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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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Three days without hunting? Pfft. I could go three days without hunting. I could even go four. Mostly.
I'd taken on busybeepire status. I needed a distraction to keep my mind off bl- No! Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.
Fuck me! I couldn't stop thinking about it! Guh... Stupid tasty blood.
"Stop thinking about it," Jasper huffed as he typed away on his iPhone trying to get in contact with more clients. When I growled at him, he waved his hand and gave me a nice helping of relief and contentment. I smiled and patted his head. Good Jemo.
"Any luck?"
He smiled. "Oh yes. Thank god vampires are such lushes. I'm only ten minutes in and I have three appointments. I'll probably be gone for a few weeks after tomorrow."
I leaned back into the couch and sighed. "Is Alice going?" I would hate to see her back on drugs and dammit if she didn't come up with the best outfits for Carlisle. I couldn't have her getting high and ruining my fun.
"No, she's staying home and being straight edge."
"Good. I'm looking forward to Village People week."
"Is that why Carlisle's dressed like an Indian today?"
"Yeah, tomorrow's the construction worker. Too bad you'll miss cowboy day."
He rolled his eyes and continued texting and facebooking.
"So... I'm curious."
He snorted. "About?"
"How can you deal with being away from her?"
"We're past the obsessive stage."
"Past the obsessive stage? We just had an intervention for both of you like a week ago, you fucking druggie!"
He simply laughed and shook his head.
"So, you won't go crazy like I did when Edward was gone?"
"I will miss her terribly and her I, but it won't be as intense as what you went through. You're newly mated..." He paused to chuckle. "I'll only be gone two weeks, three tops and I'm going to make a fucking ton of money." He fist pumped and I shook my head at him.
"How much?" I asked, fairly curious to know what he considered a fucking ton of money to be.
He shrugged. "More than I have ever made."
After a brief silence, he asked, "Has Edward ever discussed finances with you?"
"He hasn't." I looked up at him. "Why? Something I should know? Are we broke?"
He rolled his eyes at me. "No, we're not broke. It's just... I've never actually contributed before. Edward and Alice take care of all that."
"Is that why you're not as extravagant as the others? No flashy car or clothes, although I'd love to know how Alice let's you get away with dressing like that." I couldn't help but smirk.
"Eh." He shrugged again. "Flashy just isn't my style. That and I know how to persuade Alice." He wiggled his eyebrows and a tiny bit of lust filled the air. "My girl lets me dress as I like as long as I keep her satisfied." I nodded, not bothering to question why everything came back to sex with vampires, strengthening my suspicion that nymphomania was another inherently vampire trait. It had to be!
Esme zipped into the living room and threw an envelope at me before zipping back out to the greenhouse. I looked at the envelope curiously, running my fingers over the paper and tearing it open to find a fancy black Amex Centurian card. My eyebrows shoot up at the name Isabella Cullen embellished in silver font.
Cullen? Isabella Cullen? Weird...
"What's up, Bella? Do credit cards frighten you?"
"No." I kept running my finger over the words, half freaked out, half bewildered at how much I liked it.
"What is it?" He asked, putting down his phone.
"Duh. I think we've already established that it's a credit card."
"I got that. I meant, why are you so... nervous? Excited?" He leaned back. "Are you getting turned on right now?"
"What? No." I'm not sure why I bothered lying.
"The money is exciting you?" He asked, looking thoroughly confused,
"It's not the money." I replied, rolling my eyes. I stared down at it again, seeing my name mixed with Edward's, loving the way our names looked together. Jasper snatched the card from my hand and took a look.
"Ohhhhh..." He snickered. "You like that huh? Ms. Cullen? Would it excite you more if it was Mrs. Cullen?"
I gasped and tried to staunch down my raging possessiveness and sheer embarrassment over how much the thought being married to Edward was turning me on. "Give that back and go away. Shoo!" I waved my hand and he zipped backward out of the room.
