Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Dream Lover

By Midnight Dreamer

Chapter 14:

The sun was starting to set on the farm as Jasper worked on some paper work for tomorrows run into town. It had been weeks since he had seen Bella last and was beginning to wonder once again if she was only a dream. Running his hand slightly over his shoulder where her nails had marked him. The redness had disappeared but he could almost still feel the marks. He wondered what was going on with her that has been keeping her away. Did she not need or want him anymore? Perhaps she had patched things up with her husband? That thought made his heart ache. No it couldn’t be that. They had a connection and she said that she loved him. He couldn’t wait any longer…he had to start searching for her.

A ringing brought him out of his thoughts.

“Hello”

“Hey cuz. How’s it going out there on the farm?”

“It’s good. Just making out my list for supplies.”

“That’s good…”

“Spill it man i know ya wanna say something.”

“Alright. Fine, how is that girl you’re seeing?”

Jasper sighed. He knew it was now or never. He had to come clean to his cousin. Maybe he could help him locate Bella.

“Well the thing is…”

“Yes.”

“You’re not gonna believe me when I tell ya this.”

“Okay. Lay it on me.”

“Well it started a few months ago.”

“And?”

“I fell asleep reading one of Ma’s old novels.”

“Really. What part of that am i not supposed to believe? Which one?”

“I haven’t gotten to the part you’re not gonna believe. Now let me finish or i may decide not to tell ya at all.”

“Fine…but which book?”

“The Princess Bride.”

“Dude you’re such a chick sometimes.”

“And you’re an ass. Now were even. Like i was saying i fell asleep reading it. I had the most bizarre dream. I thought i was dreaming of the story. Ya know the part in the field where he sees the Princess and they have that whole love scene.”

“Corny much…but yeah go on.”

“Well in my dream she wasn’t the blonde beauty from the book. She was this dark haired goddess. Well the dream got pretty intense if ya know what i mean.”

“You had hot sex with a hot chick in your dream?”

“Yeah…I know sounds normal right.”

“I guess.”

“Well then i have had several other dreams with the same girl. Always at a different location. A bedroom one time, a kitchen, on a roof top, a dressing room at some store…”

“I get it you have been having sexual fantasies about some mystery dream girl.”

“Yeah well then it got weird.”

“How weird is weird?”

“Well we started talking, and I got to know this girl.”

“Now that is weird.”

“It gets worse.”

“How so?”

“Well in one of the dreams we were all hot and steamy and she raked her nails down my back when she ya know…”

“Yeah…”

“Well when i woke up i had these scratch marks on both my shoulders.”

“Dude that is freaky.”

“That’s what I thought. The even more messed up thing is that the girl in my dreams is married…well not happily. She’s been talking about leavin him. I guess he’s a man-whore.”

“I think being out there alone all these years has finally made you snap.”

“I’m serious. I have real details about her. And if i had the nail marks i bet she had my teeth imprints on her shoulder where i may have bit her…”

“Whoa man seriously?”

“Yeah i need your help.”

“No you need a psychiatrist.”

“I knew ya would be no help. I’ll just have to see if i can find her on my own.”

“No wait…I’ll help. Do you know her name?”

“Bella”

It got quiet for a minute on the other end.

“Ya still there.”

“Yeah. What does she look like?”

“About 5”7, Auburn hair, green eyes, legs that go on for miles, plump lips that just ask to be kissed, an hour glass figure and the most delicious tits…”

“Okay I get it…when was the last time you dreamed…I mean saw this girl…”

“A few weeks ago. In some dance club. We got interrupted but…I finished it later.”

“Way too much info dude.”

“Shit sorry.”

“No need. What else do you know?”

“Her husbands a doctor i think. The night at the club she was out with some friends of hers. She works for some design shop and also has a diploma for some cooking school.”

“Huh…”

“Huh what?”

“Well you remember the night i called you?”

“Yeah.”

“I was meeting a girl at this new dance club.”

“Go on.”

“Well she was there with a bunch of her friends and one of them was there by herself. She was the one I was trying to hook you up with.”

“And ya point to all this?”

“Well her name was Bella.”

“Are ya sure?”

Jasper was intrigued now. Could it be that easy…could his cousin already know the girl of his dreams.

“I’m pretty sure. I’ll ask Alice again and double check. I know she just helped her move into her own place the other day. I don’t know if she was married or not because I didn’t see a ring, but if they were on the rocks like you said then she wouldn’t wear one now would she?”

“No I don’t suppose she would.”

“Well let me talk to Alice when she gets here tonight and I’ll call ya again tomorrow.”

“Thanks James it means a lot. Ya may have just made me the happiest man in the world.”

“Don’t get your hopes up. It might not be her.”

“And if it is I may just have to kiss ya.”

“E-ew…that’s just gross Jasper. On that note I’m out.”

“Bye.”

The line went dead and Jasper jumped from his chair and fist pumped the air. If the girl that James met at the club was the same girl from his dreams then the club scene was real and so was his Bella.