Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Winner Takes All

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 16:

BPOV

“It’s fucking ridiculous Rose.” I complained over the phone.

“It’s the Super bowl. Everyone here is watching it too.”

“I’m on vacation! I didn’t travel to the other side of the world so my two boyfriends could watch fucking football!”

“I thought you were here to stop a killer?”

“I am… but that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun while I am doing it.” She is supposed to be on my side.

“Watch the commercials. They are funny.” Rose suggested.

“They are stupid. It’s a fucking commercial and they treat it like it’s a damn movie event. How is this even broadcast here? We are in damn Romania!” Am I the only one who noticed this?

“It’s on all over the world Bella. Go read a book or something. It will be over before you know it.”

“I suppose I could clean the suite. Peter and Garrett are fucking slobs. It would be difficult enough playing happy homemaker for one of them. Both of them is ridiculous. Peter tracks shit all over with those damn boots he wears. Garrett walks in and literally throws his shirt on the floor. Like it is going to magically pop up and walk itself to the hamper. You should see them at home. I found 6 towels in the trash before we left. I ask Garrett what the deal is and he said they were dirty. They were dirty so he throws him in the fucking trash.”

“What were you doing to get that many towels dirty?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“Yeah, I kind of do.”

“Look I require cleaning often.” You would think she would get this. I can’t imagine Emmett has very good aim either.

“Oh… ewwww.”

“You asked bitch.”

“Oh well. I’m sure if you want someone to hang out with Edward would be glad to go sightseeing with you. He certainly could care less about the football game.”

“Yeah. That’s a great idea. It would certainly get their attention.”

“Good point. Why don’t we go out and look around for Vlad? We can at least get a run in the forest. Maybe go hunting?”

“I wish. Although I am being very ignored right now I am also under house arrest. They are still kind of pissed at me for running into that cave without them.”

“So? They are busy. Leave them a note and slip out the window. We can go dancing.”

It was tempting.

“I don’t know Rose. I did put them through a lot of worry yesterday. You know Peter actually tried to spank me?”

“What did you do?”

“At first I thought he was just getting kinky but when I realized he wasn’t, I kicked him in his nuts. Garrett just stood there while he rolled around on the floor.”

“Did he apologize?”

“Yes. He went off on that whole I love you so much you had me so scared bullshit he pulls out every time I do something dangerous. Not that it happens often.”

“What a bunch of bullshit.” Rose agreed.

“I know right? I told him if he pulls that crap again I was going to hurt him. Bad. I’m a… I mean I was a damn FBI agent. If I want to go do something stupid you can bet your cute ass I’m going to do it.”

“Maybe it was a kink thing. Has he ever pulled that before?” she asked.

“Yeah. I mean sometimes when he has me from behind and I have Garrett in my mouth he might slap my ass. He even said giddy up once. I almost bit Garrett’s cock off, I laughed so hard.”

“That would have made a mess.” She giggled.

“Yeah. Want to guess whose venom would be sealing that bastard back on? Because it wouldn’t be Peter’s, I guarantee that.”

“So you want to go out?”

“I better wait for my guys. I’ve given them enough trouble for a few days. Let me call you after this stupid game is over.”

“All right. Be good. Love you.”

“Love you too Rose.”

I ended the call and looked towards the living room of the suite we were in. Wash clothes? Read?

No. I wanted sex. I wanted it now.

I could walk in naked and stand in front of the TV.

Maybe… Damn I wish I had a cheerleader costume.

I did have that white negligee. I have been wanting to wear it but these assholes tear off clothes I wear to quickly to bother. This may be the perfect opportunity.

I ran to my closet and pulled it out of the box. I threw on a white thong and draped the white see through material over my body. Damn it felt good. My nipples were hard just feeling the brush of the fabric over my breasts. It barely went past my ass. I had two boyfriends, mates, lovers whatever the hell we were too each other. Surely, I could get one to pay attention to me.

I walked slowly in the room and saw them sitting on the couch talking about the fucking commercials.

They didn’t turn around.

I walked around the couch and stood in front of the television.

“Bella you look beautiful.” Garrett said smiling.

“Thank you lover.” I winked.

“Do you think you could sit down? You are kind of blocking the view.” He asked.

Hold the growl in, Bella.

“What about you Peter? Do you have a problem with the view?” I asked smiling.

“Darlin I am in the mood to look at your gorgeous body anytime. But if you could just hold on for a few hours…”

“Fine.” I can’t believe this crap.

I sat down in the love seat. They were yelling and clapping and high fiving each other. Fucking dorks.

Inspiration hit. If they wouldn’t take care of me, I would take care of myself. In this room. Now.