Then I made my first purchase. I uploaded the picture of Alice in sweat pants, had it blown up poster size, and ordered ten of them, ahem, maybe I ordered sixty-two of them.
"Don't you fucking dare!" Alice screeched from upstairs.
~O~
Alice destroyed my shiny black card in a fit of sweat pants hating rage. I responded by making her stay put while I savagely ripped the heels off every pair of shoes she owned.
"No! Not the Manolo's." She actually sobbed.
As soon as I let up on manipulating her into staying still, she declared war on my hooded sweatshirts.
"Alice! Edward bought me those!" I retaliated by shredding all of her sweaters, taking the remnants and forming them into a ball that spanned half of her closet.
Emmett attempted to intervene and got caught in the cross fire. I may have told him to sit down and shut the fuck up. He was now silently sitting in the hallway, his head swinging back and forth watching us bring haute couture to its death. He was covered in fabric shrapnel, shards of my beloved Converse, tufts of cashmere and the occasional strip of silk. It was all very juvenile and stupid, but ultimately too fun to stop until I heard Alice cackle and mumble something like, "Such a shame to destroy such beautiful lingerie."
Before I could protest, Alice had already annihilated a good portion of my corsets and thigh high stockings. I flew into the closet and watched as she grabbed the dark blue number I hadn't worn yet. "Not that one! Blue is Edward's favorite color!"
She narrowed her eyes and grinned. "You can't sabotage all my shoes and get away with it."
And then she ripped it down the middle. I growled and took the sleeve of her shirt and pulled it off completely. "This is Versace. Have you no shame?"
"Versace smache, I don't give a rat's ass." I decided to take out my raving irritation by attacking every piece of clothing in her closet. Alice did the same to mine. It took all of four seconds for us to eradicate each other's wardrobes, leaving Alice pissed off and stomping her foot at me while I gathered tattered wool from what had once been her collection of pea coats and tossing them at her. She then grabbed the leg of my jeans and yanked the denim off my leg. I ripped her other sleeve off and we continued like that until we were left wearing nothing but underwear.
Alice launched into a hissy fit after I offered her half of my bra. I may have insinuated that her chest was so small, that half of mine should cover her tiny breasts just fine.
"Those jackets were vintage!" She charged me and I jumped to avoid her, turning and trying to push her away only to have her grab my shoulders and pull me toward her. Her foot slipped on a stray piece of silk causing her to fall backwards- still clutching on to me. We crashed to the floor, me landing top of her. I didn't know whether to hiss at the crazy bitch, or laugh my fucking ass off at the situation.
There I was, almost naked, straddling Alice, batting her hands away as she attempted to slap me.
Of course Carlisle chose that moment to waltz in. "Oh my god... Um... I... What the hell are you two doing?" I turned my head only to snort at his outfit of tanned leather pants, matching fringed vest, moccasins and billowing headdress. He wasted no time busting out his iphone and getting it all on video.
Alice was not pleased. "JASPER!" She let out a blood curdling scream and Jasper busted into the room in such a haste, he knocked Carlisle over, his head landing dangerously close to my butt, a few feathers from his headdress floating around.
Then several things happened at once.
My manipulation of Emmett broke and he ran into the room where he sat on the bed, faced us, and proceeded to crack up laughing.
Carlisle lifted his head, only to cry over the fact that he had just smooshed his new iphone and then put his head back down, sobbing like a baby robbed of its bottle.
Jasper scratched his head, clearly confused at the sight before him.
Rosalie appeared in the doorway only to point one finger at Emmett and say, "You. Out. Now."
Esme stood beside her, shaking her head. "Carlisle! Get your head off of Bella's ass!"
Alice decided that this would be a good time to pull my hair.
Emmett squealed. "Girl fight! Girl fight!"
Rosalie snorted and mumbled, "This is ridiculous and neither one of you bitches are borrowing my clothes." She smirked and turned to leave. "Edward's back."
And there was Edward. Hands balled into fists, wind-blow hair, looking all kinds of angry.
