Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Spy Games

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 25:

I can’t believe I am doing this. I am so pissed at Sasha. If she wasn’t so hot and deadlier than I was I would kill her for this. As it is, she looks into my eyes and I melt. Now I’m looking into this pussy’s gold eyes and I want to kill her. Arial and Angela are in the living room, or not living room I suppose, in this house. Edward asked me upstairs so we could speak in private and Hawk told him no before I could.

Instead the vampires in the house left and I am in the kitchen that is never used, but still has a refrigerator plugged in, sitting at a table with Edward Cullen trying to explain why we are not fucking mates.

“Thank you for agreeing to meet with me, Bella.”

“I was ordered to by my commanding officer who is also my hot step aunt. Believe me if it had been anyone else who ordered this I wouldn’t be here.”

“I believe you would.”

“I believe you are a little whiny bitch who asked your Daddy to get what you want. Understand this, I felt sorry for you when I first met you. Then you annoyed me. Then I started hating you and now I wish you were dead… er. That is the progression of our relationship. You are hung up on me. Sorry about that. If I were you, I would be hung up on me too but I wouldn’t be so pathetic that I would keep chasing after me after I learned I was gay. Does that make sense?”

Somewhere in that sentence I lost track of who I and me were. Fuck it. I’m a spy, not a writer.

“Not really.”

“Edward, I am gay. I have always been gay. What about this don’t you get? I have zero attraction to men. Zero. Notta. Nothing. Zippo. Any of this sinking into your superior vampire brain?”

“Bella, being a lesbian is a choice.”

“There are studies that disagree with you Edward. I would expect an intellectual zombie like you to know that. But even if it is a choice, I would gladly make it again and again. Edward when I first arrived at Forks high school the girls there were obsessed with you. If you are what straight girls are attracted to then I am glad I am gay. I fucked a ballerina once who was more of a man than you are.”

“I am a dangerous predator.”

“Sure you are. Just keep telling yourself that Tiny.” Poor deluded bastard. “That’s why you got your ass handed to you by James and got your ass beat in that gothic throne room by a giant and a fourteen year old girl. By the way, do you have any idea how many more ribs I had broken because instead of fighting James you tried to run away with me and failed? I also got bitten because you wouldn’t fight that bitch straight up.”

“I had to get you to a hospital. You were in danger of bleeding to death.”

“Good job with that plan. Why didn’t you rip his head off in seconds and then take me to a hospital? Oh that’s right, you couldn’t dangerous predator. What was your answer to everything? I will take you and hide Bella. You aren’t kidding, are you? You are a badass predator. That’s what predators do I suppose, run and hide?”

“You have never appreciated the danger you are being around me constantly. Do you have any idea how much control it takes not to kill you. Your blood sings to me…”

“Exactly!” Yes!

“What do you mean, exactly?”

“Eddie, if I was your supposed soulmate how could I also be the one person on Earth you want to kill more than anyone you have ever ran across? How does that make sense? How could I hate you this much if I was your so called mate? It doesn’t make sense. If you would think about this logically taking in all the evidence, you would see we are not meant to be. You are obsessed with me because I am sexy as hell, you love the scent of my blood and you can’t read my mind. It has nothing to do with me or who I am, it’s all about who you have in your mind as being the perfect mate.”

Edward said nothing, just sat there looking at me, not moving, not breathing. This guy could make a fortune as a living statue street performer.

“Edward? Did I break you? Because if I did, I would really like to cut this short. I have a life. Angela, my girlfriend, has things to do, I have things I need to do to her and Arial and I still need to work out today.”

“Homosexuality is a sin.” he finally said.

“Why do you say that Edward? Is that what your mother and father told you?”

“My father would never speak of such a thing. I was reading a passage in the bible once and I asked my mother about sodomy. She explained it to me.”

“Your mother?”

“Yes, my mother.”

“Do you think your mother knew everything?”

“She was a very intelligent and devout woman.”

“And you say she knew what Carlisle was and asked him to change you?”

“She suspected.” he agreed.

“So she was devout and intelligent and she asked a person she suspected of being a supernatural creature to change you into what you consider to be a soulless being, instead of allowing God’s plan for you to die an agonizing death and go to Heaven?”

Edward was silent again.

I had no time for this.

“Eddie? That wasn’t rhetorical. I really want to know why if she was so devout, she didn’t trust in God but instead put her faith in a suspected supernatural creature.”

“She must have suspected he was an angel.”

Oh good lord. These are the people who say my kind are going to hell.