I slid my hand under my panties and found my favorite spot. Damn that felt good. The fabric against my nipples was driving me crazy. I took my other hand and began rubbing my breasts. Slipped a finger in. Thumb on my clit. Hell yes. Damn that felt good. I stared at my two dorks while I touched myself. Soon I closed my eyes and began moaning. Nobody treats me as good as I treat myself.

Okay maybe that wasn’t true. But I didn’t have the opportunity to do this often. It was nice. Plus being in the room with my lovers…

“Bella sweetie we can’t hear the commercials. If you are that horny why don’t you go to the bedroom?” Garrett asked.

That killed the fucking mood.

“What do you mean you can’t hear the commercials? You’re a fucking vampire.”

“Darlin we are well aware of what we are. It’s just your moaning is a bit distracting. If you want to get yourself off there is a bedroom right down the hall.” Peter informed me with a smile. I stood up and before I could react Peter slapped my ass with a laugh and then was seated back on the couch.

I walked into the bedroom careful not to destroy anything.

Those motherfuckers think I am a sex toy they can just pull out when they want? Hell no.

I stared at my phone and inspiration hit. I wouldn’t actually call him. I wouldn’t do that. That would be too mean to all of them. But Petey and Gar didn’t have to know this. I lay down in the middle of the bed and began talking softly, pretending to try to be quiet. I knew they would hear.

“Hey Edward.”

“What are you doing? I’m just lying here on the bed. I was… well it doesn’t matter.”

“What? No, it’s just Peter and Garrett are ignoring me and I am really needing some attention.”

“What are you doing? Watching the dumb game?”

“I should have known you wouldn’t be. What am I wearing? Why?” I giggled for effect.

“What makes you think I am wearing anything? Why don’t you go to your room and get naked too? It is so liberating.”

“Edward I was wondering… I really want to get off. Would you like to? Maybe we could listen to each other over the phone?”

“Of course I’m serious.”

“No it’s not cheating. We are just listening to each other. I’ll go first. Let me put you on speakerphone so I can use both my hands.”

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Peter and Garrett just ran into the room. They looked pissed.

They stopped glaring and noticed I didn’t have a phone in my hand or anywhere near me.

“You’re not on the phone.” Peter whispered. And I thought Garrett was the smart one.

“No. But I could be. I pretty much do what you boys want when you want it. That goes both ways though. I don’t care if it’s both of you or one of you. The two of you can work that out but I better have a man on top of me in the next thirty seconds or I swear to God I am throwing on my short silk robe over this little see through number I am wearing and marching my ass right over to the Cullens. I’ll watch this fucking Superbowl with Rose while Edward drools over me.”

“You wouldn’t do that.” Garrett said but his expression wasn’t one of confidence.

“Try me bitch.” I stared at him, expressionless.

The two of them looked at each other. Finally they both pulled their shirts off.

“Fuck it. It’s half time anyway.” Peter whispered. He was on my mouth before I could retort. Garrett was rubbing my legs. Peter flipped me over and slapped my ass. I swear he has a spanking fetish.

That’s okay though. Peter was under me and Garrett was behind me. I felt the warm oil. Looks like it is time for a Bella Sandwich.

Halftime my ass.

Garrett POV

“So we missed the second half of the Superbowl.” I noted, absolutely spent, four hours after Bella had lured us with her fake phone sex call.

“Don’t worry. I got it on the DVR.” Peter responded with a grin. “When she comes out of the bath you grab her arms and I will grab her legs. We are going to make her watch the second half.”

“That would be cruel. Bella really hates sports.” I mentioned.

“Yeah well fuck her.”

“I believe we just did several times.”

“Not what I meant Garrett.”

“Fine. We force her to watch the Superbowl. Now what are we going to do about Count Dracula?”

“I don’t know. Tomorrow is the full moon. I figure he will come for us. We deal with him then.”

“The full moon has no effect on him, Peter.” I said, rolling my eyes.

“True. But if he is really friends with the wolves he will want his revenge and bring wolves with him.”

“Oh… yeah.” He had a good point.

“I don’t like waiting for an assault.” The thought made me uneasy. We both preferred to attack.

“I don’t either. Jasper is looking for possible areas he might be. I figure the three of us go tomorrow and hunt him.”

“Leave Bella here? With the Cullens for protection?” I wasn’t crazy about that idea.

“Protection? You better not let her hear that shit. I would think with Emmett, Alice, Rose, Edward, Carlisle and Esme they could handle anything that slips by us.” Peter reasoned.

“True. I still don’t like it.” I agreed that I wanted Bella safe. Her life has been in danger so many times, her luck was going to eventually run out.

“Neither do I. I am coming with you three.” Bella mentioned, walking in dressed in blue jeans and a very tight mid drift top.

