|The Untouchable Element
Author: DeniBear PM
Twilight Re-Written. Bella Swan moves to Forks, Washington expecting a dull life until she runs into a certain Cullen that captures her heart; Rosalie. Will she pursue a potentially dangerous relationship with her?Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Rosalie & Bella - Chapters: 11 - Words: 54,882 - Reviews: 214 - Favs: 220 - Follows: 241 - Updated: 11-15-09 - Published: 05-21-09 - id: 5077222
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The Untouchable Element
Chapter 11: Know Your Enemy
Rated: M(For Language, Violence, and Sexuality)
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor am I affiliated with Stephanie Meyer in any way. The ideas behind this story, however, belong to me.
A/N: Thank you all for your wonderful reviews. I'm currently trying to focus on starting a new short story that revolves around Alice and Bella but I might post a one-shot involving Leah/Bella instead pretty soon. If you are interested in reading another upcoming story by me, please vote in the poll on my profile on which pairing you'd like to see. Anyway, here comes the drama and angst! Oh, and because Bella has a potty mouth, she drops the F-bomb a dozen or more times. She's pretty pissed off at Leah. Lol
After a very stressful night and an awkward morning with the Cullens, Rosalie and Alice decided to take me home. Bless them. I was so emotionally sapped due to last night's events that I just felt kind of indifferent towards everybody around me. They assured me that I had done nothing wrong and that it wasn't my fault for what took place last night yet I begged to differ. My head was throbbing uncontrollably and there was this indescribable pain in my chest that it literally hurt to breathe. The blame rightfully belonged to me because if I hadn't met Leah in the first place, we wouldn't be placed in this situation. Leah Clearwater. At the bottom of my heart, something was tugging at me when I thought her name, and it felt like longing but in my current state of mind, I could easily ignore it. Fuck her!
She imprinted on me and from what Rosalie knew about it, I was in a pretty fucked up position. Not only did I have to wrap my head around the existence of vampires, but lycanthropes as well. What kind of world was I living in? Oh and here's the worst part of being me; I was in love with a vampire but I belonged to somebody else I didn't even know at the same time. Fate was truly cruel to me, and it felt like I was only brought into this life to suffer for the amusement of others. It's sad and unwise of me to feel this way, but I couldn't help it. I was really happy once, before my shit luck fucked up my life, and now I was forced to deal with two conflicting emotions I felt about a particular person. First, I absolutely despised Leah Clearwater for humiliating me in front of my girlfriend's family. Not only did she have the nerve to come over uninvited, but she waged a war against these wonderful people I'm hoping I could grow close to in the future, given if I had the chance.
Second, and I really want to understand why the fuck I would feel this way about a person who is forcefully coming between Rosalie and I, I felt sympathy towards the wolf. How sick was I? Perhaps it's the imprint she pretty much exuded onto me without my consent or whatever, but it was disgusting that I also felt sorry for the girl who was destroying me from the inside out. Wait. How selfish am I being right now? Wasn't she dating Jacob too? Oh my God! What the hell was her problem? Jesus, no wonder he sounded like he was completely distraught at the idea that she was imprinting on me. He must loathe me completely, and he would have a right to even though I wanted no part in this. I wanted nothing to do with Leah whatsoever…
"Ugh! Fucking Christ!" I cry out dramatically, my hand wrapping around my stomach as I felt something completely sharp rupture within me. Was it because of all the negativity that was pouring out of me the more I thought about that monstrous bitch!? Again, I felt my heart seize during my mental evaluation of the entire situation that had been presented to me in an extraordinary manner. What was she doing to me? I leaned my head against the leather seat of Rosalie's convertible and Alice sat upright, massaging my shoulders to relax me from the inner torment that I was currently experiencing. Rosalie cocked her head to the side and her facial expression was torn between concern and anger towards the source of all our problems. "Bella, there's nothing we can do about whatever's going on between you and Leah. These spasms of pain mean that she's trying to communicate with you, but you're successfully blocking her out." Alice said, continuing to soothe me with her strong, tiny hands.
I wanted to say something to that, but my heart suddenly began pounding against my chest! Sweat began forming on my forehead in a matter of seconds, and warm yet poisonous bile began traveling through my esophagus. Rosalie was panicking from the driver's side so she slammed on the breaks when she pulled over to the side of the road. Alice jumped out of the car and helped me out of my seat as I ran to the nearest bush before opening my mouth and releasing the entity that must have been stress onto the world. As I vomited, I noticed a couple of odd things about my pile of puke. It was black yet it reeked like blood and tasted like rotten soup. As I continued spewing that unwanted shit out of me, I could hear sizzling sounds fill the air and steam rising above the black liquid. When the last drop finally dripped from my bottom lip, it made a splashing sound when it blended in with the rest of the demonic particles of my bodily fluid.
