Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Destiny, Whether You Like It Or Not

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 05:

GPOV

My God she was a beauty. She was even more beautiful than before. Now that our temperatures were the same I felt normal to her. And she couldn’t keep her hands off of me. Her chest had gotten slightly larger. Her muscle tone had slightly increased. Her hair had turned a dark auburn color. Her red eyes were sexy as hell. Her lips were a little fuller. She was still Bella. Just a little more. She was born to be a vampire. She was soft and firm at the same time. And she was still sarcastic as hell. She remembered everything. No memories lost. I was glad. I didn’t want her to lose who she was. Who she is. I was running out of bagged blood but had arranged a little surprise for her today.

We were in bed making love as we tended to do nonstop when she wasn’t drinking. Bella heard it before I did. The sound of a boat.

“Garrett, someone is coming.”

“I know.”

“What the fuck do you mean you know?”

“I invited him. He is a dealer I found out was selling heroin in Miami that had a booster in it that caused overdoses 50% of the time. I thought it was time you had a fresh meal.”

“You mean it?”

“Of course darling. I called and ordered quite a large shipment. There will be at least two of them with that much merchandise. They may shoot us. Won’t that be fun?”

I saw her eyes light up. “I’m going to get a bikini on. In a flash she was dressed. I give her credit. She continued to amaze me. After tearing up a few jeans and shirts she quickly picked up the skill of gently handling items and could not dress herself and hold glasses. She had mastered the remote. Once she got something right she almost seemed to memorize it and never had problems again.

She dressed in a millisecond and I have to say looked beautiful. A simple black bikini. Thong. Damn. I can’t decide if she looks better with clothes on or without. I would have to go without but still. Damn. I threw on a pair of shorts and we went out to the Gazebo and waited. I didn’t want to go to them and have our sparkling selves scare them off. Bella didn’t seem to care so I kept my hand around hers tightly. The shade was covering us. The boat pulled up and I saw two men. One had a very big gun. Scary. Bella was humming to herself. “Hungry Bella?” I asked. “Seems like I’m always hungry for something Garrett.” She told me with a wink.

“Okay listen, if you have any qualms about killing these men, let me know and I will…” I stopped when I saw Bella sprint to the dealer and attack his neck. Holy shit! The guy with the big gun was screaming and shooting at her. She looked up and growled at him.

“Shut up. I like to eat my dinner in peace.” She yelled at him as he shot her continuously and screamed. She then clamped her teeth back on the dealer’s neck.

She finished him and before the shooter could get back to the boat she was on him. Hey! I wanted some of that. Blood hog.

I watched her suck him dry, and I have to say it was an incredibly erotic experience. Not that there was anything attractive about him. She finished the second body and turned to me and smiled. She had blood all over her teeth and lips. She was giving me that look I had gotten used to when she was human and continues to be the sign that I am needed. I ran out on the beach and tackled her. She was laughing and thanked me for the two dealers. Then she really began thanking me. I’m thinking after this we can take a little speed boat ride and get rid of these two idiots and their stash of drugs. 6 more months and I am thinking Bella will have her blood lust to manageable levels. Then it would be time to talk about what to do next. Where to go, what to do. The fun that awaits!

BPOV

Argh! This newborn phase is worse than I ever imagined it would be. All I want to do is drink and fuck. Kinda like my college benders only now I’m drinking blood and don’t get to sleep it off. Those two guys were so good. I can’t believe I just killed two human beings. I didn’t even have time to think about it. Not that they probably didn’t deserve it but still. The blood was good but the taste of sweat was not. I need to start carrying some disinfectant wipes with me.

“Ready to take the bodies away, love?”

“Don’t call me love. I don’t love you. We fuck and you bring me blood and you’re my mate. That’s about it. Besides Edward used to call me love and it pisses me off. On top of that I am not carrying dead bodies. You’re the alpha male. You do it.”

He smiled. “You don’t even love me a little bit?”

Yes.

“Nope, not even a little bit.”

“So you are just with me because…?”

“I can’t fuck anybody else and the only pain I feel as a vampire is the pain in my chest when you are away and it hurts and I don’t like it. If it wasn’t for those two things I wouldn’t give you the time of day.”

“Really?” he smiled at me with that killer smile of him. God I hate him. I love him but I mean I really hate him for making me love him. I don’t even want to like the bastard who took my life away. But I will give him credit. This vampire body is a blast. And drinking blood hasn’t been half bad. It’s fucking great to be honest.

“Then maybe I should stop fucking you. I would hate to be taking advantage of you.” He said grinning.

