Author's Notes: I am not Stephanie Meyer. This doesn't equal 1% of how amazing her writing is.

This fanfic is LOOSELY based off of the show on SHOWTIME, Diary of a Call Girl.

Any music or lyrics in the words below are not mine. They belong to band and the name of the band will be placed at the bottom of the page, if any are used.

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"Bells!" hollered a voice as I heard my door open. What the hell? I jerked myself out of bed and walked down the steps to see who was coming in. Edward. Shit. I looked around fast, making sure that nothing obvious was laying out. No vibrators or anything. I searched through the couch and then stood up when I heard his foot steps. When he appeared in the hallway, he stared at me. His lips quirked into a crooked smile and then licked his lips. He was wearing some faded jeans, a dark gray t shirt, and his leather jacket. "Hey Bells."

"Hey Edward. How the hell did you get in here?" I asked in a frenzy.

His eyes continued to travel my body as he spoke, "Door was open." I looked down and noticed that I had on my camisole. Shit. I grabbed a pillow from the bed and held it over my breasts as he continued. "And what did I tell you about locking that god damn door?"

I rolled my eyes, "Thanks Dad. Let me go change." I heard Edward chuckle as I left to go upstairs and into my room.

When I got to my room, I sighed. That shit was too close. I had to be more careful, locking my door, cleaning up..and putting on some clothing. I walked to the closet and grabbed out something Bella and proceeded to get dressed. Running a comb through my hair, I heard Edward downstairs walking around. "SNOOP!" I yelled out and then chuckled, hearing the noise stop.

I returned back to the kitchen and saw him looking down at the kitchen table, sitting. He looked deep in thought, "Edward?"

His head shot up and smiled, "Hey. You ready?"

I nodded and grabbed my coat and purse and then walked to the door, followed by Edward. After a whole discussion about locking my door, I locked the door and proceeded to the elevator.

"Edward!" Mrs. D yelled out.

Edward chuckled and walked over to the door, smiling, "Hey Mrs. D, thank you for the cookies. The department loved them."

I walked over to Mrs. Dubose's door as I watched Edward place one arm on the door frame and leaned into the door. "Oh Edward. Thank you dear."

"Hey Mrs. D," I whispered and looked down the hall, trying to make it look like Edward's stance didn't turn me on.

"Hello dear," she said as she began a conversation with Edward about needing to get her tub fixed. Edward offered to fix it for her for free and I watched as she practically dry humped his leg at the door.

"We gotta go Mrs. D," I said to her, grabbing Edward's arm and pushing him toward the elevator.

"Oh okay. Bye dearies!" she yelled out, closing her door. When we were safe distance from her door, Edward snorted out a chuckle which began our laughter that lasted until we got to the Volvo. I tossed Edward the keys and slid into the passenger side.

It looked so right for Edward to be behind the wheel of the Volvo again. "I need to call Emmett," I said as I put on my seat belt and Edward brought the Volvo into reverse.

"Why?" He looked at me quizzical as he began to drive out of the lot.

"Tell him that his brother has a cougar after him."

"Shut up. I swear to God."

"What Cullen? What are you going to do?"

Edward looked at me and then the road, heading over to Port Angeles. He shrugged and turned the station, "I don't know, but you'll regret it."

Shaking with laughter, Edward continued to drive to Port Angeles, reminding me of highschool.

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"Why the hell did you go out with that asshole, Bella?" said Edward as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. His knuckles were pure white and his normally green eyes, black with rage.

I stuttered, "I-I-" Edward looked over at me and then back at the road, "You could have been killed, Bella."

"You don't think I know that Edward?"

He shot his black eyes over at me and sighed, "Where the fuck did Tyler run off to?" His eyes began to peel the deserted area around the Volvo, searching for Tyler.

Tyler had been the very first guy I'd accepted a date with. He'd been captain of the basketball team at Forks. His rock hard body made any girl melt. And when he asked me out, I, of course, said yes. More like screamed it. Edward hated that I was going out with him, saying he was a bad guy. That was when I started defying my best friend. I told him that I wasn't going to go out with Tyler, and I did.

We had a nice dinner, some Italian restaurant in Port Angeles with my name in it. He then proceeded to take me home, but stopped in an empty lot.

"What are we doing, Tyler?" I asked, looking around with a smile.

He looked over at me and placed one hand at my head rest and licked his lips, "I heard something about you, Swan."

"What?" I asked, turning toward him and leaning against the door.

"I heard about your mother and her..uh, occupation."

