Twilight Fan Fiction ❯ Little Red Riding Hood and One Bad Wolf ❯ Chapter 3
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By: petersgirl 
Non Anime: Twilight Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.27.2012 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 195 | Status: Completed
Non Anime: Twilight Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.27.2012 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 195 | Status: Completed
Chapter 3
BELLAS POV
Paul came over and looked in the trunk “Fuck what are the odds of stealing a car with a dead guy in it.” Then he was mumbling low under his breath and I did not understand what he was saying.
I put my hands on my hips “Ha you just admitted that you stole this car.”
He just rolled his eyes “Bella we have a dead guy problem right now and you want to focus on the car. What the hell is wrong with you? Do you think we can save this argument until after we take care of this problem first?” Maybe he was right. Maybe I should have saved that for when we are in the car and I have nothing else to argue with him about.
Paul was searching for identification for the guy. It did not seem to bother him at all about touch him which is really gross. There was not anything to tell us who he was but he had been stabbed to death; many, many times. He lifted the guy out of the trunk and was walking to the field with him “Paul what are you doing?”
He lay the guy down in the grass “I am getting rid of the body. If we get caught with the car that’s five to ten years but if we get caught in a stolen car and a dead body in it that’s life.”
“You can’t just leave him here Paul its wrong. His family will never know what happened to him.” I know we could get in a lot of trouble but it is still wrong.
He came back to the car “I didn’t kill him. I am sorry for his family but you need to take a good look around you. We are in heehaw hell right now. We can’t stay here, we have to leave. Or we will end up just like this guy.” Then he went to search the inside of the car to see what he could find. I did agree with him on the; we are in hell part and it’s his fault.
He took out a backpack and tossed it on the hood of the car. But when he opened it there was another surprise waiting for us “Holy shit, there has to be about fifty thousand dollars in here.” I couldn’t believe it. There were wades of one hundred dollar bills. Who carries that kind of cash around in a backpack?
Paul zipped up the backpack “Come on lets go.” He went in got in the car.
This is just getting to crazy “We can’t take the money. Don’t you think the guy that owns it is going to want it back? He will be looking for us. What if he is the one that killed that guy? I don’t want to end up in some field too.” It is bad enough being chased by vampires I don’t want a killer after me too.
Paul got out of the car “You worry to much. He only saw us for a couple of minutes. How is he ever going to know who we are and where we came from? He will never be able to track us down. By the time he makes it to town we will be long gone from here. I will make sure that no one hurts you or me. We will dump this car somewhere and since he was so kind to leave us a bag full of money we will buy another car. So get in the car because the clock is ticking Bella. I really don’t think that you want to be locked in the trunk where a dead guy has been now do you?” He had a smirk on his face and I would have said he wouldn’t have dared to do that but I already learned that lesson the hard way.
We left the car in a church parking lot in some town far away from where we were and used his flannel shirt to wipe it clean from our prints. He scares me more and more because he knew to do that to the car before we left it. I would have never thought of that.
The first thing we did was go to buy some clothes that fit and a pair of shoes. He gave me four hundred dollars “Buy whatever girly stuff you need. But I will be watching you so if you try to run I will punish you for it.” Such the gentleman isn’t he.
I went into the department store. I picked out three changes of clothes and a pair of sneakers. When I went into the dressing room to try them on I felt exhausted and sat down on the bench.
What started as a kidnapping has turned into a Thelma and Louise on the run nightmare. I got up and peeked over the stall doors. Paul was gone from the front door where he was standing. Maybe I could get away from him without him knowing. I am so tired from the lack of sleep and being on the run that I sat back on the bench to think it through.
I walked around the store pretending to be shopping. I got a toothbrush and toothpaste. I could not find him anywhere so I got a hair brush and checked out. I waited at the front door for him for twenty minutes.
I looked at the mannequin display in the window and I knew what I was going to do. I was going to steal the long haired red wig and dark glasses off of the mannequin. On one hand if I get caught shoplifting I would be arrested and I would be saved by the police if they did that. On the other hand if I get away from the store with it I could escape or get caught by Paul. But really what more could he do to me?
