The plot bunny hit hard on this one! This should be a fun ride, with just enough angst to pull at your heartstrings, as well as a whole lot of humor! Hope you are all ready for this ride! I know Ausha and I are! Just a reminder that I don't own a damn thing but the plot of this story! The songs are 2 of my favorites though!
EPOV
I can't believe my brothers and I came back to this piece of shit podunk town. We left for a reason. See, we were part of the starting line for our high school football team. We were the golden boys of our school. We had the most popular girls on our arms, and were the envy of every male specimen in the town. We had the Denali triplets. Tanya, Kate, and Irina Denali were the southern belles of our the new family came to town. That's when our worlds tilted on their axis.
The Swans moved to town. I remember it like it was yesterday.
It was our first day as seniors. We were all standing by our cars, our girl on our arms and hangin on our every word. Just as we were going to head into school, we heard hogs heading our way. No, not hogs as in pigs, I mean growling bikes, harleys, or at least, that's what we thought they were.
Heading right into the last two parking spaces were 3 Ducatis. One in red, one in a deep bluish-purple, and one in….pink? Yeah, that caused us to do a double take; and it was so worth it. All us boys saw were legs, encased in tight leather pants that matched the colors of the bikes. When the helmets came off, we all went weak in the knees.
Before us stood the most beautiful trio we have ever laid eyes on. The one in red was tall, statuesque, and blonde. She was the tallest in the group. Then there was the goddess that stood a few inches shorter than the blonde. She had hair the color of milk chocolate with what appeared to be different colored streaks running throughout her hair. The one in pink was a few inches shorter than the goddess in the middle. Her short spiky raven colored hair had pink ends to it.
It wasn't until they had their arms linked together, walking into school that I noticed the blonde had red ends to her hair.
Never in our lives had we ever seen such things in our town. The triplets were already tittering between themselves over the newest brood to enter their town. I had a feeling this would NOT end well. Boy was I right.
Walking into the bar in town that made it past the current recession, I chanced a glance around the place and saw most of my old school mates sitting around after a hard day of work. It didn't take long before the hyena's descended.
We ended up leaving town right after graduation and making sure we left the bitches to their own devices after the shit they pulled with the Swan girls.
It was no wonder why they dated outside of our school. When the Denali's wanted to ruin something, they didn't just ruin it….they destroyed it from the ground up. Total annihilation. The Swan girls definitely felt their wrath. So bad they ended up graduating early and taking their boyfriends with them.
Speaking of the Denali's, the three of them were sitting at the bar, looking every bit of the meth head part. Time was definitely NOT on their side. Their hair was matted to their heads, nappy and unwashed. Their clothes looked like something you would find on , which didn't flatter their obese bodies.
As soon as the door shut behind us, their eyes met ours, causing us Cullen boys to shudder at the pure disgust of them. Of course, they saw that as a sign and started to saunter over to us like we were their prey once again.
Looking over to my brothers, it was obvious we all vomited in our mouths a little. Before we could tuck our tails and run, they put their nasty paws all over us.
As I plucked Tanya's claw off my chest, I noticed the tan line from her wedding ring, which really made me cringe. Who would marry her nasty ass?
"Edward, you came back for me!" she screeched. Nails on a chalkboard I tell ya.
"I didn't come back for ya. I came back for Paw." I told her as I threw her hand away from me. "Don't EVER touch me again if you value your hands much." I sneered at her as I walked right past her and grabbed a table as far away from the stage as possible.
Lauren, another that time was not kind to, sauntered over to take our drink orders. We placed our orders of SoCo and coke, then shooed her away with another insult. All the bitches in this town can go fuck themselves after everything they did.
When she brought us our drinks, she also handed us a book of songs for the karaoke that was getting ready to start. Feeling a bit nostalgic, my brothers and I decided to take a look and see if anything would jump out at us.
"Such a shame those nice girls got thrown out of town and went off with those dogs. They have no idea that they aren't the only ones receiving the benefits them fuckers have." someone said as they passed by our table, heading to the restroom. "Them boys never did realize what gifts they have, and take advantage of it every chance they get." the older woman spewed.
