Hey! Song for the chapter: N.E.R.D. – Truth or Dare

This is the longest chapter I've ever written (I write other stories but I'm still not posting them on purpose) since a long time. Hope you like it

Thanks to spunkie09, who (I think) is the only one who is reading my stupid fanfic. Thank you.

3. Truth or Dare

BPOV:

"So Bells, you're first. Truth or Dare?" Emmett asked me while wiggled his eyebrows. Ugh, I don't even know why I agreed to play this stupid game. We were at Edward's apartment drinking beer and talking on basic topics. Edward was sitting beside my left and Rose at my right. Beside her were Em and Alice and Jazz at the end of the couch. And now my stupid brother got lightheaded and proposed to play this fucking game. And the bad thing: He chose me first. One thing is sure: He wants to know something. And because I'm mean bitch...

"Dare." I stated with a smirk on my face. Em frowned and sighed deeply. Now he was going to make me do something nasty and stupid. That's bad.

"Okay." He said simply and took a sip from his beer. "I dare you..." After some minutes of thinking he huffed and looked at me with pity eyes. "Oh, Bells, just tell me where the fuck did you put my PSP? And give me the 'I don't know shit because I know that is you. Please tell me." He pleaded. I laughed. Oh, Em, you are so easy...

"Em, really, I didn't pit it anywhere. It is in your stuff marked with "shits"." I chuckled and continued, "You putted it there this morning in the whole mess around the house." I finished with big smirk on my face. Em looked down and mouthed "oh". I used the moment.

"So E, truth or dare?" I asked Edward and looked straight in to his eyes. His eyes were completely sincere and clear. They were telling me "I don't have secrets. Go ahead and ask whatever you want. I'll tell you the truth." Shit, that's not cool.

"Truth." He said simply with his god-so-sexy half smirk on his face. I looked down at my Chucks.

I managed to look up at him. "What's your first impression of me?" I asked. I was curious. I wanted to know something about him. To know how and what he think. I wanted...just something about him.

He thought for a second then he smiled and turned his gaze on mine. His green eyes were looking at mine intense. He opened his mouth and began to speak. "I think that you are the most mysterious person I'll ever know. You like to keep the things in you and you think it's becoming better, but it's not. The same wounds will hurt you every time you think about them. You are good to protect yourself" He paused and looked down, then again at me. "Also, you are fighter. You are ready to prove and show on everybody for what you are fighting for. You'll sacrifice everything to protect what is important to you." He smiled at me. I smiled too, I couldn't help it. "That is it." He finished with warm smile.

I didn't know what to say, so I just mouthed him a "thank you". He grinned at me and leaned in my ear.

"Do you want to go outside for a little?" He whispered with a big hope in his eyes. Oh no, he just used the puppy eyes at me! The bad thing: I agreed. I just nodded. "Just to finish one thing first." He said and pointed his index finger and I nodded again. "Rose, truth or dare." He diverted his gaze to Rosalie.

"Dare." She said taking a sip from her beer. Then I realized that and have a beer in my hand. Completely embarrassed at my thoughts I leaned against the big fucking grey couch (who was absolutely the same like that in our big fucking white apartment) and took a big gulp of the beer.

"Rose, you'll be the one who will write the first report for FBI." He said and smiled deviously at her. She looked shocked. It really sucks to write the reports. It was boring as hell.

"Fucker. I swear to God, Edward if you weren't my brother I would fucking kill right now." She whispered to him and somehow, again I was in the middle of the fight. Edward just smiled.

"Okay," He stated loudly, "I'm out for a smoke with Bella. We will be back soon." He said and squeezed my knee. Edward turned to me, "Ready?" I nodded quickly. He winked. He took my hand and dragged me through the door. I started laughing. He was so eager. When he closed the door he looked at me expectantly. I bit my lip, because I didn't know what he was thinking and scared me a little.

"Do you trust me?" He asked. I furrowed my eyebrows. What the hell was that?