I had the wig on and dark glasses and I was walking down the street. I had not seen him yet and that is a good sign. I saw the police station was only about a block away. One more block and this shit is over.
I was almost there when I was dragged into the alley way. By you will never guess who? “Bella what did I tell you I was going to do to you if you tried to run? Although I do like the red hair on you more than your natural hair color; I still have to punish you. I don’t need to see you to know where you are.” He got close to my ear and whispered it “I can smell you a mile away. So stop trying to get away from me.” It figures that he would like the red haired wig. I thought it made me look trashy. I am sure that is a quality that he looks for in a woman.
Paul picked me up and was carrying me behind the businesses “Bella do you know what that is over there?” It looked like a pond. Was this going to be my punishment? He is going to throw me in a pond. I thought he could be a lot more creative than that. But maybe I gave him too much credit.
It had a wire fence up around it. That is probably to keep the kids out of it. Since there is no one around it could be used to stop them from getting in it and drowning too. Paul knocked down part of the fence and stood over the edge of the pond and threw me in it.
I was spitting that out of my mouth “You mother fucker you threw me in shit. I swallowed shit you prick.” I saw a turd floating on top of the water.
He laughed “That Bella is called a lagoon. You did not swallow shit. You swallowed shit and piss. This is hooked to the businesses for their septic tank.”
He threw a key on the ground “I was getting us a place to sleep and clean up while you were busy running away. It is a mile down the road. If you’re not there in a little while I will come looking for you. When I find you this little lesson will look like a trip to summer camp compared to what I will do to you. Do you understand?” I was trying to crawl out of the lagoon I shook my head yes. If this is summer camp then I sure in the hell didn’t want to see what his torture chamber was.
As I walked to the hotel my sneakers were squishing shit out of them with each step. Oh let me correct myself; shit and piss. I think that this will be the last time I try to escape unless it is a sure thing. Besides right now I am too tired to try to run. I just want to take a long hot shower and go to bed.
Paul was lying on the bed when I got to the room. At least this time there was two beds. “Hey you are not coming in here smelling like that. Bella you smell like shit.” Then he started laughing. I was not finding any humor in it at all.
He got up and motioned for me to back out of the room. “Well Paul I would not smell like shit if you had not thrown me in it. If I can’t come in the room then how I am I going to take a shower? Hum…want to tell me that asshole.”
Paul threw me a twenty “I would not have thrown you in if you had not tried to run. Across the street there’s a carwash. But I don’t recommend using the hot wax. When you smell better you can come in here.”
I stomped across the street and got twenty dollars in quarters. After using the foam with the scrub brush, spot free rinse and repeat cycles several times I swore to myself that I will pay him back for everything he has done to me.
I open the door and went to lie down. Paul inhaled a deep breath “Wow Bella you have that new car smell.” I was too tired to tell him how much I hate him.
When we got up we went car shopping. At this point I was going with flow. Paul eyes had stars in them when he saw 1969 Chevy Chevelle. It was coal black with shiny chrome. He said he had always wanted one and I was so happy that this trip was making his dreams come true.
The salesman asked Paul how he wanted to pay for it and he said cash. The guy was thrilled to have a cash sale and we went inside to do the paperwork. The girl asked what name to put the title in. Paul laughed “Paul Wolf is my name.” I rolled my eyes at how original he is.
When she asked for the middle name; I thought I would help him out some. “It is Paul Dingleberry Wolf.”
She wanted to laugh and was trying to control herself “I am sorry did you say Dingleberry?”
I put my hand on Paul’s arm “Paul here comes from a long line of Dingleberrys.”
His nostrils were flaring “Bella I will make you pay for that.” I have been already many times over since I was taken from Forks so what is the difference.