Fuck. Oh well. Peter’s idea just got shot to hell.

“Why?” Peter asked. That stopped us both.

“What do you mean why?” Bella answered a question with a question. I hate it when she does that.

“Garrett may treat you with kid gloves but I want to know why you feel the need to get involved? You aren’t that great of a fighter. Not on the level of Garrett, Jasper and I. You would be in the way. We would have to be looking out for you as well as fighting. You could get someone hurt.”

“I fought Andrie. I fought Daria. What the hell do you mean I’m not a great fighter?”

“You aren’t. You damn near got killed as a human. Actually you did but you were human so I can look past that. But if Rose hadn’t shown up you would still be fighting that Daria bitch. If Garrett and I hadn’t caught up with your ass you would be in pieces when Vlad got a hold of you.”

“You are going to need my shield. He could control you if you looked into his eyes.” Bella whispered.

“We don’t plan on looking into his eyes darlin. We will take him out long before that happens. I don’t give a damn how old he is. Nobody can handle Jasper, Garrett and I.”

This was bad. I expected Bella to be angry. I was hoping she would be angry. This was…

“I’m going for a walk. Or to hunt or something. I’ll see you guys later, maybe.” She whispered walking out the door.

“Don’t leave the city. I don’t want to worry about him taking you by surprise.” Peter added on.

Bella turned and stared at Peter. Then she stared at me. Then she walked out, not even bothering to slam the door.

“You are a fucking idiot, you know that?”

“Why? I am trying to keep her safe. Besides you are just going to run after her and make her feel better. You always do. Maybe she needs to hear the truth. I love her. You love her. But she needs to learn her limitations before she gets herself killed. She ain’t gonna want to hide out in Chile her whole existence. Eventually we are going to run into other nomads. Maybe some ain’t so friendly. The way she fights, she won’t last a second.”

“You didn’t have to be rude about it.” I was kind of getting angry.

“I wasn’t rude. I was truthful. Just cause you won’t tell her how it is, doesn’t mean one of us shouldn’t.”

“You hurt her.”

“She will be fine. Maybe it will give her something to think about.”

“Maybe you should go apologize before I rip your fucking head off.” Yep. I was definitely angry.

“Emotional crap is more your area. Why don’t you?”

“Keep it up Peter. You aren’t only hurting yourself. You are hurting her.” I mumbled, walking out to find her, not bothering to look at him. He was an idiot raised in a time when women were subservient to men. I was raised in a similar period but I evolved with the times. Peter still had some evolving to do.

BPOV

Damn. He really didn’t think much of me, did he? Apparently Garrett didn’t either. He just sat there and let Peter say… that.

I won’t lie. That hurt.

I ran through the woods, to the Carpathian Mountain Range. May as well check out the summits of a few mountains I have been wanting to climb. Since apparently I am no good at fighting, may as well be a tourist.

I hunted down two serial killers before I ever met those assholes. I killed half a wolfpack on my own. I shot out Andrie’s eye and stabbed a dagger in his fucking brain. I tore off Daria’s hand and nearly snapped her arm in two. Maybe I would have been fucked if Vlad had gotten to me but the two of them didn’t exactly destroy him. I mean they had their shot. Not like they are so great. I sat down on a summit and enjoyed the scenery.

I was feeling sorry for myself. I hated that.

Suddenly it occurred to me. They didn’t think much of me. I was just a sex toy for the two of them. I picked up their shit and kept their house clean. Edward was right. Am I going to spend eternity being at their beck and call for everything they want, whenever they want? I was a damn FBI agent. I am smart. And I may not be a fighter in their league but I could fight. Plus Jasper is looking for him? Jasper didn’t think to ask me for help? I’m the one who knows how to find psychotic killers.

Peter and Garrett love me.

But they don’t respect me. It’s my fault. I let myself act like a whore. I had to trick them into sex! They damn sure never had to worry about that with me. I mean I get that I’m a newborn and have strong urges. But still. Telling them no every now and then wouldn’t kill me. Maybe they would appreciate me instead of taking me for granted.

Hey Bella, me and Gar are going to hunt Count Dracula. You stay back with the Cullens. Can’t have our sex toy getting injured.

I loved them both. Both were so fun to be around. Both could drive me crazy. This was my fault. I let them get away with it.

I needed plans for the future. I wasn’t going to be their toy for eternity. May as well wear a fucking collar. Peter would like that.

I took a deep breath. I didn’t need it but it made me feel good. I pulled a pack of cigarettes out of my pocket. I hardly ever did this anymore but sometimes the familiarity of it was nice. Feeling the smoke running through my body, tasting the tobacco. The taste hadn’t changed when I did.