"Uh...In theory. Edward wha-" He didn't left me finish. He grabbed me by the waist and second later I was on his shoulder. What the fuck? "Edward, what the fuck are you doing?" I shrieked.

"I'm taking you." He stated calmly.

"Where?" I asked in whisper, because I was sure that my voice was shaky. I didn't want to show weakness at him. He will think that he is great. God, he is great. "And you know that is illegal." Who the fuck he is? What the fuck is he doing?

"I don't know Bella." He was so calm like he didn't do anything suspicious. He moved to the elevator. I slipped on his shoulder and my head was so close to his perfectly shaped tight ass. Oh, my... I took the opportunity he was given to me. I moved my mouth to his right ass cheek and...

"Ouuuuuch!" He exclaimed. "Why you bit me?" He rubbed his cheek. Oh God, please, help me! I giggled lightly.

"Edward, please, let me go. I want to walk." I pleaded him. He huffed disappointed but let me go from his grip. He frowned. I could not handle watching him like this. I put my arm around his waist. He looked down at me and smiled. His green eyes were peaceful and happy. He was like virus to me so I grinned widely. "So where are we going?" I asked. I was pretty fucking curious about that. He shrugged.

"I told you. I don't know. We are new in town so I decided to make a little walk around." He said. I nodded once.

"Uh-huh." I said disappointed. He putted his hand around my shoulders. Huh.

My mind was roaming around the events of the day. Everything was so confusing. What are the possibilities these strangers to be the closest thing to friends to me? My brain was working on full force but didn't figure out anything. And these things which he said to me this night about me...they were true. That was so frightening. How he could know so much about me in such a small frame of time. I felt like an open book. He broke my helmet which protected me so long. What is he doing with my brain?

When we were out of the elevator and the building we took the left direction. Actually, we were at the back of the building. Again all fucking white walls with a silver massive ladder case in the middle.

"Come on." He said and waved his hand to the ladder. What the... "Lady's first." He smirked at me. I looked at him shocked.

"Edward, I thought that we will walk around the town, not climbing." I said with a shaky voice. He rolled his eyes.

"I didn't think that you are the scared one type." He challenged and cocked his eyebrow. Oh, now he is challenging me... oh boy...

"No, I'm not from that one. And I didn't think that you are so..." I frowned. What is he? His eyes grew wider.

"What? Mad, crazy... What?" He asked jumping like four years-old girl.

"Different." I said and bit my lip. He looked in my eyes. They were bright and he has his half-crooked smile on his face. I wasn't sure that right now I want to climb on this ladder. I practically melted when he looked like this.

"I was hoping you to say this." He muttered to himself and sighed. "Come on." He pleaded and popped his head to the ladder. I huffed. I walked to the ladder as he followed me. He watched me while I climbed the first step. I continued up and he was right under my crotch. Oh my...

"Bella, continue, please." He said. I realized that I was on the same place for a while. Yeah, I was totally distracted by watching him. However I continued my way up.

"So Edward," I started, "You don't plan to kidnap me or something right?" I asked with tiny voice. I was not sure what was on his mind. I will be pretty fucking thankful if he doesn't plan something like that.

He laughed darkly. "No. Maybe… Possibly." He said with an evil laugh. "Relax, B. I promise not to do something that you don't want to. "He finished with sincere voice. He sighed. "There is a little more path to take. Come on."

I smiled. For the first time from today I was sure about one thing about him:

He will not kidnap me…Maybe…Possibly.

EPOV:

God. I was mesmerized by her ass. She moved so smoothly on the damn ladder. From time to time I gripped the metal bars more strongly than should. I had the worst case of blue balls ever. I huffed. That girl will be the death of me.

She was already climbed up the ladder and was already on the roof of the fucking White Castle. When I was beside her I looked at her. Her gaze was on the horizon. I looked where she looked.

"It's beautiful." She said. I could see only military bases and their fluorescents lights lighten the fields. I furrowed my eyebrows. One of the bases the soldiers were in order in front of their major-general. He shouted something. The soldiers stood still, full silence. I was so confused right now…

"You find that for beautiful?" I asked. She looked at me with serious face.

