A/n- So, this is a story I've had brewing in my mind. I'm hoping that with starting a new story, people will support me. I enjoy constructive criticism, don't forget that :). I'm in need of a beta. So, sorry if these chapters have some errors. Reviews will keep this story going.

Chapter One – Only the Beginning

"Mary Alice Brandon!" Alice hated when people called her by her full name. But it got her attention. She glowered in my direction. "I'm twenty-two years old. I don't need to find my soul-mate yet."

Alice seemed to be persistent on me finding my soul-mate. Since her and Rosalie, my best friends, had found theirs, they thought it was only fair that I was happy too. The difference is that Rose and Alice are both twenty-three. Jasper, Alice's fiancé and Rosalie's brother, is 27 and Emmett, Rose's husband is 30.

Since they're all obviously older than I am, it made sense that they found who they were 'destined' to be with.

I just didn't believe that I would find someone.

It's not my fault. What is the problem, then? The problem is in today's society. Single men are afraid of committing to a single mother.

I don't like to talk about it too much, but I was raped when I was 16. It brings back memories and I feel vulnerable when someone brings it up or asks about it. The result? A baby girl. Her name is Lillian Grace.

"Bella, I don't care what you say. You're going out with me tonight. I'm your wing-woman. Deal with it." Once Alice made up her mind, there was no talking her out of it.

"What about Lily?" She was my escape-goat most of the time.

"I've talking to Rose and Emmett about this. They said they'd come over and watch. They agree with me. You need to get out more often." Alice was looking through my closet for an outfit.

Looks like I was going out tonight.

Fuck. My. Life.

As I dressed in the light blue jeans and black tank-top, there was a knock on my door

Of course, Rosalie came into the master bedroom of the two bedroom apartment.

"Bella!" She wrapped me in a hug. "I'm so happy you're going out tonight."

I rolled my eyes. "It's not like I have a choice."

She laughed, almost like an Emmett laugh. She looked me up and down. "You look amazing. Just one little touch and you'll be perfect."

She pulled the bun out of my hair and let it cascade over my shoulders. "Wow." She muttered.

I looked in the mirror and took in my appearance.

Alice had applied minimal make-up; little eyeliner on my bottom eyelid and mascara on the top. The black tank-top and jeans accentuated the curves of my body, making it look flawless, and the way my hair fell in loose curls down to the middle of my back really did make everything perfect.

Lily's giggles pulled me back to reality.

Rose and I walked to the living room and Emmett was doing the 'airplane' with my daughter.

"Em, be careful, please." I tried to be stern about it. But let's face it, I'm not that kind of girl.

"Bells!" No one else really called me that. I remember when he used to be interested in me. Then he met Rosalie, and well, everything progressed with them since. "You look.." Emmett was trying to find the right word to say.

"Sexy!" My daughters voice. What the fuck?

I gasped. "Lillian, where did you hear that word?"

"Uncle Emmy says it about Aunt Rose all the time." Rosalie was blushing. And it takes a lot to fucking make that girl blush.

I glowered toward Emmett whose face held a very cheesy smile. Him and Rose were so in love still. It gave me hope.

I kneeled down to my daughter's height and hugged her tightly. "Momma's going out for a little bit tonight." I whispered in her ear. "Uncle Em and Aunt Rose will stay here with you."

Lily looked me in the eye. Every asset of hers was exactly like mine and I was grateful that I never got to see the man who raped me, for I probably wouldn't be able to look at my daughter the same way. Her voice was almost like bells though. "Kay. I love you, mommy."

I hated leaving her. She was my security blanket. "I love you too, baby." I kissed her nose and stood up.

I looked over at Emmett and he had a handful of chocolate chips from my kitchen. "Lily," I called. She looked up at me with doe eyes. "Make sure Uncle Em behaves." Emmett laughed. Lily grinned and nodded.

Alice pulled me out of the house and we were on our way to our favorite club: Equinox.

"Alice!" That was probably the tenth time I've called her name but the music was so loud that my ears were ringing.

Finally, she heard me and looked over. "What?" She yelled. Boys were flirting with her. She was flirting back. She loved attention and I think that's why she was unconditionally in love with Jasper. He didn't mind always having to compliment her. He liked it I guess.

"We have to get home." I looked at the clock on the wall. I've been doing this every three minutes since we got here.

"Oh Bella. Come on. The night's just started. Loosen up a little bit." It was 10:30. We've already been here for two hours. Obviously I wasn't going to meet my soul-mate tonight.

The waitress delivered two more shots of Patron and I downed them both quickly. I needed more alcohol in my system if I was going to survive this night from hell.

Just then, Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard came on and Alice squealed. "Bella! This is our song! We have to dance."

The story behind our song isn't long. Every weekend when we were in college together, we'd go out to clubs. Every night, this song was on and we'd dance together.

Simple, right?

I groaned as she pulled me to the dance floor, even though the Patron was starting to do its magic.

Alice was my best friend. We definitely didn't have a problem dancing dirty with each other. We've known each other since my second year in high school, her third. We went to the same college. She graduated last year…

But I digress.

Half way through the song, her petite body was switched with that of a man's. And I got goose bumps on my skin from his touch.

What's going on?

I turned around and I was met with a pair of piercing, emerald green eyes. All the air in my lungs left. "Fuck. Me." I muttered.

"Gladly." He countered.

I blushed. I pulled myself out of his arms. "I… I'm sorry." I stuttered. I turned my head to look for Alice.

I spotted her pixie hair-do and started after her.

This guy pulled on my hand. "Wait. Before you go, can I get your number?"

He was pulling out his cell phone. I bit my lip.

Did I want him to have my phone number?

Fuck yes.

More importantly, did I want him to know my name?

Yes…

Right?

Nonetheless, I ended up giving him my number.

And where the fuck did Alice go now?

A/n- I have big expectations for this story. I hope you'll stick with me on it! I don't necessarily have a specific updating schedule, but I'll try to have a chapter out every week. They should end up getting longer as we go along. Review please?