Paradise I Wish! Truly I Do

Paradise Lodge: Friends Come In All Shapes

Bella thought she might have lost her mind, along the way as she burned, because everything seems quite funny to her now. She wasn't upset about being a vampire, She didn't feel as if her life was stolen from her or that her soul was damned, no angst, no regrets, well maybe her memories. She felt as if this was meant to be.

'I never was the full shilling; see how did I know that? Damn it'.

Passing a clothing store and seeing a sign in the window which said,

'Phone in your Order and we will deliver to your Door',

'Well okay, now we're cooking with gas'.

So she sneaked into an empty house and phoned them saying,

"Hi this is Isabella Swan-Dwyer, Yes, Bella, could I please get some jeans and a sweatshirt delivered to the Lodge today, yes please add it to Phil's account thanks, yes, same type as last time, thank you again, Oh if no one's there please leave them at the rear entrance, okay, bye!"

Bella was amazed just how easy that was, now she would just follow the delivery van. It didn't take long for the delivery girl to appear and climb into the van, so she quickly and quietly followed, keeping well out of sight. So glad that she wasn't plagued with bloodlust like Laurent had said,

'These people do smell exceptionally yummy'.

Bella was also very happy to see the lodge is out of town on the far side, near a waterfall by the sounds of it. The more secluded the better, the girl knocked on the front door of the lodge before trying the handle, but it seems to be locked and getting no answer at the door, she left the parcel on the back porch like they were asked.

But Bella knew someone was inside just sleeping, real deep, though.

'Was the prick drunk?',

She wondered if that was what was keeping him under, yeah she just bet he was. Beginning to think he did everything to excess, well except look after her! God help him if he tried anything on with the old her because she'd rip off his balls and stuff them up his ass if he did.

Right now Bella needed a shower, so she crept into the area furthest away from Phil's room. Turns out this was the right place because she found Isabella's old room in the attic no less.

'What was this, a Dickensian novel, the step-child banished to the rafters for daring to breathe?

Wow, she sure used to have a powerful scent it was fruity and flowery, but quite potent. Having a quick glance around, but then deciding to wash off all the grime and shit first. This was the first time Bella'd really got a look at herself,

'Not too shabby! I think I'm slightly taller than before and the girls are definitely bigger too'.

Again how did she know this and not the important stuff? The tatty old bra that she was wearing is now a little snug, not that it appeared she needed it now. Once she'd made sure he is still out cold and no one else is about, Bella had a quick but welcome shower. The red eyes are a little freaky, but otherwise, she felt she was looking good.

Finding an old backpack and stuffing underwear and a few tops in it, thinking he will never notice what is missing, well she hoped not, men never usually register that stuff. Bella smelt a very concentrated patch of her old scent under the bed and also found a loose floorboard,

'So she wasn't that trusting of him obviously, cause there's a wad of cash and personal belongings down here'.

She put them in the bag too, to check them out later. The most telling thing though was a notebook, with dates and times and amounts of money on it, she must have been on to a scam he was pulling or something. So she took that as well. Bella sat and looked slowly around the room taking in as much information as she could.