"Yes." She said curtly. "Do you see them? Look at them. Look at every little detail. You'll find only perfection and discipline there. Look. It's simple and clear. It's just perfect." She said and looked up at me then turned her head away. Her profile was visible to me now. Every curve of her face fascinated me. Her little nose sniffed the cool night air and her pouty lips were parted lightly. I diverted my gaze to the soldiers. The stood there not moving. Then they turned and started running along the base and the major-general was shouting.

Bella shivered beside me. She was without her hoodie. "Are you cold?" She looked at me and shook her head. Okay… then we got to do it on the hard way.

I took off my sweater and handed it to her. She narrowed her eyes at me looking quizzically at the blue sweater. "Put it on." I ordered her in harsh voice. She huffed and rolled her eyes at me. She took it from my hand and putted it on. My sweater was too big for her. The hem was lying on her mid thigh and v-neck didn't cover her collar bones.

"Thanks." She muttered while she took her hair in pony-tail. She walked to the parapet and sat down careful as followed her. She took the cigarettes of her back pocket. She showed me her lighter proudly. "This time I got one of these." She said. I chuckled and nodded. She took one cigar and shoved me the packet. I took one.

She lighted the cigarette and then she putted the lighter under mine. "Thanks." I muttered with the cigar in my mouth. I gazed at her. She looked amused, biting her lip, hiding her smirk. "Care to share what is so funny?"

She shook her head. "Do you see how ridiculous is the situation here?" She asked with the rhetorically question I asked myself a thousand times today. I smirked and nodded.

"Definitely." I inhaled the smoke, feeling the burning chill inside my lungs. "Your first impression of me?" I asked suddenly. My brain filter broke and I spill the first shit that was on my mind. I needed to know something about her. She was a mystery to me. And tonight I will reveal the secret "Isabella"…Maybe. The things that I say in "truth or dare" game was not a lie - that was just the obvious about her. The reason she kept the things to herself really intrigued me… and really pissed me off. I don't like it when someone is keeping shit from me.

She furrowed her eyebrows and looking at me questioningly, "What?" She asked.

I smirked at her. "Well, I told what I think about you, and it's only fair if you tell me." I shrugged. She sighed. And mouthed "okay" at me.

She gazed in my eyes while she was talking, "I think you are the most complicated man I've ever met. You told me that you're good at reading people. That's true. You are fair to yourself and the others. You despite the lie. You like the truth. You are the truth. You never wrong with your decisions and fight to the end." She took a long puff of smoke and looked at her hands, "Like me, you are fighter. You don't like someone to take your possessions and play with them." She finished in timid voice and looked up at me.

I blinked once. I blinked twice. I blinked few times again and furrowed my eyebrows. Again my brain filter was broken and the only sentence I could make was: "Wow." ,in whisper. I looked at her. She was amused by my reaction. Great. I huffed. It's time to change the fucking dark theme. Let's play...

"Let's play twenty questions." She said as I opened my mouth to say the same thing. What the f- "What? What would you say?" She asked confused.

That girl could read my fucking mind. No, scratch that. She was fucking with my mind in the most brutal way. I started to get frightened by her and her reactions. She was some creature, some extraordinary creature, who can do everything me. She put her spell on me or something. She hypnotized me and now she can do whatever she wants. Come, on Isabella, come and ta-

"So yes or no?" She gazed me. Her brown eyes now were black, full with…impatience. I smiled.

"Yes. But I'm first." I said and gazed at her. She looked pissed off. "Or we shouldn't play that." I added and she huffed hard.

"Fine." She rolled her eyes. "Ask whatever you want." She said with a loud voice. Well, that is what I needed to hear.

"Tell me something about your family." I said gazing at the ember which was burning slowly and took a puff at the cigar. I looked at her and she was smiling timidly. The smile was warm and friendly, full of optimism and hope. She made me smile again.