He said we would be at his grandma’s house by night fall. With how fast he was driving I am surprised that we weren’t already there. Paul had to make a stop to buy CDs and of course it was that same fucken song for miles. But then switched and was singing Great Balls of Fire “You shake my nervous and you rattle my brain to much love drives a man in sane. You broke will what thrill goodness gracious great balls of fire.” Today he thinks he is Jerry Lee Lewis. Is it like he is a throwback from the sixties? He would have made a great flower child though.
I was looking out the window trying to block out all the noise he was making. Thinking about how much life has gotten worse for me since the Cullens had left me. This is just another example of that. I wondered if anyone has missed me being gone or even tried looked for me.
We stopped at a truck stop to eat and I had to go to the bathroom. The bathroom lacked cleanliness that was for sure. It had a large window in it but I didn’t even think about trying to escape from him today. Maybe his grandma is a nice person and will realize how crazy her grandson is. She could help me get away from him I hope.
We ordered our food and this place would fall under what they call a greasy spoon. It was full of truckers and probably local town people. They seemed to love this place. Paul had order three cheese burgers. I never understood how the wolves could eat so much. But he was putting it all away with no problem. Paul looked at me and “Bella you should eat more then maybe you would fill out some.” I tried to ignore him because I know how much he loves to insult me. But he always has some put down for me so this is nothing new either.
I only had finished about half of my food when I noticed Paul was getting nervous about something “What’s wrong?”
He put his hand up to the side of his face as he was trying to hide it. “Bella I need you to do exactly what I say. We are going to get up and walk out here slowly together. Do not make eye contact with anyone on the way out. Stay right by my side.” He is behaving crazier than normal. But I did what he asked because if I didn’t I was sure that I would have hell to pay for it later.
He threw money on the table and grabbed the old ladies red wrap from the chair behind him. She didn’t even notice that he had done this “Bella put this on and pull the hood over your head. Try to hide your face as much as possible.” I did it and as we were walking to the door I saw the reason we had to leave. My face and name was on the TV. It was Charlie standing in front of the hotel where we had escaped from the vampires. I closed my eye and thanked god that they are looking for me. My purse was still in the room and they must have found it.
Just as we were getting ready to walk out the door “Hey you two stop.”
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I hope that you enjoyed reading me.
They are on their way to………grandma’s house.
Bella is wearing a………..little red cape.
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BELLAS POV
Paul came over and looked in the trunk “Fuck what are the odds of stealing a car with a dead guy in it.” Then he was mumbling low under his breath and I did not understand what he was saying.
I put my hands on my hips “Ha you just admitted that you stole this car.”
He just rolled his eyes “Bella we have a dead guy problem right now and you want to focus on the car. What the hell is wrong with you? Do you think we can save this argument until after we take care of this problem first?” Maybe he was right. Maybe I should have saved that for when we are in the car and I have nothing else to argue with him about.
Paul was searching for identification for the guy. It did not seem to bother him at all about touch him which is really gross. There was not anything to tell us who he was but he had been stabbed to death; many, many times. He lifted the guy out of the trunk and was walking to the field with him “Paul what are you doing?”
He lay the guy down in the grass “I am getting rid of the body. If we get caught with the car that’s five to ten years but if we get caught in a stolen car and a dead body in it that’s life.”
“You can’t just leave him here Paul its wrong. His family will never know what happened to him.” I know we could get in a lot of trouble but it is still wrong.
He came back to the car “I didn’t kill him. I am sorry for his family but you need to take a good look around you. We are in heehaw hell right now. We can’t stay here, we have to leave. Or we will end up just like this guy.” Then he went to search the inside of the car to see what he could find. I did agree with him on the; we are in hell part and it’s his fault.
He took out a backpack and tossed it on the hood of the car. But when he opened it there was another surprise waiting for us “Holy shit, there has to be about fifty thousand dollars in here.” I couldn’t believe it. There were wades of one hundred dollar bills. Who carries that kind of cash around in a backpack?
Paul zipped up the backpack “Come on lets go.” He went in got in the car.
This is just getting to crazy “We can’t take the money. Don’t you think the guy that owns it is going to want it back? He will be looking for us. What if he is the one that killed that guy? I don’t want to end up in some field too.” It is bad enough being chased by vampires I don’t want a killer after me too.
