A/N So sorry it took forever to update but I kinda lost my way in this story. The good news is that I was found! Many thanks go to my pre-reader, covenmama & my beta, ndnracefan…oh yeah, special thanks go to my girl bonnie for her attempts to convince me this chapter really didn't suck (I'm still not sure…)! lol
Then I heard it. Yelling, screaming and the sounds of metal ripping. I looked at Peter with what I was sure was shock written all over my face. A shit-eating grin crossed his face and he reached into his pocket, pulling out a lighter.
"Wanna flick my bic?"
I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I started for the window. The noise outside was getting louder and I wanted to know what the hell was going on. As I reached out to pull the curtain back, I heard Peter clear his throat. I knew there wasn't really any need for a vampire to pull that human act so I turned to face him. The apprehensive look on his face surprised me.
"Bird, you don't really want to see what's happening out there," he said slowly as he walked between me and the window.
"Bird?" That one shocked me. I mean, I've been called Bells, Bellsy, Bello and everything in between but no one has ever called me Bird.
Peter just shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah you know, Swan…Bird. First thing that came to my mind."
"Riiiggghhhttt…" I drawled out. "Listen, I'm a big girl and I'm pretty sure after everything I've been through, nothing can phase me anymore. I want to look out the window and you really need to get out of my way." I tried pushing him to the side, but he wasn't budging and it was pissing me off. I wasn't the naïve little girl I used to be and the sound of a vampire being torn apart would haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. I was just surprised that James was punishing one of his men because usually he made a big production out of it and we were all required to witness the torture.
Before I could yell at Peter, the door flew open and Riley rushed into the room. He glanced quickly at Peter and when he turned back to face me, I could see the apprehension in his face. "Let's go Bella."
In a blink of an eye, Peter was between us, crouched down and snarling. "She's not going anywhere with you."
Riley stopped short and stared at Peter. I could see his eyes travel down Peter's arms and what he saw made him very nervous. He raised his hands up like he was trying to placate Peter. "Look dude. James will give you your money back later but for now, this session is over."
A dark chuckle escaped Peter and I hate to admit it, but I was getting more confused by the minute. I couldn't understand why this was turning into such a big deal. I placed my hand on his shoulder and tried to speak as softly as I could. "Peter, it's ok."
Peter turned to look at me and Riley thought he could take advantage of the distraction, but boy was he wrong. Riley reached out to grab me and that was all she wrote. Before I could even say anything, Peter had his hands around Riley's throat and quickly twisted his head off. I backed up against the wall, afraid of becoming collateral damage. Despite what I had said to Peter earlier, he managed to prove me wrong. I watched in fascination as he picked up Riley's body by the legs and swung as hard as he could at the window. The shattering glass brought me back and I couldn't help but gawk at him as he used Riley to clear out all the glass. He threw the body out the broken window and reached out for me. I knew I didn't need to fear him, but the danger in his eyes freaked me out. I tried to melt further into the wall, shaking my head. I kept looking from him to Riley, to the window. The noises outside had quieted down, but I could still hear yelling.
A look of chagrin crossed his face and I knew he felt bad for scaring me. "Come on, Bird. It's time to go." He took his time walking toward me as he spoke and it made me think of someone trying to talk someone else off the ledge.
Then it hit me. Time to go? I ran towards the hole in the wall and stood in shock. It wasn't James punishing one of his men! I saw Jasper, Charlotte and others I didn't know fighting with James and his goon squad. Body parts lay all over the yard and I recognized many of the faces as belonging to James's men. My gut clenched tight as I dared to hope I would be tasting freedom but then I remembered my dad. James's threats to kill my dad rang in my brain and I thought I was going to throw up. I whirled around to face Peter and was surprised when I was staring right into his chest.
"Oh no Peter! You guys just signed Charlie's death warrant!" The words barely came out as a whisper. I felt like I had been sucker-punched as my legs turned to rubber and I fell to my knees. I couldn't catch my breath and thought I was going to hyperventilate.
Peter knelt down and pulled me flush against him. He wrapped his arms around me and leaned down so we were face to face. "Bella, you have to trust in us, trust in Jasper. Everything will be explained later, ok? Let's just get the hell out of here!"
Trust…that was something that I had a hard time giving but when I looked in his crimson eyes, I couldn't find a trace of deceit in them. I had to believe that Jasper wouldn't put my dad's life in any more danger than he was already in. After I nodded my head, he led me to the broken window and helped me crawl through. I knew he could've just slung me on his back and carried me through, like I'm sure Edward would've done, so I appreciated him letting me do it on my own. I took a step over Riley's body, but gave him a kick with my other foot. I heard Peter chuckle behind me, which I ignored.
As soon as we were outside, Peter led me to where Jasper was standing. He held his arms open and I noticed the wariness in his eyes. He wasn't sure how I was going to react. I wanted to assure him that I had enough trust for both of us and ran to him. I felt his arms close around me and relished the security I had been missing for so long. I held on to him and let the feeling soak into my body.
