Hello. Thank you for clicking on our story. It is the first one we're doing on here. To be honest, neither of us know much about Twilight, but we will do some research. We just have a mutual love of Ashley Greene, Kristen Stewart and Nikki Reed being the raging lesbians we are. Anyway, hope you enjoy the first chapter of Steel Bite
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight and all recognizable characters. This is indeed a poly story. So if you don't like lesbians or polyamorous relationships or futa simply click away. Sorry about all the mistakes.
Chapter 1: Wet Dreams and Tattoos
I stared at the ceiling in my room counting the cracks. Way too many. Looking over at my dresser I made a note of the time. 2:24 am. I'm not even tired yet. Sighing I turned on my side facing the window. The light from the moon peeked through the curtains. Getting out of bed, I made my way out onto the terrace. It was a bit cool out, standing in nothing but a ratty old t shirt and a pair of underwear.
It didn't matter. Nights like these were my favorites. Or mornings I should say. Leaning against the railing, I rested my hand on the palm of my hand. It was fairly quiet out except for the occasional car passing by. A cool wind blew by, blowing my hair into my face. Scrunching up my nose I made my way back into my room. Locking the terrace doors behind me. Reluctanly I made my way back into my bed. I stared at the ceiling for another hour before I finally drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring at 8 in the morning. Groaning, I rolled over and turned off the alarm. I climbed out of bed and made my way into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I cringed at what I saw. Under my eyes were puffy dark circles. Under my right eye were three scratch marks, and my lip was split. I sighed and went into my room to change. Going into my closet I changed into a pair of well worn and ripped black skinny jeans. A black batman tank top with a black button down over it. Batman converse, and a black beanie. Going over to the mirror I put in my gauges and my spider bites. Minus the stupid scars on my face, I look pretty hot.
Walking out into the kitchen I saw that my roomate made a pot of coffee. Pouring some into a cup, I grabbed my keys from a bowl on the counter and headed out. The cool air nipped at my finger tips. I unlocked my car door. My baby. A black on black shelby mustang. Starting her up, I listened to the engine hum before backing out of the driveway. I wish I didn't have to go to work today but no more sick days for me.
Once I got to the little plaza where work was, I parked in my usual spot and shut off the car. I made sure to lock the doors and set the alarm. I walked into the little tattoo parlor where I worked and went straight to the back.
"Ah fuck!" I heard coming from the storage room.
"Dropped the box again Lilian?" I asked as I poked my head into the room. Standing in the middle of the room with a bunch of old sketches was my long time friend Lilian. She was a short little asian girl. Maybe about 5'2. Her hair was cut into a skrillex type deal. The buzzed area was dyed blue. Her eyes are a hazel color. She had a lip ring the was currently pulled in between her teeth at the moment.
"You know...for drawings they sure are damn heavy." She turned to me scowling before her eyes widened. "Holy shit! What the fuck happened to you?!" And she has such a potty mouth.
"Carla and I got into an argument again." I shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. And it wasn't. Carla was my on again off again girlfriend. We argued a hell of a lot. Sometimes though it got physical. Well I would never hit her.
"Dammit Luna! You can't keep letting that crazy bitch walk all over you!" Lilian grabbed my chin and turned my face to the side. I rolled my eyes and moved around her to pick up the drawings.
"She doesn't walk all over me. Plus hitting her back wouldn't prove a damn thing."
"Jesus but it would feel so much better. Where are your metaphorical balls Luna?" Lilian said as she bent down to assist me.
"Probably in Carla's purse." I joked which earned a hit on the arm for me.
"Don't hit her Lili, she's probably not joking." I turned around and saw another one of my best friends. Lucas or Luke as he liked to be called. His dirty blond hair was styled into a messy fauxhawk. He was growing out a beard so there was a substantial amount of stuble there. He had a tattoo of a snake around his neck. I still to this day dont know what posessed him to get that.