"Them girls are just too nice. They need them some real nice boys to show them the way a real southern belle deserves to be treated." the other stated while winking at us. "Them girls know what they are doing to them, they are just waiting for something better to come sweep 'em off their pretty little feet."
We all looked at each other, wondering who those ladies were talking about. Our question was answered about five minutes after we put our song choice into the bucket. In walked our very own personal angels...with the dogs on their arms looking smug as shit.
Bella, Rose, and Alice walked into the bar...with Jake, Embry, and Quil on their arms. While the dogs got fat in the middle, the girls remained the same. Only this time, Bella only had blue and purple streaks running through her hair. All their eyes had lost the sparkle from their first day of their senior year.
You could see the apprehension and weariness in their eyes. It was clear as day. They were afraid of this town, how they would be treated, and who would be the handler of their newest problems that haven't even arrived as of yet.
The electric charge was still the same as it was that first day of school...only it felt stronger this time round. My brothers and I rubbed our chest to try and get rid of the tuggin we all felt when they were near.
At least they haven't noticed that we were here...yet. I think all three of us were afraid of what their reactions would be. Thank god for small miracles.
"Alright ya'll, next up on stage are the Cullen Boys!" the emcee called over the bar, causing all of our heads to fall to the table...hard.
We got out of our seats and slowly made our way to the stage. It was almost like we were on death row and this was our last walk on the mile. Our very own death march.
We grabbed our mics and turned to the crowd, noticing all our old high school crowd gathering to the front. The Swans stayed seated at the bar while the dogs disappeared with the Denali wenches into the mens room.
Em was taking the first verse, Jazz the second, and I would do the third. As the song keyed up, Em stepped forward, his eyes on his Swan, and started us off.
Sure I think about you now and then
But it's been a long, long time
I've got a good life now, I moved on
So when you cross my mind
I try not to think about what might have been
Cause that was then
And we have taken different roads
We can't go back again
There's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
Slowly, the Swans froze and turned toward the stage. Each pair of eyes seeking each other out. For us, it was a breath of fresh air. For them, the color drained from their faces and their mouths dropped open. The sisters looked at each other, and slowly picked up their drinks, taking sips from the straws and watching us continue with our very own serenade of sorts.
We can sit and talk about this all night long
And wonder why we didn't last
Yes, they might be the best days we will ever know
But we'll have to leave them in the past
So try not to think about what might have been
Cause that was then
And we have taken different roads
We can't go back again
There's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
It was my turn and I was sweating bullets. Worried how they would take this song. Would they hate us more for it? For us harboring our love for them all these years? As I stepped up to finish this bitch, I grabbed Bella's eyes and kept them on me. I couldn't blink, look away, nothing. We were both hypnotized as I belted out the last verse while my brothers harmonized with me.
The same old look in your eyes
It's a beautiful night
I'm so tempted to stay
But too much time has gone by
We should just say goodbye
And turn and walk away
Try not to think about what might have been
Cause that was then
And we have taken different roads
We can't go back again
There's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
No we'll never know
What might have been
Tears were streaming down their eyes; ours as well. If only we had done...something back then, we might have been something more than enemies. We slowly put our mics back on the stands and made our way back to the table to finish our drinks. As we hit the floor to the bar, the dogs came out of the mens room, fixing their clothes.
"Just you wait Black, you're gonna lose the best thing in this world." I snarled to him as I went over to finish my drink and leave this godforsaken bar.
"Karma's a bitch, and I know the Swans are worse than her." Jazz chuckled shaking his head as he followed my lead.
"Don't worry though, we'll be there to put their broken hearts back together." Em stated as he killed his drink like it was a shot, walked straight over to Rose, picked up her hand and gave it a delicate kiss to the knuckles. Jazz and I decided to take his lead as we left the run down bar and headed for home.
We just may be able to get what we wanted all these years after all.
BPOV
I really don't want to go back to that fucking town...but Jacob-fucking-Black and his dog pound wouldn't take no for an answer.
They knew that we weren't welcome in that damn town...but yet, didn't really give a shit about what we wanted. It always has and always will be about them and their needs. Damn our stupid rule of not dating guys that went to the same school as us.