"Everything's going to be ok, Bella." He murmured as he ran his hand through my hair.
I tilted my head back so I could look into his eyes, his beautiful golden eyes. I never really noticed how different his eyes were from Edward's. It seemed like I could see deep into his soul. I could sense a turbulence that set him apart from the rest of the Cullen's and I wondered if it was his past that made the difference. He seemed so much older than them and I decided it was all the horror he had seen and lived through. Everything hadn't been sunshine and unicorns for him either. It made me feel closer to him than anything else could have.
I heard James yelling and glanced around, looking for him. I finally found him on the other side of the yard. He was standing on one leg, the other one lying beside him. Two strangers stood on either side of him, holding on to his arms. When I looked closer, I could see that there was nothing below his wrists. They had pulled his hands off. Charlotte was standing in front of him, punching him in the face. Remembering all the times I was at his mercy, I couldn't help but silently cheer her on.
I would've recognized that voice anywhere. It was Bree and she sounded scared. I whipped my head around and when I saw her, I felt like my heart had stopped. One of Jasper's men had a hold of her hair and was pulling her head to the side, going in for the kill.
"Help her!" I begged as I pointed to Bree.
Peter, bless his dead heart, didn't ask any questions. He ran at vamp speed and stopped the vampire before he could tear Bree's head off. I took off running and stopped when Peter held his hand out. I was only a few feet away and could see her eyes pitching back and forth between the two men. She was frightened and all I wanted to do was take her in my arms and calm her down. I glared at Peter until I noticed the hungry look in the other vampire's eyes. I heard Peter tell him to go start a fire so they could burn all the body parts and I thought for a minute he wasn't going to listen. In fact, it wasn't until Peter hissed at him did he finally turn around and run off.
Bree launched herself at me and almost took me down to the ground. I could feel her sobbing and tried like hell to soothe her, running my fingers through her hair as I held her. After a few minutes, she stopped shaking and I turned us both to Peter.
"Bree, this is Peter, a friend of Jasper's. Peter, this is my little sister, Bree. She's with me."
"Miss Bree, nice to meet you." Peter took her hand and bowed over it, showing some southern gallantry.
Not to be outdone, Bree dropped into a deep curtsy. "Charmed, I'm sure," she replied, sweetness oozing out of her voice.
All of a sudden, I heard James shouting and I could tell he was pissed. Bree giggled and Peter shook his head. "He really shouldn't have said that."
"What's going on?" I looked from Peter to Bree, waiting impatiently for one or the other to answer me.
"Come on, Bella! This is going to be good," Bree laughed as she dragged me towards James, who was in a screaming match with Charlotte. I noticed Jasper standing nearby, with an amused expression on his face. It was clear to me that he was enjoying the show.
As soon as we got within ten feet of James, he glared at me and snarled. "I should have drained you dry!"
I stared at the monster that had made my life a living hell. I had scars on my body and in my soul that would always be a reminder of what I had become. After making sure he was secure and couldn't get loose, I stepped closer to him and gave him my own version of a snarl.
"Yeah…you should've, you son-of-a-bitch."
His eyes bulged out of his head as he began to struggle wildly. For a minute I was truly afraid he was going to get loose so I took a step back.
"You fucking bitch! Don't think your life is going to be getting any better when you leave here. Do you think it's going to be different? All you're good for is a fuck. Don't forget…you carry my mark."
I knew I shouldn't have let his hateful words get to me, but they did. I immediately brought my hand up to touch the one scar that named me as his, the initial he had carved into my chest. I was beyond mortified that everyone was listening and I knew Jasper could feel it. I tried to put on a brave face, but didn't know how successful I was.
"Enough! Char, shut him up," Jasper growled. The waves of anger were flowing off of him so violently, I could imagine myself falling over from the impact.
"Hon, this one's for you," Char smiled, reminding me of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.
I honestly thought she was going to rip James's head off but right before my eyes, she reached down between his legs and did a twist-pull combo. A high-pitched scream was silenced when she crammed his dick in his mouth, giving it an extra tap to further lodge it down his throat.
I knew I was in shock when all I could do was stare at the venom dripping down hitting the ground. I thought about all the times James had made me go down on him. I felt Bree press something in my hand and looked down, seeing a book of matches. I glanced at her and saw a beautiful smile widen across her face. James had treated her like shit too and I knew that she was enjoying this as much as I was.
"Suck harder, bitch!" I whispered as I struck a match and threw it down in a pool of venom. The puddle immediately caught fire and it was like every joke I had ever heard about pissing on an electric fence. Fire rushed up the dripping venom and the end of his dick exploded in a ball of flames. It didn't take long for the rest of him to burn. I watched in fascination as he seemed to slowly melt into a pile of ashes. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders and stared at Jasper. Relief and the sense of freedom ran through my body as I realized it was over. It was finally over.
Everyone was silent except for Peter. I could hear him singing to himself.
"Come on baby, light my fire…"
A/N a little tribute to Jim Morrison and the Doors…lol
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