“Edward did she know about DNA. About quantum physics? Did she know the Earth was four and a half billion years old? Edward, the church you love so much used to burn people alive for saying the Earth wasn’t flat. Religion has been an excuse to kill thousands of innocents for being so called witches. I have nothing against religion, trust me I have prayed to God enough to get you to leave me alone in the past year, but even churches change stances with new information. If you refuse to change with the times, then you should go stand in a museum somewhere and not move for the next thousand years. Carlisle uses medical techniques to save lives but there are those who believe any medical intervention is against God’s plan. Are they wrong for placing their trust in God rather than physicians? Does that make Carlisle a sinner for trying to help people? You say you love Esme like a mother but according to you she is going to hell for being a soulless vampire. You talk about being a gentleman but you broke into my house for months and watched me sleep without permission and went through my drawers. What is wrong with you? You are a walking, talking, undead contradiction.”

Edward was silent again. Fuck this.

“Therapy time is over for this week. Think about what we have talked about and we can pick up next week.”

“Wait! We still have time.”

“No we don’t. I agreed to meet with Esme and your kidnapping bitch sister, remember?”

“I wanted to play the piano for you. I composed a…”

“Hawk!” I yelled.

The sounds of breaking wood filled the air.

“What did he do?” Edward asked, sounding very distressed.

“He smashed your piano with a sledge hammer he brought at my request. Ask to play again and next time he uses C 4. Didn’t you hear it in his thoughts?”

“No, his thoughts are vile. All he thinks about are explosions and bodies being ripped to shreds and sexual relationships with women who have breasts of unnatural size.”

“Exactly. We are trained not to think about combat until it is time to fight. Then we just do it, not think about it. It’s how true predators fight. We don’t growl at each other like fucking vampires, we kill without hesitation.”

“And you believe you can kill without hesitation Bella?”

“Try me bitch. Now since we have decided that you will not play the piano in my presence, call your fucking sister so we can get this over with and I can mentally prepare myself for a dog training session tomorrow.”

“Could you convince your friends or servants at the school to stop…”

“Yes?”

“Someone slashed Alice’s tires on her Porsche today.”

“I would recommend walking to school then. Call your sister. Then I have to say hi to your mommy.”

“What about Emmett?”

“I can put him on my schedule for fifteen minutes next week but it will cut into your therapy time.”

Edward did not argue, instead running out the door. Arial walked in.

“Damn, what did you say to him that made him leave that fast?”

“I suppose he is going to shop for a new piano.”

“Hello Bella… Arial.”

“Kidnapping whore! Have a seat!” I greeted her politely.

Arial smirked and walked out.

Alice sat down. She did not appear any happier than I felt.

“You don’t look happy to see me, Alice. I thought you wanted to spend time with me?”

“I would like to spend time with the real you. Not whatever this is you are pretending to be.”

Not this shit again.

“Okay Alice, but you and I both know this is who I am.”

“I have seen you as a vampire.”

“You have seen me as a vampire because of choices other vampires made. You haven’t seen me becoming a vampire. You can’t because you can’t really see me, can you?”

“No Bella.”

“So what would you like to talk about with the real me?”

“I think we should go shopping. Your clothes make you look like a slut.”

“Could you define slut?”

“You know what I mean!”

“Your clothes make you look like an old lady! Jesus you are five foot maybe 110 with tight ass, cute perky tits and a beautiful face and you constantly cover it up. What the hell is wrong with you? You are in no way as hot as I am, but you aren’t bad. I dress like I do because not only am I comfortable in my own body, I fucking love my body. Masturbation is almost as good as sex for me. I’m just kidding, it’s not even close to sex with my woman but I have had friends I would just as soon get myself off and not deal with their baggage. You are so jealous because of the looks I get. You and your coven are used to being the objects of lust in every school you attended and you can’t stand that every boy and probably a few girls want me more than you or your family.”

“It would not kill you to be a bit more conservative.”

“I spent the first half of this year being conservative and it nearly did kill me. Now I’m not shopping with you and you aren’t changing your style so is there anything else?”

“I would like your help planning the graduation party.”

What the fuck?

“You want to help me plan my party?”

“No, I want you to help me plan my party. I am throwing a graduation party.”

“Too bad no one will be here. I have already charmed the neighbors and Charlie has agreed to block the streets around our house and we are having a fucking party at my place. Things are going to get crazy. Everybody is going to be there. People will be talking about this forever. You aren’t invited.”

“You really think people will go to your party over mine? Those children would love a chance to see inside the mysterious Cullen mansion.”

“Your tires got slashed today. You seem very popular. Anyway go ahead and decorate the house. You did a great job with my birthday party.”

“The party would have been a success if not for my husband!”

“You didn’t invite anyone! How the fuck can you have a party and not invite anyone? Did this even cross your mind?”

“You didn’t have any friends!”

“Not hanging around you freaks all day!”

“That was your choice!”

“It was my job.”

“Yes, don’t remind me. I can’t believe you betrayed us.”

“Your husband knew about it. He didn’t say a word. Seems to me you should be more pissed off at him.”

“He was placed in a bad position and forced to keep secrets from me for the protection of our family. You betrayed us!”

