A/N: Wow, I was really surprised with the response I got! Thanks so much for all of the reviews! Do any of know about the Comic Con thing going on in San Diego? The Twilight cast was there and they were answering questions from the fans . . . needless to say, it was very interesting. Anyway, here is the next chapter :)

We had pulled up into the parking lot of Veronica's. My own personal hell. I nearly had to put my hands over my ears with the horrible music - if you could even call it music - that was practically shaking the whole building.

Emmett got out of the car and did this weird dance next to Jasper. "Yes! I love this song!"

I buried my face in my hands, mortified. Those two were going to humiliate me to no end.

"Come on, Edward!" Emmett boomed over the impossibly loud music as he opened the car door. Reacting fast, I flew out of the opposite door, trying to escape. Unfortunately, I ran smack into Jasper.

"Not so fast, Edward. The fun hasn't even started yet," he said as he pushed me towards the large metal door of the club. I growled angrily as I tried to walk as slow as possible over to the entrance.

Once we reached the door, Emmett held his hands out in front of him, gesturing to the room before us. "Welcome to Veronica's!"

It was the most disgusting sight I had ever seen in my entire existence.

And I was going to go insane.

And then if things couldn't get any worse, a woman with very unnatural blonde hair made her way over to the three of us. She was wearing a very tight white shirt that I refused to even look at after realizing it was see-through. Her shorts were so tight that I was afraid they would rip if she moved too much.

"These guys are hot! Maybe they will dance with me later . . ." the blonde girl thought. I snorted and rolled my eyes. In her dreams.

She was being intentionally slow. Making her fake blonde curls bounce up and down, trying her hardest to impress us with her shiny high heels and tight, distasteful clothing. It seemed like forever until she finally was in front of us. Emmett was trying to convince himself that he didn't think that she was attractive. He was failing miserably.

"Hey, boys. I'm Angelica. Would you like a table or are you just here for the club?" she asked seductively. I suppressed a gag.

Emmett and Jasper were completely speechless. I looked at them both and rolled my eyes.

"Bye," I said, turning around to leave. To my extreme disappointment, they were knocked out of their little trances as they noticed I was trying to make my escape and yanked the collar of my shirt, pulling me back inside.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jasper asked, falsely outraged.

"I am going home to my fiance while you two drool over strippers," I snapped.

The girl named Angelica cleared her throat. "We prefer exotic dancers."

I plastered a fake smile onto my face. "Excuse me. Exotic dancers, then. Have a nice afternoon," I said almost rudely. I turned on my heel to walk out, but I knew I couldn't get away that easily.

Emmett knocked me backwards and I growled, clenching my hands into tight fists, contemplating violence if he didn't let me leave.

Angelica watched me as if I belonged in an insane asylum, which was where I would end up by nightfall if I stayed here against my will. I would lose it. And having to deal with Emmett and Jasper for any period of time would be enough to get anyone committed.

"Um . . . I'll let you guys seat yourselves. Have fun!" she said flippantly before turning and rushing away.

"We will!" Emmett called after her enthusiastically. She quickened her pace to get farther away from us.

"Wow, Edward. You really can scare them off," Jasper commented.

I smiled, proud. "Good. Can I leave now?"

"Absolutely not! Jasper, watch him. I will be right back." Emmett turned and disappeared through the crowd of people dancing. I clenched my teeth and took a deep breath. Jasper was smiling, like he was enjoying my discomfort here. That only made me even more frustrated. I had to keep myself from punching him across the room.

He walked across the room and sat down at the bar, where another woman in tight clothing was serving the men drinks. I sat down next to him, teeth still clenched and my hands still balled up into tight fists. The smell of alcohol and artificial flavoring was overpowering. It was almost as unappealing as the bartender. The woman looked at me and her bright red lips pulled up into a smile. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes.

"Hey there. Can I get you something?" she asked in a seductive purr. Her thoughts entered my mind, and then I knew I wasn't just imagining the double meaning to her request.

I sighed before answering. "No, thank you."

She leaned down onto the counter and I immediately looked up at the ceiling. I had no intentions of looking at what she was trying so desperately hard to show me. Of course, Jasper was staring directly at her see-through shirt. He looked like he was in bliss. Alice would never dress that trashy. This was a first for him.

"Oh, come on," she said slowly. She licked her ruby red lips and I made a disgusted sound in the back of my throat and turned away from her. I could tell she was displeased. There were waves of frustration practically rolling off of her.

"Edward!" I recognized Emmett's voice. I squeezed my eyes shut, wondering what on earth was going to happen next. I knew automatically it would not be good. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.

