Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Winner Takes All

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 04:

BPOV

“So how was the date last night?”

Fuck that hurt! Bosco just hit my jaw. Stop listening to him Bella!

“Better keep your guard up little Swan.” He was grinning. I fainted right and hit him with a left jab, followed by a right hook. That knocked him back a few steps.

“Not bad. You’ve been practicing.”

He stepped inside my guard and raised a knee. I got there first. A spin kick and he was on the ground.

“Fuck Swan. Sparring. Not killing. Do you know the fucking difference?”

“Sorry Bosco. I kind of got in the moment.” I grinned.

“Yeah. So now that we are half naked and covered in sweat what do you say we hang out at my place tonight?”

“I have another date.” I replied.

“You’re going out with this guy two nights in a row?”

“No. This is a different guy.”

“I thought I was your booty call? If it’s something different you need we could always role play.”

I patted him on the cheek after I helped him up.

“Bosco, you’re a good partner. But let’s not pretend we are something that we aren’t. You acting jealous is just sad. You’re a bad actor.”

He at least laughed.

“Your right. But seriously, two nights in a row. Two different guys? When did you become Miss Social?”

“I don’t know. I met two guys the other night. They both asked me out. I found them both interesting. I accepted both. And last night’s date was great. He was sweet and funny and considerate. All the things you aren’t.” I winked at him and patted him on the ass.

“Now I got to shower and get home to get ready for my date. Thanks for the workout.”

“Hey now problem. Thanks for kicking me in my mouth.”

“Don’t act like you didn’t love it.” I told him walking to the locker room.

I arrived home just as Mr. Whitlock was calling.

“Hello Peter.”

“Hello Bella. Still interested in going out tonight?”

“That depends. Did you come up with anything interesting to do?” Hopefully not sucking my blood.

“Yeah. I got an idea. But I ain’t saying. I’ll pick you up in the front of your building at 7.”

“I’ll meet you where we are going.” I quickly said.

“No. You won’t. Be out front at 7. Dress casual.”

“Wait! How am I going to know what vehicle you are driving?”

He laughed lightly.

“Don’t worry. You will know. Hey, do you happen to own boots?”

“Yes…”

“Wear them. See you at 7.”

He ended the call before I could say anything.

Oh well. In for a penny, in for a pound. May as well see what these two boys game is.

At 7 PM, I was standing in front of my building wearing blue jeans boots a t shirt and a jacket.

It was kind of cold. I was about to wait in the lobby when I heard it. The sound of a very loud engine. A car pulled up to the front. A bright red muscle car. I had no idea what kind it was. I recognized Ford and it had a horse on it so I suppose it was a Mustang. I would have to describe it to Rose. She would know what it was.

Peter stepped out of the driver’s door.

“You getting in or you gonna stand there and freeze your cute little ass off?”

“Guess I’m getting in.”

I sat down in the passenger seat. Black leather seats.

“Nice car.”

“Thanks. 1978 Mustang King Cobra. My latest restoration project.”

“So you weren’t lying? You are a mechanic?”

“Yep. Among other things.” He smiled. Damn.

“So where are you taking me?” I finally was able to take in what he was wearing. Tight faded jeans, simple black t shirt a little tighter than the last one I saw on him.

“Rodeo Bar. Thought you might like to dance and have a few beers or several.”

“Rodeo Bar?” I asked.

“Yeah. You ain’t heard of it?”

“Yeah. I mean I’ve heard of it. Not a lot of bars like that in New York.”

“I know. Ain’t that a damn shame?”

“Alright then.” I said. Not much else to say.

“What kind of music do you like?” He asked.

“I don’t know. Jazz, soft rock…”

“That sucks. You need to be educated, girl.”

Peter turned on a classic rock station. He turned it up and sped the car up to about 85.

“You know speeding is against the law right? I am in law enforcement.” I grinned.

“Good. I was hoping you would have me in handcuffs by the end of the night.” Damn he had a wicked grin.

We arrived at the bar in half the time a sane person would arrive. We didn’t talk much. Peter mostly sang along with the radio and I laughed.

