Holiday Road
By Mama4Dukes
Chapter 12:
Meanwhile…
“Where the hell is she?” Lauren blurted. She looked worried to death and was pacing the room while wringing her hands.
“I have no idea. It’s been two hours already.”
Lauren and Emily had searched the resort, walked through the town, and called her cell about a hundred times only for the calls to go unanswered. Jake and Embry walked into the room.
“Hey, what’s the matter?” Jake asked.
“It’s Bella, she’s missing. We looked everywhere and can’t find her.”
“Did you call her phone?”
“Yeah, let me try again.” Lauren dialed her number.
Jacob reached under a pillow. “Is this her phone?”
“Yes, how did you know it was there?”
“I heard it vibrating. Uh… our hearing is enhanced.”
“Oh my God! Where could she possibly be?”
“No idea. Come on.”
The girls followed Jake and Embry to Charlie Swan’s room. “What do you mean she’s missing? I was just with her a couple of hours ago.”
“We can’t find her anywhere, Charlie.”
“Oh dear,” Sue sounded extremely worried.
“I’d phase to look for her, but I can’t; not with the baby on the way,” Leah stated with a glum expression on her face. She really wanted to be useful to Charlie and her mother, especially because she was responsible for the current wedding fiasco.
“I don’t think we need to phase. I think we can just sniff her out,” Seth told her.
“Okay, we’ll go and find her. Everyone else sit tight,” Embry declared. “Leah, you try to scent her out around the hotel.”
Back in the van…
“How in hell did we end up in Reno?” Paul asked.
“It’s because we let Jared drive.”
“Hey, I’ve always had a bad sense of direction. It’s your fault for putting your faith in me.”
“What kind of supernatural creature has a bad sense of direction?” Bella questioned. “Anyway, can we stop? I have to pee and I’m hungry.”
“Good idea.”
They parked the van in one of the free hotel parking lots, and then walked out onto the street to find a place to eat. “Alright, where are we going to eat? I’m starving.”
“This town is so cheesy; nothing like Vegas,” Bella commented.
“Vegas is cheesy.”
“I know, and this place is worse. It’s like… stale cheese.”
“How about that place across the street? There’s a sign that says free appetizers between three and five,” Jared suggested.
“Free is good.”
They walked into the little hole in the wall restaurant with white out windows and were seated immediately. Bella looked up and her jaw dropped. The waitresses were all topless and there was a stage in front of them with a woman dancing and stripping off her clothes.
“What can I get you men… and lady?” a topless waitress asked.
“Um, I think we’ve made a mistake…”
“We’ll take four Bud Lights… no make that tequila,” Paul stated, “and no, we’re in the right place.” He nodded his head and grinned.
“So you have free appetizers?” Quil asked.
“Yes, at the buffet right over there. Two drink minimum.”
“No problem.”
As soon as she walked away, Bella blurted, “I don’t want to eat at a strip joint.”
“It’s a grill. The sign outside clearly read, ‘The Beaver Bar and Grill.’”
“I’m a chick. I’m the only clothed chick here.”
“You could take your shirt off to blend in a bit more. I don’t mind.”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“Hey, sweets,” some guy murmured to her. “I could use a lap dance.”
“Hey, dude! She’s with us! Don’t look at her, don’t talk to her, and don’t even think about her! Comprende?” Paul snapped.
The guy held his hands up. “Chill out. I didn’t realize she was taken.”
He rushed off to find a stripper to give him a lap dance.
“Come on, let’s go and get some appetizers.” Paul took her hand and dragged her to the buffet.
“Stay with us, we’ll protect you,” Jared declared, staying right by her side.
Back at the resort…
“We looked everywhere? We can’t find her,” Leah stated. By now, everyone was gathered in Charlie’s hotel room.
“Damn it, we can’t file a police report for twenty-four hours.”
“What are we going to do, Charlie?”
“Did you smell any leeches anywhere?” Billy asked.
“Nope, Seth and Jacob phased and checked out the woods surrounding the resort. Nothing.”
“And Lauren and I asked the guy that she… um… the one she danced with last night,” Emily informed him. “He hasn’t seen her either.”
“The underwear model?” Rachel questioned.
“How did you know he was an underwear model?”
She held up a magazine and pointed to an ad featuring an oiled up, pumped up man clad in his underwear. “I saw her with him by the pool yesterday.”
“What the hell was my kid doing with an underwear model? Susie, where’s my gun?”
“Charlie, you can’t shoot the man for dancing with your daughter.”
“The hell I can’t!”
“Charlie, she’s twenty-three!” Allison chastised. “And that’s a very convincing looking man!” she added, pointing to the ad in the magazine and licking her lips hungrily.
“Well, if she’s holding out for something like that, no wonder she’s never met the right guy. Then again, with her looks, she should be able to do better than this bozo.” Charlie then looked pointedly at Lauren and Emily. “You know, I really think you girls need to move back home. You can live with Susie and me. I’d feel much better that way. Emily, I know your father would feel better if you lived closer to home, too.”
