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My Shiny Freak	By : Prettyflour Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 3183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Carlisle smirked as he gazed to my left. The fact that next to me on the bed lay two crazy sex toys had completely escaped me.
"Is that Wally?" He asked.
This probably shouldn't have surprised me. "You two know each other?"
"Mmm... We have been introduced, but truth be told... Wally and I really don't get along."
I sat up and grabbed the walrus shaped contraption. "What has he ever done to you?" I could barely keep a straight face.
"Let's just say that gambling isn't the only thing that Esme is addicted to."
I laughed. Hard. A real laugh, not a giggle or chuckle but a full out guffaw that made my whole body shake. Carlisle laughed too, but his was short lived. He shook his head and sighed.
"Fucking Wally... I don't know what you girls see in him." He took it from my hand and pressed a button causing Wally to do a little dance for us. "Pfft. I have more dexterity in my pinky finger and this thing is battery operated. It's got nothing on me in the stamina department."
I cringed and then I laughed again while Carlisle continued on in his mission to make himself look better than a high class vibrator.
"I would say I have about a good inch on him in terms of length and as far as girth..."
"Say no more. That is an order." I raised my eyebrow and shook a finger at him.
He smiled and opened his mouth but did not speak. It was if he couldn't... Oops.
"Oh, um, you can speak, just not about sex ok?"
He laughed and tossed Wally back on the bed. "Here. I'll leave you two alone and perhaps you'll be in a better mood afterward." Of course, he winked at me.
I chucked a pillow at his head which exploded as it made contact with his body. I laughed again as he began brushing the feathers off his shoulders and picking them out from his hair. "I'm glad to have amused you. The laughing is much more appealing than the sulking," he said as he stood up to leave the room and I suddenly realized that I had no desire to play with Wally; and once he left the room I would be bored again and would probably quickly sink back into Edward withdrawals.
"Wait! Um... Want to watch a movie or something?"
He looked confused for a moment and then gave a wide grin. "Sure."
So I cleaned up the feathers and put on a movie which Carlisle ignored, instead checking his Facebook on his new iphone. "Yes! One hundred and seventy five Facebook friends." He gave a little fist pump and then looked at me. "All immortal." He added.
"All of them? Wow..."
"I had wished to have more by now but many of the old ones reject technology. OH! I just got a message from Esme." He paused, closed his eyes and licked his lips. Then he started nervously tapping his foot on the floor and bouncing up and down. "I can't wait until she gets home. God!"
He sighed and looked at me. "This must be quite difficult for you. Being away from him..."
And my laughter is gone, replaced by another psychotic sniffing session with Edward's pillow.
I shake my head at the realization that I can not stand this much space between us and it has only been one day. One day... I am immortal for Christ's sake. A day should feel like nothing, twenty four hours passing in a rush of words and actions. But no... time is practically at a stand still. Forty eight more hours of feeling like this will be absolute torture. I nod at Carlisle, not wanting to speak the words out loud.
"I understand. It's hard for me too. I miss her so much right now and we've been married for decades." He chuckles and puts his phone in his pocket. "It must be harder for you, being as young as are."
I scowl at him. "Fuck you, grampa."
He waved his hand. "You're just cranky. You don't like being separated from Edward. I can sympathize. The whole 'mate thing' can take some getting used to. In the beginning your mate sort of becomes this crazy addiction. Without them you go mad. You do crazy things like smoke cigarettes and fuck with the most powerful immortal in existence."
He raises an eyebrow to me. "I am not exaggerating either. They are only a select few crazy bastards with enough balls to fuck with him. He's kind of royalty..."
I shrug. Carlisle laughs. "You're lucky he likes you."
I roll my eyes. I couldn't care less if he likes me and if he decides he doesn't, I'll just make him go the hell away. "So... This mate thing... This need... It's normal?"
