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I walked over to where she was sitting, on the cold dark sands of First Beach, clearing my throat to announce my arrival. She spun around and looked terrified for a split second until she realized it was me standing there. "Oh great, fucking Freakward has to see me like this. Tell anyone and you will regret it." She took a swig from a bottle that she was holding in her hand but I couldn't really see what it was. Then I realized that she was slurring her words slightly. Great, I had a drunken Queen Bee on my hands, and I nearly crashed my car. I had stopped because I was concerned about her, and my parents would kill me if they thought that I had left someone alone in this state. I was brought up with manners and to treat ladies with respect and courtesy; although, I doubted that Bella was any kind of lady in the literal sense, I knew the rumours that floated around school. I might not be part of the inner sanctum but I heard more than people thought since most people didn't realize that I was ever there.
Of course I knew that you shouldn't believe everything that you hear, but there were rumours that she was dating a college student, a married man and even a member of the faculty. No-one ever saw her with anyone so there was nothing to back up any of the rumors.
I managed to keep my cool while I responded, "You ran out in front of my car. I thought that I had hit you and just wanted to make sure that you were ok. Now, I realize it's because you have been drinking, so excuse me for being human being and actually giving a shit about you. I wish I hadn't wasted my time and effort. Screw you, Bella...I'm outta here." She looked stunned that I had spoken to her like this and between more sobs managed to say, "Sorry, please don't leave me! I don't wanna be alone here, in case… oh, it doesn't matter, just leave me alone." She was still sobbing between taking swigs out of the bottle and clutching her chest. As much as I wanted to walk away, leaving the biggest bitch in Forks to her own drunken misery, I just couldn't do it. Angry with myself and my parents for giving me a moral code to live by, I found myself sitting down next to her on the sand. We sat there for about five minutes with not a word spoken between us while she finished crying and appeared to calm herself down. I offered her a handkerchief out of politeness and she took it, drying her eyes and blowing her nose into it. There was no way that I would want that back, she could keep it. She seemed to be drinking less now, which was a good thing as I wouldn't know what to do if she passed out. I did wonder how she managed to buy alcohol in the town and who she had been drinking with.
I knew that one of us would need to be the first to break the growing silence between us; although, neither of us had spoken, it was not uncomfortable, which I thought was strange. Being near the person who took delight in making my life hell at school and not feeling uneasy was a new emotion for me so I would love to know why she was still here with me. I decided to speak first taking the approach, nothing ventured nothing gained.
"Bella, I don't know what has happened to you tonight but I do know that you are still drunk. If you don't want to tell me then that's fine. I will listen to you and Christ knows I will not judge you; I have had enough judgment to last me a lifetime." I swear that I saw a glimmer of regret glance across her face, but it was so quick, I couldn't be sure.
She turned towards me chewing on her bottom lip before she spoke, almost as if she was trying to work out what to say to me. "I am sorry, it's hard when you get moved to some hick town in the middle of nowhere, and everyone looks at you like you are the messiah, the answer to all their prayers. As for what happened tonight, well, that's entirely another story. I feel that I can tell you, but must preface this with the warning: if you say anything, I will kill you." I couldn't tell if she was joking or serious, and a look of panic must've flashed across my face because she grinned at me saying, "Edward, I am joking. You seem like a nice person and I feel for some reason, I can trust you." The alcohol coursing through her system seemed to be bringing out a whole new side to her. Maybe this was more along the lines of who she really was, and the Queen Bee routine was an act – who knows.
She started to tell me about her night. She had been kind of on-again, off-again with a college freshman whose uncle had a cabin in the woods, and she decided tonight was going to be "the night". But when she got there, her plans for a romantic night of passion for two were ruined. He had other ideas, having invited some of his college friends to get wasted and smoke dope. Bella had walked in planning to seduce her man, but ended up playing second fiddle to several bottles of Jack Daniels and some top class weed which resulted in several drunk and stoned college freshmen and a very annoyed and disappointed Bella. I smiled at the thought of her not getting her own way; I imagined that this didn't happen too often. It turned out that James had a temper. Although most people I had heard who smoked weed ended up mellow, she said that at times he would flip out, and that's what he did tonight. He started shouting at her and throwing things so she barricaded herself in the bedroom, grabbing herself a bottle of Jack for company. Once everything was quiet for awhile, she started to pluck up the courage to walk back in there, kick his friends out and seduce her man. Well, that was the plan, but James had other ideas. She said that he started hammering on the door to the bedroom, demanding to be let in. She was so scared, she opened the window and climbed out just as he kicked the door in. She said that he looked furious and yelled to her that she would regret running.
But run, she did. Fuelled by Kentucky's finest export and a sense of self-preservation, she found herself almost colliding with my car. That was how she ended up drunk on the beach with me, pouring her heart out to the one person whose life she made a living hell. Maybe now was time for some payback.
Authors Note:
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