Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

A Fresh Start

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 05:

BPOV

“So where should I go, Steph?”

“Free clinic in Tyler off the loop and highway 64. If you and Bo would go ahead and get married he could get you on his insurance.”

“I’m not jumping into marriage for medical insurance Steph. I just
want birth control. It can’t cost that much.”

“Why don’t you two at least stay in the same room?”

“Because… it’s kind of sweet when he walks me to the door every
night and kisses me.” I smiled at the thought. “It’s kind of like being… I don’t know. Chased after? I want to wait till after we make love for the first time.”

“Yeah well, the way you two were dancing the other night and the
fact that you are looking into birth control makes me think the chase is about over.”

“Yeah. That was a fun night.” That was putting it mildly. I met his
friends. The girls I met were so cool. They acted like they had known me forever. It was pretty neat to have friends my own age. We slow danced. He taught me to shoot pool. We drank. I found out I could get drunk from 4 beers. Then we went camping the next night and the whole weekend. It was so nice. Roasting marshmallows, fishing, even though I refused to bait my hook. Watching Bo play with Hunter. Laying out by the lake shore. Even Mountain biking was fun. I went slow. Bo went slow to let me keep up. His friends came and we hung out. Bo broke out his guitar.

I had seen it in a corner of his room. It was an electric guitar. I had
never asked him if he played. I found out that night.

He didn’t.

But he thought he did.

Maybe he didn’t think that. It was cute. He basically strummed along making sounds that I imagined were like cats dying in a meat grinder. Every so often he would look up and ask if I can believe he was completely self-taught and never had a lesson.

His friends got in on the act. They sang. Loud. It was horrible. It was also funny as hell. Soon we were 10 friends sitting around a campfire making the most horrible music imaginable. Wendi let me know that Bo understood he couldn’t play. He bought that guitar when he was 14 and it had become a running joke with his friends how bad he was. So like true friends instead of letting him know what a fool he was acting like, they acted like fools with him.

He put up the guitar and listened to the ribbing the guys gave him. He said he tried his best.

Troy told him that losers whine about giving it their best and winners go home and fuck the Prom Queen. This led to Bo and Troy wrestling by the shore into the water which led us to all jump in. I later found out that Troy’s girlfriend Tina actually was the prom queen. You wouldn’t know it from the way she acted. She was so grounded.

Now I couldn’t wait any longer. I was getting those damn pills today. I had to spend yesterday morning watching him hand sand a dresser. He was taking his time running his hands over that wood and all I could think about was wanting to be the wood he was running his hands over. Minus the sand paper of course. He had four projects going on. A table, two dressers and the most beautiful bed I had ever seen.

“What if I can’t remember how to have sex?”

“What? How the fuck do you forget how to have sex Mary? Hell even amnesia has its limits.”

“I don’t know. Maybe it will come back to me like cooking did. I just, I don’t know. It’s weird.”

“No, what is weird is you telling me you are concerned you will forget sex moves when you screw my baby brother. That’s weird.”

“I’m out of here.” I told her hurrying to the truck. I put in the address in the GPS in Bo’s truck and was gone. Three hours later I was back.

“How did it go?” Steph asked, seeing my face.

“Maybe marrying for medical insurance isn’t such a bad idea.”

Told you. Did you get what you wanted?”

“Yeah. I have to wait two weeks for them to take effect.” That pissed me off.

“You need me to find you a chastity belt or you got this?” I shot the
finger at her and walked outside to the shed. I needed to check the
computers to see if any more orders had come in. It seemed like
we had a waiting list. He was going to have to hire someone. I had
begun helping sand. I actually enjoyed doing it. It was very soothing.

I didn’t hear hammering or sawing. I heard a pounding noise though.

I walked in and Bo was hitting the heavy bag he hung next to the
weight machine. He decided since we were going to be going
dancing on a regular basis, I needed to learn to fight, should the
need arise. Apparently this is a pretty common occurrence in some
of the establishments we frequented. He didn’t turn around when I called his name. He was covered in sweat. He had been going at it
for a while. I walked to the other side of the bag and held it for him.

He stopped. He wasn’t smiling. Bo was always smiling.

“What’s wrong baby?” He looked concerned. I wasn’t used to seeing him like this.

“You know Stephanie’s husband is in prison right?”