"Pretty much." He nods and sighs again. "I was never away from Esme in the beginning. I couldn't... Hell, I couldn't be more than a few feet from her without freaking out and I was like two hundred years old. I was used to intense emotions and all that other vampire stuff and still it fucking killed me to be away from her." He looked into my eyes. "Both your body and mind will crave him and I'm not just talking about sex, I mean you will crave him."
I understood perfectly. "Being so far away from him just feels wrong, empty..."
The space between my stone heart and rib cage feels like it is expanding, not with air, but with a void. It's hollow yet deep, the exact opposite of the way it feels when Edward puts his hands there and trails his fingers over my skin. There is a clenching sensation in my chest and it hurts. It really fucking hurts.
"You OK over there Bella?"
"Um... Sorry." I crack a faux smile and wave Wally around. "Will you excuse us?"
He doesn't answer. He zips out of the room quickly, closing the door behind him and I am left alone with my new friend. I swallow down any pride I posses and crawl across the bed, slipping under the covers, inhaling deeply, relishing the fact that this blanket is drenched in Edward's scent, in our scents mingled together. I remove my panties, hike up my skirt, turn Wally's knob to the lowest setting and drag it across my breasts, slowly down my stomach and in between my legs. A small gasp escapes my lips as his twirling tusk grazes my clit.
Wow... This feels pretty darn good.
The sound of my phone ringing causes me to jump, Wally slips from my hand and onto the floor. I grab the phone. It's Edward.
I push the button and listen. All words escape me at the moment. I don't know whether to relax into his sweet voice or give him a massive tongue lashing for not calling me sooner. I settle for a short awkward silence.
"Bella..." His voice low and shaky.
"Bella? Are you there? What's that buzzing noise?"
GAH! Wally is thrashing around, his tusks spinning wildly against the hard wood floor. Damn his vampire hearing! "Hold on." I respond breathlessly while grabbing Wally and turning the knob with such force it breaks off in my hand and sends him into what I can only describe as spastic convulsions. Shit! Into my top drawer he goes, and I put the phone to my ear. "Hi."
"I'm sorry I didn't call earlier. Everything OK there?"
How do I answer this question? Well honey, I'm torturing your crazy uncle, suffering from pastry delusions, multiple personalities, separation anxiety and having I'm an affair with a piece of plastic named Wally. And you? Nah. "Everyone is fine here. How's Vegas?" My tone may have gone a touch sarcastic.
"Bella... Please don't be mad. I hate it here. Vegas is full of drunken, money grubbing, filthy humans." He paused and shuddered. "I just put put Carmen and Esme on a plane. Which, by the way, was more difficult than it sounds. Esme wouldn't let go of the damn slot machine. Seriously, she grabbed onto it wouldn't let go. She threatened to scream if I touched her. I had to wait until she ran out of money before Carmen and I could pry her hands from the handle of the machine. It was a god damned miracle no one called security."
"She put up a fight?" I snicker and picture her baring her teeth and clutching onto a quarter filled machine.
His sigh registered loud and clear over the phone. "No, after the money was gone she surrendered willingly." He paused for a few seconds. "I have to stay for a bit... Try and win back what she lost."
I felt my chest constrict. A brief moment of loss clutched me. When the fuck did I become so... so... needy, so completely entrenched in my Edward addiction that it consumes me? I sighed back at him and decided that I'm letting my Edsession flag fly.
"When are you coming back?" The words came out all rushed and slightly paranoid sounding.
"As soon as possible. Vegas is horrid. I miss you. I am so sorry for leaving like that..."
I am not sure how to reply. A surge of emotions courses through me. I want to hit him for leaving so abruptly. I want to go all Rosalie and smack him around and make him beg for forgiveness. I want him here. Now.
"I miss you too," I whisper.
I am such a coward. Why can't I just tell him that I'm going crazy without him? Why?
"I will be home as soon as I can. I promise."
"Mr. Cullen, we're ready for you." A soft female voice interrupts. My inner predator hisses at the thought of a female next to what's mine. Let the growling begin.
"I'll be right there." He replies.
"Who is that?"
"The casino host. I'm joining a private high stakes poker game. If all goes well, I could be on a plane tomorrow morning."
