The Bellice Collection

Fever 2

An: DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18

Pure smut yall. I don't know what compelled me to write this but here. Um let me know how it is? Or don't. It's up to yall...

                             Bella 

I stumbled around the broken glass, popping open the bottle of champagne that I had brought here weeks ago in preparation.

I lifted the bottle to my lips, taking a heavy swig. Warmth spilled into the pit of my stomach, making me even warmer than before. Which I honestly didn't think was possible. 

I already feel like my body is going to melt any second, and I can't even drink to try and numb the ache. 

No, it'll be easier if I'm intoxicated. I'll probably pass out and sleep through most of it right? 

Or I'll blackout and run back to Forks. Find Alice and beg her to fuck me. That's if she doesn't find me first. 

As if. I took every precaution to make sure that she wouldn't. We travel in a thunderstorm, covering our tracks making it damn near impossible to follow. 

I know how to avoid Alice's visions, I've been doing it for months. And Leah was here just in case my control slipped. But she is gone now, so I have to stay focused. 

Focus.

I cleared my mind, taking deep breaths like Alice had taught me. I imagined Alice sitting in front of me, her soft voice and sweet smile. 

It's just me and Alice in the meadow. And she's on top of me. She's in my ear, in bed head. 

Telling me to come home. That she'll make it all better. That she'll give me what I need. 

No!

I took another swig of champagne, making my way back into the bedroom. 

How long have I been here? It hasn't even been 12 hours. This heat is going to be bad. I can already tell. 

How am I supposed to get through this alone? 

I shouldn't have to go through this alone. Or with stupid Leah who left just because I threw a plate at her head. Which she deserved if we're being completely honest. 

Alice should be here. Why isn't she here yet?

Because I don't want her here. I don't want her to see me like this. Ever. Especially our first time. 

I just love her so much. I don't want to lose her. She'll be disgusted. She'll lose all her respect for me. 

And I don't deserve to have her here anyway. I've been a horrible mate. Selfish and emotionally unavailable at times. 

But I want her. So fucking bad. 

I want her here. I want her on top of me, her fingers wrapped around my throat as grinded against me. 

I want her to press me against the wall and fuck me until I can't think anymore. 

I need a shower. A cold one.

I slipped into the night gown I had bought. The silly material felt light against my overly sensitive skin and it allowed what little breeze that filled the cabin to touch my skin. 

Maybe I should open the window, the rain had lightened up and I would do anything to keep cool right now. Even clean up a puddle on the floor.

I ran my fingers through my damp hair, sighing as I enjoyed the fresh air.