Sue me. I've made yet another Twilight story even though I have 3 others to finish. Well, this one has been off in my head for a while and I couldn't help but play with the idea a little.

Full Summary:

Edward has been playing the single lifestyle of an-and-off vegetarian vamp, shedding the panties of many human girls that are NOT Bella, and has completely disappeared from the Cullen family. Two things Edward didn't count on. Obviously # One: being dumped by his dear Bella and # Two: finding comfort, relief and solace in a local stripper by the name of Blayze. A short romantic and humorous tale of our bronze-haired vampire falling for an exotic dancer after being alone in the dark for so long.

I ended up coming up with this short story of Edward and an OC. I love a good OC story. Especially with Twilight but they are hard to come by, and if you have come across them, they haven't been updated in a while!

So I want to add to the numbers of Edward/OC.

Be open-minded about this. It's rated M for a reason. Lemons, violence, language, strippers, etc. And a little dark side of our dear Edward.

Disclaimers: Let it be known that Twilight is not mine.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: The Business Card

Edward's POV

Kandi's fair skinned legs were thrown over each of my shoulders as my tongue jutted at every part of her pulsing, wet center. The bottom half of her skinny body was wriggling against my strong hands, trying to hold out while I ate her soft human flesh, sucking and licking to my dead heart's desire.

My cold touch made her shiver and she let out a loud moan before finally releasing her juices onto my face.

The escort flopped down on the cheap hotel bed beside me, giving a sly smile before reaching over on the nightstand table at the pack of cigarettes.

"That was even more fantastic than the last time," I sigh, flashing the ginger-head a crooked smile. I reached in my pants pocket tossed upon the floor from our previous wild activity, pulling out a silver lighter and lit the cigarette for her.

"I want double this time," Kandi said after a long drag and an exhale of smoke.

I smirked, wrapping my well-toned arm around her slender waist. "I will give you triple the amount of money if your sex gets better than that, Kandi," I rasped in my usual husky and velvet tone.

The ginger just rolled her eyes at me, obviously not even amused by my charms anymore. I noticed this a week ago. She shrugged out of my grasp, before pulling her clothes which consisted of a short and tight dress and a leather jacket. "Yeah, look sweetcheeks," she began slipping into her lace underwear. "This is the last time you're gonna' see me."

Those words made me freeze. I shot up abruptly from the mattress. "What?!"

Kandi shook her head, looking under the bed for her heels. "The sex is great, but I also have other priorities."

"But you're... a prostitute... a stipper! What could you possibly need that I am not providing, love?" My voice was full of desperation. I wanted to understand, no needed to understand why exactly she was leaving me.

"Oh yeah?!" Kandi placed a hand on her hip. If I'm such a prostitute, then why do you fucking continue to mess with me? Usually customers don't get attached to the package!

I licked my thin lips, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Kandi, you know what I meant." I stood up, wrapping my arms around her waist, and placed a kiss on her forehead. "And I am attached to you for a reason..." I whispered, against her skin, breathing in her scent of grapes, previous sex and cigarette smoke.

A toxic combination of smell it was, but it is definitely better than dreaming of strawberries and fresh freesia... her scent that still haunted my soulless body.

"Get out of my head, Ed!" She sighed, attempting to unwrap my arms from her waist. With a heavy sigh, I complied, keeping my arms at my side. That's more like it. And keep your distance... It was almost as if she was warning me. So I flopped down on the cheap motel bed, ignoring the creeks and snaps of metals heard. "I have bigger and better things to do, Ed."

"But, Kandi-"

"Look," she placed a comforting hand on my stone yet stiff shoulder. "I... I found a new job, in Florida." I found myself grimacing at the excitement laced in her tone. I didn't even want to take a dive in her mind to hear what she was thinking. But of course, I didn't have a free will of that. Why do you even care so fucking much?

Why did I care? Well, first I was dumped by the human girl Bella, and just when I found solace in you, a local prostitute I saved from a police raid... after just two months of sex and high paid bills for your services, you were dumping me just like her. That's why I cared so much.

Kandi saw the hurt engraved in my marbled face before kneeling next to me and placing her head on my folded legs. She looked in my topaz eyes before quickly looking away. I could tell that she saw a tear forming in my eyes even though I made it clear that she would never see me eat, cry, use the bathroom or do anything meaningless that normal humans did. Nothing except fuck and come.

"Ed," she cooed in a tone she knew I loved. Roaming my hands through my bronzed hair, I looked at the ginger. "I need this." I can get so much more than picking up the pieces of your fucking life. She stood up, reaching in her jacket's pocket and handed me a business card, that I in return tossed on the floor. "But I know just the perfect person to help you take care of your needs."

"Kandi, I don't want anyone else other than you-" There was some truths to my words. I still wanted Bella. But she wasn't around. I wasn't in Forks and she became a dog lover.

"Her name is Blayze, Ed." The stupidest stripper name I have ever heard. What does she think she is? When Kandi notices the imminent grimace on my face, she quickly adds, "Blayze is a co-worker of mine. She's curvy, has a head full of hair and is a great dancer." I, the once again broken vampire suddenly had flashes of what Kandi was telling me.

She was picturing the mysterious "Blayze" in her head.

