C/N:Things I own: I dog that says "I hate you" when squeezed, a hefer cat who steals my pillows.
I dont however own any of Miss Meyer's charecters etc.
Hey all thanks for reading, this is my first fic so please let me know what you think! :)
Cruel To Be Kind
I am going to have a good time.
I am going to have a good time.
I am going to have a good time.
I repeated the saying over and over in my head. Alec and I just broke up a few weeks ago and I've been a wreck since, sobbing and weeping all over my best friend Alice. I'd had to convince Emmett, my best friend/non-blood big brother/huge football player, not to smash Alec's face in because he'd never get back together with me then.
Alec's reasoning for ending the 3 year relationship was "we were seniors and needed to make the most of the time we still had in high school". Which was basically him saying he wanted to bone naïve freshmen without having someone to tie him down. What a typical male!
But tonight I was going out to have fun, listen to one of my favorite bands, and check out cute options (also known as the male populous over 17 and under 22). Or at least that's what Alice kept telling me whenever I tried to protest going. I just wasn't in the mood to put up with screeching fan-girls. But after hours and hours of begging I finally relented. Alice was at my house now, getting my all dolled up for my night "on the town". She was currently curling my long dark chestnut hair so that it fell in trails down my back. She finally finished on my hair and started on my makeup, all the while telling me us going out would be a good thing, thankfully she only put on some pressed powder and mascara.
"Trust me Bella, you will have so much fun you'll forget all about that d-bag Alec." Alice hadn't liked Alec from the beginning, claiming he was a bad influence. This was probably true since I was drinking less. A habit which I picked up partying with him.
"Okay! All finished." She exclaimed stepping away from me so I could look in the mirror. I turned around and looking in the mirror I noticed I looked emaciated and much paler then I normally do. I thought back to what I'd eaten recently and could only remember the small stash of almonds I ate after school went I felt slightly dizzy. When I actually though about it I did feel somewhat hungry. I looked again at myself and surprisingly I looked really pretty, Alice had me where my traditional black skinny jeans along with a pale blue v-neck tee shirt and sparkly black flats, straightened my auburn hair pin straight, and put some shadow on my eyes to give me the "smoky look".
"Wait here's the finishing touch!" She exclaimed slipping a thin chained necklace on with an owl pendant. I looked 60's mod like a long haired brunette Twiggy.
"I truly outdid myself this time. You look awesome!" She gushed, she herself looked absolutely model-esque with her dark ebony hair sticking out in odd places making her look edgy, it matched with the Ramones tee shirt hanging off one shoulder over a pair of shiny leggings.
"Hurry up you two! We'll be late if you don't hurry!" Emmett called up to us from the living room on the first floor of my small old house. He and my father; Charlie Swan or Police Chief Swan to the people of small town Forks, Washington; had been watching sports on T.V. while Alice had been getting me ready but Emmett now sounded impatient.
"Geez, we're on our way." Alice called down smoothing a lock of my hair away from my face before grabbing her purse and jogging down the steps. I grabbed my cell and some chapstick off my nightstand before heading down after her. Emmett looked the same as always, big and brawny with his curly short brown hair and football letter jacket.
"Okay Bells, be careful tonight," My dad said told me getting up off the couch to whisper in my ear. "Just so you know Alice has a can of pepper spray in her purse. Be safe please." He pat me on the back, affectionate coming from him who wasn't used to displaying emotion, before sitting back down on the couch. I know he's been worried about me but I'd thought I'd been doing my best to look unaffected at least to him if not to Alice or Emmett.
"Bye Dad, I'll see you tomorrow." I called to him before walking out the door. The plan was to go to the concert grab a bite to eat then spend the night at Alice's. Emmett was used to hanging out with just girls by now. We had all known each other since I had moved here at age 4, when my mother left my father and I in Forks to run away with her Yoga instructor Bob. She still sends me annual Birthday card and present at Christmas, but we hadn't seen each other since. She was very busy keeping up with Phil, the baseball player that came after Bob, and her two boys. I don't mind not seeing her, or being a part of her life, she left us after all.
The ride to the concert was spent laughing about the girls that Emmett had been recently attached to. Amber, the cheerleader kleptomaniac; Eve, the bookworm who liked to wear leather lingerie; Roxie, the punk who had the nipple piercings; and Rosalie the blonde bombshell who he was currently seeing and who seemed totally normal, other then the fact that she loved restoring cars and apparently liked it rough. This is all from Emmett who is the only non-virgin out of the three of us and he only lost it at the beginning of the school year 4 months ago. Since then he'd gone on a sex rampage getting it anywhere he could. Alice and I felt bad for the girls afterwards but they seemed just as happy as he to 'hit it and quit it', Rosalie had been the longest. And I had to say I liked her best. She was completely honest and confident and I had to respect her.
Alice's love life was…non-existent, she had plenty of guys interested in her but she was never interested in them. She had gone out with a guy before, Aidan, but he had tried to pull a move on her at a party and she wasn't into it so he pushed her. Thankfully Emmett and I were there and heard her yelling. Emmett beat the tar out of him and left him bloodied up and with a broken arm. Charlie thankfully let him off easy because we explained the situation and he saw how upset Alice was. She had yet to get close enough to trust anyone but Emmett and I. Her mom was no help either; she was hardly ever home, always working or away on business trips for long periods of time; like tonight.
When we got to the venue, a small club in Port Angelus, it was packed and there was a line wrapped around the side of the building. There was no way we'd get in. The club had a reputation of not carding but that was if we even got to the front of the line.
"How the hell are we going to get in there?" I asked disappointedly. Alice turned in her seat to smile maniacally at me.
"Please Bella, I have my ways." She giggled. Emmett parked and instead of walking up to the door, Alice pulled me to the back of the club where there was a small black door. After trying it a few times and realizing there was something blocking the entrance we let Emmett have a go at it. The door was simply no match and with very little effort Emmett pushed it open to reveal the backstage area of the club. It was a dark hallway with doors on either side and pulsing music coming from a door at the end of the hall.
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