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This is Edwards point of view not Bella's also Bella may be described differently because shes a bad b***.
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***Chapter One
Tout ce qui Brille *
2017 - Reno, Nevada
(*Everything that shines)
The first time I saw her she was sitting on the roof of Club Flytrap. It was a hot night and it didn't help the lack of windows inside the club. My clothes were sticking to me, the beads of sweat dripping from my forehead and onto the dirty sticky floor.
When was the least time they cleaned this place, it smelled like shit, humidity and sweat, yet everyone seemed to enjoy coming to Flytrap. Every single Friday it filled with metal heads, junkies, women looking for one night stands, women acting like they weren't looking for one night stands, men hoping women would brush by and touch their dicks accidentally. It was an old ran down place but it was a good place to get wasted and that was the plan tonight.
I chugged down the last few drops of my warm beer and placed it on the bar stool,
"Man, you really need to loosen up, it's not the end of the world! Look on the bright side, that bitch had been giving you shit since the moment she hired you, and to be frank-" Emmett took a chug at his beer following it with a drag of his cigarette "that job was shitty anyhow, I mean you didn't really expect to be flipping those burgers at Kirks forever man" the tone of his voice led me to believe it wasn't a question. Emmett and I met when I first moved to Reno from Forks, his ex girlfriend Rose was my landlord and somehow we both managed to get along through shared interest for Three Days Grace and menthol cigarettes.
Truth was, I liked working at Kirks Diner, sure the pay was shit but I would come out of my apartment and just have to cross the street to get to work, plus like he said, I didn't have to do much, just flip the burgers and flip Joane the bird whenever she had her back to me. She always gave me a hard time, but it's not like it was for no reason, granted there was that one time she came on to me and I turned her down, and she mostly hated me because I wanted nothing to do with her but I was also a late riser, so she put me for graveyard shift hoping it would make a difference, it didn't. Not to mention there always happened to be some booze by my work station, in my defense I was a better cook and a friendlier worker when there was a little oil in my engine.
"Whatever man, I'm gonna go piss" I felt the booze really hit as I walked to the men's bathroom, the whole room became a mixture of blurry lights and sounds. I wiped my face and felt the sweat come off me like dirt.
Shit, I was wasted. I pushed the bathroom door open, the sudden bright lights blinding me.
"What the-" I squinted and rubbed my eyes, maneuvering my way to the nearest stall I went in and closed the door behind me, unzipping my jeans and letting it all pour into the toilet. I closed my eyes in relief but heard a sudden grunt coming from the stall besides me. I disregarded it, thinking it might just be someone taking a dump but the grunt was followed by a deeper grunt and then a low moan.
I zipped my pants and lowered my head only to see four pairs of legs shuffling around the stall.
"Oh! what the fuck man!" I banged on the door separating the two stalls,
"Get the fuck out" said one of the voices from inside the adjacent stall; I quickly opened the door and left the bathroom, forgetting to wash my hands and wiping them on my denim jacket. I wasn't going in there again. The loud roars of the techno music surrounded my ears, vibrating every cell in my body. The room felt even more crowded than before. I looked besides me, a couple sat by the stairs,
"What's upstairs?" I closed up on them but it was too difficult for them to hear me,
"Huh?" the man mouthed,
I pointed my finger to the roof and repeated in a higher tone,
"WHAT'S UPSTAIRS?"
"THE ROOF" he shouted back and mouthed something to the girl besides him.
I looked back to the bar; Emmett was talking to some busty blonde, probably trying to brush his dick accidentally against her back like all the other men in this bar. I knew if I went back I'd have to entertain the blondes friend and I really wasn't in the mood to be a wing man tonight.I was int he mood for fresh air. My legs dragged me up the stairs and out into the hot Nevada air.I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply, trying to collect myself, maybe I had one too many beers, maybe I shouldn't have drank those shots, maybe I shouldn't have told Joanne to walk into a moving van and then maybe I'd still have my job.
My stomach turned in agreement.
I opened my eyes and noticed the figure of a girl sitting on the edge of the roof. She was calmly taking a drag of her cigarette and blowing the smoke out into the dry dessert air. Her long brown curls blowing along with the smoke.
She hadn't noticed I was there because she didn't budge when I approached her.
"That shit will kill you" I said and cleared my throat, she turned around abruptly, there were fresh tears rolling down her eyes, she brought the back of her hand to her face and wiped the tears away.
Her warm brown eyes taking a quick look at mine before turning back around. Her face was masked with soft freckles, mostly around her nose, a soft button one framing her small face. I wanted to take a pen and connect her freckles like constellations. There was a piercing on her bottom lip, it was a silver hoop. My eyes followed her lips and the hoop as she chuckled,
"I'm already dead, everyone else is just speeding the process" she said soft and low, her calm demeanor made me feel instantly calmer.
I began to move closer,
"Mind if I sit?"
"Would it matter if I did? I can't stop you from doing it" she let out another puff of smoke, this time it stayed in a thick could over us, there was no wind to blow it away.
I sat beside her, not to close to feel like I was invading her space but close enough to smell the scent of grapefruit and cigarettes oozing off her skin.