I saw a head full of silky yet wild honey brown curls. The thick manes reaching her shoulders, disheveled. Long and short, overall curly. A lock or two shading her deep, chocolate brown eyes when she twisted on the pole or gyrated her fantastic stallion hips. Her honey-caramel, brown skin tantalizing and shining in the dimmed lights.

Kandi must have known the sudden thought of this "Blayze" person intrigued me.

"Everything you need, Ed. Come on, trust me on this," the ginger pleaded, puckering out her lips. "Because I would feel so bad if I ended our sex-relationship and you ended up with no replacement."

Would she? Or was it all a show? If she did feel bad, tell me why her mind was clouded with old rock songs she'd strip to. Rhythmic shit like Korn's A.D.I.D.A.S, or Anthrax's Madhouse. I stood up, meeting the tall woman eye to eye. I placed firm hands on her shoulders, "Let me come with you-"

Couldn't even finish my damned plea bargain before the judge shrugged out of my grasp, sullenly shoving her purse on her shoulders. "No, Edward." She shook her head, biting her bottom lip. An old habit my dear mate Bella Swan has. "I won't need you where I'm going..."

I froze. As still as a block of ice. Kandi glanced at me with a wary stance. She shifted her small purse over to the other shoulder and slightly shrugged. "I... guess this is good-bye, then?"

Why should she have had to act like it was a question? She knew the answer. Her thoughts suddenly changed and she was worried for herself. She didn't exactly know what I was. I made the mistake a year ago of trusting that one human with my skeletons-in-the-closet-secret. However, hints were dropped.

And it was either that Kandice Flemmings, a.k.a Kandi was too stupid to catch on, or she already knew of the monster that I was and the danger that I posed to her well-being but only cared about the fat stack of cash I tipped her every night for allowing me to fuck her how I wanted and later cuddle up/spill my sorrow and pain over Isabella Marie Swan.

I stiffened my shoulders, letting tears gather up that I knew would not fall. She came to notice this and extended her arms out. "... Come on, one last hug, Ed." She waved me over with her hands and allowed me to crash into her arms.

She shivered at my cold touch but regardless, crushed her soft flesh against my marbled, rock hard body. She planted a wet kiss on my shoulder blades, thinking to herself Poor Edward...

Yes. Poor me. Finding solace in yet another meaningless human, leaving me for the better of themselves. She tip-toed to meet my ears, whispering seductively, "I could blow you off one last time..."

She wiggled her ginger, thin eyebrows and trailed sly fingers down my back to the zipper of my jeans.

I let her push me back on the bed, and bend down in front of me, roughly grasping my little Eddie; taking my hardened member inch by inch in her warm mouth.

I watched her work with dark eyes. Usually her blow jobs would satisfy me. They'd make me moan and buck my hips for more.

But perhaps it was much more different. Who could enjoy a blow job from a girl about to leave them?

It actually angered me, watchin her stupid head go up and down. She hummed, hoping to further stimulate me but failed. Letting a growl emit from the back of my throat, she abruptly stopped and let at a scream by the way I roughly yanked the shoulder length locks of her ginger colored hair.

"Ed, let go!" She hollered, struggling out of my grasp. But I couldn't. She was leaving me. She deserved to be in pain just like I was.

I yanked her off of her kneeling position and forced her head to the side, automatically sinking my teeth into her pulsing jugular vein. And there was nothing to it. I drank her dry and snapped her neck, letting her lifeless body fall to the carpeted motel floor.

"If you would have never left..." I said sullenly to the lifeless corpse on the floor. I snatched her purse off of her shoulder and took a cigarette from the carton.

After lighting it and taking a drag, I laid onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

Bella was right to have left me. I was right to have disappeared from my family. And Kandi was right to have died just now.

I proceeded to get dressed and get rid of her body by taking the typical human method of hiding it into bed sheets. Maybe I'd burn it later on... or return it somewhere to be found so she was given the proper burial...

I was about to leave from this shameful room and travel far away, until the little stiff, smooth and white business card caught my attention.

Ah, yes.

Blayze.

The "co-worker" of my deceased and dry Kandi.

About to ball it up and toss it in the nearest wastebasket, her sudden thoughts of the mysterious dancer flooded my mind. Seeing Kandi's former thoughts of the graceful honey-caramel toned woman move made my throat dry and piqued my interest to no end.

So I slipped the business card in my pants pocket and made it my utmost goal to find this "Blayze" and see if the ginger was telling the truth about her being able to take care of my needs and fulfill me, as she once said it.

A/N:

Omg you got through the first chappie. Hooray!

Now let's get down to business.

Edward hs obviously lost his mind. He killed a girl because she threatened to leave him. (and she was a stripper/prostitute, too.) they have feeling Eddie!

Anyways, I set this up to give a little introduction and believe it or not, but the second chapter is already done. I had that finished before I came back to finish this one. I was just so excited for this story!

And don't worry, I am working on my other ones. I'm a Multi-Tasker!

Now what I ask for is reviews. I'd LOVE to know what exactly do you all think about this story? Any thoughts? Ideas? Liked it? Loved it? Should I continue? I have to know, so I'm asking that you all help me out.

Thanks so much for reading! And depending on if I get a great response, not just good, will determine how fast I update and possibly if I continue.

Remember, the second chappie is already done! And this is going to be a short story, but climactic story filled with Edward finding love again... in a spicy stripper. But it's much more than that! So give it a chanceeeee.

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