A/N: Hello Everyone! Thanks for trying out this story! I've been reading a lot of stories with these two paired up, and I really enjoy them. I hope I did it justice.
The story is set in New Moon, after Jacob comes down with 'mono.'
Bella never had hallucinations of Edward. He left and she was destroyed, spent most of the time in her bedroom crying over her loss. I'll fill in more back story later!
Enjoy!
I could not sit in the house anymore. It was Friday night, what did normal teenagers do on Friday nights?
I can't even call Jake because he doesn't want me either. Someone has to want me, I can't be completely unwanted... can I?
That's it. I'm going out to find someone who will want me.
I took special pains after my shower to dry and straighten my hair. I needed a change. I decided I wanted bangs, so I cut them. Hmm, I guess I can make decisions.
I quickly applied makeup and dug out the shortest dress I owned. I had no idea where this sudden burst of confidence came from, but I wasn't going to question it.
One hour later I was finished. My hair was straight and I had thick wispy bangs that hung right above my eyebrows. I loved them. I was dressed in a short black dress and even decided to wear heels. But I threw a pair of tennis in the truck just in case.
I slowly walked downstairs so I didn't kill myself in the heels. Charlie was working late so I wrote him a quick note.
Dad,
I'm going out tonight. I'll be careful, I promise. Don't wait up.
Love you
Bella
I was out the door and in my truck driving to Port Angeles before I could chicken out. I had no idea where I was going. A bar? A club? Did Port Angeles even have under 21 clubs? Unlikely.
Did I dare trying to get into a bar? I could feel my face heating up just thinking about trying to flirt my way in.
I drove through the streets of Port Angeles a while until I saw a little bar that seemed like it would be easy to get into without an ID.
Way to be a criminal, Bella.
I parked about a block away and sat in my truck. I was going to just go home until I saw a group of people that looked younger than me walk in. I waited a few seconds and when they didn't get thrown out I figured if they could get in I could too.
I confidentially walked up to the bar, put my hand on the handle, and lost every ounce of confidence I had.
Oh my God! What am I doing? I turned on my heel and ran smack into a man's chest.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" I babbled at him. I knew my face was bright red.
He chuckled. "You leaving so soon?" he asked me.
I looked at his flat grey eyes and giggled. My confidence was apparently returning. I decided then and there that I wasn't going to be clumsy, immature, blush-at-everything Bella tonight. I was going to be confident, sexy, and twenty-one.
"Nope, just getting some fresh air," I even tried to look up at him from below my long lashes. I turned around quickly, latching onto the door handle once more. "Come on," I told him over my shoulder. "I'll let you buy me a drink."
Once inside we sauntered up to the bar, he ordered two bottles of beer and handed one to me. I thanked him and took a drink.
It was surprisingly not bad, it tasted like water and vinegar, but I could handle it. I took a few more rapid sips hoping the alcohol would help me hold on to my confidence.
Two beers and three shots later, I decided I wanted to try my hand at karaoke.
Michael, the mystery man who has been supplying my drinks, came over to me and put his hands on my thighs, walking up between my legs. My short dress was starting to rise up as he stood between my knees.
I put my hands on his chest to tell him to back off, but instead blurted out that it was my turn to sing.
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