"I left for fifteen minutes. For fuck's sake!" He zipped over and in seconds had ripped off Carlisle's head dress, covered me in it, and swooped me into his arms. "Jasper, what the fuck? Did you not consider breaking this up? Emmett, get the fuck out. Carlisle! It's not like you don't have twelve extra phones in your office, you fucking tool! Stop crying."
"But... The video..." He sniffed, cradling his mangled device.
"Give it here." Emmett held out his hand. "I'll pull the memory cards and chips, with any luck, we'll be able to recover the video."
Edward snatched up the phone and crushed into a fine powder.
~O~
And there I was, Alice beside me like a zombie. She didn't seem lucid, but she did make an occasional grunt or sigh. She was wearing black leather chaps, cowboy boots and hat. Oh- and plaid, one of her arch enemies. I hated to say it but I thought the plaid was winning. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Will you please stop laughing? You and your little construction worker outfit. Lame." She stuck her tongue out at me and I laughed even louder at the irony of Alice and I wearing what should have been Carlisle's next two costumes because we'd destroyed each other's clothes. Yep, all of them... Oops.
We sent Edward out, and were currently waiting for him to return with new attire and I might have told him to take his time because this was fucking hilarious.
You would think that after wearing sweat pants, plaid wouldn't be so bad... But not for Alice. Her hatred ran deep. She hadn't worn plaid in forty years. Her face was in a perpetual grimace like the fabric smelled bad, but it was just plaid... She was so funny. That was why I loved Alice.
"I hate you right now." She hissed. "You will pay for making me wear this."
Carlisle couldn't stay away, not when he could get a picture of that shit. "Say cheese!"
We both gave him the finger.
Sadly, Edward returned soon after, bags of clothes in each hand. He tossed most of them at Alice and took my hand, leading me out of the house to the love shack. Once inside, he wasted no time giving me a stern look. "Take that shit off," he barked motioning toward my clothes and handing me a small bag. "Put this on."
I wanted to protest, but a bigger part of me loved seeing Edward like this. Aggressive and demanding, he was making me wet. I peeked in the bag and pulled out a black thong. At vampire speed, I shed my outfit and put the thong on slowly.
"Wipe that smile off your face." He put a finger against my lips. "Don't speak." He turned me roughly and smacked my ass, hard. "I come home to find you parading around naked in front of the entire family. You've been a bad girl, Bella, haven't you? Answer me."
Holy shit. I exhaled.
"I'm sorry."
And I was. Alice and I shouldn't have torn each other's clothes off. Although amusing, I could understand his anger, the possessiveness he was feeling at that moment. He still looked pissed, his eyes commanding and it put me in a trance. I moved closer, I had to be closer. "I'm sorry."
I couldn't stop myself, I got on my knees.
We were staring at each other until he became distracted, glancing frequently at my lips. He ran his finger across my bottom lip and I tried not to smile, letting him have the moment. Giving myself to him, letting him do whatever he wanted to me. As a matter of fact, I was very much looking forward to it. Bad girl Bella wanted her punishment. I took his finger gently between my teeth, watching him stare at my mouth as I sucked on his finger. He pulled his finger away, shaking his head at me and smiling quickly before going all stern again. "Stop acting all cute and suck my cock."
Despite his words, his dominant demeanor faded, and he was smiling again, his posture much too relaxed. He thought I was acting cute? I'd give him cute. Batting my eyelashes I bit my lower lip and smiled back at him while I scooted closer, ridding him of his pants and caressing his thighs. I took my time working him, always looking at him, making him forget everything except my mouth. I was eager, using my hands too, looking up at him, watching as he succumbed to my oral skills.
And he did, in less than one minute. I gave myself a mental fist pump. I was getting good at this.
~0~
FashionAliciesta at: BellaSparkles: Come home. We have an emergency!
I sighed at my phone.
BellaSparkles at: FashionAliciesta: What's the situation? Who changed my screen name?
FashionAlicesta at: BellaSparkles: Carlisle is refusing to wear this outfit and I'm totally sober. :)
PradaKiller at: AliceLovesPlaid: That's not an emergency. Like YOUR new screen name?