"Alice…it's as black as Leah's soul. What do you think this means?" Rosalie finally asked, holding me tightly as she brushed my hair back gently. Oh, I was so incredibly weak, and it wasn't because I was swooning over my gorgeous angel. The observant pixie bent down and carefully studied the black gunk; her face betrayed her emotions as a look of fear flashed before her eyes. The news just kept getting better and better. What's next? I'll have to be hospitalized because I refuse to get together with that mother fucking dog? "Please, just take me home to Charlie. I don't…I don't want to be around anybody right now." I say weakly, my mind becoming numb after having to deal with pain that was far worse than a goddamn migraine, which I would have welcomed since it would have felt like a minor headache compared to what was raping my mind earlier. Alice and Rosalie both exchanged pained expressions but they complied, as they slowly retreated back to her car.
"Bella, you know these hateful feelings towards Leah won't last long. I don't know what this means but your body is physically reacting towards the resentment of your imprint. You have no choice when it concerns you rejecting it because you can't." Alice said softly, her eyes conveying so much sorrow as she stared into her sister's eyes. I was feeling lightheaded. Why couldn't anything be so simple? Not when you're Bella Swan, everything in life has to be so fucking difficult! I was beginning to feel heated the more I was tempted to rant but my weakness was too much to handle so I merely closed my eyes as I listened to them talk. No, more like argue about my best options regarding this imprint. Fuck Leah Clearwater so hard.
"What if they can remain imprinted, Rosalie, but on a more platonic level despite Leah's feelings? We wouldn't have to be forced into turning Bella into a vampire and you wouldn't have to break the treaty by killing off Leah. Rosalie, you have to let Bella go to Leah and level things out. No matter what, Leah will obey Bella!" Alice nearly yelled, her anger nearly reaching a certain level I didn't even want to see. How could something so tiny and beautiful be so explosive? Rosalie was still tense but she slumped her shoulders as if she were finally accepting defeat. She didn't say anything until we pulled in front of my house, Charlie's cruiser blocking the driveway. I couldn't even move but my head was turned towards Rosalie and she was staring right back at me sadly. "I love you, Rose." I manage to croak out.
That was pathetic, I needed to say it with conviction. I sat up as straight as I could in the leather seat and I told her with full force, "I love you." Her golden eyes widened at the revelation but it wasn't of surprise; it was happiness. After all we've been through so far in this dysfunctional relationship, love was keeping us afloat and it only made us stronger. I really meant what I said because Rosalie so could have avoided me and not bother telling me the truth that day she attempted to lie to me about being ill for a week. But she was willing to risk it all with me because I apparently offered her what nobody else could. I should have been scared, but she had never done anything to wrong me. She never pushed me away because she needed to be near me and I wanted to be near her. She was my own personal brand of heroine and I'm not going to deny how addicted I am to her. She was my friend but she was also my lover and my world was at peace whenever I was around her. I never wanted to let her go.
She smiled and almost looked like a tear was going to fall from her eye but I knew deep down that she couldn't be able to no matter how much she wanted to. "Bella, I love you too. You have no idea how unbearable this is for me to witness such atrocities being committed to you. Just know that I'll always be there for you when you need me." She whispers as she leans in closer to my face. I honestly didn't want to ruin the moment but I also didn't want Rosalie tasting the black gunk that came out of me earlier. Chuckling lightly, I say, "I have to brush my teeth before we can kiss again. You wouldn't like how I taste right now." Rosalie's grin didn't falter, however, as she replied, "I don't care, Bella. You could eat shit for all I care and I would deep throat you with my tongue anyway. I adore everything about you, honey. I accept everything regarding you." Her blunt words caused my brain to cease functioning for a moment as my thighs closed tightly together. God, this woman was going to be the death of me!
To others, her words might have ruined a romantic moment but nothing was normal about us and what we just shared was something special that could only make sense in each other's eyes. Our foreheads pressed together for a moment, as if we were trying to mentally communicate this way, before our lips protested and forced us to lean in for a very passionate kiss. When my tongue ran over her bottom lip, she opened her mouth invitingly and I eagerly entered my domain. The kiss was spectacular, as usual, but each kiss was unique. When Rosalie attempted to deepen the kiss with her long tongue, we briefly heard Alice in the background before we completely stopped. "Ahem!" The pixie chirped in amusement, watching us closely which made me blush furiously. I had nearly forgotten we had company. Damn it.