“Yeah. She told me the story. Why? Did he get out?” That wouldn’t
be good. From what I understand he hit Stephanie and pulled a knife on her and Bo beat him within an inch of his life. The guy was in intensive care for a week. He was arrested when he got out for pulling a knife on Stephanie. He bonded out. A week later he was arrested for manufacturing crystal meth. He was supposed to be locked up another year before his parole hearing came up.

“No Mary. He ain’t getting out. I just got a call from the detective who worked his case. The asshole got himself shanked in prison. Fucked with the wrong guy. Again. This time he didn’t make it.”

“Oh.”

I really didn’t know what to say.

“Yeah. I got to go tell Hunter that the dad he had, the asshole dad,
but still his dad. I got to tell him he’s dead. I got to tell Stephanie. I’m surprised that assholes momma hadn’t been down here to tell her yet in person. Guess the whole family may be a might shy around me.”

“I’m sorry Bo. I’m sorry you have to break this too him.”

“Look just stay out here for a while. I got to tell Steph then we got to go pull Hunter from school. When we leave you can come back
inside. I’m not sure how she is going to react. She may jump for joy
or break down.”

He turned to walk in, pulling his shirt on.

“No.”

He turned around and looked at me.

“What do you mean no?”

“You said you loved me. I love you. You want us together then we
are a team. You have to do it, I am going to be by your side.” I
walked up and grabbed his hand. We would do this together.

Bo POV

The funeral was horrible. His family was crying about what a great
guy the violent dope head drug dealer was. Stephanie was taking it
pretty well. I think she was still in shock that it was over. Hunter…
Hunter was confused. He didn’t know what to feel. A large part of him hated his father. But he was still his father. Meanwhile Mary stuck by mine and Steph’s side. She even talked to Hunter quite a bit to take his mind off of things. She appointed him her linguistics coach to help her sound more like a Texan.

The reception after the funeral was worse. Dead asshole’s family
was getting tanked. Without a preacher and Church around they
were getting a might loud. I recognized things could escalate pretty quickly and it was time to pull out. Assholes mom noticed us leaving and started yelling at Steph.

She approached Steph and slapped her. She called her a whore.
She called her a slut. She said she wished she was dead. Before I
could pull my sister away, Mary steps in front of Steph and hits
asshole’s mom. Hit her in the fucking mouth. Knocked the shit out of her. Her son came to his momma’s defense and I hit him. His cousin hit me. Luckily my friends had accompanied me to the reception and jumped in. I looked up and Steph was pulling Hunter out of the hall. I saw Mary had a girl by the hair and was punching her in the nose and mouth. She really has gotten good at the heavy bag. Finally the Sheriff’s deputies arrived and broke it up. After hearing 32 different sides they let us all go with the promise we would stay away from each other.

We all got in our trucks and my friends followed Mary, Steph, Hunter and me to our house. Mary was in the front seat. Her lip was bleeding a little.

“You okay?” I asked her, wiping a little blood off her lip.

“Yeah. Bitch got a lucky shot. You okay? Your eye looks a little
bruised.”

“Nah. No big deal. Caught a little glancing shot from the side.”

Silence.

“Your tie is crooked.”

“What?”

“Your tie is crooked. Let me straighten it.” She repeated.
I leaned over and she actually straightened my tie.

“I’m going to take it off the moment we walk in. You know this right?”

“I don’t care. I like it on you. While you have it on, I want it straight.”

“Yes ma’am. How’s your hand?”

“Hurts like a son of a bitch.” She was smiling so I did too.

“Mary, that the first after funeral brawl you ever been in?” Steph
asked from the back.

“I don’t know. I would like to think so. Does that kind of thing happen a lot around here?”

“No. But it has been known to happen.” I admitted.

“Hey Mary. You really kicked the dog mess out of Sheila.” Hunter
commented.

“Who was Shelia?” Mary asked.

“She is my cousin from that side. She was the sort chubby one you
had your hand wrapped in her hair.” Hunter explained.

“Oh that was Sheila. I didn’t ask her name. Steph started hitting your grandmother so I grabbed the first girl I didn’t know and started swinging.”

“Don’t you worry about it. You did good Mary.” Stephanie patted her on the shoulder.

