacob, is about your age."

I did remember Jake, a short, scrawny kid. I had thought he was a couple of years younger than me, but it had been a long time since I'd seen him, so maybe I was misremembering. "That sounds great, Dad. I hope I can make some more friends before I go off to college."

"I can't believe you're already old enough for college. I still think of you in pigtails and running around in the mud," Charlie chuckled, his voice filled with nostalgia.

"Well, I think you might be surprised then, as I've grown up a lot in the last few years."

"Yes... I… Ahh… Nevermind. Well, I'll talk to you later, and we'll get everything squared away. Night, Bells."

"Later, Dad. Thanks again," I replied quickly. Well, that had only gotten slightly awkward at the end. At least I'll be able to spend a quiet year in Forks before the excitement of college.

Telling my friends was really tough. I decided to invite them all to our favorite pizza place—the spot where we had hung out since before we were teenagers. Unfortunately, we hadn't been visiting there as much in the past year, but it felt like the fitting place to break the news. After we had all ordered and settled in, I finally told them about my decision to leave for my senior year.

Understandably, they were sad and tried to convince me to stay, but I explained my reasons to them. After a while, they came to accept my decision, and we all decided to make the most of our remaining time together. After all the serious talk, I asked if we could spend the rest of the night just having a fun time, hanging out like we always used to, and they happily agreed. The atmosphere lightened, and we spent the rest of the evening laughing, joking, and reminiscing about our adventures together.

As we wrapped up our time at the pizza place, I reminded them that it wasn't goodbye just yet. I still had over a month left in Phoenix, and we made plans to have more fun excursions together before I would be leaving. The thought of parting ways was bittersweet, but we were determined to make the most of the time we had left.

The day after I told my friends, I decided to call Demetri and share my plans to move. I waited until I had the house to myself before dialing his number. As always, he picked up immediately, his voice tinged with that sexy accent I couldn't resist, "Hello Bella. How are you on this fine day?"

"Hey, Demetri. You wouldn't believe the month I've just had. Are you free to hear a tale of woe that I'm sure will leave you in stitches?

"I'm all ears. What has befallen poor Bella Swan now?" I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"First off, I just wanted to let you know I'm moving. I'm going to spend my senior year with my father in Washington. I think the change will do me some good," I revealed, then let the suspense build for my sad tale.

"Okay, listen to this one. So, I finally met a guy I liked. His name was Bret. We had been going out for about a month and a half, and everything was going great. Eventually, I felt ready to take our relationship further, and no surprise, Bret was all for it. Well, we ended up in my bedroom having sex for the first time. It was okay, but you were right, it was nothing compared to what you and I got up to," I admitted.

"I thought it would help if I got on top to ride him. Everything was going great at first, but when I climaxed, I somehow slammed down on him too hard and broke his pelvis," I continued, with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement in my voice. I could hear Demetri laughing in the background.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. That poor bastard is going to be immobilized for months. I don't know if I got enhanced strength in that moment or what the hell happened, but it was not the climax I was looking for during my first time with a human," I concluded.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through such a traumatic experience, Bella," Demetri said, his voice laced with sarcasm.

"I know. I really think it's scarred me for life. I doubt I'm ever going to sleep with a man again," I jokingly replied, feeling more at ease with the good-natured humor that came effortlessly when talking with Demetri.

"Well, truthfully, getting all that off my chest helps, as you're the only one I can tell what really happened. You wouldn't believe it. Bret was screaming and crying, all while naked on my bed. I had to call 911 with him in that state, and sure enough, the ambulance came, but so did a fire truck, and then two police cars, all with their sirens blaring. The police were still taking my statement on how I fucking broke him when my mom came home. What a shit show! And to top it off, Bret broke up with me the next day. He claimed his parents were making him, but I'm sure he was just scared of my super pussy that can snap a grown man in two with a single thrust," As I finished my diatribe, Demetri couldn't hold it anymore and burst into full blown laughter.

After Demetri's laughter subsided, he said, "Would it make you feel better if I told you I can visit you soon? I have an assignment in New York in a few days, and after it's done, I could visit you for a week or so," Demetri suggested, his words bringing a smile to my face.

"Oh, Demetri, that would be wonderful. I know we only spent a week together before, but I've missed you. That sounds perfect. I can show you some things that I think you will enjoy, both inside and outside the bedroom," I replied, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation. Indeed, I had a lot to show him. I had been diligently working on my powers every day, and they had advanced greatly in the months since I'd first discovered them. The prospect of sharing my newfound abilities with Demetri was exciting.

"I'm looking forward to everything you want to show or do to me. I'll give you a call when I start making my way to you. I don't think the mission will take long," Demetri assured me, and I could hear the excitement in his voice as well.

"Great. I look forward to hearing from you." As we hung up, I couldn't help but smile. This was just what I needed to take my mind off the whole Bret fiasco. Sitting on my bed, I decided to flex my powers. Intently, I watched as I picked up and manipulated items around my room. Over time, my skill had improved, and it was becoming easier to manipulate items in various ways. Though I still had to concentrate, I was constantly amazed at what I found I could do. One of my favorite exercises was picking up an item on one side of the room and depositing it on the other side. This practice helped improve my control and seemed to loosen up whatever it was that allowed me to possess such abilities. The more I practiced, the easier it became.

As I sat there, a new thought crossed my mind, could I lift myself up with my powers? The size of the objects I had been moving was still an issue, but I noticed progress in being able to lift larger things. Curiosity got the better of me, and I focused on the idea of lifting myself off the bed. At first, it felt strange and unfamiliar, but soon I sensed something beneath me, and gradually, I started to rise into the air. I stopped at about six inches above the bed, trying my best to hold myself in place. However, my stability was lacking, and I eventually fell back onto the mattress.

Holy shit, that was fun, as a wide grin spread across my face. I knew I needed to be cautious and not to overdo it and risk hurting myself. While I returned to manipulating objects around me, I knew deep down that I would eventually practice on myself more, especially once I turned into a vampire. The idea of having an indestructible body opened up a whole world of possibilities, and I had been creating a long mental list of all the exciting things I wanted to try and experience once that time came.

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