Done All Wrong
Bella's POV
Present
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
I am so glad that is finally over. Movie premiers wipe the life out of me. Good thing I had a whole bowl of weed to myself before hand. It was hard to sneak away from all of my "handlers" but I managed to do it thanks to Rosalie. I don't know what I would do without my favorite cousin/partner in crime.
Traveling all the time for film junkets and talk show interviews was so lonely that I had enlisted the help of Rosalie who gladly accepted and thrived on the party life, after all she had been head of her sorority.
I had just finished walking the red carpet for my latest movie premier, a psychological thriller where I was the love interest to the lead played by Leo DiCaprio. I personally thought I was too young to play it, but at the ripe age of 21 you're prime target for horny 30 year olds. He tried making moves on me almost everyday even though he was publicly dating some model. I just blew him off every time. I hadn't thought he was hot since Titanic and that was over 10 years ago. I did have to thank him for one thing and that was introducing me to a little friend named Cocaine. That shit helped me through all the crazy shit I had to deal with while filming, not to mention having to almost beat the shit out of the horny old director who tried to fuck me at the wrap party. I shivered at that thought and remembered how I almost puked just 10 minutes earlier when he had wrapped his arm around my shoulder during an interview. Of course being the talented actress I am I threw on the best fake smile in the world and acted like he was God's gift to film making.
I decided to skip the actual film. I didn't need to see my self get molested over and over by DiCaprio and all the other sleazes since I had already experienced it first hand. I spotted Rosalie flirting with some reporter just to kill time until I was done torturing myself. She saw me and quickly left the guy leaving his jaw hanging. She had that effect on men and sometimes women. She just emanated sex and no doubt was talking about some crude ass shit with him.
She had an evil grin on her face and walked up to me. "That guy was soooo boring that I decided to make up some story about being an escort, poor fool was about to shell out $5,000 to be with me tonight!" I started laughing and then noticed my high was completely gone. "Let's get the fuck out of here, we're in 'Sin fucking City' and I need to get my sinning on!" I demanded as we skipped off to our waiting limo.
Once we were in the security of the tinted windows Rosalie whipped out her coke stash and tools and we sniffed a couple of lines by the time we got to our hotel. I instantly felt better.
We were staying at The Palms hotel since every celebrity and their moms stayed there. It was great because they had in house drug dealers available 24 hours a day to all their high rollers and best guests. After all it was Vegas.
Rosalie and I practically flew through the casino floor since we were freshly high. Of course we paused several times to flirt with cute frat boys who called us. We eventually made it to our suite and I flopped onto my bed. I glanced up at the clock and noticed it was only 10pm, early by Vegas standards. Rosalie burst into my room and bounced on the bed. She was definitely high. I started laughing and then she rolled on top of me.
"Bella we need to go out! We're in Vegas and we need to get DRUNK! Plus you look super hot since you had the master crew working on your face and hair all day!" Rosalie sounded like she was trying to convince me to go out, but I had already decided to get fucked up right when I woke up and it was a miracle I had waited this long to do it.
"Let's get the hell out of here then!" I jumped off the bed and changed quickly into a deep blue mini dress that accentuated all of my best assets. Rosalie threw on a sparkly red mini dress that was about an inch shorter than mine and allowed her boobs to practically spill out. "Well aren't we the hottest things to ever grace Las Vegas?" I announced as I grabbed her arm and we exited the room.
We arrived at the hotel's hottest night club, Rain, around 11. We still had hours of partying to do. We were led by security to a private enclave that over looked the whole club. This was the area that all of the rich and famous partied as they watched normal people grind on the overly crowded dance floor.
Benny Benassi's "Satisfaction" was blaring loudly and I felt my adrenaline increase. I began dancing wildly on the couch that Rosalie and I occupied. I was running my hands threw my hair and grinding my body to the music. I knew everyone was watching me and I loved it. Rosalie eventually joined me after she got our drinks and handed me mine. We danced together drinking our Grey Goose Vodka and Red Bull for at least an hour without stopping.
I finally collapsed on the couch and felt my heart racing out of control from the combination of the blow, dancing and the drink. I took a swig of water and rejoined Rosalie for more dancing. We were interrupted by our cocktail waitress. "Excuse Miss Swan," she yelled out. I bent down to hear her better. "This was sent to you and your guest by some male admirers." She was holding a bottle of Cristal. I grabbed it out of her hand and took a swig and passed it to Rosalie who drank it without even looking at what it was. "Who sent this?" I yelled back. She pointed to a table 20 feet away. Appropriately "Sexy Chick" by David Guetta came on as I met the eyes of my admirer.