Mary was smiling. Now I just hoped her hand wasn’t broke. If it was, she was marrying me tomorrow so I could get her on my insurance.

She told me she wasn’t feeling well the other day and went to the
free clinic in Tyler. Like they were going to help. We arrived home
and I went straight to the back deck and started the grill. Our friends came in behind us and the drinking started. Nothing like an after funeral party brawl to get the good times going.

Peter POV

“Did I just see the police break up a fight at a funeral?” Charlotte
asked.

“Technically it was at the funeral after party. Not sure that really
counts as the funeral. Seems to me if alcohol is involved all bets are off.” I responded.

“No doubt about it, is there?” She whispered.

“Nope. You saw that bite same as I did. That’s the girl Jasper told me the Cullens got themselves all torn up over. Who else would have that bite? I thought at first she was just doing a real good job of hiding but she didn’t recognize me for what I am. She was even a bit afraid. She had a normal human reaction. She doesn’t remember a thing.”

“What are you going to do?”

“We aren’t going to do a damn thing, except leave them the hell
alone. We are going to stay the hell away from the Cullens though.”

“What if Jasper needs us? What if the Volturi come after the Cullens even though they think she is dead?”

“Exactly. As long as they think she is dead, Aro will believe it. We go showing up and Edward sees inside our head, those bastard Italians won’t stop looking for her. We are going to stay the hell away, no matter what. I am going to make it my mission that they never find that girl.”

“Peter, what if Jasper needs us? We owe him.”

“No, we don’t Char. He saved you. I saved him. We don’t owe him a
damn thing. He may have been my commanding officer but the Wars are over. You are the only one I answer too now. Same goes for you.”

“Still. You sure about this?”

“Charlotte, Jasper should have known better. They never should
have brought a human into our world without the intention of turning her right away. You saw her with this Bo guy. She is happy. He offered to mortgage his house to get her what she needed. No good can come to her from meeting them again. They deserve to be miserable. She doesn’t. She took a vampire bite because of those fuckers and they left her. She walked into the fucking Volturi and still they refused to change her. Jasper can go fuck himself. If Jasper finds out in a hundred years he can get pissed. We will see which one of us is the badass we both think we are. But for the rest of this girl’s life we stay the fuck away from the Cullens. We watch. We do not interfere. She is going to have her chance. Fuck the Cullens.”

Bo POV
It has been three weeks since the funeral. Mary still refuses to share a bed with me. I don’t mind. I mean… yeah its bugging the hell out of me. I want her so bad I can’t see straight. Our bed is done. She didn’t know it was for us. Steph is moving into my room and me and Mary are taking the master bedroom.

I had kissed her good night and left her watching television with
Hunter. Her birthday was coming up. Fourth of July. I had planned to show her the bed on her birthday but I had also hoped we would be living in the same room by then.

I had almost gotten asleep when I heard her soft knock on my door. I opened it and there she was. Wearing one of my t shirts.

“Hey.” I whispered.

“Hey yourself. I really wanted to wait for my birthday but… I can’t
stand it anymore. I had to wait two weeks for the birth control to take affect but I figured I may as well wait another week. But I can’t. I have to have you. I have to have you now.”

She didn’t need to say anything else. My lips were on hers and they were only coming off to explore some other part of her body. She was so warm. I kicked off my shorts and for the first time she saw me completely naked.

“Holy damn.”

“What?”

“Are you sure that is going to… fit?”

“We are going to figure out some way.” I laughed.

She raised her arms and I lifted her shirt off of her. Damn she was
gorgeous. She lay on her back. Her pink nipples were like small
pebbles. I ran my teeth over them and she gasped.

“Bo… Stephanie took Hunter to get ice cream. She is keeping him
out for a while maybe catching a late movie or something.”

“Hmmm gvvs ah shhht?”

“What?”

I took my mouth off the breast I had been waiting to suck since I met her.

“Who gives a shit?” I may have been a little impatient.

“I only told you so you would know we can be as loud as we want.”

Oh. That’s good information to have.

“Sweet. Now raise your hips and let me get these panties off before I rip them off with my teeth.”

She laughed and then moaned when I ran my tongue up her leg
straight to her pussy. She had the thinnest strip of hair over her
pussy. I spread her lips and tasted every single centimeter of her
with my tongue. I found her clit and nibbled trying not to bite down too hard. I was proud I had this much self-control considering for months I wanted to bend her over her desk and pound her.