“What did you say? You got me into this mess and you are going to give me what I want. You can’t have sex with anyone either. This newborn phase will pass and I doubt you want to go years without sex do you?”

He frowned. Got you there. Time to remind him who has what body parts. I reached back and slowly untied my bikini top but held it up with my hand.

“Besides baby. Aren’t I pretty? Don’t you want me?” I rubbed my other hand over my belly. I saw him gulp. Sucker. I lowered my hand under my bikini bottoms and began rubbing. I fell to my knees and started moaning. “I mean I guess I can take care of myself if I have to. If you don’t want me.” Before I was changed, knowing what was coming I had waxed all my body hair. All of it. He knows what is under these bottoms. And he can’t live without it. I bit my bottom lip. I recognized pure lust in his eyes. He jumped me on the sand. I had to laugh. He’s a ruggedly handsome man but he won’t control me.

A boat ride later and two dealers turned into shark food and we were back in the house. I turned the TV on and watched The Price is Right on the Game Show network. Garrett looked at me like I was crazy. I suppose I was to a point.

“Bella, what are you doing?”

“I’m watching television Garrett. It should be obvious.”

“But you usually like to…”

“Fuck nonstop? I know. But you brought up a good point today. I need to start learning to control myself. I can’t let blood and sex run my life. So I am going to start holding off on both as long as possible.”

“What do you mean as long as possible? Even sex?”

“Yes.”

“So what are we going to do?” Men are clueless.

“Before you turned me you wanted to talk all the time. You were like a chick on a Lifetime made for TV movie. We could talk. We can watch TV. We can play board games. And we can fuck when I can’t take it anymore. If you want me to start loving you it wouldn’t kill you to start showing a little affection out of the bedroom. You could hold me and we could watch the sun rise and set and tell each other our deepest secrets in between. But if you don’t want to do any of that stuff you can shut the fuck up and let me watch TV. Plinko is coming up. I love that game. Then it’s the showcase showdown.”

He stared at me for a minute longer and finally sat down next to me. He made to put his arm around me and I let him. I laid my head on his chest and enjoyed feeling his presence. He really wasn’t half bad for a guy who killed me.

3 months later

I hated to leave this island but Garrett says the owners would be back in a few days. I would hate to kill them. We drove the speedboat out and sank it and swam back to our stolen yacht and took off. I would miss this place. I started a new life here, whether I wanted to or not and fell in love with my mate while attempting to overcome bloodlust and sexual addiction. It has been crazy. I had finally gotten enough control over my urges that we had begun to talk. He asked me to marry him. I told him to fuck off. He was my mate and that was good enough. What is it with guys and marriage? What a bunch of girls. Dreaming of their weddings all the time.

GPOV

I was sad to leave the island. This place would always have special memories for me. I’m pretty sure it was where my Mate fell in love with me. Not that the bitch would admit it. I asked her to marry me yesterday and she laughed at me! I thought girls were supposed to grow up dreaming of their wedding day. Apparently not this woman.

Carlisle once told me that the human Bella his family left was the kindest soul he had ever encountered. I could see that. He failed to mention that she was a foul mouthed sarcastic bitch but a woman needs a little mystery to her. Maybe she wasn’t like that around Carlisle. I guess I bring out the best in her.

We were underway and I hadn’t spoken to her much. To be honest she kind of hurt my feelings, laughing at my marriage proposal. But we had decisions to make. I was going to turn her into a Nomad yet.

“So dear, where would you like to go?”

“I don’t care.” She was walking to the deck to sun bathe. I don’t see the point. We can’t get a tan. She says she likes the feel of the sun on her body. I like the sight of it on her body too. Her sparkly nude body gets my attention every time. Unfortunately it makes it difficult to concentrate on other things.

“Have you ever been to Egypt?”

“No, and I don’t want to go right now either.”

Okay. So she doesn’t care where we go.

“You just said you didn’t care where we go.”

“Yes, but if we go to Egypt I will have to wear one of those full body robe outfits because of the sun. I don’t feel like hiding. Think of someplace else.”

Okay.

“How about South America? You were so keen on getting to Colombia. Maybe we could hang out in the rainforests? Search for lost cities. Kill some rebel fighters? Sound fun? I have friend who live in the Amazon if you are interested in meeting other vampires.”

“And would this be a female friend or a male friend?”

“Female friend.”

“And how well have you known this female friend in the past? I’m really not in the mood to kick some skank’s ass.”

“Just friends darling. Her name is Zafrina. She is quite the interesting person. What do you say?”