"I don't know whether to thank you or slap you Luke, so I'll just go clean out front." I walked past him and he patted my shoulder. Grabbing a broom I walked out to the front of the parlor and began to sweep up. After I finished sweeping I sat at the counter reading a magazine with my feet propped up. It was about 15 minutes before someone came in to get a tattoo.
Now I love ink as much as the next guy but jeez. The guy who came in, his face was very nearly completely covered in tattoos. One that caught my eye was the tattoo on his neck that had a dotted line that was labeled 'cut here'. Lili and I exchanged looks before I spoke up.
"Morning dude. How can I help you today?"
He stared at me for a moment and then to Lilian before licking his gross chapped lips. He ran a hand over his stupid greasy mohawk before grinning. His teeth were strangely sharp. "I'm just browsing babe." Was his simple reply before he gave us another once over and left the shop.
"What the fuck was that?" Lilian asked next to me. I scrunched up my nose and stared out the door where the guy just left.
"I don't know. And I hate to say this but, something about him seemed familiar." As soon as the words left my mouth Luke came up to the counter and frowned at me.
"I really hope those aren't the type of people you spend your weekends with."
"I hang out with creepy bastards like you two all day though." They both glared at me at that comment. Throughout the day all sorts of...characters came in. one lady even wanted a picture of herself naked tattooed on her own side. Talk about vain.
My face was back in my magazine when the bell at the door jingled. I looked up and my eyes nearly popped out. 4 gorgeous women walked into the shop. 3 with dark hair and a blonde bombshell. One had short black hair styled a pixie cut. The other had caramel colored hair the was shoulder length. The third brunette had hair down to her waist and was tousseled as if she constantly ran her hands through it. My god. Did anyone else's pants get tight? They're all like fucking models or some shit.
"Look Luna. Your wet dream just walked into the door." Lili whispered into my ear. I swear they heard us because the four looked in our direction with smiles/smirks on their face.
I nudged Lilian away from me with my shoulder as they apporached the counter.
"How may I help you ladies?" I asked kindly.
"I'd like to get a tattoo." The ultra sexy brunette said.
"Alright. Can i get your name?" I pulled out the client book prepared to write down her name...and possibly number.
"Bella Cullen."
"Alright. I'm going to need your number for any follow ups that you may need." She nodded and gave me her number. After writing her number down (score!) I turned to her friends. "Any of you need anything done."
They all simply shooks their heads and followed me when I led Bella over to where I was going to do her tattoo.
"Alright. I'm assuming you know what you want." She nodded and pulled a folder from her bag and took out a drawing. It was a picture of a lion on a crest. Under it was the word 'Cullen'. Same as her last name. Must be a family name.
"I'd like this on my shoulder." I nodded and got to work with setting up the needle and ink machine.
"Sure you don't want a piercing? I think a lip ring would look real nice on you." I knew I was flirting, but damn I couldn't help myself. Carla and i were on another break anyway. Bella's face turned a lovely shade of pink. And her friends and I laughed at her expense. During the tattooing process we talked, and I learned that her friends also her roomates. There was Esme with the carmel hair. Alice with the pixie cut. Rosalie the blonde bombshell.
Once I was done, I wiped off the excess ink and coverd her tattoo. We all walked to the counter where she payed me.
"Alright. You can come back two weeks from now. And we can do a small touch up and add the colors you want." She nodded and smiled before they all headed out. I blew out a breath of air and leaned back in my seat.
"I don't know how you managed to be in a room with all of them. Someone's bones would have definitely been jumped."Lilian commented as she came and sat on the counter. Honestly she's right.
"God Lili I don't know either." I leaned forward and rested my chin in the palm of my hand. Lilian and I talked for a bit longer, seeing as we didn't have anymore customers.
"Hey I'm going to the coffee shop, you ladies need anything?" Lucas grabbed his coat off the rack as he walked up to the front of the store.