“Yes, I did and I would do it again and again! It’s my fucking job but I would do it for free! The Volturi slaughter innocent tourists and call it meal time. Fuckers like James and Victoria kill people. I am sure there are thousands of people being killed by vampires every fucking day. Do you know what happens to a rabid dog who attacks people? He gets put down. Do you know what happens to crocodiles and lions who kill people? They are hunted and killed. Edward likes to brag about what a predator he is? Fine, this is how humans deal with predators.”

“We don’t harm humans!”

“No, but you are the ones who insisted on interacting with humans leading to your discovery! So don’t be pissed off at me because I did a job to help my kind. You fucking vampires have forgotten that just because you are stronger and faster doesn’t mean humans aren’t predators as well. You could have stayed in secrecy like other vampires and we probably never would have known but you didn’t, so deal with the consequences. We can kill you now and there are a hell of a lot more of us than there are of you.”

Alice imitated Edward, not moving. Fucking undead statues.

“Anything else?”

“I’m really not invited to your party?”

“You kidnapped me and took me to Italy for one reason and it wasn’t even to really save Eddie was it? You probably decided to walk me into that throne room yourself and planned for me to be changed to save all of our lives. You couldn’t be blamed by the family for changing me against my will and Eddie couldn’t fight you over it. I bet once you made the decision you saw everything working out for you but you didn’t consider all the variables, did you? Your visions aren’t really that accurate, are they? You said it yourself, you had thought of just changing me but you didn’t. You wanted someone else to do it, so you risked my life.”

Yeah. Thought I was too stupid to figure that out, didn’t you bitch?

“Alice?”

“I would have turned you before they harmed you. Aro would have been too fascinated with your gift to actually kill you. You were never in any danger.”

“I was in danger of being turned into a vampire.” I gritted out.

“But not dead.”

“To me it’s the same thing. I like tans, I like blood pumping through me. I like having to work for everything I get, like this body. I like being human. I like the idea that I can die one day, hopefully in a blaze of glory and get a break from sparkling fuckers like you.”

“No problem. I won’t turn you, trust me. The idea of having you live forever is not appealing to me either.”

“And yet here you are, trying to talk to me.”

“Because I want to understand what happened to my friend.”

“Your friend? I wasn’t a friend.”

“I know. You were pretending.”

“Even if I hadn’t, I still wasn’t your friend. I was your dress up doll and you didn’t even dress me in cool outfits! I lied to you and said I hated shopping because Uncle Jack wanted me to for some damn reason and you still insisted! You stared at me while I ate. You never saw me as more than a fascinating pet you could dress up. If you want a friend, you should spend time with Arial. She can tell you how to be a friend.”

“Oh yes, your best friend, right? The one you call your sister. What is it that makes her such a good friend?”

“Because we are different and accept each other regardless.”

“From what I heard at school yesterday and today it would appear you two are very, very similar.”

“I like pussy and she likes dick. How different can two girls be?” I asked. I would agree that besides that little difference we are actually quite similar in our views of the world. “You can’t even accept that I didn’t want to dress like you. What kind of friend did you think you were?”

“I… I don’t know.”

“Think about that. When you can figure out how to appreciate someone’s differences and like them anyway for who they are then maybe we can talk about how you can make friends in the future. As far as you and me? You kidnapped me, drugged me and put my life in danger intentionally. There are certain things I don’t forgive. If anyone is going to put my life in danger it will be me.”

Or Sasha apparently, because damn it I can’t tell her no.

“Hour’s up Bella.” she told me in my skull.

“Thanks Sasha.”

Alice seemed surprised.

“She is listening. I thought we would be talking in private.”

“Someone is always listening to me. Unlike your so called family they are actually concerned about my life. Something to think about if you ever get any ideas about kidnapping me again. I have to go. Tell Esme she can have mommy training next week and Emmett can say whatever the fuck he wants to say, but your family gets one hour of therapy. You can all decide how you want to break it up.”

I walked into the not living room and saw Angela and Arial were actually laughing together, watching some movie on the giant television. Hawk stood there with his arms crossed, a dog whistle in one hand and his other discreetly tucked into his jacket where he probably had a sawed off twelve gauge hidden.

“Times up guys. Let’s move.”

“About fucking time.” Hawk grumbled. “Anything else I can destroy before we leave?”

“Not now Dan. We always have next week.”

Hawk got into his Jeep and Angela got in as well. I was a bit confused but she explained quickly.

“Dan is taking me to the gun range behind your house to meet Connolly. You two are going running with Jack, right?”

“Yeah… I mean we were later. I was thinking right now…”

“You can get laid later Swan. Work out first, sex later. Get your priorities straight.” Hawk told me.

“Your priorities have you looking like a walking steroid advertisement and single.” I fairly countered.

“Go to Jack’s and try to stay out of trouble in the ten minutes it takes you to get there.”

No problem, right?

I drove us away and we didn’t comment on the happenings of the Cullen house. I don’t think either of us gave a damn.