Carlisle had taught me how to hack and change screen names too. So there!
Dr Teeth at: PradaKiller: The deal was I would wear whatever clothes Alice picks out. I never agreed to Make-up.
FashionAliciesta at: PradaKillerSparkles: It's KISS! KISS with no make-up is lame and I don't do lame. Make him wear it!
Dr Teeth at: PradaKillerSparkles: I don't do make-up. No deal.
Dr Teeth at: PradaKillerSparkles: What's up with the screen-name?
PradaKillerSparkles at: Dr Teeth: What's up with YOUR screen-name? Dr. Teeth?
FashionAliciesta at: PradaKillerSparkles: Esme's pet name for him. They have this weird dentist fetish...
at: FashionAliciesta: It's a doctor fetish, not a dentist. Pfft. Pervert.
FashionAlicistest at: Dr. Teeth: Whatev. Wear the make-up or give me The Doors shirt.
at: FashionAlicesta: Never! Jim Morrison vomited on that.
at: FashionAliciesta: I've never washed it btw. ;)
FashionAliciesta at: Dr. Teeth: All the more reason to destroy it!
I tossed my phone aside and shook my head. I was not in the mood to deal with their shenanigans. I'd deal with it later.
Four hours later, I was laying in Edward's embrace feeling gloriously sated. He had his phone in hand, texting away before tossing it to the other side of the room onto a chair. Then he was all over me again, his lips once again roaming my body.
"Edward?"
He didn't answer me, kissing and licking away.
I tugged on his hair and raised his head, looking him in the eyes. "I need to go to the house. My sunflowers need to be watered and pruned."
"I'll have Esme do it," he responded quickly, attempting to start licking me again.
"No, I want to go. It's one of the few things that I really enjoy doing. I miss my sprouts."
He sighed and smiled at me. "You'd rather be in the greenhouse than this?" He promptly snaked his body downward, parting my thighs and rubbing his face against my pussy.
I shuddered and groaned. "Make it quick."
I guess I compelled him to be quick, because he made me come in forty five seconds. I rolled away and put on a shirt.
"What are you doing?" Edward rasped.
"I'm putting on clothes. I didn't think you want me to go to the house naked." I threw on some jeans.
"You're going to leave me hanging?" He scoffed and pointed to his dick which was hard and leaking at the tip.
"I'll take care of that as soon as we get back." I winked at him.
He pouted and walked to me. "Please, Bella, I need you. Now."
He took my hand in his and guided it over his erection, making me stroke him slowly. When I started to pick up the pace he grabbed my hand and made me go oh-so-slowly again. I heard his phone beeping away, alerting him to new texts and voicemails. It must have beeped at least thirty times but he didn't acknowledge it at all, which was odd. He always felt compelled to check his messages immediately. Then he grabbed my hand again, asking me to go slower. He never wanted slower hand jobs. Something was up.
"Let me get the lube," I whispered and he smiled and bit his bottom lip. I let go of him and zipped to the other side of the room but not for the lube, for his phone.
He gasped as soon as he realized what I was doing. He muttered words like, fuck and shit and pinched the bridge of his nose as I looked down at the texts. He had multiple texts from Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie- all of them telling Edward to keep me away from the house for at least the next few hours.
"What's going on?"
"Human guest." He grabbed the bottle of lube and handed it to me.
Just then, a new text came in from Rose letting Edward know that all of them were gone.
"All gone." I smiled and closed his phone. "OK, let's get you taken care of so I can tend to my flowers."
As much as he pleaded, I refused to go slow. For some reason, I was just itching to run a little.
"Please... Just wait." Edward started to pace a little.
I turned and looked him in the eye. "What is going on? Why don't you want me to go to the house?"
He hesitated and I grew impatient. "Rose's text said that they are all gone. What's the problem?"
He didn't answer me, so I used my power and willed him to tell me the truth. He sighed. "She was referring to something else."
