A/N: Hiya.

First FanFiction... on this account XD. It was the result of a late night sleepover conversation with a mixture of Dark Galaxy and Dairy Milk with Twilight on in the background.

PLEASE... NO FLAMES!

It's based on the song 'Teeth' by Lady Gaga. Basically, Bella was broken when Edward left, and because her depression was so severe, she failed all her exams and Charlie kicked her out. With no job or money, Bella resulted in prostitution to make a basic living, and fell pregnant at 19. She's now a Stripper living under a false identity (Only to make money to care for her daughter) at a club in New York. But one night, she is requested for a Bachalor party. Bet you can guess who's?

It starts as Bella first finding out she's pregnant... (the prologue)

Tell me something that'll save me
I need a man who makes me alright
Just tell me when it's alright
Tell me something that'll change me

- Teeth, Lady Gaga

Prologue

There they were. Two pink stripes. The two stripes telling me my life has hit rock bottom. I took a deep breath, and threw the stick in the bin. I live in a fairly horrible apartment, my neighbors are druggies and alcoholics, and my landlord is just never there (He's always out drunk in some bar, which is kind of good for me).

I decided to go to the hospital, confirm I was pregnant.

In the streets of New York, I get the looks of digust... and the wolf whistles that make me cringe. I arrived at the hospital, ignoring the looks again.

"Can I have you name please, dear?" The receptionist asked.

"Taylor Styder." I answered. That was my false name. I didn't use my real name incase people I used to know back in Forks were here and found out how shitty my life has become.

I was called in, and was judged immediately by the nurse that took me to the doctor' office, she probably thought I had some STI or something. The doctor did another pregnancy test, and took a blood test too.

"Congratulations Miss Stryder, you're ten weeks pregnant." She smiled.

"Wow... I am?" I asked, she nodded.

"Unplanned?" She asked, I nodded. "Well... you have options--"

I shook my head immediately. "No, no abortions."

"Adoption?"

"No-- I mean... No. I'll keep it, this baby's mine." I smiled. And I was sure. I was going to keep this baby, raise it, care for it and give it a life.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Chapter 1

I sat on my bed, staring at my clock... 4:30am it read. I couldn't sleep, it wasn't the constant shouting or the taxis driving past, it was just me. I was actually surprised Peyton, my young daughter slept through it.

I laid down on the pillow, and attempted to shut my eyes and sleep, but it was just impossible... I didn't know what it was, it was something old though. I got out of bed and went into the kitchen, maybe some tea will help.

As the kettle boiled, I glanced and the clock, the date caught my eye... March 5th... I remembered what was bothering me instantly, it was the day Edward and I first met. Edward was my high school boyfriend, who was also a vampire. But he left after my birthday when his 'brother' Jasper nearly killed me over a paper cut.

It's Edward's fault I'm where I am now.

But in a way I'm happy about that, I wouldn't have Peyton. My life, my sweet little princess. The kettle clicked off, and that woke her up. I went into her room, and lifted her gently out of her cot.

"Shh, it's okay, Momma's here... shh." I cooed, letting her fall asleep on my shoulder.

I lad her back into her cot, and went back into the kitchen to make my tea.

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I woke up that morning asleep at the kitchen table, with an empty cup on the floor. It was only nine-twenty, so I got Peyton up, dressed her and myself, and took her to Layla's house, one of the friend's I made whilst I've been in New York.

I ventured into work, a strip club in the centre of New York. I had a fair number of friends here, one of which was my manager, Riley.

"Hey Tay.," She grinned.

"Hi Riley." I smiled, she put her hand on my shoulder. "What is it?"

"You're going to love this. We had a call this morning, you were requested for a private bachelor party tonight."

"Requested? I didn't think I was that good a dancer--"

"Word gets around the work place Taylor." She joked

"Wow... that's wonderful-- Wait, how many will there be?" I asked, I wasn't big on large parties.

"Oh, the guy said three or four, nothing big."

I sighed, and nodded, "Great, then I'll do it."

That night, I went home first. I wanted to put Peyton to bed, and wait for her babysitter. When she arrived, I headed off to work. It was usually buy on a friday night, what with after work visit's and stuff.

I met Riley outside the private party room.

"Okay, they haven't arrived yet, but I promise you'll be great." She told me, I nodded. It was my first private party, other women here had done one or two, and said you get a lot of money from them, which was a plus.

I entered the room, it had a small stage and a few tables and chairs. I went behind the screen, changed into my usual costume, just in time for Riley entering.

"They're here." She whispered, I nodded. I pressed play on the music. And waited.

"... bet she's hot, Eddie!" One of the guys bellowed.

"Right, she could be a guy, I mean, Taylor's also a guys name."

"Shut up, she sounded great."

I smiled to myself, put the fluffy scarf over my face and stepped out onto the stage, smiling again as the guys cheered and wolf whistled. I removed the scarf, and my jaw dropped and felt myself go bright red. This wasn't happening.

"Oh god." I whispered.

"Bella?" It was Edward, he was here, sat in the very same room as me, the man who ruined my life.

"What the fuck?!" Emmett shouted in shock. I wa thinking the same thing.

The only reason I know about this strip club stuff is:

a) Grand Theft Auto 4
b) Google (ish)

Lol, so... review?

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