"Alice and I are going to hunt for the next two days, Bella. Are you going to be okay while we're gone?" She asked tenderly, taking my hand in hers and rubbing her thumb over my skin softly. I suppressed a soft moan at the contact, her massage tickling every responsive nerve in my body. This is what love should feel like. I slowly nodded, "It's not like I plan on setting anything on fire or going out looking for Leah and beating the crap out of her." I replied almost testily. Every negative comment I made about her, my heart sang with regret and it was beginning to annoy the hell out of me. Rosalie snarled at the comment but Alice gripped her shoulder and hushed her. For some reason, I wasn't intimidated by Rosalie's anger but I bet it had something to do with Leah's violating "special mark".
"Stay away from La Push if you can help it, Bella. That's where the filthy pack of hers like to hang out and I know your father is fond of Billy, but please, avoid them at all costs. I don't want her near you when I'm not around." She harshly said as her coal black eyes burned into mine. I sighed, letting her know that I was completely disgusted with her. I needed to get out of this car soon because I had to shower all over again and clean myself up to wipe off the marks Leah made upon me. "Okay." Was the only response I had for that and freely stepped out of the car in a hurry. I didn't want to be mad at Rosalie, but I hated being told what to do as if I were mentally incompetent to even take care of myself. As I walked towards the front door, I felt Alice's tiny hands support me and turned me around so I could face her. She had an apologetic expression on her face before my eyes wandered over to Rosalie who still sat in the car looking as if she were about to spontaneously combust.
"She doesn't want to appear controlling Bella, but she loves you too much and will put up a fight for you. We all care about you and…because my visions are blurry when werewolves are involved, we want you to be safe." Alice stated. Closing my eyes, I leaned into her and gave her a hug. So far, she was the best friend I've ever had at this moment. After saying our goodbyes, I headed back into the house and found Charlie sitting on the couch and watching an uninteresting game on television. He was also on the phone, but I didn't particularly care about who he was talking to. I dragged my feet all the way to the stairs but he called out to me, much to my dismay since I didn't feel like talking anymore. "Hey Bells, how was the sleepover? Whoa, weren't you wearing something different yesterday?" He asked, his curiosity causing my face to flush uncontrollably. How the hell could he tell the difference? I didn't want to tell him that the Cullens let me borrow Rosalie's outfit while they burned the one I wore yesterday after Leah left a little something on them. Bitch. Those were my favorite jeans.
"Yeah, um, Rosalie thought it'd be a good idea if she let me wear something of hers since Alice insisted that wearing the same thing twice in a row is a fashion blunder. " Way to go, Bella! Who knew lying could be so fun? Charlie snorted and shook his head, but then his head shot up when he realized I slept over my girlfriend's house. Oh no. Please don't ask any embarrassing questions, dad. "Did you…er, sleep in the same bed as Rosalie?" He asked with a stern voice. Shit. I couldn't help but burst out laughing since you know, it should have been obvious but then again, he's only had one child and a daughter whose innocence he wanted to preserve. It's not like we really did anything…yet. "Dad, we ended up having a girl's night so we, Alice, Rosalie, and I spent the night in their guest room. If it makes you feel better, Rosalie slept on a spare bed while Alice and I shared one." Okay. So that completely sucked but I wonder if he would buy that and just let it go already. He stared at me for a minute before speaking again. "That's good. Um, just to let you know, you should probably change into something else. Billy is coming over to dinner along with Henry and Sue. Don't worry, I've got dinner handled." He mentioned, completely ignoring the look of surprise on my face.
He didn't buy my excuse but he let it go. Wow, maybe being a lesbian did have its advantages aside from other aspects of it. Anyway, I was surprised because Billy Black was coming over along with two other people I didn't know. Perhaps Jacob would come along and I know Rosalie didn't want me being around werewolves but I could trust him. He was my friend. Alright, I made a mental note to ask certain questions that would involve the Imprint and to not ever mention Leah's name since it would most likely kill us both.
As I stepped out of the shower thirty minutes later, my towels securely wrapped around my head and body, I quietly walked out of the bathroom only to hear a few voices downstairs. Into my bedroom, I ran inside and turned around to shut the door and locked it, just in case Jacob did happen to come over. Dropping the towel around my waist, I sighed in relief and turned only to find out that I wasn't alone in my sanctuary. Fuck. My. Life. Leah Clearwater was leaning against the wall opposite side of me and looked as if she had just ran a marathon. She wore her short black hair tightly up in a short tail and I could see her entire face and body reacting to the sight she was clearly enjoying. Her breathing was ragged and her dark brown eyes were glazed over with lust. Her arms were crossed but creepily watching me like that caused her to drop her guard and I only had one chance to attack before she could do anything about it.