When I reluctantly opened my eyes back up, Emmett was standing in front of me with an excited expression. A very unique looking girl was standing next to him with her arms crossed impatiently over her chest. She had hair that was thick and straight that was a very dark shade of purple. Her legs were sheathed in a pair of leather shorts and her top only covered what was absolutely essential. Her face was hidden under a mask of heavy purple and black make-up. She was the most distasteful woman I had seen all afternoon.

"Edward, this is Veronica," Emmett said, gesturing to the purple-haired girl. "Obviously, she is the manager. She has agreed to dance for you."

Jasper's eyes were practically bulging out of his head as he looked Veronica over. I couldn't imagine what my face looked like. It must have been priceless; Jasper burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

"I don't think so," I said, shaking my head. Veronica rolled her eyes and sighed impatiently.

"Edward, she hardly ever dances for people. She is doing this personally. Show some respect. You know, she is practically famous for her exotic dancing," he said with a sly smile.

I was completely at a loss for words at this point.

When I didn't respond, Emmett grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. He seemed to be doing this a lot today. He snatched a chair and threw me down onto it in front of a small stage. I slouched down into it, mortified.

Veronica walked up onto the stage and began doing a very disgusting routine of hers. I slouched down farther and covered my eyes with both of my hands.

Emmett and Jasper were either enjoying the routine or my embarrassment. Or both. They were grinning and were clearly taking great pleasure in the situation.

I was shocked when Veronica ripped her top off and threw it in my direction. Thankfully, Emmett was in fact enjoying the dance. He grabbed it before it could even touch me. I squeezed my eyes shut with more force than necessary. I wanted to go home.

"Your missing it, Edward!" Jasper said over the music.

"Good," I mumbled, still absolutely mortified. Peeking up at my moronic brothers through the crevices of my fingers, I could tell they were very preoccupied.

I saw the oppurtunity and took it immediately.

I was up and out of my chair, faster than a human would have been able to move. I didn't care about the risk at this point. No one would have been paying attention to me. Their eyes were locked on Veronica. Or they were just too intoxicated to notice.

I snuck into the nearest bathroom, thankfully unnoticed. I flew into the cleanest stall and locked door. I knew that a silly lock wouldn't be enough to keep Emmett or Jasper away from me. But it was worth a try.

My cell phone vibrated and sighed, hopeful. It was my life line at the moment.

I flipped it open quickly and answered. "Hello?"

"Edward," Bella said, relieved. "I'm shocked. You haven't gone insane yet."

Automatically feeling a little happier, thanks to the person I was on the phone with, I smiled.

"I wouldn't say that, exactly. I am on the very edge of insanity."

"Well, where are you? It's awfully quiet," she noted.

"I am hiding out in the bathroom. Just like I told you I would."

She laughed. "Good. But - OUCH! Alice! Don't pull so hard!" she shrieked.

"What's she doing to you?" I asked. It seems that Jasper and Emmett weren't the only ones I would have to kill by the end of the night.

"She's doing - OW - my hair!"

"For what?"

"I don't know! I guess she was just bored. She dragged me upstairs and into her bathroom. And I mean literally dragged me. I don't think my feet made contact with a stair once!" She paused. "She even has Rosalie doing my nails. It's a living hell over here! OUCH! ALICE!" she screamed. I growled unimpressively.

"If I ever get away from here, I'll come and rescue you," I promised.

"Ugh, your the one who needs rescuing. Alice, get off of me! I'm trying to talk to Edward!" She sighed frustrated. "Please don't go insane on me. The night will be over soon . . . hopefully."

"Bella, get off of the phone! Edward's busy! I need to finish that hand!" I heard Rosalie yell.

"No!" she argued. "Ouch, Rosalie! What was that for?!"

"Get off the phone! Oh, wait. Ask him how Emmett is doing," she asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Emmett is thoroughly enjoying himself. As a matter of fact, I think he is dancing with Veronica right now along with Jasper."

There was a moment of silence. Bella broke it by bursting into laughter.

"At least Edward was loyal!" she said in between her fits of hysteria. I heard things clashing and I could swear I heard a mirror break.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, worrying for Bella's safety.

"I got out of the room alright, if that's what you mean. They are throwing things . . . they aren't too thrilled. But I'm free!"

"That's good," I laughed.

"Hang in there, okay?"

"I will. Don't let Alice and Rosalie get their hands on you." I paused. "Run into my room and lock the door."

She laughed. "Sure thing. I love you!"

"I love you, too." I snapped the phone shut and immediately felt more stressed out and frustrated.

The feeling intensified when I heard the bathroom door open.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Okay, I know all of you die hard Twilight fans would love to here this. If you don't already know, the EXTENDED ballet studio scene is on Youtube. And it is INTENSE. I was jumping up and down I was so happy. The link is on my profile :) But please don't forget to review after you watch it! They make me happy!