AN: This story will have some mention of drug use, adult themes, language, and possible lemons in later chapters it is not for young teenagers. It is a Bella/Jasper but I won't just jump there. It will be a slow build. Bella has been through hell and lost everyone she cares about in horrible ways… If it's not your type of story then move on, I will not soften my vision for this story to suit reviewers like I have my other stories.
Alright, fair warning: This story is NOT my priority. I don't promise to update it regularly, and when I do, the chapters will probably be short. However, I LIKE this story, and am curious to see how it is received. (Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a review whore. Aren't we all?) I do promise not to abandon it, because once again, I like it. Also, I don't want to be THAT writer, you know? The one who starts and never finishes. I didn't even start posting this until I had five chapters already written, because I wasn't sure it was worth following through on. But yeah, like I said, not my priority, and I can't promise you'll see frequent updates. Thank you in advance for taking the time to read my story, I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer- Twilight and all its associated characters, places and events belong to Stephenie Meyer and the copyright holders.
Izzy groaned before rolling over, grabbing the offending alarm and throwing it against the far wall. She got a sick sense of pleasure from the resounding noise of plastic breaking before realizing that small bit of pleasure meant she now had to buy yet another alarm clock, making it five this month. The face in the picture next to her bed caught her attention and she carefully placed it face down on the night stand. She couldn't look at his face while getting ready for work. Although, Izzy knew he would want her to survive she still felt she didn't want him to see how she was doing it.
She stared at the ceiling watching the fan go around and round, until the phone rang. She answered it knowing who it would be, the only person who always managed to call within minutes of her alarm going off. She grabbed her phone off the night stand before answering grumpily "What, I'm awake."
Izzy rolled her eyes as the person on the other end chuckled before answering, "Well good morning, sleeping bitchy."
"What the hell is good about it? I only got about four hours of sleep." Izzy asked as she stumbled to the coffee maker.
"Well I will be there in 20 minutes to get ready for work so get in the shower. Oh, and I've got coffee for work so be out of the shower by the time I get there, Iz."
Izzy's heart sped up at the mention of coffee, which was code for speed. She didn't use it all the time but she never turned down a chance to be numb either, and unlike weed she had high energy with coffee especially when she put it in actual coffee. It was something Bella would have never done but Iz was a totally different person. She left Bella behind in that small graveyard by the cliffs; the woman who left Forks on an old Harley Spirit three years ago bore no resemblance to the one who arrived all those years before.
Gone was the timid girl who fell too easily in love, and lost who she was to someone who didn't deserve her love. She was no longer the unassuming girl who blended into the back ground tripping over air. She was Izzy now; she would not allow anyone else to hurt her again. She would allow no one in.
Izzy started blow drying her hair while waiting for Mia to get there. Part of her was worried she was letting Mia get too close. If Victoria found her Mia could be in danger, but she couldn't seem to help herself. Once Mia told her about her abusive husband and how she had changed her name and gone into hiding to get away from him. Izzy had confided in Mia about the murders and how she was hurt and suffered a miscarriage, almost dying herself. She just left out that the murderer was a sadistic vampire. Mia was the one who showed Izzy how to get fake IDs and documents so she could get a job somewhere other than Kitty Kitty Bang Bang. Honestly though, Izzy liked that she was paid in cash and had to fill out no tax forms, technically she didn't exist. Joe had hired her as a waitress and she was horrible, constantly breaking things, but when breakages come out of your pay you learn to pay attention and not break shit.
"Hello? What planet where you on? I was knocking forever; I finally just used my key. You okay?" Mia asked, plopping down on the floor next to where Izzy was leaning against the futon.
"I was just thinking about when I started at the club, and how I blew as a waitress." Izzy said taking the vile Mia handed her as she pulled her box from under the futon. "We bumping or smoking?" she asked holding her license in one hand and a glass pipe in the other.
Mia handed her Pedro, the pipe, grinning. "You were soo bad as a waitress. Joe begged me to see if you could dance, he was afraid he might have to fire you if you stayed a waitress. It took a while to teach you but I have got to say you have a knack for burlesque." She answered before they fell into a comfortable silence.
Hit after hit unwanted memories kept rushing at Izzy until the numbness at last hit her. Mia waited a while before asking, "What's up with you today? You're really quiet."
Izzy got up and walked over to a drawer pulling out a picture and handed it to Mia before answering quietly. "Sara would be ten today. I had flowers sent to the cemetery, but it doesn't feel like enough." Mia nodded not knowing what to say so she just pulled her into a hug.
"I can't think about this now." Izzy said pulling away from her "We're going to be late for work. I know Joe would understand but I won't leave him in a bind. I can do this." Izzy said giving a sad smile as she grabbed her bag and keys.
Mia laughed "Let's locamote then."
Jasper looked up at the sign in disbelief, "You have got to be kidding me. Kitty Kitty Bang Bang. What kind of name is that?"
"Major, we missed the 20's cause of that bitch. Trust me burlesque should be experienced once in your life. Since the bitch is gone you won't be hurting anyone's feelings." Peter said before walking through the door. Jasper sighed steeling himself for the emotions inside and followed him in.
With his advanced vision he took in his surrounding before sitting with his back against the wall, ordering a whiskey on the rocks from the passing waitress. He wasn't very interested in the stage and what was going on until he smelled an old familiar mix of freesia, strawberries, and something else he couldn't place. It couldn't be. He had to be imagining things there was no way. She should be with Edward where ever they were now, but never in a place like this.
Jasper looked around confused. "What's wrong?" Char asked him.
"I think I smell Bella Swan, but how is that possible? Why would she be in Texas?" Jasper asked looking around.
Char looked at Peter. "This was your idea, you were insistent we come here. Why? What do you know?"
Peter shook his head, hands up in surrender "Nothing, I swear. I just know we are supposed to be here that's it." Slightly shaken, although they had never met, he knew who Bella Swan was, and what she meant to his brother. Peter hummed to the new song that had just come on when he heard it.
Jasper gasped as he stared at the stage and the woman on it. He was sure his eyes were deceiving him because there was no way he was looking at Bella Swan. This girl, no this was not a girl this was a full-bodied woman. She was wearing satin bloomers and a camisole that looked like something from his human life. The woman was dancing, without falling so it couldn't be her. He was sure of it.
He was positive it wasn't her until the woman turned and met his eyes freezing. Even from where he was sitting he could hear her heart rate speed up, and he felt a surge of confusion, sadness and anger then nothing as she seemed to snap out of it and fall back in sync with the other girls.
"Fuck me." He breathed out quietly.
AN: Kitty Kitty Bang Bang is a real Burlesque review in Texas, if you youtube them look for the Big spender and "Goodness Gracious ones. Those are what I imagine.