The towel on my head unraveled quickly as I sprinted towards her, my intentions of hurting her slowly disintegrating the closer I approached? Why? Before I could stop myself, I instinctively jumped on her, my legs wrapping around her waist as I clung my arms around her neck as if I had been desperately craving for physical affection. I meant to start pounding her with my fists, not arousing her with my uncontrollable actions. Unfortunately, heavy sexual tension hung in the air around us and I quickly panicked when she placed her hands delicately on my waist, politely pushing me away. Thank God! "What the fuck are you doing here, you have no right to be here, asshole!" I hissed, completely red in the face as I ran towards my bed and wrapped my bed sheets around my wet body.
Leah looked as though she were struggling to say something, to pry her eyes off me, and to even make a move. But finally, after the awkward moment passed, she finally spoke and she sounded…sad. "There's no need for you to hate me, Bella. I've been sensing that your body has been stressing out since last night after I imprinted upon you. This resentment you feel is unnecessary, you know that?" There was no smug grin breaking across her face, which oddly made me happy, but what was she trying to say? I couldn't let her get away with anything at the moment. "Fuck you, Leah! You realize that you're tearing me apart with this whole imprinting thing? Why the fuck did it have to be me to claim as your soul mate? Huh!?" I ask, still gritting my teeth in order to prevent any screaming. Finally, her blank facial expression transformed before she replied calmly.
"You think I purposely chose you to imprint on? Bella, it's a matter of fate deciding who shall be my soul mate and when you walked into my store that night, your scent paralyzed me! Can't you understand that you were meant for me and not that fucking leech!?" When Leah was angry, it was actually pretty stimulating. All logic and common sense escaped me as I decided on a sick whim to evolve this verbal spar into something else entirely. Why was this imprint having this kind of effect on me? Ugh! I licked my lips unconsciously and stepped forward, not flinching when Leah also stepped forward. Could she feel the powerful emotions passing between us? "Maybe we're not supposed to be involved sexually, you ever think of that? Perhaps, we're supposed to just be really good friends." I say to her softly, even though I wanted to yell at her and inflict some kind of emotional damage.
At this, Leah scoffed and took two large steps forward. She scowled at me when she said this, "If we're supposed to be just really good friends, then why can I sense the amazing sexual chemistry sky-rocket between us? We have so much potential Bella, and you need to accept me as your mate so you can truly experience nirvana." At this, her smug grin finally decided to show itself at a really inappropriate time. Now I was returning to my usual self. Confidently, I once again dropped the bed sheets wrapped around my body and slowly ran my hands down my torso, raising a teasing eyebrow before I responded. "You see this, Leah? This body is not only mine, but it belongs to Rosalie and she has yet to ravage me, which I look forward to the incredible sex me and her will have. You, however, shall never get the chance to explore me because you have to accept the friendship I offer. Unless you want me to go insane, want one of us to die, or for me to become a fucking vampire, then fuck off!"
Now I had really pushed her over the edge. Her throat emitted a low, guttural growl and she quickly snatched me by the throat, lifting me in the air. Her grip constricted around my throat and already, I was struggling for oxygen but I continued to fight. All of a sudden, she slammed my body onto the bed nearly breaking the fragile frame that supported the mattress. Leah climbed on top of me, releasing her grasp from my throat but grabbing both of my free hands and carrying them over above my head. "Don't you dare fucking say those awful things to me ever again! Do you have any idea how difficult this is for me when my soul mate is off fucking around with a predator who can easily snap at you? Bella, you are rightfully mine and I refuse to accept anything below a relationship that can gratify us both." She whispers roughly, forcefully pressing all her weight onto to me. When she leaned in closer, her lips grazing across mine, I snapped my head to the side as she desperately tried to capture a kiss from me.
I tried kicking her off of me but it was like trying to push off a goddamn elephant; she wouldn't budge! All of a sudden, somebody had kicked my door open and it was Jacob Black, who was looking awfully pissed off at Leah. She still continued to plant light kisses on my jaw and chin, but he pulled her off me by the hair and quietly scolded her before he pushed her away from me. "Sue would like to have a word with you, you stupid fucking mongrel. Get out of here!" He screeched, his attention returning to me as I wrapped myself up again. Leah huffed like a child who was about to throw a tantrum, but she turned on her heel and left.
Jacob sympathetically offered me a hug and I wasted no time in throwing myself into his embrace. With him, I finally felt safe and secure. I don't know what the hell Leah's problem was, but something was telling me that this wasn't her normal behavior. "She'll come around, Bella. Mating season is just incredibly difficult for her and she's desperate for physical pleasure. I know Leah would want to be your friend. I mean, who wouldn't want to be your friend?" He said with a crooked smile that brought out his handsome, boyish features. Without hesitation, I laughed a little as I continued sobbing quietly into his shoulder. If it weren't for Jacob, who knows what else could have happened if he didn't interfere?