I have to admit though, it was the best thing for us in this podunk town. Sure, most of the guys were hot, but they only wanted a few things from us...and our hearts weren't one of them. Besides, after those bitches ruined us, no one wanted anything to do with us.
To this day, I still have no idea what we did to earn their ire. We were always completely honest with the bitch trips. Hell, even their "real friends" weren't as real as we were. Either way, I guess we just didn't make the cut. At least, when we moved here, it was our senior year, so we only had to deal with their shit for an entire year.
Mom and dad, we never told them what was going on, but they knew. Or they, at least, had an idea since they saw the light slowly die out in our eyes. I remember the day we saw the bitches for who they really were.
Today was the day. We were getting our senior pictures done. My sisters and I decided that we were going to do individual shots as well as some with all three of us.
We were checking out places around town to see where we could set up for our shots together, when we ran into the bitch trips. We nicknamed the Denali sisters the Bitch Triplets...or bitch trips for short. They were just downright nasty to everyone when their eyes were diverted away from them.
Southern Belles...my ass. Those bitches were vindictive, manipulative, spiteful, and just...evil. My sisters and I were riding our bikes to the beautiful meadow we found. We wore our matching outfits and the photographer couldn't help but chuckle at our exuberance.
As we posed and fooled around for the camera, we didn't realize we gained an audience. By audience, I mean the entire town was watching my sisters and I act a fool. We couldn't be bothered until the bitch trips came hauling ass over to us swearing that we wronged them.
It started out small. Apparently, we had said mean and nasty things about them behind their backs. In that town, you just didn't do such a thing. After that day, everyone started alienating us. Our parents started to get restless...asking us why we had to say such things to those skanks. When we told them that we never said such vile things, they believed us. It's just too damn bad the town didn't.
While we were looking through our senior pictures a month later, trying to figure out which one to choose, there was a knock at the front door. We could hear raised voices coming from the foyer of our house. My mother rushed out the door with us girls hot on her tail.
When we reached the foyer, the entire Denali family...as well as the Cullen clan were all fighting with our parents. The Denali's were accusing us of stealing things from their daughters. The Cullens were trying to assure them that it was not possible since we had never been in their house. My parents were fed up with our treatment.
As the Denali and Cullen voices raised, so did our mother's; fighting for our innocence. Finally, my sisters and I looked at each other and faced the fighting families and yelled at the top of our lungs "STOP!" That got everyone's attention, as well as the tears that were racing down our cheeks.
"We never stole anything from any of you. You never really gave our family a chance to even get to know you. You decided that we were outsiders from the day we stepped foot in this town, and alienated us from then on." I ranted while sobs wracked my body.
"What did we ever do to you to deserve such treatment? We have been nothing but nice to all of you, and yet, you look at us like we have the plague." Alice continued.
"All you care about is money and status in this piece of shit podunk town. If we were born and bred here, we'd be up to all your standards." Rose added.
"I've never made such a mistake in all my life. Girls, I'm so sorry I put you all through hell." our father sighed as a single tear leaked from the corner of his eye. "We would've been better off in the city than this piece of shit town that prides itself on ruining the lives of innocent young women." That statement caused both of the families to gasp. Our father turned back to them and boldly stated "Leave my girls alone for the rest of this year. You will only have to accept their mother and I."
The Denali's looked ecstatic at the news while the Cullens looked devastated. "Get out of my house. I hope you all sleep well tonight. I hope you are all proud of yourselves." Our mother stated as a sob ripped through her throat. Mrs. Cullen wasn't handling the news much better.
"Please, give us another chance to right this wrong." she begged through her tears. Her husband and sons were physically holding her up at this point.
"I think you've all done enough. There is nothing left to fix. Now, leave my daughters alone until they graduate." our father stated as he turned and led us all upstairs to allow our "guests" to show their own way out of our house.
Worst day of our lives. Although, we did decide to provide a united front to this fucked up town. We chose a picture of the three of us on our bikes laughing and hamming it up for the camera. We all had goofy looks on our faces. It was perfect.