I felt my eyes narrowed, "What the fuck is it to you?"

"You aren't like her?" He asked as his hand slipped from the stick shift and to my thigh which was covered with jeans. I slapped his hand away and growled, angry, "Take me home Tyler."

Tyler didn't answer anything, his hand came back to my thigh and continued to slide up. Slapping his hand, I began to fight with him. Why hadn't I listened to Edward? Fuck. I grabbed the handle to the door and pulled, but nothing. It was locked. Tyler leaned over the console and planted his nasty lips to my jaw, "Come on Bella. You know you want it."

But before I could even do anything, Tyler was being yanked out of his seat and on to the pavement of the lot we were in.

"Edward," I breathed as I looked at my best friend, huffing and growling like an animal.

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We pulled up to the furniture shop and headed inside. "What kind of book case are you looking for Edward?" I asked as we entered through the small wooden door, hearing a jiggle of the bells. It was a cute little shop, cozy. Warm wood surrounded us along with small couches and bedside tables. Edward walked a little further in and was met with an elderly woman who worked there.

"Hello," he said to her, completely ignoring my question. I didn't take it to heart.

"Hello," she repeated back to him with a nod, "what can I help you with?"

Edward smiled briefly before looking around, "Oh, I'm fine. I was just looking for a new bookcase." He began to wonder through the aisles and toward the back of the store. I ran my fingers through my hair and closed my eyes, walking over to one of the couches.

It was cute. A love seat. Leather and red. God, I loved red, but blue was my favorite. I plopped down on the love seat and heard my phone beep. It was Alice. Just a text though..thank God.

A: Morning babe :D

I chuckled at my best friend, well, my best friend that was a girl.

B: Morning. I'm furniture shopping.

A: With who?

B: Edward.

A: Oh. Bow chicka wow wow. -starts porn scene-

B: Ugh. Shut up Alice! :P It's not like that.

A: Sure. So what time are we shopping.

B: Whenever I get done with Edward. I'll text you.

A: 'Kay girl.

"Bells," hollered Edward from the back of the store. I stood up and put my phone in my jeans pocket and on silent that way Edward wouldn't get curious by the sounds of my phone. I walked through the aisles of furniture, looking for Edward. When I saw him, he was running his fingers along a book case.

It was small, but not too small. The wood was a rich red wood and smooth. "Edward, it's beautiful," I whispered, walking over toward him to touch the book case.

"Yeah. It is. I think it'd be good in my bedroom. What do you think?" He turned his head to look at me, but I continued to look at the bookcase, running my fingers over the warm wood.

I began to imagine Edward's bedroom and then placed the bookcase against the wall..by the window? No. By his bed. I nodded, "Yeah. That would fit perfectly." I traced the rings in the wood as Edward and I both stared at it. Before I even could realize it, Edward's hands began to cover mine, tracing the contours. I looked up at him and he looked down at me. His chest was falling softly and deeply. I felt my lips part and then captured my bottom lip in between my teeth.

"Find something you like?" asked the elderly woman. I blinked and looked away from Edward's tantalizing gaze, looking at the book case once again.

"Yes, I did," I heard Edward say.

The elderly woman stepped forward and looked at the case, "Good choice. Shall I ring it up for you Mr. Cullen?"

I looked at the woman once again and then back down, working my way through the aisle and back to the safety of the open area in the front. I needed air. What the hell just happened? I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair once again. When I removed my hands from my hair, I looked outside and smiled. "Jasper?"

I walked to the door and slipped outside, the rain misting my hair. "Jazz?"

Jasper's small body, yet muscular topped with disarray of blonde hair turned toward me. "Bells?"

"Hey!" I walked across the street to meet him, hugging him. "What are you doing here?"

"I had a Gig at a coffee shop this morning," he said as he shrugged and allowing me to notice him carrying his guitar. "What are you doing in Port Angeles?"

Smirking, I pointed to the furniture shop, "Your brother wanted to buy a bookcase and needed my assistance. I swear, I'm surprised he can get dressed without me."

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you did help him with that," said Jasper, smiling like he knew something I didn't.

I shook my head and narrowed my eyes before looking over my shoulder at the shop, seeing Edward paying for the book case. "Well, I gotta go, Bells. I'll call you later okay?"

I turned back to Jasper and smiled, hugging him once again, "Yes. Please. You should come over and I can make you something. Or we can see a movie."

Jasper nodded, "I'd love that. I'll call you when I get done at work." I nodded and then watched him continue to his car and drive off.