Twenty-five minutes later, Jacob and I decided to make our presence known downstairs and despite recent events, I was happy. My friend's laughter was contagious and I couldn't help but smile when I was around him. I knew befriending Jacob was an excellent idea because, he, unlike the women in my life, didn't expect anything from me. Ironic, wasn't it? Anyway, he had left the room earlier than I did because I had to change but he immediately joined me again so he could help me with my hair. It was sweet of him but I joked that it was pretty gay of him. He only barked out loud with laughter and told me, in a very feminine voice that he liked to switch it up every now and then. I didn't know if he was serious, but I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe.
Anyway, when we finally approached the dining room, Charlie seemed like he was struggling to comprehend the awkward silence. I looked over to the living room and found Leah sitting alone on the couch; she looked like a sad puppy with a tail in between its leg after it had just been kicked. The woman standing over her, who I assumed was Sue, looked disappointed more than angry. Was this woman her mother or something? "Oh, Bella! You made it! You kids should have stopped fooling around awhile ago, you missed a great meal earlier!" Charlie proclaimed proudly. If he only knew what really happened just moments ago… Scanning the dinner table, I found a few boxes full of pizza and Chinese food lying around.
"Dad, if you weren't going to cook…" I started to say but he quickly interrupted me. "Bells, you've been cooking for me non-stop ever since you've been here. I just wanted you to take a break, honey." He admitted sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head. I only smiled before my eyes wandered off and found two older and weary men sitting at the table and staring intently at me. The one sitting in the wheelchair with true Native American features must have been Jacob's father, Billy. The other one wearing a green turtleneck sweater was Caucasian and was balding, but he definitely appeared friendlier than Billy. When I turned around to examine Sue, she too was Native American with long, silky black and grey hair flowing endlessly behind her shoulders.
"So you must be the infamous Bella Swan, the one dating that Rosalie Cullen?" The balding man known as Henry bluntly stated, my cheeks burning red at his comment. Charlie didn't appear to be uncomfortable as he said that because he answered for me. "Yeah, this is my beautiful daughter. She's quite the catch but you know how charming the Cullens are. I wasn't expecting her to begin dating so soon but her beauty and smarts must have impressed Rosalie so much, she couldn't wait to take her out!" Jacob and I laughed nervously, but the grim faces on Sue, Billy, and Henry told us that they were not amused.
The attractive Native American woman looked at me curiously with serious eyes and said, "Hmm, someone as clever and beautiful as you could do better, don't you think?" The challenge in her voice caused everybody to look at Leah, who was still sitting all alone on the couch. When she finally glanced up to look at me with a pained expression on her face, I cringed on the inside. She was hurting and it was affecting me greatly. What was I to do? Charlie sighed uncomfortably, "Uh, what do you mean by that Sue? Rosalie's a smart girl and has never caused us any problems down at the station." Henry spoke first, "We feel that Bella wouldn't be safe around the Cullens. They're unpredictable and we don't trust them. You should talk to Leah, she knows more about them than we do."
This upset Charlie, so he began ranting immediately, arguing back and fourth with Billy and Henry who thought they had a right to say who I can or cannot date according to their opinions. Jacob turned to me and mouthed a sincere apology but I wasn't paying any attention. Leah was staring hungrily into my eyes again and my heart seized at this moment when an idea suddenly came into mind. "My daughter Leah is a great catch, Bella. She could offer you so much more than what Rosalie can." Sue whispered into my ear before joining her husband as they continued arguing about the Cullens. Maybe something positive could come of this imprint. She may dislike my offer of friendship but I certainly would be more than willing to manipulate her into following the new cause I was now striving for. Who knows? Maybe I can make my relationship with Rosalie work while maintaining the peace between the Lycans and Vampires. This just means I'm going to have to do things I don't necessarily want to do but…my life in Forks has not exactly been normal. Go figure.
Author's Note: I'd like to apologize if you were expecting more action. This chapter was meant to be all drabble so I hope I didn't bore you. I'd also like you to know that Leah isn't a bad person, nor are her parents or Billy. They simply want to make Leah happy while also keeping Bella safe though they are capable of dangerous things as well. In a sense, they're hypocrites with good intentions that are slightly skewed. Will Bella be able to change the unfriendly atmosphere lingering in Forks? Find out soon! Oh, and the summaries about the two story ideas I have in mind are posted on my profile. Which would you like to come out first?