Then I saw her.

“Arial if you were a vampire who wanted to kill a certain person but couldn’t get close enough because everywhere you walked either other vampires or werewolves would smell you, what would you do?”

Arial gave it some thought for five seconds.

“Easy. I would get into a car, drive up to wherever the target was and kill. Why?”

“Uh…”

“Your fucking kidding, right?”

“Looks like she has a Corvette.”

Arial turned and looked through the back window.

“Yep that’s her. Pull over and I’ll give her a dose of sound and you can take out the bitch execution style.”

“Bad move Bella.” Sasha told me. “She is fast enough to take you both out before you even exit the car. Jack and is going to jump out in the street and kill her through her window. Bring her here.”

“There? Sasha if we bring her there and he misses… call Sam. Tell him to have his wolves at the treaty line on the highway. We will lead her straight there.”

“Okay, go for it. She is in a Corvette. You think you can out… never mind.”

That’s my girl.

“Hold on to something, Arial.”

“She knows we know. She is closing the distance. I think she is going to try and ram us.”

“No problem.”

I pressed the accelerator and moved away. A curve was coming up in a half mile. Instead of slowing, I put my girl into second and hit 3000 RPM. Going into the curve I hit the apex, slammed into third and accelerated, swinging the back around and inducing oversteer. Luck held as no one was around the bend and I came out of the drift perfectly.

“Is she still behind us?”

“Yeah, she made the turn barely. Apparently, she is not familiar with racing techniques.”

“Glad she did. We are going to lead her into a trap.”

“Sounds awesome. I’ll spot, you watch the road.”

Another curve thankfully wide enough that I didn’t have to drift and I was on the road to La Push.

And a fucking car was in front of me driving very slowly. I jerked to the left barely missing her bumper. We were on the straight away and Vicki would still have to go behind me…

“She is on the right of the car on the shoulder. Looks like she is going to slam the Buick into us.”

I hit fourth and was already past the Buick before she had a chance to try. Vicki slid back and then around the Buick.

“She is on our ass.”

“We are on a straight away. What is the top speed of her car?”

“Looks like a 2014 Stingray. Guessing between 180 and 190. All she needs is a burst and she can close the distance pretty fast, fast enough to bump us. She knows she will survive a wreck at that speed.”

“She won’t touch us.” I told her. Eleanor would school this bitch.

“Bella the wolves are set up. You are still… damn how fast are you going?” Sasha asked. I suppose she was tracking my GPS chip planted in my ear.

“150 and climbing. Could you use a satellite or something to see if any cars are on the road ahead?”

“I’m checking now. A logging truck… no he just pulled off. I think you are okay. Two cars are coming from La Push. Do not let her get to your side.”

“No problem.”

We drove and Victoria kept up, both of us pacing 180 miles an hour. She had tried several times to bump us but she wouldn’t touch my baby.

“One mile from where the wolves are set up. Get out of there Bella.”

Go time.

“Arial, arm the NOX.”

Arial flipped the switch and placed her finger on the button. I rolled my window down slightly and stuck my hand out to shoot the finger at Vicki. Bringing my hand in and clutching the steering wheel, I gave the order.

“Hit it!”

Arial hit the button and we were both pressed against our seats. We reached 220 and all I saw in the rearview mirror was Victoria’s surprised face and then she was a red speck behind me.

We crossed into La Push and I started to slow. This would give us enough space that even if she did get away from the wolves, Arial and I could spread out so she couldn’t take both of us.

We stood, guns drawn, dog whistles ready, waiting.

No howls.

“Please don’t tell me all those bitches went down that quick. I don’t hear any howls.”

“I don’t hear any squealing either.” I pointed out, figuring she was right and they were probably all dead.

“Bella, Arial, come home.” Sasha instructed.

“What happened?”

“She ditched the car into the wolves and took off running. They tried to chase but a few of them had burnt fur and that distracted the others. She made it into the ocean.”

I glanced at Arial and we both drew, spreading out from each other, turning in circles.

“She isn’t coming back today. I can’t see you but I know you two are probably setting up a perimeter. Come back now unless you want to see Jake.”

“Time to go, Arial.”

I did not want to see Jake today. Therapy with him was tomorrow.

We both relaxed and I took a look at her. I knew what she was feeling.

“That was fucking awesome!” I screamed.

We ran to each other and hugged, both of us giggling like school girls. I couldn’t help it.

“We finally won a street race!” I told her hopping up and down.

“You handled that drift so perfectly I could kiss you!”

“Nice timing on the NOX. Did you see her face?”

“Yeah for a split second till we blew that bitch away. Oh my God what a rush! I hope she tries it again! That was so fun. We beat a Stingray!”

“Yeah, she should have had modifications done. Poor bitch didn’t know who she was fucking with. She ditched the car into the wolves by the way. It was destroyed.”