She was moaning and thrashing all over the bed. I kept her pelvis
pinned with my mouth. I grabbed her breasts. She was running her
hands in my hair. We continued like this for I don’t know how long before I felt her cum. Her whole little body vibrated. I raised up and looked at her sweating face.

“Bo, I am so wet… you want me to…”

“You know, normally I would say yes 99% of the time, but not this
time. Right now I want inside you baby.”

“Okay baby. Whatever you want. I’m yours.”

“I love you Mary.”
“I love you so much Bo. I’m ready. Make love to me.”
I positioned myself on top of her and entered her warm folds. Man
was she tight and hot. So slick but so tight. I realized she hadn’t
probably had sex in a long time. But man was she tight.

Her belly was heaving underneath me.

“You okay?”

“Yes. Can’t you get farther in?”

“Yeah. I mean I’m barely in. But baby you are tight. Are you sure you are okay?”

“Bo shut up and do it. I want you in me and I want you fucking now!” she damn near growled.

I shrugged my shoulders. I was too far gone to stop now anyway. I
pushed inside her slowly and felt her relaxing and opening up.

Then… what the fuck?

“Mary…”

“Bo just push. I know it’s been a while and you can be sweet and
gentle later but I need this now.”

“Okay…”

I slammed my hips into her and she…

“HOLY HELL DAMN MOTHERFUCKER WHAT WAS THAT?”

I almost moved out of her but she grabbed my arms.

“Don’t you dare move. Just stay right where you are.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I… yeah, I feel better now. Do I feel all right to you?”

She was actually worried about this? I raised up on my elbows still
over her body, still inside her. She was flushed. Her chest was
heaving. She had this look between pleasure and pain on her face.

“You feel… yeah. You are good. You are great. Don’t worry about
things on this end baby. I got it covered. Let’s worry about you?”

“Am I too tight for you?”

“Sweetie that is something you never have to ask a guy.”

She laughed a little. “Okay. It’s starting to feel good again. Move
slowly.”

I did as I was told. God she was wet. She was bucking her hips into
me so I went a little harder. Finally she slammed my hips and I took that as the all clear sign.

“Bo, kiss me. I think I am about to have another of those orgasms
again. Damn they feel good.”

I opened her mouth and drove my tongue inside. She was meeting
me with hers. I felt her body shiver again.

“Right there. Right there. Yes…” Mary was a screamer. I liked it. I
couldn’t hold back anymore and came inside her. She said she was
on the pill right? At this moment I didn’t give a damn.

“Oh God that is so hot. Fill me up baby.”

I collapsed on top of her. Feeling her body underneath me. Being
inside her. Her chest was still heaving and her breast were pushing
in my chest. I pulled out and leaned up a little so I wouldn’t crush her.

Her hair was slick with sweat. Her face was flushed. She looked so
damn beautiful.

“I love you Marianne.”

“I love you too Bo.”

We passed out with me on top of her. At some point in the night we had wound up spooning each other. We woke at the same time.

“Mornin beautiful.”

“Mornin baby. How did you… sleep?”

“Better than I have in my whole life. You?”

“Best sleep I can recall.” She said laughing.

“You want to take a shower with me? We are supposed to meet
everyone at the lake at noon.”

“Yeah. A shower would be nice.” She whispered.

I threw the sheets off of us.

“Holy shit! What the hell? Are you okay?”

There was blood on the sheets. There was blood on me. Not much
but still.

“I’m fine. If that is me, I’m not bleeding now. Sore as hell but not
bleeding.” Mary looked worried.

“Oh my God.” She gasped.

“What?” I hoped she wasn’t bleeding anymore.

“I must have been…”

“What?”

“I must have been a virgin.”

We were both quiet at that revelation.

“So… I guess I don’t have to worry you had an old boyfriend huh?” I smiled. This was a pretty cool development.

“You never had to worry in the first place. But yeah, I guess you are
my first. No wonder I was so tight and am so damn sore this
morning.”

“Want to take a bath instead of a shower?”

“Yeah. That would definitely be good.”

“So I’m your first huh?” I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Don’t let it go to your head.” She winked at me.

“That’s impossible.” I told her honestly.