"Can I get you anything Mr. Cullen? A drink? Perhaps I could arrange a massage for you... I'm a licensed massage therapist you know." It's the female again, her voice all soft and seductive, offering him a massage no less. Oh. My. God. If she touches him, I will run to Vegas and kill every massage therapist I can find.
"No cell phones allowed at the table. I love you. I've-gotta-go,I'll-call-you-soonkaybye."
Did he just hang up on me? What the fuck? He is in Vegas surrounded by hot sounding massage therapists and I am stuck here. Kill. Kill. Kill. My blackberry is now a crumbling pile of dust.
"What the hell is that noise?" I hear Emmett say from his room. I am sure he is referring to Wally, who is vibrating away in my underwear drawer. I rip open the drawer, grab him, open the door and chuck it down the hall, through the wall and into Emmett's bedroom.
Emmett began cackling. "It's still going!"
Did Rosalie just purr?
"That is quality craftsmanship." She breathed and rushed to pick him up off the floor. She was apologizing to Wally for my odd behavior.
I throw myself on the bed and resume my sniffing of all things that smell like Edward. The bed... His smell is all over it therefore I must lay in it and huff the sheets repeatedly.
There is a soft knock on the door. I take a quick sniff and scowl as I recognize Aro's scent.
"Enter."
The door opened slowly and Aro stepped half way into the room and leaned against the door frame, sliding his hands into his pockets.
I looked up at the ceiling, not bothering to acknowledge him. He said nothing and stared at me for longer than my patience allowed.
I rolled my eyes. "You should know... It displeases me to be gawked at. Shall I fire up the True Blood DVD?"
This comment was supposed to make him cringe but instead he smiled and closed his eyes. He laughed then and shot a quick glance in my direction before sighing.
"You... You are so evil Bella and I mean that in the best way possible." He strode casually over to the bed and sat down on the corner. I sat up quickly and eyed him with caution.
"Have you ever been to Italy, Isabella?" His calm facade never wavered, unlike mine which was now twisted in confusion.
"No."
He hummed. "That is a shame. You must visit Volterra. I would be honored to have you as my guest."
"Tempting, but no."
He scoffed. "So quick to dismiss my invitation? I'm utterly insulted." He leaned toward me. "I see... You are content with being secluded to the stark cold glory of Alaska? You don't have the slightest inkling to see the world? Explore new places? To escape the vile boredom that surrounds you?"
I huff. "I can't travel without being around humans. I can't."
He laughed again and leaned away from me. "Tsk Tsk. You underestimate me. I can get you there with absolutely no human contact. Private jets, limousines, immortal pilots and drivers, we can work this out. No humans? No problem."
I said nothing.
"I am a man of my word. I promised that I would not tempt you with twinkies and I meant it." He winked. "I just love food analogies!"
"No." I repeated.
"Come on! I know Carlisle told you." He tensed, narrowing his eyes at me. "Volterra is mine. I rule it and I mean that quite literally. Being the oldest immortal in existence does have its perks." He laughed. "I have many very loyal subjects who will do what ever I ask. My every desire is brought to me without question."
He smirked. "As my guest, anything you want would be yours. The finest clothing, jewelry, art..." He got this far away look in his eyes. "Prostitutes, jugglers, strippers, clowns... There is this one women, Vicky... She can juggle and strip at the same time! It is truly a sight to behold. I should call her soon." He stared off into space and his eyes glassed over. Ew.
I decided to speak because he looked as if he would start drooling at any moment.
"Go." I pointed to the door. "Now."
He stood up and bowed to me before looking up. "As if I had a choice," he said before turning away and striding out of the room.
