The Cost of Freedom Is High

A knock on the door brought me back to the present and out of my thoughts.

“Bella you have 5 minutes to come downstairs or else the door’s getting kicked down.” Phil warned me.

Oh great, now he was getting involved a bit more.

His footsteps were heard walking down the hall, and I knew instantly what I had to do.

I did not need any sort of confrontation tonight, anger was not going to help anything.

I quickly started moving the furniture out of the way, and once the door was clear I opened it and went downstairs.

DJ and Michael were already sitting down at the table, and I saw Phil in the kitchen cooking.

I sat down across from the both of them.

The awkward silence was deafening in the room.

It stayed like that all the way through dinner, even after Phil sat down and ate with us. It didn’t take long to realize that I was going to be the only one to break this silence.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t bring Chance into any part of this. My reaction earlier had absolutely nothing to do with what Chance can or can’t do.” I finally stated.

“Won’t happen again.” Michael stated, and the silence continued.

After minutes passed I couldn’t take it anymore.

“This is fucking bullshit! I’m the one who should be pissed off here, after all you did that stuff to me, not the other way around. So you’re pissed why exactly?” I screamed, fully pissed off.

“Bella calm down.” DJ demanded.

“Fuck off.” I scoffed.

Pushing my chair out from underneath the table and made my way back up to the empty room that I had just been in.

“Bella, come on.” Michael called to me, and within a minute entered the room.

“No.” I stated.

“You want to play like that? Fine.” Michael huffed, coming over to me, hauling me up and over his shoulder.

“Stop it!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

His hand came slapping down over my ass, and it stung like hell.

“Now you’re actually starting to piss me off.” He growled, throwing my down onto his bed once we arrived in his room.

“Get the fuck off of me!” I yelled, throwing my knee up into his abdomen.

With one hand he grabbed both of mine and managed to flip me so I was lying stomach down on the bed. He crawled on top of me nailed my arms down with his hand and secured my legs tightly under his.

“I’m going to make your fucking ass bleed if you don’t knock it off.” He snarled, pushing me further down into the bed.

“Let me go!” I growled, still struggling against his grip, but failing miserably.

“In thirty seconds sweetie, these are coming off, and then you’re in for it.” Michael warned me, gripping the top of my underwear.

“Okay fine, just get off of me.” I grunted.

“Deal, just make sure you don’t do something stupid.” Michael warned me, and to my happiness let me go.

“Thanks.” I grumbled, getting up, and going to the back of the bed, sitting up against the headboard.

“What’s wrong?” Michael sincerely asked me, sitting next to me.

“I just can’t believe I was such a whore.” I groaned, putting my head in my hands.

“Really, we’re back on that again?” Michael asked.

“Yes, we are, well at least I am. I used to have morals but for fuck’s sake you told my to open my legs this morning, and I didn’t even think twice. I did it with no issue at all. That’s not like me.” I explained.

“Listen to me and listen well, Bella. You are not a whore, a slut, a skank, or any of those things. You are just another human being that responds to sexual pleasure. And a hint for the future, it’s only going to feel better as time goes on. There’s nothing wrong with that feeling good.” Michael replied in a very serious tone.

“Tell me this then, why were you able to make me do that?” I wondered.

“Well, first off I’m incredibly sexy, as well as seductive, and there’s the fact that I know how to please females.” He responded.

He was getting cocky and I needed to get him back down to earth, or as close as he’s ever been.

“You know I faked that right?” I asked.

“Sweetie, you screamed my name and orgasmed so hard that you shook, some pros can’t even fake that.” He told me, with a grin on his face.

Well, there went that.

“Whatever.” I muttered.

“Before I let you go to sleep or anything, I need to hear it from you. I know how I made you feel earlier, now you tell me.” Michael demanded.

“You may have made me feel a little good.” I told him, totally downplaying it.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. You were on cloud fucking nine.” Michael stated, once again grinning.

He was getting a kick out of me denying how I felt.

A question popped into my head, and it slipped out of my mouth before I knew it.

“So does that happen every time?” I wondered, turning over and facing him.

“What exactly are you talking about, you need to be a bit more specific.” Michael told me.

“The, you know, end of it.” I shyly stated.

“Oh you mean an orgasm.” Michael chuckled.

I felt myself blushing as he said that word.

“No that sounds too dirty, I mean we didn’t have sex.” I replied.

“You’re so innocent Bella, it’s cute. And while yes we may not have had actual sex, we were pretty close whether you want to believe it or not.” Michael told me.

No matter what I thought the look in his eyes said that he knew he was right.

“You didn’t answer my question.” I said, throwing him off the we almost actually had sex conversation.

“Yeah it does happen every time, did you not pay attention in sex-ed?” Michael joked.

“Real funny, but I actually had my mom op me out of that class.” I admitted.

“No way.” Michael chuckled, getting a kick out of it.

“Yeah, that actually happened.” I muttered, in embarrassment.

“Well, haven’t you been getting first hand experience.” Michael replied.

“Tell me about it.” I groaned.

“Wait, why did you want to know?” Michael questioned me.

“It doesn’t matter.” I brushed it off.

“Just admit it, you want to know because you loved it. You want more.” Michael exclaimed, with total glee.

“Goodnight Mr. Vampire.” I said, trying to end the conversation.

“Don’t be shy Bella.” Michael whispered, snaking his arms down my front towards my underwear.

“I just want to go to bed.” I stated, grabbing his arms and attempting to hold them down.

“Come on, you know you want to.” Michael egged me on.

“It’s late, and I don’t want to. Go the fuck to bed.” I stated.

“Make me.” He replied, in a challenging voice.

“No, I’m going to sleep. End of story.” I said.

“We can just quickly have a repeat of earlier today.” Michael suggested.

I groaned, rolled over, and snuggled tightly up into the blankets and quilt.

“Goodnight.” I growled.

“Night sexy, see you tomorrow.” He chuckled.

The lights were turned off and as suddenly as my anger had died out a little bit ago I passed out on his bed with his arms around me.

I could only hope that DJ wasn’t like him in the seductive sense.

Notes

Quick shout out to all of you guys, I didn't realize it but this fanfic is the 2nd most popular one on this site. So thanks to all of you that have voted and subscribed, keep it up and let's see if we can make it to #1!!!

Thoughts on Michael, and what will happen with DJ.

Do we like the other guys more or Michael and DJ more, in terms of being around Bella.

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