"What the fuck is going on, Edward? Is there a human at the house? Yes or no?"
"No."
I was suddenly sick and tired of his evasive words. I turned and sprinted out the door and ran to the house with Edward running behind me and begging me to come back.
I ignored him and made it to the house in minutes.
The glass of the greenhouse was gone.
I looked in tentatively and gasped at the sight. The greenhouse was in shambles, every flower desecrated, the scent of rotting petals and earth permeating the air. I stood as still as a statue, a myriad of emotions assaulting me.
I thought about Rose's text to Edward. There had been no human here- I would have been able to smell it. When she said they were all gone, she meant my flowers.
I could hear whispers from inside, everyone terrified at what my reaction would be, everyone asking Alice what I would do.
"This is all your fault," Alice hissed.
"No, this is your fault," Carlisle replied.
I listened to them bicker and argue about that stupid fucking Doors shirt. Apparently Alice and Carlisle got into a rather large scuffle over the stupid piece of cotton and they somehow managed to destroy the greenhouse in the process. Esme and Rose were out shopping for replacements that they had hoped would hide the damage.
I looked over the scene, every flower uprooted, yellow petals littering the ground. I dropped to my knees and picked up one of my sprouts. It was mangled and limp in my hand.
My sprout... My baby...
I cried. I sobbed at the loss. Edward was suddenly behind me, his hands running softly over my shoulders as he whispered apologies.
I stiffened, "This is why you didn't want me to come?"
He nodded. "I'm really sorry."
"So... Rose and Esme were just going to replace everything? And you thought I wouldn't notice?"
"I'm sorry," he repeated.
"Get out!" I pointed toward the door and he walked toward it. "Go away! All of you!"
I started to feel a strange calm come over me and I growled. "Jasper! Stop it!"
And the calm was no more.
I raced around trying to replant and repair but it was too late. My flowers were fucking dead, every last one of them. I wailed like a baby. I stomped on every flower box until it was nothing but dust.
"Bella?" Edward asked from the doorway. "Can I come out?"
"No," I spit. "I want to be alone."
I sat down in the dirt and proceeded to wallow in misery. I willed everyone to stay the fuck away and be quiet. I couldn't deal with anyone, couldn't deal with anything. I sat and cried, bawling, acting like the emo newborn that I was. I wanted quiet but couldn't have it. Even with everyone silent, the sounds of the world rang out. Stupid birds chirping, irritating wind blowing, I couldn't escape it. Silence was a thing of the past. Even bound in isolation in the middle of fucking Alaska, I couldn't have quiet.
Rage boiled and subsided, I pouted and sighed and got so pissed off that I wanted to explode. I contemplated having Jasper calm me down but I was sickened by the thought that I couldn't control myself. I couldn't calm down, couldn't be rational. Or could I?
I stopped breathing and focused, bringing myself into a state of numb.
Be calm.
Be still.
Be in control.
And suddenly... I was.
I successfully managed to control my emotions.
Fuck me. That was awesome.
I stood and dusted myself off. I looked around again and started feeling the sadness creeping back.
No!
Be calm.
Calm.
Calm.
Calm.
It worked! Ha-mother-fucking-ha ha ha!
I kept all emotions at bay while looking over the carnage that surrounded me. I felt more in control than... Well, since Edward turned me into a blood-thirsty sparklepire.
I felt fucking good, powerful, strong and totally in control. I was itching to run but wanted space, wanted to be alone. I wanted out of this house, away from the love shack; to do something all by myself. I wanted to rebuild this greenhouse and make it better. I wanted to shop for supplies like a normal person.
I knew... I wasn't a normal person. Fuck! I wasn't even a person at all. I refused to get bent over it.
I didn't let myself get emotional again. I maintained control and decided I would stay in control. Determination coursed through me and I stood up straight, breathing in deep.
Then I decided that it was now or never. I would no longer be some uncontrollable fucking noob. I would no longer be bound to this fucking house or this fucking family.
Then I took off running.
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