We walked in and sat at a table in the back. This place was… different.

“Awesome isn’t it? Reminds me of home.”

“You grew up in a barn?”

“Nah. I grew up in Texas.”

“I never would have guessed.” I faked a shocked look.

“It was the boots that gave it away, huh?” he grinned.

The band was playing a slow country song of some sort. Peter asked me to dance.

“I don’t dance. I’m not really good at it.”

“Sweetie, I’m about to teach you to two step. It is the easiest dance in the world.”

He stood up and grabbed my hand. Before I knew it I was on the dance floor. It really was pretty easy. Damn his hands felt good.

We got back to the table and ordered a couple cheeseburgers from the grill. I have to give these vampires credit. When they pretend to be human, they go all out.

“Can you smoke in here?”

“Of course. It’s a honky tonk. You can pretty much do anything in here and blame it on the beer.” He replied.

I lit up and he asked me if he could have one.

“You smoke?”

“It helps me relax. You got me all kinds of unrelaxed right now.”

“Why is that?” I asked.

“I keep sitting here wondering what color your panties are. It’s driving me crazy.” He smiled.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear.

“What the hell makes you think I am wearing panties, cowboy?”

That shut him up.

“So Peter, tell me about your eyes. Red eyes aren’t common.”

“Yeah, I guess I just got lucky.” He shrugged.

We ate our burgers. I watched him eat. He was a very good actor. Not once did it seem like it bothered him.

“I know what you are.” I said in between bites.

“What?!”

“You. I know what you are. I’ve seen your kind before.”

“Oh… look I can explain…”

“It’s okay, Peter. You don’t have too.”

“I don’t?”

“Nope. I know a bad boy when I see one.” I winked. “I don’t mind.”

“Oh… yeah I’m a bad boy.” He looked very relieved.

That was mean Bella. But so much fun.

“You want a beer?”

“Hell yes, I do. Then I want to dance more.” I don’t know if it was the alcohol or him but this place was getting to me. I liked it.

We danced for a few more hours till my legs were killing me. I had had a few too many. Peter helped me to his car.

I rolled down a window on the way home.

“Don’t be puking on my interior girl. I’ll never let you live it down.”

We arrived at the front of my building.

“I swear to God Peter, if this wasn’t a first date I would take you upstairs and do things with my tongue and ice cubes that would blow your mind. But since it is, I am going to kiss your cheek and head upstairs alone.”

“Uh… I’m glad you had fun?” he was smiling. I guess I wasn’t to forward.

I kissed him on his cheek and began to get out of the car.

“Hey wait!”

“Yeah?”

“Let’s go out again. I want to see what happens after a second date.”

“Call me.”

“How about lunch tomorrow?”

“Sorry. I already have lunch plans.”

“Oh. Dinner?”

“Calm down cowboy. I do have a job. A girl can’t party all the time. Give me a call this week.”

“Yes ma’am.”

I closed the door and took the elevator upstairs. It was late, but with no new breaks I could sleep in tomorrow. I took a bath and thought about my potential boyfriends. I thought about both of them. Add warm scented water and my fingers and I was a happy girl when I finally got out of the bath. Before I stepped out my phone was buzzing.

Andy.

“Hello intern Andy. How did your training exercise go tonight?”

“I followed him. It wasn’t easy. Guy drives like a maniac. He went to the same apartment building as the guy you went out with last night.”

So they both live in the same building. I knew they knew each other.

“Text me the address, Andy. You did well.”

“Thank you Agent Swan.”

“Andy? This is between us, right?”

“Of course Agent Swan. Of course.”

“You have no idea how helpful this is Andy. Thank you so much. I won’t forget it.”

I’ll send you a Christmas card this year.

“Yes ma’am.” He stuttered out.

I walked into the living room and sat by my window still in a towel. I really didn’t feel like getting dressed since I would be taking off whatever I was going to put on in thirty minutes or so. I lit a cigarette and called Rose. Of course Edward answered.

“Hello Bella. Let me guess. Put Rose on the phone?”

“Oh I have a few minutes. Would you like to talk Edward?”

“Of course. What would you like to talk about?”