Arial dropped her head. I too had a moment of silence. It was a fine piece of art and did not deserve to die like that. So many lives lost in this war. It made me want to cry.

Nah, we won a fucking street race!

Jack was a little freaked out of course, probably because Arial and I were still giggling and he thought we may have lost our minds. He decided to come running with us, and the three of us took off. An hour later we had run to my house for water and I was surprised to see Hawk’s Jeep still there. I checked the back and heard the pump on my hot tub was on. Looking in I found…

Ty fucking Gavin.

“What the fuck are you doing in my hot tub?”

“What? You let the pussy look at your underwear for months but I can’t take a dip? Besides Charlie said it was cool for me and Jay to use it anytime.”

“Charlie doesn’t give access to anyone when it comes to my hot tub.”

“He said you might say that and said, I quote, Bella bought the hot tub for me so it makes it ours and I can let anyone use our hot tub that I want.”

Wow.

Point to Dad.

I slammed the door and walked to the woods in the back of the house. Dan was leaned up against a tree saying nothing, but he was smiling. Angela was staring at a clean target in front of her, only ten yards away and Jason did not look pleased.

“Look Weber, has Bella ever used a vibrator on you?”

“What?!”

“A vibrator? Metal thing, goes bbbrrrrrrrrrr, about this long, maybe longer knowing her. Any of this ring a bell?”

“What do our personal lives…”

“Has she or has she not?”

“Yes okay? Last night we… it’s not your business!”

“How did she use it?”

“What?!”

“Did she just shove it in and go to work? She didn’t, did she? She used it to caress you I bet. Play with you, make you relaxed? She probably treated that hunk of battery powered metal like a damn feather, didn’t she?”

“Oh my God.” Angela was so red even her tan skin couldn’t hide it. I wish I could see if her face was as red as the rest of her body but I would bet it was. I should step in. Dan put his fingers to his lips so I stopped.

“Answer the question Weber. It’s important.”

“Yes okay? Yes she did!”

“Then why can’t you handle a gun the same way she handles a vibrator? This is not a piece of metal any more than that vibrator is. Like the vibrator this is a piece of art created for a specific purpose. Like the vibrator, used incorrectly, mistakes can be made and pain to yourself or someone you love could occur. You have to treat a gun like you would treat a woman. Caress, feel, make her a part of you, love her. Appreciate the curves, get a tingle in your unmentionables from the power in your grip. Know that just like you will be able to use that vibrator one day to drive her crazy, you are going to use this gun to kill your enemy. It is not a baseball bat. You don’t just grip it and swing. Shooting has to be an extension of you. When you fire a bullet it will go where you want it too because it’s not an inanimate piece of metal firing a projectile, it is a part of your body, and just like an arm or a leg or a tongue it will do what you tell it too. Do you understand?”

“I think so?”

“Treat the fucking gun like its Bella’s pussy and you want to caress every inch of it. See the target as the clit. You know where you are going and you know how to get there. All you have to do is let the gun guide you. Follow her thigh with your tongue to the target, follow the bullet to the target.”

“Oh… okay.”

“Now relax your shoulders. You are trying to kill a target. Edward might be sniffing Bella’s thongs. Are you going to let him do that?”

“No.”

“Then relax and know that you are about to kill him. Not think, not hope, but know in your heart that you are going to deliver death. Hands up front spread your legs out just a bit and your plant foot back. Bring your arms up… no keep your shoulders relaxed. I told you this isn’t baseball. You aren’t about to hit a homerun. The best shooting is like the best sex. Sensual and flowing right up until the big bang at the end. Got it? Keep your shoulders relaxed.”

Oh my God, I can’t believe he is doing this. Still her form did look good.

“You have fired this weapon eight times and have not hit the very large paper target eight times because you are scared and your grip is too strong. It is making you shake and lose focus. Now how does that gun feel? Just hold it.”

Angela was holding it. I wanted to fist her on the ground right now. I wanted to consume her.

“How does it feel, Weber?”

“It feels good?”

“You asking me or telling me?”

“I’m telling you. It feels good.”

“Feel those curves? Feel the warmth under your hands? Are you feeling your woman’s thighs right now? That soft skin flush and warm just from being near you?”

Jack had his face in his hands. Arial had tears running down her face.

“Yeah. Yeah, I really am. I can feel her”

“Keep your eyes open Weber. No spontaneous orgasms on the range. What do you see?”

“I see the target.”

“Can you feel the target?”

“Yes.”

“What are you thinking of right now? The target or your woman’s pussy?”

“Both.”

Damn she sounded sexy.

“Now that gun is your tongue. It’s your vibrator. Reach out and lick the target.”

Angela fired.

She didn’t jump.

She hit the bullseye. I nearly had an orgasm.

She jumped up and down causing Connolly to hit the ground and then come up behind her to roll the gun out of her hand.

“Oh I’m sorry. But did you see that? Did you see it?”

