A/N Hello my beautiful followers, thank you so much for all the great comments and for still following this story even after all the "minor" changes I have made...okay so by minor I mean major but I'm a writer with serious perfection issues. I have to give a special shout out to one amazing follower. This person has been with my story from when it had no follows and when Edward was not a wrestler but a Vampire, so give it up for A True Wolf. Thank you so much for your amazing support. I also have to thank my ever so lovely and beautiful friend/beta Dailable. She is rocking and this chapter would never have been finished if not for her cooky ideas. Anyway on to reviews,

Mrt123: i think you made a choice i liked the first chapter but i found the next two boring so i can't wait to read the new one's. I'm glad you think so, I was worried I'd have some pissed off readers. I just didn't like the way I wrote it...seemed cheesy and too fast.

myhubbyissoedward: Please write more soon! I'm writing it right now. I'm glad you liked it so much. Makes me want to write till my fingers bleed. *grins*

Disclaimer: I do not own nor have I ever owned Twilight or it's characters. The only part of this I own is the awesome idea...okay i partially own the idea, but anyway onwards!


I feel the warmth of his body against mine, the feel of his hand on my face and I smile leaning into him breathing in the smell of his….perfume?

"Bella! Bella! Hey wake the fuck up, I so do not want to kiss you!"

I feel a sharp pain go across my left cheek as if someone had slapped me and I snap my eyes open to see Alice crouching above me with a repulsed expression.

"Did you slap me!?"

"You were about to rape me, I was defending myself!"

"I was not going to rape you, stop being such a drama queen."

I stand, feeling the blood rush to my head as well as the memory of Edward pulling me against him, showing his obvious want for me.

I slowly spin, looking around, watching all the people file out the door. Was it a memory or just a strange fantasy?

"Alice, did you see me fall?"

"No but when I walked out here there was a lady standing over you, she told me she watched you trip on the crack and smash your head."

Did I imagine the whole thing?

"Did she say she saw anyone else?"

"No...she said you were alone. Bella did you see someone else?"

I touch my ear, part of me insisting I could still feel the warmth of his breath. I shake off the thought, looking over at a confused Alice.

"Bella? You okay, you're kind of acting crazy. Did you see someone else with you?"

"Hm, no of course not. Lets go, I'm tired and my head hurts."

She looks at me for a second, searching my face for something, I give her a big smile reassuring her I'm fine.

She then giggles and walks over to me, "Oh you big baby," slapping my ass as she walks by and laughs as I squeak and rub at it.

The whole ride to Alice's I stay quiet, allowing her to rave and rant about the so called epic fights.

"You missed out on so much when you left Bella, I mean, you stayed for the best but still you missed out on some good stuff."

I nod and mhm in the right places but my mind wanders to the memory/fantasy of Edward. Maybe my sexual drive for this man was so high that as I was falling my brain just gave me what I wanted.

I'm officially going crazy, and not that cool crazy, like the one everyone loves you for because you're entertaining. No I'm the real deal, the loony bin, straight jacket and all. Next thing you know I'll be walking around whispering that I see dead people.

I drop Alice off, flashing more fake smiles and reassuring her that I am in fact not crazy. While every sign was pointing me straight to the loony bin. Either my acting skills were better this time around or she was so hyped up on sexual hormones that she didn't see straight through me.

The drive home was uneventful save for a random car following me for eight blocks. I look in my mirror to find a black SUV riding my ass. I mumble a couple curse words to myself and keep driving, speeding up a SUV speeds up, moving even closer, who the hell is this ass?

A shiver runs down my spine as I start to wonder if this freak was following me. I turn at a light before my street and try losing them. This is so much easier in the movies, no matter how many turns I take they still ride my ass. Finally I slam on my breaks at an intersection, gripping the steering wheel, getting ready for impact.

I hear brakes screech behind me, I look in my mirror and see they stopped right before hitting me. Looking behind only to see a silhouette of a figure in the darkness illuminated by the street lights, I hear the engine rev. I tense again waiting for a collision, the tires screech as the car moves in...reverse? It swerves and spins, halling ass around me, turning the corner fast enough to almost tip the car.

I release the breath I hadn't realized I had been holding, what was with people today? I was an average looking female with a boring ass life? There would be no reason to follow me or want me in anyway.

I sit there for a couple minutes before checking all my mirrors and heading home, dead-bolting the door right after I sprint inside. To third party viewers I probably looked like a complete crazy person, stumbling and tripping up the stairs and pulling my door open like the zombie apocalypse was right on my ass.

After I'm safely in my house I run ,swinging my arms around, god only knows why, checking that all the windows are shut securely. Only settling down when all the curtains are shut and the every entrance is locked. I then run to my closet taking out my bat and sitting on the ground by my room ready for anything.

An hour passes, looking at the clock to see it's one in the morning and I start to doze off, my head landing on the bat a few times, before finally giving in.

My dream consists of a bat, raging zombies, and my bad ass self defeating them all, smashing faces left and right. I'm tearing the town apart saving mankind, being a hero and shit. I round a corner, walking down a dark alley, even though all the scary movies in the whole world basically teach you to never do so, and see one lone zombie in the corner.

It isn't moving, even when I get close enough to touch it still does not move. A shiver goes down my spine, warning me off but I move closer. I reach my hand out just about to touch it...

A loud beeping noise sounds from behind me, jerking me awake so abruptly that I smack myself in the face with the bat.

"Shit! Gosh dammit! Piece of butt!" I jump up and start bouncing around holding my eye, feeling it throb like it's going to pop out at any moment.

The beeping from my alarm clock still sounds away, making my head pound. I stumble into my room, still holding my eye to ensure it stays in my skull. The beeping stops as I slam my hand down on the off button. Still half blind I head to my bathroom stubbing my baby toe on the door jam.

"Son of a bitch, sucking monkey balls!"

I let go of my eye only to grab my poor red baby toe hopping around only to end up face planting into my bed. A muffled scream is heard throughout the apartment as I mourn the loss of feeling in my baby toe.

I lay there for another couple minutes, feeling my eye, and now toe, throb. This was not going to be a good day.


A/N I hope this chapter turned out better than the previous two I had, I still have no idea where I'm going with this so bare with me. Reviews are greatly appreciated so push that button down below and leave me some comments. Don't be shy, I wont bite...Edward might *holds off Edward* but I'll hold him off as long as I can.