“You know I was lying in the bathtub a few minutes ago and I was reminiscing.”

“About what Bella?”

“Do you remember the first time you kissed me? In my bed? I was wearing those tight little cotton shorts that clung to me like a second skin and had on that barely there little t shirt? I wasn’t wearing a bra. I was ready for bed, when you came in.”

“I will never forget that night, Bella.”

“Edward, I have to know, did you have any idea how wet you made me?”

“I’m sorry?”

“Wet Edward. Turned on? Did you know?”

“I… I may have noticed.”

“You will never have any idea how bad I wanted to fuck you that night. Let you have your way with me. I would have spread my legs and let you inside me. Felt your cool cock inside me. My nipples were like rocks. Did you notice?”

“Yes. I may have noticed.” He was speaking so quietly I almost didn’t hear him.

“I mean there I was. A virgin. No one had ever touched me in anyway. Not one hand had ran over my body. I was in bed. Barely dressed. Goose bumps all over my body. Body quivering in anticipation. Ready for you. All you had to do was take me. I would have let you have your way with me. I would have let you do anything…”

“Anything?”

“Yes. Anything.”

“Bella I love…”

“And then you left me in the forest crying after some saying some pretty mean things to me. After I had been tortured by a vampire so he wouldn’t hurt you. You disappeared after saying some very mean things to me. Took your family and didn’t so much as leave me a forwarding number. That’s what I was thinking about tonight. Then you come back and expected me to crawl back to you? That got me thinking about Paul. His hot, large hands running over my body. His cock going where no man or vampire had gone before. Splitting me open. I felt so small underneath him but I felt so good at the same time. You wouldn’t believe how I whimpered the first time he entered me. More of a squeal. Anyway that’s when I got myself off in the bathtub. I came so hard tonight Edward, you wouldn’t believe it. Thinking about my first time. The pleasure. The sweet pain. So, that was my night. What would you like to talk about?”

“Uh… I need….uhm. I will get Rose for you.”

“Thank you Edward.”

I waited less than ten seconds.

“Bella.”

“What took you so long?”

“I had to hold Emmett’s mouth shut so Edward didn’t hear him laughing. I doubt Edward read his thoughts. He seemed preoccupied and is in his bedroom now as we speak. That was mean, Bella.”

“You loved every second of it.”

“Yes, I did. So how did hot guy number 2 go?”

Peter POV

Damn she was great. I mean she was a blast. Much cooler than Charlotte ever dreamed of being.

I had to have her.

“I suppose you think you have to have her now, right?”

“Hello Garrett. I was wondering where you were.”

“I am going to have her, Peter.”

“Not if I get her first. Now shut up. She is by the window on the phone. Holy shit, she is only wearing a towel.”

That shut Garrett up.

“Who the fuck is she talking to? Who is Paul?” he asked.

“I don’t know but this is good. Shut up.” Idiot.

“Now who is she talking to?” Garrett asked, still not shutting the fuck up.

“I don’t know. I can’t hear through a window 50 yards away with you talking.”

“She is talking about us.”

We both finally shut up and listened.

“He was a lot of fun. Do you know what a 1978 Ford Mustang King Cobra is?”

We couldn’t hear the other end of the line.

“Calm down. Yes, he has one. It’s pretty cool.”

“Well, he was hot. He took me dancing and drinking. A lot of drinking.”

“He’s a bad boy. That’s for sure.”

I turned to Garrett and winked. He didn’t look happy.

“He may be a little too bad though. He doesn’t seem to take anything seriously. He is almost like a kid.”

What the fuck?

“The first guy? Gorgeous, polite, funny, sexy with a hint of danger to him. But not dangerous enough. Almost too nice. Sweet. I wish I could mold them together. But the dark and blonde hair would be a mess together.”

I looked at Garrett. He looked at me with the same face I was giving him. This bitch was hard to please. She wanted more serious I would give her more serious. I’m serious as hell.

“I was trying to be polite and charming. I’ll show her dangerous.” Garrett whispered. She started speaking again.

“I don’t know. What do you think? Go out with both of them again?”