“Fine. I guess it can go to your head a little.”

“Oh by the way Mary, that bed I made in the shed? That’s ours.
Steph is moving into this room. The master bedroom is ours. Happy birthday.”

She was quiet for a moment. If she thought after last night she was sleeping alone she was crazy. Then I saw her shoulders shaking a little. I heard her sniffle. She was crying.

“Mary…”

She turned around and ran into my arms.

She leaned up and whispered into my ear. “I don’t know what
brought me here. I don’t want to know. But I would go through it all again if it meant I get you. I love you so much.”

Charlie POV

It has been 6 months. She is dead. I know she is dead. It breaks my
heart but I know it. I won’t stop hoping. But I had nothing. The
Cullens were still here. I guess the vampire army hadn’t attacked yet but Jake hadn’t been around as much. I really didn’t give a damn. I hoped they did what they could because I didn’t want innocent people to die. Enough innocent people had died because of this shit.
The phone on my desk rang. I really didn’t want to deal with
anybody’s problems but my job was all I had left.
I picked up the phone.
“Chief Swan.”
“Chief, my name is Albert Tunney. I am a special agent with the FBI,
New York Bureau.”
“What can I do for you Agent Tunney?”
“We have recently apprehended a serial rapist. We caught him
kidnapping a girl beside a broke down vehicle. He has been crossing the country from one coast to the other raping women. We believe he would see them at a gas station and sabotage their cars when they went inside. Follow them, take them at gun point when their vehicles broke down. Usually cut a fuel line. He would carry them to another state. Sometimes several states away. Rape them and leave them on the side of the road.”

He had my attention. Please God don’t tell me this monster got his
hands on my baby.

“Okay.”

“Chief he is confessing everything. We caught him red handed. Here is the deal. He would sometimes steal license plates to throw
authorities off of identifying the victims too quickly. He would
occasionally burn the vehicles.”

“So you are telling me this because…” My stomach fell. I wanted to
vomit.

“We found your daughters license plates in his trunk.”

I tried to talk but couldn’t.

“Chief Swan? Are you still there?”

“He… killed my baby, Agent? Is that what you are telling me? I need you to tell me where he is Agent. If you have kids you will
understand.”

“Hold up Chief Swan. He confessed to taking her when we showed
him her picture. He told us he traveled with her for a couple days tied up in his car. Sometimes in the trunk, sometimes in the backseat. He finally pulled over somewhere and tried to rape her. He says she fought and damn near killed him. He remembers her because she was the only one who ever fought him off. He says a scar under his right eye was from her. Supposedly she kept saying something about surviving vampires and not giving in to him. He was high as a kite so I’m sure that accounts for the bullshit. He claims he hit her over the head with a lead pipe he kept in the car and dragged her into the woods. He was going to rape her there but people were driving by and he had to leave.”

“He hit my baby with a lead pipe and left her dead in the woods?” I
whispered. I would kill him and then kill myself. If my death is what it took that was fine. That fucker was dead though.

“Here is the thing Chief. He has never killed a victim. No bodies
belonging to your daughter have been discovered. If she was just left for dead then a body would have turned up eventually. He swears she was breathing when he ran because he doesn’t rape dead women. I think he is possibly telling the truth. He hasn’t lied to us yet. She could be alive.”

“Then where is she Agent? Where did he leave my baby? It’s been
over 6 months!”

“He doesn’t remember. He stayed high most of the time when he
was committing his crimes. He drove without purpose. He knows
there were a lot of pine trees. It was in the southern US. That’s all he knows.”

“I’m coming to speak to him, Agent Tunney.”

“I understand Chief. I knew you would. Come interview him. But
Chief… I’m sorry but I can’t let you kill him. A lot of women got raped by him. We aren’t sure if he actually killed any or not. We need him alive for now Chief. You can’t kill him. Not…”

“Not what Agent?”

“Not yet. I got daughters as well, Chief Swan. Just not yet.”
I took a deep breath. I could do this. But one day his ass was mine.
Right now I needed to talk to him. I needed to figure out where he
left her. Did someone else get her? An animal drag her unconscious body off? What happened? At least I had a lead. I knew the why, now I knew the how. I just needed to find the where.

“I will be on a flight to New York tonight, Agent.”

“I will pick you up at the airport Chief Swan.”