The bullying got so bad, we went to our classes once a week to get our assignments and turn them in the following Monday just to do it all over again. What brought that on? The bitch trips. They started getting physical, which the entire school followed in their leader's footsteps.
When my sisters and I were all taken to the hospital because of us being pushed down the stairs by them, my father made a deal with the school. Dr. Cullen oversaw our treatment that day, and the poor man broke down into tears when he saw the damage their town's southern belles caused.
After we were treated, and settled in for the night so we could be kept for observation, we heard him in the hallway yelling at his wife and sons about what the bitch trips did to us. We heard growls, grunts, and sobs. The other Cullens tried to come in and see us, but our parents turned them away.
We never planned on sticking around after we graduated. Rose, Alice, and I had our acceptance letters and would be heading to the Buckeye state for the next 6 or 7 years...pending our majors. Funny, we were accepted to every single Ivy league school...hell, we even had the funds for it, but decided to go elsewhere for our education. It was our best kept secret. You see, the Swans were actually filthy rich. We had more money than the Denali's and Cullen's put together. Since no one gave us a chance, they never found out which was fine by me.
Money either makes or breaks you. Money made this town, but we have enough to break it. It's just too bad we were raised right. Our family takes pride in how we do things. According to my father, the town is prospering better than ever because of what my family brought in to the sleepy little town.
I also found out that the bitch trips were all knocked up by graduation. Karma...gotta love her right? What's even better than that? They were still with the Cullen clan...but were dumped after graduation when the girl's baby daddies made a huge spectacle of them.
Receiving my diploma with my sisters in tow was the best day ever. As we walked across the stage with our heads held high, our parents making the most noise out of all of the families there, I can't help but remember seeing the Cullens give us a standing ovation.
I never really knew what that was about. Especially since we were on our way to Ohio shortly after dinner. We planned on never returning until my mother fell ill just this past winter. My father sent his best friend's sons to come and get us. Mother needed us...but father made sure to buy a plot of land and build us a house on the outskirts of town. He wanted us close to town...not in it.
The home he built was an exact replica of a plantation you would find down in the dirty south. Down in the deep bayous of New Orleans. We always loved the style, so this gift from him meant more to us than any other he has given us.
Once we arrived back home, the dog pound started taking it upon themselves to stick their noses in all of our business. Lending us shoulders to cry on and get in father's good graces. They played us for fools. We knew this from the git go, but the loneliness for us was all consuming. We had no friends or other family to speak of. It was just us and our parents. So, the dog pound stepped in and after my mother passed, that's when everything else started going downhill.
The dog pound invaded our lives completely. With my mother out of the way, they decided that it was time for us to move on and start our future. The only glitch in their plan was we...as well as our father, knew what they were after. Our riches. My sisters and I decided to lead them on.
Tonight was the last straw. We walked in the bar on their arms. This is the second time we walked in and they went off on their own. We knew exactly what...or should I say who they were doing.
After last weekend, we made sure to go get tested even though we made them wear a rubber. There was no way in hell we were gonna be strapped down to them by kids.
Thinking about last weekend brought tears to my eyes. We were literally swept away by a very romantic karaoke serenade. The thing that really blew us away was who it was delivered by. None other than the Cullen clan.
Talk about being blown away. And here we thought we were the only ones to feel this tug in our chests. They were sitting at a table in the very back of the bar, trying to go unnoticed by the locals. Did I ever mention how much I loved bars with mirrors along their back wall? If it wasn't for that, we wouldn't have noticed them rubbing their chests when we sat down and ordered our drinks.
The dog pound headed to the restrooms with those vile vultures that age was not kind to. Fat ass bitch trips. We heard they were now married. We just never found out who the lucky guys were. Makes me glad we will be here...for a while.
Looking around the bar this fine warm summer evening, I curiously started to scan the bar and see who all was in attendance tonight. As I turned away from the door, I felt that familiar tingle. The door slowly opened and there they were.
I kept my eyes straight ahead, but managed a glance at them out of the corner of my eye. I received my usual shot of Soco and my coke to chase it with. I shot that shit like a pro and looked over to Alice who was giggling with Rose.