I buried my face in the pillow and took a big sniff, smiling at Edward's lingering scent and I continued to do that for a while and finally got up in hopes of heading off the doom that is the everlasting boredom that is my life. I rearranged the furniture in our bedroom three times, made Emmett give me his credit card and proceeded to spend an obscene amount on itunes, and had to fight off Alice as I attempted to shop for my own clothing. I did all of the laundry, crocheted six afghans, laughed when Carlisle suggested scrap- booking and came really close to slapping Rosalie when she suggested masturbation again. I escaped to the greenhouse where I watered, pruned, weeded, picked and planted. I placed vases of sunflowers randomly throughout the house. I read every book I could find and even stooped as low as reading Alice's fashion magazines. I cleaned the entire house to a spiffy shine, waging war on dust mites and lint particles.
Jasper and Emmett both looked up at me as I zipped past them on the couch in the living room. I stopped in my tracks when Emmett said, "She's turning into Esme."
I froze and turned to glare at him. "Take it back!"
This made Jasper bust out laughing and Emmett shift uncomfortably in his seat.
"He is fucking terrified right now." Jasper cackled out and pointed at a very nervous looking Emmett who was now protectively rubbing his arms.
He panicked and ran away into the forest where I followed.
He did eventually take it back. Perhaps I made him bash his own head against a tree a time or two. Or twelve...
Just then, Alice appeared shaking her head. "I missed it. Damn!"
She batted her eyelashes and pouted. "One more time? Please, for me?"
With a wave of my hand, Emmett ran head first into the nearest tree while Alice captured it on video. She thanked me and then took my hand, leading me away.
We ran north, and I took this opportunity to break trees, rocks and any other inanimate object in my path. Running around acting like Jasper can be a very good outlet. Sprinting into the distance before me, I took down an elk, a moose, and a wolf, glutting myself on the blood of any living creature that dared enter my field of vision, except those nasty tasting squirrels. They may live. Bleh!
I finally stopped and took a deep breath, cursing Esme and her freaking addiction. I contemplate ripping off a few of her limbs when she gets home.
Alice is coming from behind laughing as she slows to a stop. "Seriously? Ripping off her head?"
I turn towards her at lightening speed. "You." I point a finger and lightly press it into her chest. "Why did you tell Edward not to call me?"
She stood up straighter, squaring her shoulders looking super feisty. "Because I knew you would act like this."
I scoffed but instantly saw her point. Sighing, I took a step back and dropped my hands. "What's the difference? I'm miserable either way."
"I suppose you're right, but take a piece of advice- when he comes home, just let it go." She sounded much too smug for my liking. She sat indian style on a nearby rock and waited for me to say something. I refused to speak.
She shook her head at me. "What you say is true... You are bound to be depressed in his absence, that is still crystal clear. When Edward followed my advice, I saw a very intense reunion for the two of you, if you know what I mean." She wiggled her eyebrows and giggled. "It would have been reunion sex and make-up sex all rolled into one."
I cringe. "And now?"
She shook her head at me. "That phone call made you jealous and that's a hard emotion to shake. Now I see lots of tension, silent treatments and sexual frustration. You'll both be pissy at best."
Oh no, this is not good news. I frowned at the entire situation.
Alice huffed. "Don't mope. You are being jealous over nothing. Edward would never! Christ, he was an hundred and eight year old virgin before you came along because of his principles regarding love and physical relationships. You have nothing to worry about. Just let it go and everything will work out. I promise you that."
"Can you see when?" I bit my lower lip in anticipation.
"Not yet. It all depends on the next few hours. He may have to play at few casinos to avoid suspicion. I'll keep you posted." She winked at me like the whack job Cullen that she is.
We ran back to the house in silence and slowed right before the forest broke onto our property. We stared out at the darkening sky and the beautiful sunset on the horizon.
"Remember what I said. You have nothing to be jealous over. When he comes home, just be with him."
"Yes, yes I'll go easy on him." I grumbled.
She smiled. "If all goes well, he may be home sooner than planned and then you can have your wicked way with him and you'll probably drive us all out of the house. Sound good?"
"Most definitely," I breathed.
"Oh and Bella... They're coming soon, within the next two to three hours I think."
"Who?"
"Aro's guard. Marcus, Caius, and Jane. You know..." She looked at me and smiled. "His babysitters."
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