“Sure. May as well go somewhere. But don’t think I have forgotten about you getting me a house. And do you even have any money or are we going to go around stealing everything?”

“I have quite a bit of money. Interest over 200 years pays off. But I prefer to borrow things.”

“Kind of like we are borrowing this boat?”

“Of course!”

“Borrowing means returning. Are you planning on returning this boat?”

“Not really. But I’m sure it’s owner has already filed and received insurance and bought a brand new boat better than this one. I kind of did him a favor.”

“Really? A favor? Kind of like killing me?”

“Are you ever going to let that go or are you going to hang it over my head for eternity?” I mean this was getting old.

“I will probably let it go in 50 or so years. No worries Mate.”

Great. And I thought she would hold a grudge.

“I’m hungry. Are we there yet?” She asked.

“No dear we have a couple days sailing before we get there.”

“And what am I supposed to eat Garrett? Fish?”

“I have bagged blood for you in the fridge. Pop it in the microwave.”

“Can’t we find some drug runners or something?”

“How the hell do you expect me to find drug runners?”

“The Coast Guard does it all the time. “

“They have radar Bella. I don’t have a fucking radar.”

“Of course you do. What is the computer thing that keeps going in circles and highlighting things?”

“That radar is looking out for other boats.”

“Well drug runners don’t swim do they?”

“Bella would you just shut up and drink the fucking bagged blood?”

“No need to be rude, Garrett.” I took a deep breath. She is baiting me. That’s all. I can’t let her do this. I need to stay calm.

“Garrett?”

“Yes Bella?”

“Would you heat me up some blood and bring it to me? I don’t feel like getting up.”

“You’re a fucking vampire Bella. How do you not feel like getting up?”

“The sun feels too good. You should come join me. After you bring me some heated blood.”

BPOV

I love fucking with Garrett. He gets so frustrated so easily. I took my bikini top of and slipped my bottoms off. That got his attention. And here is my blood. I popped the top and began drinking the warm liquid. Not too hot. Just right. I have my man trained well. South America. Jungles. I wonder what kind of animals we will see. This should be fun. I wonder what Charlie is doing? Renee? Kat? I miss my family. I miss my friend. I even miss my booty calls a little bit. I closed my eyes and thought back to the day I walked into Forks High School. I wonder if I had never met the Cullens if this would have happened. Of course Garrett didn’t even know I knew the Cullens so I doubt it would have mattered. The sad thing is the longer I am with him the more bound to him I am. I agree with him even. We belonged together. I really did love him. More than I have ever loved anyone. He was fun. He was never down, even when I was at my bitchiest. He seemed to understand me better than anyone I had ever known. I felt him lie down next to me. I turned my head to see he was naked too. Nice. He held my hand as we lay side by side feeling the sun beating down on our bodies. We stayed like that until sundown. Not saying a word. Just lying on the deck being at peace. It was nice. We walked in and Garrett gave me a massage. I returned the favor. We made love until sun up and talked all day. I watched him operate the yacht and stayed in the wheel house with him. He told me of his human life. What life was like in the American Revolution. I asked him what he used for toilet paper while he was marching. Gross. Corncobs?

“Fucking corncobs Garrett?”

“We had to use whatever was available Bella. Toilet paper hadn’t been invented yet.”

“Grass. Paper? You think of these things Garrett?”

“It was all well and good if they were available. Most of the time in the field they weren’t.”

“There was no grass in the field? Seriously? Fine, enough conversation about how you wiped your ass.”

“You asked.”

“And I am sorry I did. So how come at 26 you weren’t married? Wasn’t that unusual for the times?”

“Not really. I hadn’t made a steady income yet with my father’s farm and men weren’t expected to marry until they were well off enough to afford a wife. Then men would usually marry a 15 year old girl. Girls were expected to marry young. By the time I was ready to marry the Revolution started and I immediately joined the cause.”

“15?”

“Yes 15, 16 somewhere around there.”

“So a bunch of pedophiles lived during your human years?”

“It was the way it was Bella. In Tudor times, women would be taken as young as 13.”

“You sick motherfucker!” I said looking at him with disgust. I knew all about this from American History. I was just fucking with him.

“I DIDN”T DO IT! You asked how things were back them. I answered.”

“I asked why you hadn’t married.”

“Because you didn’t exist yet! Don’t you see? It has always been you and always will be!”

Okay I’m not going to lie. That was sweet. That made my girl parts tingle a little bit. It was time to tell him the truth.

“I love you Garrett.”