“Yeah I did. You licked that pussy good Weber. Proud of you. Now do it again.”

“Dad, can Connolly teach me how to shoot?” Arial asked.

“Shut up Arial.”

Guess Jack did not like that idea. Angela heard us.

“Bella! Did you see me hit the target?”

“Yes, I did.” I told her, kissing her when she wrapped her lithe, lean body around mine.

“Did you have a nice run?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“I thought you were only going to run for an hour. What took you so long?”

I looked at Dan. He of course shrugged his shoulders. “Sasha said you two had it taken care of and not to worry her.”

“Not to worry about what?”

So I told her.

and she fainted.

I held her up before she hit the ground and Jack carried her inside. As I followed, I heard Arial ask Connolly if he could give her some advice on shooting. Hawk told her no and grabbed her ear, dragging her behind us.

Little freak.

The next day I had a text message from Jake. I really need to change my spy phone number. Actually since everyone knows everything there is no point. No, I was going to let Angela use it. Her fucking bastard father cut hers off. I was going to kick his ass then thought fuck it, she doesn’t need him.

/Bella, please come at 8 to first beach. we are having a bonfire. Elders think it is important you be there/

/Elders can go fuck themselves. Will there be alcohol?/

/No. It’s a sacred bonfire, usually for pack and imprints only. Dad tells the stories of our tribes’ history and the history of the spirit warriors./

/U don’t know them already?/

/Yes, I do. Its tradition./

/If you know them already why is he going over it again? afraid u might forget u turn into a big Fido?/

/Its tradition./

Huh.

/Stupid fucking tradition. I can buy some of those books in Port Angeles and hand them out to all of you. That way if you forget you can read about it instead of sitting around a bonfire not getting drunk/

/Please? Sam said you wanted to hang out with us./

Fucking Uley.

/Sam’s a liar. He told Leah he was going to marry her. How did that shit work out?/

/So you won’t come?/

/Not with you. Only Angela gets to make me cum. I’m bringing my girlfriend, my best friend and my bodyguard./

/U can’t come yourself?/

/No I need her to get me off. C U at 8/

I texted Angela and Arial about the change in plans.

At 7:55 we stumbled onto first beach and moved towards the medium size fire. Eleanor was left in Jack’s protective custody while he and Sasha had some quality time and Charlie was in Jason and Ty’s protective custody playing poker or whatever it was, they did in their guy time. I just prayed clothes stayed on because that is just a disturbing thought. We had decided to let Hawk drive us because we were in no shape to outrun or kill vampires tonight.

Arial and I had already had six shots of tequila and Angela had two.

Angela was smashed.

We stumbled to the logs while the pack looked at us and avoided looking at Hawk who stood behind us.

Angela wouldn’t stop laughing. She was so cute. We had all worn very short cutoff jeans and her legs looked so good in the firelight.

“Ang? We have to be quiet. The pow wow is about to start.” I whispered causing Arial to spit out the tequila she had just drank. I took the bottle from her before she wasted anymore.

“Okay Chief Bill. We are here. Start your histories. You have our… stop it Arial… our undivided attention.”

Angela just laid her head in my lap.

Now she was licking my leg.

“You are so sexy.” she slurred.

“I know sweetie but we need to listen to the Indian’s vampire stories now. Come on, sit up.”

I looked at Arial.

“How much has she had?”

“Two shots.”

“Angela you haven’t ever drunk any alcohol have you baby?” Oh this poor child.

“Nooooppppe.”

This is going to be a fun night. I decided to forgo the shot glass and drink straight from the bottle.

“Okay then, if we are ready to start.” Wheels said quietly.

The old man started chanting. His eyes were closed and he was kinda spacing out.

“Time out. If this is going to be one of those things where you get your leather g strings out and start dancing around a fire I am out of here.”

“Shut up Swan.”

I turned slowly to look at my favorite bitch.

“Make me Clearwater. Just stay human when you do. I like it bare; don’t I baby?”

“Yes you do and stop flirting with her. I’m not that drunk.” Angela told me, suddenly not slurring anymore.

“My bad. Sorry Clearwater looks like you don’t get to shut me up. You wouldn’t have known what to do with it anyway.”

“Bella!”

“What?!” I yelled back.

“Nothing, sorry.” Wheels backed down quick.

“Start already Billster. I’m only required to spend an hour here but if you can keep us entertained, we might stay longer and get drunker. All depends on you big guy.”

Wheels started talking as soon as father time stopped chanting. I tried to pay attention. I really did. But everything he said was being recorded so I could look at the transcript later. Angela straddled my waist and started kissing me. I loved the taste of tequila in her mouth.

“I want another shot baby.” she whined.

“No, I want you awake when I get you home tonight. I’m staying with you tonight and I have a lot of plans for you. I’m going to fuck you so good you are going to be screaming that you are mine.”

“Oh God I am yours.”