“Yes, especially now that you’re both imprints,” Billy piped in.
“Shut up, Billy, this isn’t about you!” several voices chastised, effectively shutting the man up.
At the Beaver Bar and Grill…
Bella giggled as she licked some tequila off of Jared’s chest. “Did you know, I once did it with a guy on a copy machine?”
“No, tell us more,” Paul prompted. The guys were having a great time with Chief Swan’s drunk, lush of a daughter.
“Well, it was at work, and one of the legal interns and I were seeing each other. We were there after hours, working on a case and we still had a long way to go. Anyway, it was during a break. We were bored, so we just did it.”
“Wait a minute. Are you a lawyer?”
“Nope, I’m a legal secretary. My job is kind of boring. That one incident was fun though.”
“Yeah, I bet it was.”
“I used to be a lawyer,” one of the strippers who had hunkered down at their table informed them.
“You were?” everyone asked surprised.
“Yeah, I hated the long hours and the pay wasn’t that great. This is a lot more fun.”
“I bet it is. You have a nice body, too. Do you do yoga?”
“Pilates. It’s good for the core.”
“Awesome.” Bella was drunk and feeling up Quil’s chest at this point. “Take your shirt off, I want to see.”
“Yeah, do it,” the stripper encouraged.
Jared had already been relieved of his shirt, and Paul and Quil were hot anyway, so they shrugged their shoulders and took their shirts off.
“Ooh!” one of the waitresses squealed. “Let me get the Cool Whip!”
“I love Cool Whip!” Bella gushed. “It’s so yummy to lick off!”
“We should all dance,” one of the strippers declared.
“Yeah, let’s dance!” the former lawyer turned stripper agreed.
“Fuck it, how often do we get to have this much fun?” Paul asked. “Usually, we have our battle axe wives breathing down our necks.” They all hit the dance floor. “Besides, this is Sue and Charlie’s bachelor party.”
“Who are Sue and Charlie?” some guy asked.
“Her dad and soon to be step-mom.”
“Is she a witch like Cinderella’s step-mom?” the stripper asked.
“No, I don’t think so. My father wouldn’t marry a witch.”
“That’s good. We should celebrate the fact that your step-mom isn’t a witch!”
“Woohoo! Party!” another voice whooped.
“You know, Paul, I’d have your baby if you weren’t married.”
“Sweetheart, if I weren’t married, I’d give you lots of babies,” he replied to Bella.
They danced, partied, and simply enjoyed themselves to their hearts’ content. Hours later, they finally headed back to the van. This time Quil took the wheel.
“Guys, guys, do you want to hear a funny?” Bella asked.
“Go for it.”
“Lauren told me yesterday that Jake didn’t have a condom so when they did it by the ice machine at the motel, he came inside of it.”
Quil suddenly screeched to a stop on the side of the highway. All three guys got out and puked.
“What did I say?” Bella wondered out loud.
By midnight, everyone was completely out of their minds with worry. It was around that time that Paul walked into the resort lobby carrying a passed out Bella in his arms. They had partied with the strippers and even gone skinny-dipping in one of the hotel pools with everyone. They had literally partied their brains out. When they were about to board the elevator, their imprints came out so Paul hastily shoved Bella into the stairwell with the intention of grabbing her later.
“Where the hell were you?” Kim snapped.
“We went out for a few beers,” Jared replied.
“A few beers? You’ve been gone for twelve hours!”
“Yeah, we told you we were going to find a bar and that’s what we did. We found an air conditioned bar, sat, and chilled out.”
“Well, it’s been chaos here-just so you know.”
“So, why didn’t you call us?”
“We did. All of you had your cell phones turned off.”
“Hey, we’re on vacation. We don’t need you nagging us when we’re supposed to be relaxing. Now what’s the chaos all about?”
“Bella Swan is missing and everyone is out of their minds.”
“Missing? She’s n… ugh.” Jared stopped when Paul stomped on his toe. “I’m sure she’ll turn up.”
“Let’s hope so. The wedding is tomorrow.”
“Let’s go upstairs,” Rachel suggested. She wagged her eyebrows at Paul.
“Good idea.” He nodded to Quil and Jared, indicating to them to go and grab Bella. He was going to be busy making love to his wife. They nodded back. Relieved, they each went back to their rooms.
“What the hell?” Sam muttered as he walked down the stairs intent on doing another run in search of Bella. He found her passed out and reeking like liquor and Cool Whip at the bottom of the stairwell. He immediately picked her up and brought her upstairs. Locating her room key in her purse, he opened the door, took her shoes off, and gently tucked her into bed. He breathed a sigh of relief, returned to his room, and left messages for everyone informing them that Bella was safely ensconced in her bed.
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