Before I could ask what she was giggling about, I felt someone walk up behind me and place an order for what I just had and to make it a double.
Turning around slowly, I looked into the greenest eyes I have ever had the pleasure of seeing. Before I could open my mouth to say a damn word, he spoke.
"Ladies, this round is on me. Enjoy your evening." winking at me, he nodded to his brothers and they went to their usual table.
As they walk away, we decide to put our heads together and give them a dose of their own medicine. Flipping through the book of songs, we try to think of a song that will tell them how we feel...just like they did last night for us.
Our situation is way more complicated with the dog pound breathing down our necks. After perusing the songs for 20 minutes, it hits me like a bolt of lightning.
"Do you trust me?" I ask my sisters.
They glance at each other and nod their heads. I grab the pen and paper and fill out our song choice. "This song suits our needs for the time being. It will tell them what we are going through and what we plan on doing soon." I explain.
We are overtaken by giggle fits and we are obviously in agreement with the song choice I have made.
Dad comes strolling in and heads right for us with a questioning look on his face...until he sees the dog pound stumble out of the restrooms with the bitch trips. As his face turns a lovely shade of puce, I pull him down in the stool beside me and whisper in his ear that we have a plan. He needs to play along with us for now and trust us to make things right.
He nodded his acceptance and we are called up to perform our song. Of course, we are booed as we take to the stage, but we keep our heads up high. No one was ever graced with the pleasantries of our voices in this town and we are about to pop their tops.
Looking around the room, we see a lot of curious eyes on us. Then we spot them and grace them with small sad smiles. We already decided that Alice would go first, then Rose, and I would finish up.
As the opening strains of the song started, you could hear a collective gasp from the crowd. Everyone knows that there are some singers you just can't imitate or sing perfectly to. Well, lets get this shit started shall we?
She loved him like he was
The last man on Earth
Gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up on her
Give a little, then take it back
Alice's sweet, low, sultry voice was perfect for the first verse. I see all of their eyes go wide as she finishes up her verse, but her eyes are solidly plastered on Quil's. He cowers behind Embry whose jaw has dropped to his feet. Jake looks like he's ready to murder someone. Yeah, this is gonna get really interesting real fast!
She'd tell him about her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord he loved to make her cry
You're crazy for believin'
You'll ever leave the ground
He said, Only angels know how to fly
Rose hits hers like it's easy pickins. Our guys are now vibrating with fury. They always wanted us to sing for them but we always denied them...until tonight. Our father is beaming with pride. A wide smile spread across his face. I decide to let them have the first hook to themselves.
And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly
My sisters harmonize flawlessly. They sound so good together with Rose going high while Alice stays low. I chance a glance at the Cullen clan and see that their eyes are wide with wonder. There is a slight undertone of hostility when they glance over at the dog pound. When the light bulb turns on, their heads whip back to us and their eyes are murderous. I flick my eyes to the dog pound and back to them quickly and shake my head telling them to leave it for now. They reply with a sharp nod and their eyes soften as they continue listening to our serenade. I step up to blow the top off this fucker and hand everyone their asses.
One Sunday morning
She didn't go to church
He wondered why she didn't leave
He went up to the bedroom
Found a note by the window
With the curtains blowin' in the breeze
By the time I finish the last verse, everyone is on their feet hootin and hollerin for us. Everyone that ever hated us seemed to change their minds real quick. I see the bitch trips scowling at us, the dog pound shaking in their shoes with fury, our father dancing his way up to the stage to show his support, and even people lighting their lighters and gently swaying to the song. We all decide to harmonize after I belt out the last hook to make sure everyone gets what they came for.
And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly
When the last note finally ends, the bar erupts in a standing ovation. Looking all around, I didn't realize that the entire town came in to see who was singing. Standing by their sons, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen had wide smiles and tears in their eyes. All the other elders of the town were clapping so hard I'm sure they'll be feeling the sting for weeks after tonight. Everyone we went to school with bowed down to us for the first time since we arrived in this piece of shit po dunk town.
For the first time since moving here, we were on top of the world...until the dog pound drug us out of the bar and into our cars. There would be hell to pay when we got home tonight and it was so worth it.