Paul got out of the car “You worry to much. He only saw us for a couple of minutes. How is he ever going to know who we are and where we came from? He will never be able to track us down. By the time he makes it to town we will be long gone from here. I will make sure that no one hurts you or me. We will dump this car somewhere and since he was so kind to leave us a bag full of money we will buy another car. So get in the car because the clock is ticking Bella. I really don’t think that you want to be locked in the trunk where a dead guy has been now do you?” He had a smirk on his face and I would have said he wouldn’t have dared to do that but I already learned that lesson the hard way.
We left the car in a church parking lot in some town far away from where we were and used his flannel shirt to wipe it clean from our prints. He scares me more and more because he knew to do that to the car before we left it. I would have never thought of that.
The first thing we did was go to buy some clothes that fit and a pair of shoes. He gave me four hundred dollars “Buy whatever girly stuff you need. But I will be watching you so if you try to run I will punish you for it.” Such the gentleman isn’t he.
I went into the department store. I picked out three changes of clothes and a pair of sneakers. When I went into the dressing room to try them on I felt exhausted and sat down on the bench.
What started as a kidnapping has turned into a Thelma and Louise on the run nightmare. I got up and peeked over the stall doors. Paul was gone from the front door where he was standing. Maybe I could get away from him without him knowing. I am so tired from the lack of sleep and being on the run that I sat back on the bench to think it through.
I walked around the store pretending to be shopping. I got a toothbrush and toothpaste. I could not find him anywhere so I got a hair brush and checked out. I waited at the front door for him for twenty minutes.
I looked at the mannequin display in the window and I knew what I was going to do. I was going to steal the long haired red wig and dark glasses off of the mannequin. On one hand if I get caught shoplifting I would be arrested and I would be saved by the police if they did that. On the other hand if I get away from the store with it I could escape or get caught by Paul. But really what more could he do to me?
I had the wig on and dark glasses and I was walking down the street. I had not seen him yet and that is a good sign. I saw the police station was only about a block away. One more block and this shit is over.
I was almost there when I was dragged into the alley way. By you will never guess who? “Bella what did I tell you I was going to do to you if you tried to run? Although I do like the red hair on you more than your natural hair color; I still have to punish you. I don’t need to see you to know where you are.” He got close to my ear and whispered it “I can smell you a mile away. So stop trying to get away from me.” It figures that he would like the red haired wig. I thought it made me look trashy. I am sure that is a quality that he looks for in a woman.
Paul picked me up and was carrying me behind the businesses “Bella do you know what that is over there?” It looked like a pond. Was this going to be my punishment? He is going to throw me in a pond. I thought he could be a lot more creative than that. But maybe I gave him too much credit.
It had a wire fence up around it. That is probably to keep the kids out of it. Since there is no one around it could be used to stop them from getting in it and drowning too. Paul knocked down part of the fence and stood over the edge of the pond and threw me in it.
I was spitting that out of my mouth “You mother fucker you threw me in shit. I swallowed shit you prick.” I saw a turd floating on top of the water.
He laughed “That Bella is called a lagoon. You did not swallow shit. You swallowed shit and piss. This is hooked to the businesses for their septic tank.”
He threw a key on the ground “I was getting us a place to sleep and clean up while you were busy running away. It is a mile down the road. If you’re not there in a little while I will come looking for you. When I find you this little lesson will look like a trip to summer camp compared to what I will do to you. Do you understand?” I was trying to crawl out of the lagoon I shook my head yes. If this is summer camp then I sure in the hell didn’t want to see what his torture chamber was.
As I walked to the hotel my sneakers were squishing shit out of them with each step. Oh let me correct myself; shit and piss. I think that this will be the last time I try to escape unless it is a sure thing. Besides right now I am too tired to try to run. I just want to take a long hot shower and go to bed.
Paul was lying on the bed when I got to the room. At least this time there was two beds. “Hey you are not coming in here smelling like that. Bella you smell like shit.” Then he started laughing. I was not finding any humor in it at all.