"I wouldn't if you didn't want me too" she looked back at me, this time she analyzed me with curiosity in her eyes, looking at me from head to toe. "Want a smoke?" I nodded my head and took out my own pack of menthol's, realizing it was empty I chuckled and replied, "I could use a smoke" She pulled out a box of Solent Cigarettes, and for a slight second I thought of James, his favorite brand. She lit one cigarette with her own and passed it to me. I took a drag and exhaled the smoke, any feelings of discomfort exhaled as well.
Her face was swollen from crying as were her eyes, she wiped remaining tears away again, her nails were an electric blue and they reminded me of my summers in Hawaii when I was younger. Our family had a house there and we would go every summer, James and I would help dad fix his jeep in the morning and in the afternoons we would all head down to the beach until it was too dark to see the vast ocean around us.
"Are you okay?"
She turned her eyes towards me and studied my face for some king of actual interest,
"Do you know about the Pleiades?"
"Sounds familiar..." I recalled hearing that somewhere but couldn't quite remember,
She pointed towards the sky,
"See there, the shiny cluster of stars" I looked up trying to follow her finger but was unable to see what she was pointing at. I saw her eyes roll and she scooted closer and took my face in her hands, her warmth radiating all over the spot where her hands touched. "There!" It was hard to focus with her scent so pronounced besides me but I tried again and finally noticed it,
"Yeah! I see it!" it was just as she had said a cluster of extremely luminous stars all surrounding each other.
"Those are the seven sisters" she was speaking softly into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine,
"Story goes, there were seven sisters, who were so beautiful that Orion was constantly chasing them, but they did not share his feelings so they asked Zeus for help." Her hands began to slowly leave my face. I turned my face to face her; we were so close now I could smell the grapefruit scent coming from her hair, "Zeus felt pity for them so he turned them into doves" I closed my eyes and inhaled, filling my lungs with the intoxicating scent. My fingers began to twitch, I wanted to touch her. I balled my fists and tried to shake away the request my body wanted. I opened my eyes only to meet her lips, full and inviting.
"As doves, they flew up into the sky and found a place among the stars" she licked her lips and smiled, showing two perfect sharp fangs,
"That's actually fucked up, I feel bad for them"
"Me too" there was a sullen look in her eyes when she said that, even though she was smiling she didn't seem happy. She fixed her body and faced the street. I felt a sudden weight leave my lungs, had I been holding my breath this whole time?
"Why do I feel like you're trying to tell me something?"
"I did..just tell you something"
"Yeah but…"
I looked out into the street, a line of people waiting to get in followed by people walking to other destinations. I looked out farther ahead, mountains shaping the horizon in the darkness. Always there, protecting us from the outside world but keeping us locked in this furnace, or maybe it was just me who felt trapped, how ironic that I felt this way on the rooftop of Flytrap.
"What's your name?" she finally spoke, flicking the cigarette she had been holding out into the street, I followed it with panicked eyes,
Someone below screeched and cursed, the cigarette must've landed on them.
"Shit! You could've injured someone"
"Maybe" she chuckled once again "So what is it? Is it Erick?"
"Maybe? What does that even mean?" She didn't reply, instead she just watched me intently, looking through me with those dark eyes of hers.
"Is it John?" she elongated the word 'it', as if she was playing a little game.
"It's Edward" I continued, baffled and intrigued at her demeanor.
"Well, Edward, sometimes people need to be feel something, even if it's just a cigarette burn"
"That's nihilistic ass way of thinking" she placed both hands behind her and leaned back, tilting her head upwards and looking at the stars. There was a moment of silence; the light shinned on her hair showing its true auburn color.
"Tout ce qui brille n'est pas or"
I was about to ask her what she said but she stood up before I could manage the words,
"Where are you going?" I asked, also standing up.
"My cigarette is done, I'm leaving"
"What? No, I'll go down with you"
She smirked, "That's nice but I'm getting out of here" I began to stand, feeling the contents in my stomach twist and turn again, "It's barely midnight, will I see you again?"
"It was nice to meet you, John was it or was it Erick?" she smiled confidently, toying with me. She turned around heading towards the door. There was strange feeling in my stomach then, something inside of me wanted to hold her back from leaving. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was her scent,
"Wait, can we meet again? at least tell me your name!" but she was already gone. I stopped for a second, trying to collect my thoughts,
What do I do?
There was a ringing in my ears,
"What do I do?"
Follow her you common idiot
Follow her
Follow
Her
I ran for the door, swinging it open so hard it banged against the outside wall, startling the people at the end of the stairs. They all looked up as I ran down and pushed them out of the way. I frantically looked everywhere for any hints of her hair, her eyes, a lip piercing, but my search was disrupted by a sudden grip on my shoulder.
"Dude, I've been looking for you everywhere, where the fuck did you go?!" it was Emmett; he was piss drunk, stumbling over his words.
"Did you see a girl with a lip piercing pass by?"
"What? You into that goth shit now?" he laughed so hard he lost balance, clumsily tripping over his own feet and falling face forward onto the floor.
"Fuck man! Come on, let's get you home" I swung one of his arms over my shoulder and lifted him up. As I carried a half conscious Emmett outside of the club and managed to catch a cab, I scanned the crowd outside one last time, no signs of her. I rode home wondering if she was even real.