“Uh Bella?” I heard Jake say my name from somewhere that didn’t matter. I should have brought Vodka. Tequila always makes me horny and dominant.

“I have a question.”

I looked over at Arial who was raising her hand.

“Yes…”

“The name is Arial, Wheels. Can I ask my fucking question?”

“This isn’t really a question and answer session.”

“Good thing I really wasn’t asking. Now you say this third wife, I suppose since she is a woman, she doesn’t deserve to have a name, you say she stabbed herself in the heart with one of her son’s knives to distract this fucking vampire and give her old man a chance at killing the whore right?”

“That is… somewhat… not in those words but yes.”

“Why didn’t she just cut her arm or something?”

Huh. Good job Arial. Glad one of us wasn’t that drunk.

“Hey Bella watch this.”

Arial took a swallow of tequila and stood up, spitting into the fire.

“Huh. I thought the flames would like grow or something.”

“No, you just wasted tequila. Give me the fucking bottle.”

She handed it over and stumbled back to the log. Once she sat, she fell over the back but Hawk caught her and helped her back up. Angela reached for the bottle and I moved it to keep it away from her. She pouted and stuck her lower lip out so I gave her a small drink.

Then I took a big one.

“Answer my sis’s question Wheels. Why didn’t she just cut herself? Why stab herself through the heart?”

“I… I don’t really know.”

“Was she an imprint?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Maybe she was gay and the imprint made her straight and she decided to off herself.”

It was possible.

“I don’t think… look…”

“This sounds like a bullshit story.” Angela said, surprising the hell out of me.

“Excuse me?” Wheels sounded offended. I glared at him and he looked down.

“It sounds like a bullshit story written by a man. This is passed down by word of mouth, right? The wife probably kicked the leaches ass and the men didn’t want to admit it so they made some bullshit story about her killing herself and big bad Tahi Tahi took down the bad guy by himself.”

Drunk Angela is on top of shit. I was starting to feel a little wasted myself. Usually Hawk carried me over one shoulder and Arial over the other. I wonder how he would handle three drunk girls.

“Yeah, my woman has it nailed. Either she offed herself to get away from him and all those sons or it’s a bullshit story.”

“I don’t know.” Billster started…

“Show some respect.” Paul said. glaring probably still upset about all the times he has pissed his pants because of us.

“Shut up LaHote. Hey you. Cutey? Yeah you.” Arial slurred once again. She was a talkative little drunk blondie tonight.

‘Me?” One of the boys, I think he was Jake’s friend Emory answered.

“Yeah what’s your name?”

“Uh Embry.”

I was close.

“You’re looking pretty good. I like your abs. Do you have a bigger dick than LaHote? You would have to, right? You wanna go for a walk on the beach?”

“Arial.” Uh oh. Hawk used that voice.

“What Dan?”

“If you take him on a walk, he isn’t coming back alive.”

“You aren’t going a damn place and your bodyguard can go to hell!” LaHote stood up and started towards Arial. I looked at Hawk who only smirked.

LaHote jumped back from the bullet that hit the sand inches from his foot.

“Motherfucker!”

“What the hell is going on?” Jake asked.

“You really shouldn’t make any sudden moves towards Arial or me. Dante is always watching. Looks like that bullet just missed Paul. You are lucky. Dante doesn’t usually give warning shots.”

“What is with you and always shooting at people!?” Leah asked.

“I didn’t shoot him. I was sitting right here, drinking tequila. You saw me! I was here right?” I asked Angela.

“You sure were, Gorgeous. Hey Jake, did you know she tastes like strawberries? Oh no I guess you don’t and you never will.” Angela was giggling again.

“Maybe we should take this party back to Jack’s and climb in the hot tub girls. I’m sure Dante is tired of sitting in a tree, scoping these fuckers. You got anything else to add Billiam?”

“Uh, no, we were just going to go over why we had the treaty with the Cullens and…”

“Yeah? Why did a bunch of vampire killing wolves agree not to kill vampires?”

‘My grandfather Ephraim Black was convinced they weren’t a threat and made a…”

“Yeah hold up. When they met the Cullens how many wolves did your tribe have?”

“Three.”

“And how many Cullens?”

“Five.”

“So you guys backed down because you were outnumbered. You have failed to entertain us. Later losers. Good job yesterday by the way. I deliver you a vampire and she takes you all out with a Corvette. Nice piece of work. Try to practice or something. Maybe get some vampire mannequins and some flame throwers to get you used to unexpected combat situations.”

Hawk drove us home, I guess. Arial sat up front and I was in the back with Angela straddling me. I was getting drunker from the Tequila on her breath. God I couldn’t wait to get her in bed.

We stumbled in and the party was over.

Jasper was sitting with Jack and Sasha.

“Why is he here?”

“There are killings going on in Seattle at an unprecedented rate. The police think it is a serial killer or group of serial killers. There are also missing people. Quite a few in the past couple weeks.” Jack explained.

