A/N: Ok, so this is my second fanfic. I had an idea like this for awhile, and after reading Cigarette Burns by Daddy's Little Cannibal (she's under Favorite Authors on my profile, if you want to check it out), I decided to write this. It gave me some inspiration, along with Twilight of course, the whole scene in which Edward tells Bella she's his type of heroin… But anyways, here it is.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight; Stephenie Meyer owns those rights. Neither do I own Cigarette Burns.
Chapter One
The party, the party. Everyone had been talking about the party. And now, against all logic, I was here. I didn't want to come in the first place, but Jessica, knowing how wild she could get, wanted to come and I didn't want to leave her in the clutches of those who would not be of sober mind. She said that it wouldn't hurt if I went too, after the whole thing with Jacob. So, here I was, sitting on a couch squished between two crack heads, Eric and Ben.
"Ah, man. You don't cut it up like that. Here, give me the razor." Eric held out his hand for Ben to hand over the tiny razor, but he kept it away. "I said give me the razor." Ben held it away, but Eric was adamant and he reached over me, practically tumbling into my lap to get it. When he finally snatched it away, his attention was back on the mound of coke on the table.
He was so close to it, I thought he wanted to see the atoms in the coke. Druggies were interesting.
I made a move to get up. I wasn't going to sit here any longer. Besides, I had already put up with three hours of this and I thought this was sufficient time for Jessica to get the dose of partying she wanted. But as I stood up, Ben stretched his hand out in front of me.
"Where are you going?" He asked, his eyes were glazed over. I didn't know he was conscious I was there.
"I'm going home."
He laughed. "Bella, please. Ride with us."
I scrunched my eyebrows, confused. Did he just ask me to have a- no. "I need to take Jess home."
Eric was sitting back now, his arm outstretched on the couch. He handed over a straw to Ben and one to me. I handed it back. "I don't snort."
Eric gave me a lazy smile. "One time won't hurt. Besides it'll take your mind off of Jacob."
Was the whole world in on what had happened? How he had just left me, no explanation just a "Bella, I can't be with you anymore" and he walks off. I hadn't seen him for a whole month. I didn't know if he had moved because he didn't return my calls. And when I had went to see if he had been home, Billy told me wasn't there. He didn't elaborate if he was gone for awhile, or if he had left indefinitely. Just a "Jacob isn't here" and then the chipped, white front door was slammed in my face.
What had I done? It was the question I had asked myself over and over. What had I done?
"Bella?"Eric's voice pulled me out of my reverie. And like that, I was angry. Angry at everyone. At Jess, for being the reason for coming here, at Jacob, at Billy, at Charlie who didn't understand. Who told me to just quit thinking about Jacob. That the pain would go away sooner or later.
I took the straw from Eric's hand, and waited for Ben to take the first hit.
End of Chapter One
A/N: So what did you think? Review, that way I know whether it's worthwhile to continue it. And no, it's not going in the same direction as Cigarette Burns. :-)