He got up and motioned for me to back out of the room. “Well Paul I would not smell like shit if you had not thrown me in it. If I can’t come in the room then how I am I going to take a shower? Hum…want to tell me that asshole.”
Paul threw me a twenty “I would not have thrown you in if you had not tried to run. Across the street there’s a carwash. But I don’t recommend using the hot wax. When you smell better you can come in here.”
I stomped across the street and got twenty dollars in quarters. After using the foam with the scrub brush, spot free rinse and repeat cycles several times I swore to myself that I will pay him back for everything he has done to me.
I open the door and went to lie down. Paul inhaled a deep breath “Wow Bella you have that new car smell.” I was too tired to tell him how much I hate him.
When we got up we went car shopping. At this point I was going with flow. Paul eyes had stars in them when he saw 1969 Chevy Chevelle. It was coal black with shiny chrome. He said he had always wanted one and I was so happy that this trip was making his dreams come true.
The salesman asked Paul how he wanted to pay for it and he said cash. The guy was thrilled to have a cash sale and we went inside to do the paperwork. The girl asked what name to put the title in. Paul laughed “Paul Wolf is my name.” I rolled my eyes at how original he is.
When she asked for the middle name; I thought I would help him out some. “It is Paul Dingleberry Wolf.”
She wanted to laugh and was trying to control herself “I am sorry did you say Dingleberry?”
I put my hand on Paul’s arm “Paul here comes from a long line of Dingleberrys.”
His nostrils were flaring “Bella I will make you pay for that.” I have been already many times over since I was taken from Forks so what is the difference.
He said we would be at his grandma’s house by night fall. With how fast he was driving I am surprised that we weren’t already there. Paul had to make a stop to buy CDs and of course it was that same fucken song for miles. But then switched and was singing Great Balls of Fire “You shake my nervous and you rattle my brain to much love drives a man in sane. You broke will what thrill goodness gracious great balls of fire.” Today he thinks he is Jerry Lee Lewis. Is it like he is a throwback from the sixties? He would have made a great flower child though.
I was looking out the window trying to block out all the noise he was making. Thinking about how much life has gotten worse for me since the Cullens had left me. This is just another example of that. I wondered if anyone has missed me being gone or even tried looked for me.
We stopped at a truck stop to eat and I had to go to the bathroom. The bathroom lacked cleanliness that was for sure. It had a large window in it but I didn’t even think about trying to escape from him today. Maybe his grandma is a nice person and will realize how crazy her grandson is. She could help me get away from him I hope.
We ordered our food and this place would fall under what they call a greasy spoon. It was full of truckers and probably local town people. They seemed to love this place. Paul had order three cheese burgers. I never understood how the wolves could eat so much. But he was putting it all away with no problem. Paul looked at me and “Bella you should eat more then maybe you would fill out some.” I tried to ignore him because I know how much he loves to insult me. But he always has some put down for me so this is nothing new either.
I only had finished about half of my food when I noticed Paul was getting nervous about something “What’s wrong?”
He put his hand up to the side of his face as he was trying to hide it. “Bella I need you to do exactly what I say. We are going to get up and walk out here slowly together. Do not make eye contact with anyone on the way out. Stay right by my side.” He is behaving crazier than normal. But I did what he asked because if I didn’t I was sure that I would have hell to pay for it later.
He threw money on the table and grabbed the old ladies red wrap from the chair behind him. She didn’t even notice that he had done this “Bella put this on and pull the hood over your head. Try to hide your face as much as possible.” I did it and as we were walking to the door I saw the reason we had to leave. My face and name was on the TV. It was Charlie standing in front of the hotel where we had escaped from the vampires. I closed my eye and thanked god that they are looking for me. My purse was still in the room and they must have found it.
Just as we were getting ready to walk out the door “Hey you two stop.”
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I hope that you enjoyed reading me.
They are on their way to………grandma’s house.
Bella is wearing a………..little red cape.
…………............................................