As I walked back across the street, Edward came out, folding a piece of paper in his hands, "Who was that?"

"Jasper."

Edward looked down the street and shook his head, "I'm going to kill that bastard. Not saying hi."

"He was going to work," I told Edward as I reached for the door of the passenger side. Edward unlocked the car and then walked around the car, joining me inside the dry. He stretched his arms over his head and then yawned. "You need to go back to bed," I murmured to him.

He nodded, "I know." With that, he started the car and began to drive back toward Seattle.

The drive back was quiet, only the sounds of Edward's musical hands playing the melody on the steering wheel. I watching him in amazement like she did everything he did something with music. Edward wanted to be a musician in highschool, that is until his parents died. I rarely saw him play after, when he came to the Cullens. I saw him once, in the school's music room, but he didn't know I was watching.

"So what are you going to do when you get home Bells?" asked Edward, bringing me back to reality.

I took my eyes off of his hands and looked to his face as he stared at the road, "Probably go shopping with a friend."

"Anyone I know?"

"No, I met her at work," I whispered, knowing Edward thought I was a librarian. And I was, just not everyday.

"Ah, cool. What's for dinner?" asked Edward as he looked out the mirror and merged into the next lane, getting on the exit to Forks.

"Chicken Parmesan."

He smiled and licked his lips, "I can't wait."

"Please sleep though, Edward. You need it."

"I know, I know. I will," he said as he drove down my street and turned into the apartment's parking garage. When the Volvo was parked, I grabbed the handle of my door, but Edward was already there, opening my door. I smiled and stepped outside, turning to look for his cruiser.

"Night Bells," he said as he handed me the Volvo's keys and smiled. His green eyes stared at mine as I waited for him to say what he really wanted to. I can tell he wanted to say something else, but he never did. He gave a nod as he began walking backwards to his car.

"Night Edward," I said a little confused why he was acting so weird. Normally, Edward would say whatever came to his brain about whatever. I looked back at him as he turned to walk to the cruiser and gasped. Could he know about my secret? I went over my situation in my head. No. There was no way. I was completely safe, how could he possibly know?

Just as I asked myself that question, my phone began to vibrate. I stepped inside my apartment building and dug out my phone: ALICE!

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"BITCH!" hollered a small, cute voice. Alice.

I chuckled and stood up from the couch as she walked into the living room. Her spiky black hair was perfect for her pale complexion. Her curvy hips were put into faded jeans and she was wearing a white shirt with a black vest. "Hey babe. What's up?"

Alice walked over to hug me lightly and then she pulled back smiling, "So what are we shopping for today?"

"Well, I need something for the Newton wedding-"

"And I need something for that as well."

"Yes. And I also need something else for my next client, Jacob."

"Like what?" asked Alice as she walked toward my bedroom, heading for the closet. She looked at Bella's side and smiled to me, but then looked toward Scarlett's, going over the possibilities.

"He wants a schoolgirl/teacher thing. I told him to come in a sweater vest and some nice pants."

Alice nodded and then looked out of the closet at me, "What do you need?"

"I need some more knee highs, for sure. My last client practically tore them from my legs," I began to giggle, "I also wanted to get a pair of those fake glasses."

Alice nodded, walking from the closet, "I like it."

"Good. And I have no idea what to get for Mike's wedding."

"We'll have to look around."

Alice and I walked to the door and down to the parking garage, making sure we had everything. Purses. Phones. Credit Cards. When we were sure, we climbed into the Volvo and started toward downtown Seattle. 'Bittersweet Symphony' by the Verve came on as we hit the highway, making me smile. This was mine and Edward's graduation song.

We were in love with Cruel Intentions, me more so Ryan Philippine and him Sarah Michelle Gellar. I chuckled, remembering when we were seniors, Edward went out and bought a pair of sunglasses just like Philippine's character, claiming he looked just as badass. I was so glad when I got him to take them back and buy a pair of Raybans instead. Those were his sunglasses; he looked amazing in them.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing. Just thinking about Edward and I in highschool."

Alice turned toward me and smiled, "Tell me about him. I know he's your best friend..well, besides me, but I don't really know him," said Alice as she turned down the Verve.

"Well, what do you want to know?" I asked, unsure what I should tell her.

"How'd you meet him?"

"I met him in highschool. His parents were friends with my other friends parents."

"What?"

I laughed, "I grew up with my friends Emmett and Jasper, Jasper was adopted. And Emmett's girlfriend, Rosalie. Edward's parents were friends with Jasper and Ememtt's parents."