"Okay. That's easy. Well, first, my dad – Carlisle Cullen. He is a surgeon in my hometown of Forks. He is great. He is so compassionated and concerned about everyone that I think that he doesn't think much about himself. He is kind and I will never remember him as an angry type of man. He was never humiliated us in any way." She paused and took another pull of her cigar and threw it from the parapet of the roof." He deserves to be called the head of the family." She nodded, smiling. Her father seemed like a great dad and man. I liked him already.

I nodded for sign to keep talking. She looked at me.

"My mom – Esme. She is…Well, she is mom." She said with amusement on her face."She's graphic designer. She is very concerned about us and when we told her that we are going to the Academy she scared. But then let it go because she knew how much that mean to us." There was sadness in her eyes when she looked up at me to see my expression. And my expression was… I didn't know. "I know that I am not her perfect daughter for her, but she love me and respect my decisions. She wanted to me a soft feminine girl or something like that, but she knew I couldn't be like that." She shook her head and sighed deeply. "That's my mom." She said with a small smile. "Okay, my turn. I told you about my family and will be glad if you tell me something about yours." She requested with raised eyebrow.

I sighed. There is no much to say. "My dad – Edward Sr. is an architect and my mom – Elizabeth. They were very supportive as parents and very concerned for us. They agreed with our decisions. And my sisters…Well, you met them." I shrugged shoulders at her and smiled. I chuckled.

"Yeah. I like them. They seem nice. Specially Alice. She's like the pixie little sister I've never had." She said. We laughed.

"Okay. Next Question. "What are the reasons that make you chose the FBI?" I watched her carefully, waiting for her expression. She furrowed her eyebrows and pursed her lips. God, that lips. Hold it up, Masen. Maybe later you will be the one licking them. I had to stop that shit…Right now.

"Hmm…Hard question." She stated and sighed. "Well except the shit that I want to make the world better place maybe the reason would be that I want prove myself. I mean, that is not typical girl's job. I wanted to be different." She furrowed her eyebrows and looked down at her hands. "And I was different. The other people misunderstand me. I've always been The Outsider. And that helped me to play roles, which helped me to be a good PI…"

Wait! What?

"You were private investigator?" I asked shocked. She was so young and she already worked like PI? That girl always surprises me.

She has a timid smile on her face and her eyes were fixated on mine. "Yeah, with my brothers. Why?" She asked with furrowed eyebrows. Then her mouth shaped a small 'O', and then said, "Oh, you think that the female gender is too stupid for job like this? What is the problem with you men? You think that we are not capable for such responsibility." She was angry while babbled. I watched her scared, because I was like this, and started to apologize.

"I'm sorry. I didn't meant like that. I – I…" The she started laughing hysterically. She started wiping the tears of her eyes and looked at me with apologetic eyes.

"Joke. Sorry." She said and patted my shoulder lightly. Now I was angry. She resumed her laugh. "Oh, buddy, if you get angry at that, you will not survive around me." She said matter-o-fact through her laughs. "Okay, next question. I'm curious about one thing. Do you have a tattoo? And if you have, show me." She whispered the last two words.

I inhaled deeply that cold night air and rolled my shirt up. On my right hip was laying classic pin-up Vargas girl. She was dark short curly hair. Her yellow dress was exposing the hem of the black garter belt and stockings. She was kind of perfection for me. Beautiful, independent and sexy. And now I found that girl in the reality…

"Oh my…" She breathed shapely. Her mouth was open and watching the tattoo with wide open eyes. "It's beautiful, E." She outstretched her hand and the stopped to look up at me. Her brown eyes – now black – were looking into mine green. "Can I touch it?" She asked in a deep throaty voice that my hard on twitched. I exhaled a shaky breath and nodded. She grazed the upper part of the tattoo and I almost hissed when her little hot hand touched my hip. It felt so right for her touches me. She traced the lines of the tattoo carefully, grazing my skin. That shit drove me insane. She was teasing in the most brutal way. There was a humming of electricity between us. I was sure that she could feel this. I let out a shaky breath and the she backed off her hand made a step backwards. "Okay." Her voice was trembling. "Your question is next." She requested, looking down to her grey Chucks, blushing furiously.