“I’m not going to fuck them both.”

“You sure? You don’t think that would make me like a major whore? I mean I have fucked guys before obviously but never two guys I was dating at the same time. I like to spread them out when they spread me out.”

Damn it I wish I could hear the other end of this conversation.

“You sure? I don’t know.”

I didn’t either. What did we not know?

“Fine. I will do both of them. But not on the same day. I can’t believe I am letting you talk me into this.”

“No, you are talking me into this. I never would have had this thought if you hadn’t planted it in my head.”

“No. I’m going to give it a week. I do have a murderer to track down.”

I looked at Garrett. He had the same look of panic on his face. She couldn’t track this guy down. She was looking for a werewolf.

“Looks like we are going to have to find and kill a werewolf.” I mumbled.

“Yep. Looks like it’s time to hunt.”

“Yeah. I am supposed to have lunch with Number 1 tomorrow but I don’t know. I think I have other plans.”

“I’m not going to tell you. You will plant some other devious idea in my head.”

“No, he didn’t! He lasted this long? He is still going at it? Wow.”

“Alright. I am going to sleep. Busy day tomorrow. Night….love you too bitch.”

She closed the curtains and the lights went out.

I turned to my supposed friend.

“We are not both having sex with her.”

“No. We definitely are not. I can’t believe she had that idea.”

“So we are in agreement? No sex until she chooses, right?”

“Absolutely.” He reached out his hand and I shook it.

Good. That takes care of that problem. Now I could have sex with her and not worry about him.

Garrett POV

Too polite? At least Peter agreed we wouldn’t have sex with her until she chose one of us. That meant I didn’t have to worry about her having sex with him while I was having sex with her.

I think it is time to buy a motorcycle.

I can show her dangerous. Of course she likes dangerous. She is a fucking FBI agent who tracks down serial killers. What was I thinking? I could pick up a motorcycle in the morning and pick her up for lunch. It would be fun. No helmets either. Those are too safe. Maybe a leather jacket.

I fought in the damn American Revolution! Safe? At least she recognized Peter’s flaws as well.

“What do you say we go back to my place and play X Box?” Whitlock asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders. As long as he was with me he wasn’t with her.

We ran back to our apartment building 14 blocks away and began playing Dead Space. I watched the clock the entire time. Finally the sun came up. Another couple hours and the Harley dealership should be open.

“Where are you taking her for lunch?” Peter asked.

“I don’t know. Wherever she wants to go I suppose.” It really didn’t matter. She would give it a week huh? She has never been seduced by a vampire before. This was so on.

Someone knocked on Peter’s door.

He looked at me in surprise. Guess he wasn’t expecting visitors.

Someone knocked on the door again.

Fuck.

“Hello? I know you are there. At least one of you is. Open up the fucking door.”

Uh oh.

“Is that Bella?” Peter whispered.

“No. I doubt it.” I answered rolling my eyes.

“What do we do?” Peter asked, looking at the door like the devil herself was behind it.

Guess there was only one thing we really could do.

“We answer the door.”

We both walked up and Peter turned the nob. She was smiling. She walked past us and planted her cute ass on the sofa.

“Now why don’t you two boys come over here and sit by me. Then one of you can explain why I have two vampires wanting to go out on dates with me.”

I looked at Whitlock. He looked at me.

Fuck.

Her phone buzzed.

She answered it with a look of dread on her face.

“Yeah Bosco?”

“New crime scene. Same symbol.”

“It’s not a full moon.”

“Nope. He broke pattern. Murder is different as well. He strangled her, and bit pieces off of her. Human teeth. Looks like he may have raped her. She was found completely naked. We won’t know for sure until the autopsy but the symbol. It’s the same killer, Bella.”

“Text me the address. I am on my way.”

She ended the call and looked at us.

“You boys got lucky. Someone else wasn’t. I have to work. I will be back. Then you two are going to tell me why you are playing games.”

She stood up and hurried out the door. We walked into the hall and watched her get in the elevator. Before she stepped in she blew a kiss in our direction.

“That kiss was totally meant for me.” Whitlock whispered.

Idiot.