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Hello, people! I've got a new chapter for you. I apologize for the long wait and also for the short chapter. I got caught up with school stuff but I hope you enjoy....

Previously:

Is he fucking serious?!

He opened the door and shouted from outside. "Knock when you remember!"

And then I heard a click.

What. The. Fuck?!

He had me locked from the outside.

That. Fucking. Bastard!

Chapter 2: Bruises and Body Shots

I screeched and threw whatever what my hand managed to grab first to the wall. I heard a loud crash, so I tilted my head and found out it was an alarm clock.

Seriously, what man would leave a woman who was practically begging him to stick his dick into her cunt? I felt rage spread through my body. I wasn't normally a physically violent person, but right now, I just wanted to hit him until he fucked me senseless.

I closed my eyes to calm my still ragged breathing. I eased my fists out of their death grip on the sheets and fanned myself. I was seriously horny, and seriously angry. I got out of bed, stark naked, and headed to a door that appeared to be the en suite bathroom. I entered and stood right under the hood of the shower then turned the knob.

"Jesus Christ!" I screeched, as I frantically turned the knob of the shower into the opposite direction. The water was freakishly cold. I adjusted the temperature so that it wouldn't be arctic cold anymore.

I stood in the middle of the shower, letting the water cascade down my body.

"Ouch!" There was a mild sting on my back. I was pretty sure that it was raw skin so I reached over and tried to locate the area. My hand ran over horizontal line bumps that extended across my back. Below it were scratches, some on both my ass cheeks, and some at the back of my thigh. From what I felt, I probably got scraped by a rough wall or the edge of a table. Or both. Sigh.

I finished washing my body and shampooing my hair. I moved out of the shower and took the white towel hanging from the rack. As I headed out of the bathroom, I caught my reflection from the full length mirror. I moved closer to it, dropping my towel on the floor along the way.

What the hell? I gasped. I had bruises. Purplish bruises. In different sizes. Both sides of my hips had three finger-like bruises. My neck was covered with smaller ones, as well as across my stomach. My thigh, my inner thigh, had small bruise-like marks which interestingly looked like bite marks— the same marks also found near the base of my throat and my left breast.

Shit. I looked like I stepped out of an alien ship. I poked the bruise from the side of my hip. Ouch. I winced slightly as I saw the bruise turn from purple to white and then back to purple when I removed my hand. From the looks of it, I'd have to double the amount of turtleneck outfits I had in my closet. I had to be fucking wrapped like a monk.

I sighed for what had to be the umpteenth time and moved back to the bed, not even bothering to put on some clothing. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on remembering what happened last night instead of my throbbing and hung over head.

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"Look, Alice, I don't think this is such a good idea." I tried to refuse my friends as they relentlessly tried to persuade me into stepping on the dance floor.

"Aw, Bella..." Alice pouted. "Don't be such a kill joy! You only turn 25 once!"

I rolled my eyes and answered, "Yes, I only turn 25 once but I'd like to have that number go up, thankyouverymuch." I wasn't trying to be a kill joy but I was beginning to feel the booze kick in. And trust me when I say I was pretty much non-functional and highly uncoordinated when I'm drunk.

"Bella, Bella, Bella..." Alice shook her head. "Might I remind you that we had managed to kidnap you all the way to Vegas? We can pretty much do anything..." She smiled wickedly.

"She's right. And if Alice's small frame can't drag your ass out of that chair, I sure can." My other best friend, Rosalie stood up from her chair and grabbed both my arms. Next thing I knew, I was out on the dance floor dancing with the girls, hopefully not making a fool of myself.

Lady GaGa's 'I Like It Rough' came up and we giggled like mad women, and I, being the ultimate klutz, stumbled over my own feet and hit someone. The impact sent us both stumbling to the nearest booth. I quickly stood up to apologize but I only managed to trip over something again. Fortunately, the man who I bumped into caught my waist and steadied me up.

"No need to fall for me again," the man chuckled. His strong arms were still on my waist and his eyes were staring into mine. Holy shit He was absolutely my McDreamy. His eyes were like hypnotic orbs sucking me closer and closer to him... I was completely sure I was ogling at his lips but I didn't care. And I was also sure that I was completely and utterly drunk right now because I was soo ready to make out with a complete, albeit, hot stranger. Whose hands already slipped from my waist to my ass, by the way.

"Hey, Cullen!" A booming voice brought us out of our staring contest. The hands around my waist disappeared and I straightened my dress. The hand moved back but this time, it ghosted over the small of my back.

"Bella!" Alice appeared in sight with a tall body builder looking man. Alice turned to macho man and asked "Is this him?"

Macho man nodded. He stepped into the light and I saw his face. Ookay... Now I was going to calling him McSteamy. It was unbelievable that those two pieces of hot meat were friends. But then again, Alice and Rose WERE friends.

"Come, Bells... and Bella's friend." Alice reached for my arm and began dragging me elsewhere. "We're doing body shots!"

As soon as we got to the bar, Alice produced two sets of three pieces of straws. Whoever got the same length of straws would be partnered for the body shots.

"And since you're the birthday girl, Isabella," Alice bounced with excitement. "You're going first!!! Yay!"

Ugh. I hated going first and I hated body shots but as soon as my partner stepped forward. I lost my train of thought.

Hellooo, McFuckMe.

I wondered why everybody laughed.

Gosh, I had said that aloud, hadn't I?

I absolutely had to stop my obsession with Grey's Anatomy.

Aww.. no sexy time? well, you'd have to wait for the next chapter for that which will probably come up next week... so don't sent virtual daggers towards me, k lovelies?

Also, please read my one-shot story, Of Lust Filled Shoots and Tantric Chairs. Tell me what you think 'cause I have an unfinished follow up chapter but I don't know where to take that story or whether I'd even continue it... so inputs are very much appreciated.

And one last thing.... I'm in need of a super beta.. as in one who can keep up with my insanities and OC tendencies so if you know one, or you are one, I'd appreciate it if you PM me..

Thanks... :)

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