“So?” That sucked but we kind of had our own problems.

“It has all the hallmarks of vampire killings Bella.” Jasper explained. “It appears someone is making an army.”

“Victoria?”

“Or the Volturi. They want Edward and Alice as much as you but know they would never leave us. If they made a newborn army to take us out it could help them realize their goal.”

“So we go to Seattle and find these fuckers, right?” That had to be the plan, right?

“Not until we have more info. Me, Dante and Jasper are going tomorrow to do a little scouting. You girls are going to have Hawk at school again following you around in classes just as backup. If she was smart enough to use a car who knows what she has planned next. Stay here and maintain what you are doing. I’m taking care of this.”

“Jack, you and Dante are going with only him as backup? How do you know he isn’t the one setting it up? He could be leading you into a trap and if you get killed, he could play it off as some renegade vampire that took you out.”

“I’m going to Bella.” Sasha said.

“But your pregnant Sasha.” Arial told her.

“And I still will be when I get back. I’m going to be fine. It will be daytime and I will stay in the background and listen for any hostile thoughts. Connolly and Ty will be here as always and Hawk will be with you three at all times. Relax. We will be home for dinner tomorrow night.”

I didn’t like this. I looked at Jasper and hope he understood. Just to be clear I said it out loud.

“If they don’t make it back, I kill your whole family and save your wife for last. We understand each other?”

“Yeah Bella. I didn’t want them to go. They insisted.”

“Just make sure Edward and Alice are in school tomorrow. If you think I won’t kill them in school you don’t really know me.”

“I know you, Bella. I’m not your enemy and I know you will do what you have to when it comes to your family. I want my family safe as well. Relax. We will be safe and I can try to pick up scents, determine how many vampires there are and see if I can recognize any of the scents. We need to know who is coming for us.”

“It has to be Victoria.” Angela just clutched me a little tighter. I would have to make sure she relaxed tonight. This was probably ruining her buzz.

“It could be. But why take a run at you yesterday? Maybe she took a shot and has an army as backup. Handling new vampires is not easy. I know, I’ve had to do it before. One could be a handful but more than that… if she is building this army then she is going to use it as a last ditch effort. If it is the Volturi already making a move then we have a whole new problem. You see the dilemma here. If you can talk them into staying behind go for it.”

“Sasha, you need to stay here.”

“Bella, I am going.”

“Sasha? Please?”

She took a deep breath.

“I’ll go with Jack and Dante. I can back them up. Please?” I offered.

“Absolutely not!”

“Sasha, I promise the next time you tell me not to do something stupid I will listen. I promise. Just please stay here.”

“You don’t have to come Bella. Dante and I can handle it.”

“I’m going. Am I riding with you, Dante and Jasper or do you three want to try to outrun me and Eleanor?”

“I’ll go…”

“No Arial. You keep Angela safe. She can’t fight like we can. Not yet.”

“Bella please don’t.” Angela begged.

“Relax. I need to refuel the Nitrous Oxide anyway. Me and Dodo got this right?”

Jack took a deep breath.

“You stay in the car. We are just going to some hotspots where disappearances and killings have recently occurred so Jasper can try to find scents. You stay in the car and if you see a vampire hit the digital sound deterrent.”

“The dog whistle?” What the fuck?

“Yes, the dog whistle.”

“I promise I will stay in the car.”

“Fine. You can go.”

“Jack…”

“Sasha she will just sneak away and go on her own. At least this way I can keep an eye on her.”

“Then its settled. I will go and stay in the car.”

Like that was going to happen.

“Get some sleep. We leave at 7.” Jack ordered.

I walked Angela to her bedroom and as soon as the door was closed, she was on me.

“Please don’t go. Just come to school with me.”

“You will be safe with Arial.”

“I don’t want to be safe with Arial. Let me come with you if you go.”

“Angel you aren’t ready yet. I can’t do what I have been trained to do if I am worrying about you. I will be fine. You keep working. Start asking Arial and Sasha to teach you to defend yourself. Keep working with Connolly. I want you to be able to protect yourself.”

“I want to protect you.”

“Then start working and stop worrying about me. Now relax. I think it’s time I show you how a predator makes love.”

“Are you trying to distract me?” she asked, biting my lip. the nice thing about being the same height is looking in her eyes when she nibbles on my lips.

“I want you to undress and lay on the bed. You are going to spread your legs and touch yourself wherever I tell you to. Do whatever I say. You think you can handle that?”

“Can I use the vibrator on you?”

‘If you are a good girl and do as you are told. Are you going to be good Angel?”

“You won’t believe how good I will be.”

Seven AM? I had eight hours and I planned to make use of every single second. Angela may not be going to school after all tomorrow. She may not be able to walk.

I might find a vampire tomorrow I can kill. Maybe Victoria. Maybe Janet. Maybe even Ari.

I can’t fucking wait.