An Epic of Time Wasted

~~~ Bella's pov ~~~

i gingerly sipped my milkshake as I watched all the others sashay and girate to the beach boys as it blared from the brightly lit juke box. It was the last day of senior year and I was determined to step out of my square box and go after what I wanted. I was the epitome of the stereotypical good girl. Always got good marks in school, never dared to let the hem of my skirt creep above me knee and never felt another's lips against mine. I always was hidden in the shadow of my out going sister Vickie, though she was a constant disappointment in our parents eyes, I craved her beauty and wild spirit.

" hey there Bethany, care to dance?" I gazed up from my milkshake to see James smith towering over me with his usual goofy smile plastered on his face. I had known james for years, ever since we were two little fresh faced toddlers. He had always been a good friend, drying my tears when I had fallen off my bike and scraped up my knee. Even to make me laugh when all I wanted to do was cry. We were two good kids trapped in an ever changing world of ripped jeans and tight leather jackets. Our breed was dying and american sexuality and deviance was taking over.

" no thanks james, I just want to watch for now" I said, smiling warmly. Inside I felt bad for turning him down, but I couldn't veer from my resolution. It was 1963 and it was my year to leave the good girl behind and finally become a woman and step out of Vickie's shadow. His face dropped slightly at my words but I could tell he fought to play it off.

" No worries kid, I guess ill see ya around" he smiled, waving to me as he headed back to the other side of the malt shop. The room was a roar of chatter and joyous laughter as the records switched. As the music began I could faintly hear the rumble of a motorcycle outside, my stomach erupted with butterflies and my palms began to sweat. I knew exactly what that sound meant and even though I had waited for this day for what seemed like forever, I felt my spirit crumble into pieces as it actually became real. As he entered the room everyone went silent as he stood in the doorway, a cocky grin reaching to his eyes. As well as his girl Monica, she hung proudly on his arm with an air of arrogance around her. All I could do is stare in awe at her, the way her dirty blonde ringlets piled up neatly in the red bandana tied on her head. Her long legs that were packed tightly in black leather pants and the leather jacket that finished off her dangerous look. The countless nights I had dreamed and prayed to be her, to not care what others think and most importantly, to have Brent hansley as my man. After a moment everyone went back to dancing like they never stopped to begin with. My breath caught in my throat as I saw Brent gaze over at me with his sexy stare, danger and desire dripping from his every pore. He was the picture of every parents worst nightmare, but I craved him like the air I breathed. My body froze as he shrugged Monica from his arm, despite her protest. The beatles song " I saw her standing there" began playing as he made his way over in my direction, I figured I was probably just imaging things and he was probably just coming to order a shake, since I was perched on a stool at the bar and it just seemed he was looking at me. As he walked I watched as he pulled a small black comb from his pocket and expertly slicked his shiny raven hair in place.

" hello doll, what's a fine lady like yourself doing sitting here all alone" as he spoke I felt paralyzed. I could smell the mix of old spice and cigarettes as he stood before me, making me legs quiver.

" cat got your tounge baby?" He purred as he stepped in closer, gently placing his index finger under my chin raising it slightly. My whole being yearned for him but I couldn't seem to find my voice at the moment. I kicked myself for acting like such a dweeb, with everything I had in me I fought to speak before it was too late.

" I was waiting for you actually" I blurted out. My eyes went wide in horror at my brazen statement. He smirked confidently down at me and wet his thin lips.

" Well doll, I'm here. Now what do you say we go have alittle fun?" He said with a wink. My mind wanted to explode, have alittle fun? Was I ready to have "fun"? Was he being serious? Or was this some kind of cruel joke? I decided to throw caution to the wind and live on the edge.

" I could use alittle fun" I said as I jumped off the stool and placed a nickel on the counter next to my drained glass. The waitress smiled warmly at me with her Exotic eyes as she slid the nickel from the counter. i couldnt help but momentarily stare at all the gorgeous jeweled bracelets that adorned her olive skin. He chuckled and threw his arm around my shoulders as we began to walk out.

" Bethany! What on earth are you thinking?!" I heard Vickie seethe as she grabbed my arm, stopping us in our tracks.

" Relax babe, ill take real good care of her" Brent said, emphasizing the word real, insinuating my sisters very fear.

" you look here you hoodlum!" She shouted, insulted by his brazen adittude. He just laughed as her face went from creamy white to crimson at his disregard. Just then Vickie's boyfriend mikey came over as he sensed the turmoil brewing from across the room.