I felt my heart stop, but not from all of the toxins I had drowned it in. The waitress left and I couldn't stop staring. Rosalie eventually noticed and stopped dancing. "What's wrong?" She yelled out. I couldn't speak. For once in the past few years I was speechless. Rosalie followed my eyes and gasped, "Is that Edward Cullen?" I slowly nodded my head and snapped out of my trance. I sat down on the couch bewildered. Rosalie looked at me confused, "what's wrong with you? Aren't you flattered that Edward Cullen, stud of the LA Dodgers sent us Cristal and is that…" Rosalie squinted for a better view threw her intoxicated eyes "that's his brother Emmett Cullen! He plays in the NFL right?" I nodded my head and was finally able to speak, "Yup for the San Diego Chargers." Rosalie looked at me with amazement, "I didn't know you were such a football buff Bella."
"I'm not, I went to high school with them," I stated simply and felt my whole body go numb. And before I knew it Edward was standing in front of me. I stood up and looked into his eyes, "It's been a long time Bella," he said sincerely. Suddenly I was 16 again.
Five years earlier
Location: Forks, Washington
"Bella the phone's for you!" Charlie called out from the kitchen. I ran down the stairs too quickly and was proud that I hadn't tripped once. I took the phone from my dad and gave him a look that translated to give me some privacy. He laughed and threw his hands up innocently and left the room. I waited till he was glued to the television and spoke low into the receiver, "Hello?"
"Bella it's Alice! I tried calling you as quickly as possible, what's so important?" She sounded concerned yet amused. I tired to stifle a giggle, "Alice he looked at me today!" I leaned back against the wall and let out a sigh. Alice returned the sigh but she sounded more disappointed. "Bella this addiction you have to my brother is getting out of control! I'm going to start making you go to AA meetings!" However, Alice being my best friend laughed afterwards. "I know I can't help it Alice! There's something in your Cullen blood that makes me very attracted to you…I mean well you're my best friend and I wish I was Edward's girlfriend!"
I closed my eyes and the memory of Edward jogging from the lockers to the baseball field afterschool filled my head. I was walking from the theatre department, studying my current script when I looked up and saw him. His perfectly disarrayed bronze hair was blowing all over and not yet hidden under his baseball hat. He looked over at me gawking at him. My face flushed red and I looked back down at my script and walked away quickly. And that was it.
"Sooo…" Alice continued pulling me out of my memory, "was that it?" I nodded and simply sighed "yes". I heard Alice laugh once, "well Bella the next time Edward looks at me, I'll make sure to call you right away with the play-by-play." I knew she was teasing me, after all she had to suffer through my crush on Edward since I hit puberty. "I'll see you in the morning," I told her as we said bye.
I ran back up to my room and flopped onto my bed. I stared up at the ceiling and replayed the first time I knew I was in love with Edward. It was two years prior, I was 14 and he was 15. Alice and I were measly freshmen at school and Edward was already an established baseball star sophomore. Alice's mom, Esme, was picking us up from school. I had known the Cullen's since I moved back to Forks at the start of middle school. Alice and I had instantly become best friends, both of us sharing a love for drama and theatre. Her dad, Carlise was the local superstar doctor and she had two brothers: Emmett, who was two years older than us, and Edward only one year older.
I didn't see much of them while in middle school since they always seemed to be at some sport practice or away game. The one thing about the Cullen's that I loved so much was that they were very passionate about what they did and devoted 100% of themselves to it. Alice was this way about acting and had actually convinced me to audition for my first play.
But back to that first day of high school. When Esme picked us up I hadn't realized that Emmett and Edward would be coming home with us too. Alice took the front seat and I was sitting next to a window when the two boys bounded into the car. Emmett shoved Edward into the backseat laughing the whole time. He smashed against me and quickly pulled off me. "Oh man I'm sorry Bella! I didn't know you were in here! Look what you did asshole!" Edward called out to Emmett who proceeded to duck his head into the car and saw me. He just grinned and said "sorry" and threw himself into the car. Esme just shook her head, "I can't wait until you boys get back to your sports and can release your energy out on the field."
Edward was sitting next to me and since Emmett was such a massive beast it forced our arms to touch. I felt energy flow all over my body. I stole a sideways glance at him and noticed for the first time how beautiful he was. He noticed me looking at him and smiled down at me, "I hope I didn't hurt you Bella, if you want I could punch Emmett for you." He gave me a lopsided grin and I felt my heart stop. I tried to form words and felt myself blush when I realized I was taking so long. "I'm fine," I managed to sputter out. He continued to smile at me and gently rubbed my shoulder, "well the offer still stands, so whenever you want me to do it, just give the word." I nodded and looked away before I would faint.
When I got home that day I couldn't get his voice and his gorgeous green eyes out of my head. It was as if he had changed from a boy to Greek God over the summer. His voice had deepened, he had gotten taller and broader and his hair was grown out from his previous buzz cut stage. I was only 14 and maybe just a delusional teenager, but I knew I was in love.