Okay, Masen! It's time to pull the shit right now. You can do it! Yes, you can! I was giving myself this stupid pep talk and in my head was playing "Eye of tiger". I huffed. The tension was killing me.

"Bella?" I called her in the best relaxing voice I could make. She hummed and looked at me. Her eyes were still hooded in that evil shade of brown. "Will you regret for something happened today?" I asked her and looked right into the eyes. My green bored into her brown.

She shook her head and smirked, "Edward, I regret for a lot of things. But in years, that is the first day that I don't regret for anything." She said in that deep throaty voice that made my dick twitches…again. Okay, you got the answer of the question and now let's start the activities.

I took a step and half. Our chests were grazing slightly, just to bring that humming of electricity again. She looked up at me. I put my hand around her waist, not giving her a chance to escape. She breathed heavily while I draw circles though her body. "Edward…" She whispered. I hushed her and put my index finger to her mouth, but she continued against mine finger, "We shouldn't doing th-"

"Schh, Bella. There is no need to say anything." I shortened the distance between us bringing my head to the level of hers. Now I can feel her hot sweet breath on mine. I inhaled deeply. She smelled so nice and delicious. Something between vanilla, blackberry and…Prada. Yes, definitely Prada.

I looked to her red lips while she was looking and mine. Instinctively, I licked my lips and brought my face with full force to hers. Our lips were grazing now. One little movement and I would go to my happy place. She brought her lips to mine. I started with slowly, tender pace. Her lips were so soft. I took her bottom pouty lip, while she worked on my upper. She moaned sweetly and I couldn't help when I growled. I became more eager and now I attacked her. My hands gripped harder her waist and brought her closer to me while our hungry lips devoured each other.

She opened her mouth, allowing me the entrance to her mouth. I shoved my tongue inside her hot little wet mouth. Our tongues made their own dance. They were caressing each other. The feeling was heavenly. I groaned. I needed more. My hands moved to her ass and I gripped it hard before she whimpered breathlessly. I lifted her and in a split of a second she was sitting on the stone cold parapet with her legs spread over mine. We continued our hungry kiss while she entwined her feet and shoved me closer to her. Now, I was sure that she could feel my raging hard on her hot groin. She moaned loudly. My hands were locked into her hair, pulling her closer to me. If I don't stop right now I will die from lack of air in my lungs. But I didn't care. I could not lose this. I will not lose this.

I moved my lips to her perfectly shaped jaw, kissing and licking it softly. She gripped my hair almost painfully. I growled again.

"Edward…" She whimpered breathlessly.

I came to her neck, repeating the action threaten on her jaw. We were both panting heavy. We both wanted this. I was ready to take her right here, on the roof in front of the whole city and fu-

Bella's cell rang. I growled for the third time that night. I pulled back, panting like a fucking horse. She whimpered from the lost of mine body from hers. But the stupid phone continued ringing. She pulled the phone from her pocket. I realized that her legs still were locked behind me. I smirked.

She saw the caller ID and huffed. "It's Jazz." Her voice was husky and sexy as hell. She cleared her throat before hitting some button and brought the phone to her ear. "Hey, Ja-…Ugh, no. Relax…I'm fine…With Edward…No…After a few…Okay…Later." She said and hung up the phone. She looked at me apologetically, flushed from the early activities. I smirked triumphal that I did that to her. "We better get going because my brothers are going crazy down there." She shrugged. "And I would be like this if I was on their place. I mean, following some stranger – not such a good idea." She said sarcastically.

"Oh, yeah. That is not good idea. Especially when I'm the supposed stranger." I said, my voice husky. I returned my hands on her waist and kissed her forehead. "Come on. Let me take you to the White Castle" I smirked. She chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"Let's go." She made a try to get on her feet but I didn't let her. I took her in my arms – my hands gripping firmly her ass and her legs locked behind me. "You know. You got to let me go. I'm not sure that is a good idea climbing down a ladder with extra luggage on you." She said and yawned and then hummed.