I needed to think. I needed to stand on my own. They don’t think I’m an equal? I guess I would be doing this myself. No one else. Success or death. Fuck it. I came here to stop a killer who called me out. Me. Not them.

We could see which one of us got there first. If they won’t respect me, maybe it was time to respect myself and remember who the hell I was, instead of a sex driven tourist I have been acting like.

Now here would I find a homicidal vampire? Think Bella. You studied this guy briefly in College. He was mentioned anyway. Where was he really from? Not Transylvania and not Bran Castle.

Wallachia.

Lived there. Died there. I would bet he was still there. Living in a castle? Not hardly. They were all tourist traps now.

He would have werewolves with him. I needed to make a stop before I went there. I wasn’t sure if he would be there but I had no place else to look. His childhood home as there. He knows caves. I wonder if there is a cave that runs under his childhood home. He would want to be close. He kept friends for years. He was sentimental. He was a traditionalist. He liked to keep to himself or the rest of the vampire world would know about him. Under his childhood home. I could imagine him walking at night through its halls. I would. If I was him I would want to be close to home. I still think about going to the Phoenix house and walking around at times. Reliving memories.

He was angry. He has lost two friends, one I am still halfway convinced was a lover. He is not accustomed to losing. He is not accustomed to running. It won’t happen again. Vampires have invaded his territory. We are challenging him. He will attack.

I have to make him defend.

Now how to kill him?

I wasn’t as fast as he was. I wasn’t as strong. I would have to be tricky. He won’t expect me to come after him in his own home.

I needed to stop sitting here on top of a fucking mountain. I could think about this on the way. I needed to make my stop and then onto Wallachia. Peter and Garrett may not respect me but I would rather die than not be respected. This was a stupid action. I recognized this. But fortune favors the bold. I knew I would never be an equal in our relationship. I was their mate. I would be with them for eternity. If I wasn’t an equal it would be a long eternity.

It was time to kill Dracula.

Peter POV

The longer I sat here the worse I felt. I was harsh. I just didn’t want her in danger. I knew she was hardheaded. I knew she wouldn’t be talked out of it. So I acted like an arrogant asshole. Great job Peter. I hurt her feelings.

I made her feel worthless. I had already lost her so often since I met her. It drove me crazy. Seeing her in that cave, fighting like a hellcat in the water and seeing a vampire about to jump on her. A few seconds later and she would have been in pieces.

She is so small. So slim. So beautiful.

She undressed in front of two vampires when she was a human and let us have our way with her. She keeps me from doing anything stupid most of the time. When I let her. She gives Garrett the intimacy he needs. It’s like she knows whatever we need and gives it to us. Not just sex. Holding her. Laughing with her. She knows when I need a hug. She knows when Garrett wants to get under the covers in the dark and hold her. She picks up after us. She makes sure the house is always nice. She doesn’t have to. She does it because she loves us. She has to have a big enough heart to love two men at the same time and make sure we both know she loves us the same.

I made her feel disrespected.

I made her feel less than she is.

“You are a fucking dumbass. If she gets hurt I will burn you.” Garrett said walking in. Judging by the look on his face he either didn’t find her or she wouldn’t talk to him.

“Yeah. I know. Did you not find her?”

“I found her scent. On top of a fucking mountain. It was old. I followed it into town. She broke into the police station. Apparently stole a few guns. She went to a gun store and stole boxes of ammunition. Want to guess what kind of ammo? Silver. Police are there as well. I followed her to the airport.”

“She left?”

“No Peter. She stole a car from long term parking. I lost her scent after that.”

Fuck. This wasn’t good.

“Where do you think she is going?” I whispered.

“Hunting obviously.” Garrett replied, still glaring.

“You had to make her feel like that didn’t you? You know how much pride she has! You god damn idiot.” He yelled at me.

“I know okay? We need to focus on finding her now.”

I stood up to prepare to leave. To go where, I had no idea.

“Where do we look? If she grabbed a car she was obviously leaving the area.” I said more to myself.

“She took a car because she didn’t want us to follow, asshole.”

“I know where she went.” Jasper said walking in. He wasn’t happy.

“Where?” I asked, ready to move.

From Alice’s vision we believe it is a very old castle. I did a search of castles in the country. We believe it is a castle in Wallachia. Probably the one Vlad Tepes was born in.”

“I thought Alice couldn’t get visions of Bella after she was turned.” Garret said quietly.

Jasper looked at both of us. He wasn’t angry. He was worried. Very worried.

“She didn’t get a vision of Bella. She had a vision of you two, on your knees, over the pieces of Bella’s burning body. We don’t have much time. No time as of right now. We need to move.”