"Just get us the usual. Thanks Lu." Lilian waved a dismissive hand at him and he rolled he eyes before heading out the door. I stood up and headed to the back, mumbling a quick 'gotta pee'. After doing my business I walked back up to the front, wiping the rest of the water on my jeans. Stupid hand dryers...
"Luna look who just fucking walked in!" Lilian whisper yelled to me. My eyes followed the direction of her finger, and in the corner looking over some of my newer tattoo ideas was Carla. "The hell does she want?"
"I'm not sure." I mumbled before walking over to Carla. She cut her hair last night apparently because it is now shoulder length, instead of the mid back it usually is. She also added red highlights to her jet black hair. Her piercing green eyes stared at my approaching form.
"Baby! I'm so sorry!" Carla jumped on my, nearly breaking my ribs in a hug. Her face was pressed against my chest on account of her being a few inches shorter than myself. I awkwardly pat her back as Lilian shot her a glare over her shoulder.
"It's fine...really." I told her half-heartedly. She looked up at me and pulled her full bottom lip in between her teeth. This was a side I hadn't seen of her before. She looked almost...vulnerable. Her eyes shone with tears threatening to spill out at the slightest movement. I hugged her to my chest shushing her quietly. I walked us to the back room.
"I'm..- god I'm a fucking mess." She sniffled and ran her palms over her eyes, trying to rid herself of the evidence of tears.
"What's going on Car?" My heart actually ached seeing her like this. The usually outspoken, high strung, and extremely opinionated latina that I knew was gone, replaced by a quiet, mousy and nervous one.
"I've just been thinking about alot of things lately. Namely about how much of a shit girlfriend I've been to you. I'm so tired of being a bad person Luna. So tired of treating you like shit because I can't get myself together. I...I have something I need to tell you." Her fingers moved nervously in her lap, before reaching into her bag. She produced a small orange container and gave it to me, before looking down at floor.
I looked over the bottle. It was a perscription bottle with her name on it. In bold letters was written 'Lexapro'... I was actually speechless. Of course it made sense now. The mood swings and random zoning out.
"How long have you had these Car?"
"About 4 months." My furrowed eyebrows must have showed my confusion. She continued, "I hadn't been taking them. I wanted to prove that I could be normal, function normally without that help of these goddam drugs. Instead it just fucked everything up. I fucked everything up with my pig-headedness." her voice trailed off at the end. She hadn't looked up at me yet.
"Carla, you could have just talked to me about it. I wouldn't have...I don't think any less of you. I'm not upset either...just a little hurt." I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. Her bottom lip trembled slightly. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers in a tender kiss. She returned it with unsure lips. I pulled back and rested my forhead against hers.
"I'm sorry Luna." Smiling I leaned back and pinched her nose fondly. Something familiar between the two of us. It had the desired affect and she smiled softly.
"Stop apologizing Car." We were silent for a moment before I glanced quickly at the clock. "Shouldn't you be at work right now?"
She nodded her head and wiped her eyes with her shirt sleeves."Yeah I should but I had to get that off my chest." I nodded and we walked back up to the front where Lili proceeded to try and burn a hole in Carlas head with her eyes.
"Well uh...I'll talk to you later I guess." I awkwardly rubbed the back of my head as she nodded and bit her lip. I leaned forward and gave her a chaste kiss.
"Is it cool if a stop by your place later?" I nodded and she smiled and left just as Lucas came in.
"Was that the frigid bitch I just saw?" Lucas gestured over his shoulder, both hands full.
"Guys stop. Really she's not a bad person."
"Bullshit. She is a fucking terrible person. What will it take for you to get that through your thick skull Luna?" Lilian moved from her spot on the front counter and approached me with her hands planted firmly on her hips.
I rolled my eyes and went back to my seat as a customer walked in. I gave them a polite smile and proceeded to write down their information. Lilian scowled at her being ignored. It was another busy day at the shop for me and I was pretty glad when the day was over.
Hope you guys don't mind the harsh language, but we are actually extremely potty mouthed. Also, hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Feedback is much appreciated.