" What's this all about?" He growled as he took Vickie protectively in his arms. His hazel eyes danced between Brent and I as he tried to piece together the puzzle. I think he was in disbelief that I was actually in the company of bad boy Brent hansley. You see Brent and mikey were complete opposites. Brent was the cigarette smoking, motorcycle riding bad boy that just oozed danger and sexuality. Where as mikey was the clean cut all American varsity quarter back with dimples that made any girl weak in the knees. As I looked at Vickie and mikey it further fueled my appetite for Brent. Who are they to tell me who I can and can't hang out with? I have every right to do as I please and besides, I was done lurking in her shadow. Wether they liked it or not I was going to step out into the light and make my own way.

" Oh sit on it!" I shouted at them as they both stared at me in disbelief. I smirked deviously at them as Brent and I continued on our way.

" Brent! Who's this square broad?!" Monica hissed as she grabbed at his arm as we walked past. He just simply snatched his arm from her grasp and lead me to his shiny midnight black motorcycle. My stomach clenched violently as he straddled the bike and waited for me to join him.

" It's alright doll, just hold on to me real tight" he chuckled as he read the fear and hesitation in my eyes. I took a deep breathe and hopped on the back, wrapping my arms tightly around his muscular torso. My loins were on fire as the engine rumbled beneath us, and with that we sped off into the night.

Not too much later we pulled into the star lit look out hill. I had heard numerous stories of what went on here, but not once had I ever laid eyes on the soft emerald grass or the breathtaking view that was splayed before me.

" are you cold? Here let me warm you up" Brent whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. I was drunk with lust, the city lights and fresh night air seemed to make me toss out all of my inhibitions. I turned slowly so that I was now facing him and stood up on my tippy toes to softly press my lips with his. He moaned softly as he parted his mouth and ran his tounge along mine. I felt my panties dampen as he ran his hand up under my skirt and along my inner thighs. As the kiss deepened I dropped my hand down and felt his hardened member that strained desperately inside his jeans.

" Oh baby" he sighed as I rubbed him harder. His hand traveled further up as it came to my panties and he dipped his hand inside, running his fingers along my soaked core. I shakily sighed out as the pleasure radiated through every inch of my body. I began undoing his pants, which in turn made him remove his hand so he could strip the rest of his clothes as I did the same till we both stood before each other wearing nothing but the glow of the moonlight. No words were needed as we kissed hungrily as though our very lives depended on it as he took me in his arms and lowered me to the ground and hovered on all fours above me. I held my breathe as he entered me slowly, I arched my back slightly as I felt him stretch me as he went deeper. There was no pain as I had expected for my first time, it was as of it were meant to be. No pain only pleasure. tears welled my eyes as my orgasm shook my body and Brent softly kissed my lips as we both fought to catch our breath. We both quietly dressed and sat along the edge of the cliff talking about life and anything else we could think of. I was touched at his soft caring side that he kept so very well hidden from society. As we talked I wondered if he had talked with Monica like this, or of somehow I made him feel safe enough to expose his vulnerable side. Just then our serene talk was halted by headlights and violently screeching tires that came from behind us.

" get away from my sister you no good creep!" I saw Vickie scream as she jumped out of Mikey's powder blue car with mikey following her. Brent looked to me with pain in his eyes as he grabbed my arm and pulled me to his motorcycle. We both quickly jumped on as he kicked the bike to life and left a cloud of dirt behind us as we sped off. I squeezed eyes tightly shut and all I could hear was the screams and roars of the engines as they stayed in hot pursuit behind us. I opened my eyes as I heard the old creaking boards beneath us as we crossed an old bridge, the cold water crashing violently beneath.

" let her go Brent!" Mikey shouted as he pulled along side of us attempting to cut us off so Brent would have to stop. But instead it caused Brent to jerk the bike and before I could realize what was happening the rickety boards that served as a barrier to the bridge gave way as we went flying off the bridge into our watery grave.

i awoke in a pool of my own sweat as my chest heaved violently.

" Bella" Brian squeaked as he came rushing to my side. I grabbed him and held him tightly as I tried to erase the images of my dream.

" Bella I have something to show you" he said meekly as he pulled away and put his phone in my hands. I shot him a curious look as he did so. I took my gaze from him and looked down to the picture on the screen. My muscles tensed and I felt a lump rise in my throat.

" That's her............. Madam jane" I whispered as horror seized me.

" Are you absolutely sure?" He asked with a touch of disappointment in his tone, like he had hoped I wouldn't have any idea who she was. But I did, she was madam jane.

" Bella this is madam jane. She was a psychic in the 1800's. she had a premonition of the plague that killed thousands and had tried to warn the towns people, but no one took her seriously. And when people started becoming ill and dying they accused her of witchcraft, saying she had cursed the village and brought along the plague. She was burned at the stake" he said, I felt like I couldn't breathe and everything went black.

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Notes

THANK YOU so much to all my readers and for all the comments!!!!!! It makes me motivated to keep these stories going!!! And sorry for the slight change in story line. I seem to have story plot a.d.d HAHAHAHAHA!