Alice smiled, "Oh. Okay, so what? Did Edward and his parents move to Forks?"

I looked down, suddenly growing a bit sad, "Uh. No. Edward's parents were murdered when he was 16 and the Cullen's adopted him."

"Wow. That's so sad. Did they ever-"

"No. They didn't. That's why Edward wanted to be a cop. He wants to find the person who did it."

Alice looked at me and then at her hands, "That's admirable."

"It is. He's my best friend."

"Do you have a picture of him?"

I smiled, of course I did. I grabbed out my phone and showed her the picture of me and Edward huddled close. He was acting like a gangster when he were shopping once. He had his hat to the side and some shades on. I was leaning back with my peace sign up, wearing his Raybans and 'Aerosmith' shirt.

"Oh my god," Alice laughed out as she handed me my phone back.

By that time, we were pulling up to 'Jenny's Pink Tool Box' the place where Alice and I got our 'supplies'. We stepped out the of the Volvo and into the store, smiling as the co-owner came up and smiled, "Scarlett. Mary. Nice to see you ladies again." Alice and I smiled to each other and hugged, Margaret, the co-owner.

"Hey babe," whispered Alice as she began to talk to Margaret. I began to shop for things that would make Jacob Black excited. I grabbed some new knee highs and some of those pair of glasses that didn't have any lenses in them. Alice joined me a bit after that, looking at some blue dildo.

"What do you need that for, Mary?" I asked her, using her fake name.

"You never know," she merely responded, buying it and getting it bagged.

Once we got our supplies, we headed toward the mall to look for something nice to wear to the wedding. "Mike's a client, right?" asked Alice as she looked at this fitted black pencil skirt.

"Was."

"Right. Marriage."

I nodded as I held up this dark blue flowing dress. It came into a low V neck line and had a fake diamond holding the bodice together. Alice smiled and nodded, "Get that. It's adorable." Without a thought, I went up to the cashier and paid for the dress. She was right; it was adorable. Alice ended up buying his fitted black dress that hugged her hips perfectly.

When we were back in the Volvo, Alice cleared her throat, "Hey Bella. Do you think you'll ever tell Edward?"

I looked over at her and then back to the road. Would I? I didn't know. "I don't know, honestly, Alice. I'm terrified."

"Of what?"

"That he'll leave me. That he won't ever want to talk to me again. That he'll think I'm disgusting." Those were my true feelings, but I would never admit them. Did I hate myself this much to sell myself to a man for money? Did Alice feel this way? Or was I alone? And a freak? Her small hand caressed my arm as she reached over and kissed my forehead.

"Do you want me to stay over tonight?" asked Alice as she sat back down. I nodded, Jake wasn't coming until tomorrow and I needed a friend. And Edward wasn't the person. I knew if I saw him..I'd break down.

She nodded as we pulled up to the apartment. She didn't ask me any more questions. She just let the silence help me deal. Around 6, I told her that I needed to take Edward some dinner and she nodded, understanding. I asked if she wanted to go, but she merely shook her head as she read the book on her lap.

As I made Edward's dinner, I thought of everything I wanted to know about my friends. About Alice. About Edward. About myself. I knew myself in and out sexually. I knew my limits, knew when it was time to stop or go, but I couldn't tell you one thing about myself personally that was just Bella. Why had Alice chose this life? Did she enjoy it? Or was it about finding yourself in the job? Or finding someone for yourself? I mean, wasn't that everyone's wish? To find someone you never expected to find. To notice they were right there under your nose the whole time?

I sighed and then thought about Edward and Emmett..and Jasper. What was Jasper's favorite food? Or Emmett's favorite color? Why did he love Rosalie like he couldn't breathe without her? Why was Edward still alone?

As I drove to Edward's house, I contemplated on asking him these questions, though I knew when I saw his disheveled bronze hair, I'd chicken out like I used to in highschool. So for now, giving him Chicken Parmesan was all I could do.

Until I grew up.

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Song used: Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve

PLAYLIST: Crazy - Kidney Thieves, Teenagers - My Chemical Romance, Spiderwebs - No Doubt, Ignorance - Paramore, Hips Don't Lie - Shakira, Diva - Beyonce, Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve, and Feels Like Home - Chantal Kreviazuk.

Author Notes: Thanks so much again guys. I got ALOT of favorites and alerts from you guys. Thanks so much to those of you who reviewed as well. And those of you who didn't, -gets Edward's cuffs out- Spread 'em.

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-Rach.