“I love you Bella. And it’s about fucking time that you admitted it. Now what do you say we go to the Dominican Republic and get married?”

“No.”

GPOV.

It was worth a try. At least she finally admitted she loved me. I was ready to get off this fucking boat. We were a few hours away from South America. We would go into Colombia through the tip touching the ocean near Panama. From there it was to Brazil and the rainforests. I had plans to show Bella the Amazon River. I thought we could walk it. Enjoy the scenery. See if we could find Zafrina. It would be nightfall when we arrive. Plenty of time to get to the rain forest before day break under the canopy of trees.

I heard them coming from a couple miles away. The goddam pirates of the Caribbean.

“Garrett dear? Why is there a boat heading at high speed at night time towards us?”

“They are the pirates of the Caribbean my dear.”

“Are you fucking with me? I thought pirates were only in Somalia?”

“Oh no. There are pirates in these waters as well. They fully intend to rape you, kill us and steal this vessel. Probably sink it after they steal all the valuables.”

“Those assholes! I can’t believe I am going to get raped by Johnny Depp. All he had to do was ask! ” She said with a look of indignation.

“Yes, they are assholes. So shall we outrun them or have some fun?” Please say fun.

She smiled at me. “I am in the mood for some role play. Shall I be the damsel in distress?”

“That would be awesome Bella. I will be the outraged husband.”

“Boyfriend.”

“Oh will you get off it already?” I get it. No marriage. “Fine, outraged boyfriend.”

We waited for a few minutes and listened to the engines get closer. Two boats. This should taste good.

“Remember drain them and then break their necks to be sure. The last thing we need is a pissed off newborn pirate.”

“Afraid you can’t handle them?”

“I can handle anybody Bella, vampire or otherwise.” I gave her a look that I was serious. She needed to know I could protect her until she could protect herself. Then we would protect each other. She gave me a look and a nod, letting me know she believed me. Believed in me.

We heard them cut the engines and pull up silently. One boat on each side. We hurried to the bed room and pretended to be asleep. I listened to them quietly slip aboard. One of them fell on the deck. Bella giggled.

“Shhh.”

“Like they are being fucking quiet?” She asked. It was a good point.

“We should have been having sex when they walked in. That would have been awesome.” She whispered to me.

“They are not seeing you naked!” I hissed back at her.

They were outside the door. 1,2,3 CRACK!. They kicked the door in and began hollering. One found the light switch and cut the lights on. Bella and I looked up. Bella screamed. Loudly. The pirates jumped back. She curled up in my arms.

“Garrett. Oh Garret save me!”

Oh for God’s sake.

I began speaking to them in Portugese.

“What do you want? Why are you on my boat?”

“The man who appeared to be the leader and holding an AK 47 grinned at Bella and then looked at me. He spoke to his lackey.

“Take the man outside and shoot him and leave me with the girl. I will allow you all to have fun before we kill her. But she is mine first.”

I allowed the lackey to pull me up by my arm. He noticed my red eyes and cool skin and yelled out to his boss that I was a demon. Very superstitious they are down here. The boss told him to do as he was told. I kept a look of anger on my face. Bella had her hair hiding her face. I guess she didn’t want him to see her red eyes yet. I shrugged off Lackey’s arm and walked in front of him out the door. Bella screamed at me not to leave her. She has got to be the worst actress I have ever seen in my life.

“Please honey! Don’t leave me with this scary man! I’m so scared!” Then she began giggling. If she wants to play, she has to at least keep a straight face.

I turned and looked at her.

“You’re on your own bitch.” I said in Portugese. “Pray he uses lube!”

Bella continued to reach for me and the leader put his hand on her shoulder. She froze. He pushed her back and nothing. She didn’t move. I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes at me. He pushed again and she fell back. I continued to walk outside. Once I was out of our cabin. I felt a gun barrel in the back of my head. I was led to the side of the boat.

The lackey asked if I would like to be shot or thrown in and left to drown. I heard Bella screaming in ecstasy down below. Please. She is supposed to be getting raped and she is screaming in ecstasy? Worst actress ever.

“It looks like you girlfriend is enjoying herself down there. I can’t wait for my turn.” Three other pirates walked up behind him.

I turned and faced him. I grabbed the barrel of his rifle and twisted it into a knot. I raised an eyebrow and smiled at him. I saw Bella come up from below. She was wiping her lips. I guess playtime was over. I saw the look of fear on his face and on his friends faces.

“El Diablo.” He whispered.

“Nope. El Diablo is behind you. I’m just El Diablo’s boyfriend.”

And the feeding frenzy began.