"Okay. Here you go." I said when I putted her on her feet. "Happy?" I asked with a smile.

"Mhmm. Definitely." She came closer to me. She stood on her toes and gripped the back of my neck. She kissed my lips softly. The she pulled back. "Thank you." She whispered still holding my neck.

"For nothing." I kissed her again, but nobody of us pulled back. We started again the dance of our lips. I couldn't take enough of that girl. I always wanted something more. If I don't stop right now I wouldn't be able to stop further. With pained groan I pulled back. "We better get going." I stated, out foreheads touching. She nodded fast.

After some minutes Bella and I were already on solid ground. I curled my arm around her shoulder and she – around my waist. We were walking to the entryway of the building when I catch some greasy-blond haired guy ogling Bella. My Bella. I growled (again) and gave the guy the "don't stare, you mother fucking asshole, she is mine, mine!" look. He diverted his gaze somewhere and couldn't stop the idiot smile on my face. Mine…

We walked through the main door and flew straight to the elevator. The way up to the apartments was quiet. It was interesting that with her was so easy to be silent and in the same time there are so many things to be said. We rode in comfortable silence, however.

When the doors opened she got out first. I followed her. She turned to me when she was in front of her door. Bella leaned on the door frame. "And just for you to know, I still don't regret for nothing happened tonight." She said matter-o-fact. That made the idiot grin appear to my face again.

"I hope you don't." I came close to her. "See you tomorrow? Tomorrow is the last day we can be free." I said looking her. There was a smile on her face.

"Yes." She stepped closer to me and leaned in my ear. "And I think that you forgot to ask me if I have a tattoo. Will you ask me?" My breath hitched and my body anticipated.

"Yes." I breathed. She smiled against my ear and kissed my cheek and my lips, leaving me no time for reaction. She pulled back and put her hand on the knob.

"Well, yes I have. But I won't show you anything. You'll find it…alone." She whispered the last word and winked at me. She chuckled. "Goodnight, Edward. Sweet dreams." She said and the door flew open for a split of the second and closed hiding Bella inside.

What the fuck was that?

She left me here, alone, standing in the empty hallway with a raging case of blue balls. That girl will be the death of me. I chanted the motto like some freaking mantra in my head. I laughed to myself while I walked the four steps parting me from Bella…What? Yeah, I'm counting the steps from Bella's door. That's pretty fucking pathetic, Masen.

I opened the door. The lights were off. I walked straight to my room.

Wait! Where is my room?

I didn't know where my room is. I furrowed my eyebrows and made my way through the first door. I opened it. There was Alice, sleeping calmly. I continued trough the next door. It was empty. I wanted to check on Rose. I walked to the third door. I opened it.

Oh shit! I shouldn't do this.

There, on the bed, my little sister and Emmett on top of her were making out. And when I mean making out they were…

"What the fuck, Edward!" Rosalie shrieked, getting up. "Care to share what are you doing in my room? Did you forgot the "knock first" tale?" She was shouting.

"Okay. Sorry." I said timidly and closed the door.

N.B.: Always knock. Always!

I got into my new room and huffed when I closed the door. It was a motherfucking long day. I met Isabella Cullen. She was a PI. She will work with me. She will be my neighbor. She will be my new puzzle. There was something about this girl. She was hiding something. She was hiding some wound, which some bastard or bitch did that to her. I don't want her to suffer further. I didn't want her to feel hurt or wounded. That girl totally got in her web. And I was about to do the same.

One thing is sure: Bella will be mine…someday.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Whew) I need a cigarette. Now. Thank for the reading. Hope you enjoy it. There will be lemons…soon. Be patient!!! The full playlist for the chapter:

Lilly Allen – Smile

Gorillaz – Clint Eastwood

Coldplay – Viva La Vida

Kings of Leon – Closer

Survivor – Eye of Tiger