Warning: This story is for readers over the age of eighteen. It consists of sex, drugs and alcohol in a very vivid manner.

(Caught in A) Bad Romance

Chapter Three

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"I want your love and I want your revenge.

You and me could write a bad romance."

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After a nice hot shower and a nap to take the edge of coming down from a high, I pop a piece of my pop tart in my mouth and chew loudly as I lean against the kitchen counter, watching Charlie put on his gun belt.

"Bella…" Charlie sighs in annoyance. "Try not to get into too much trouble. I only stopped by the house for a quick break. I'm working a double shift tonight so be safe."

"Sure, sure." I say loosely with the wave of my hand.

"Bella, look at me." His eyes are guarded I know he wants to say something about me and the changes in my life but I know he won't. He hates confrontations. We've always held things back from one another because we don't know how to communicate as a father and daughter. He will never let me know how he truly feels and will continue to ignore what is around him.

"Bella, I'm serious. The guys at the office…" he shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot and I try not to roll my eyes at him. "They're starting to talk."

He must have heard some pretty juicy details if he really wants to discuss this. I wonder who's blabbed their mouth. Then again it's not like it really matters since everyone talks about Bella Swan of Forks anyway. They've all said something at one point in time.

"And what are they saying?" I ask even though I already know. "Better yet, who is saying what?"

Dennis and Max, two dutiful officers of Forks Police Department have both had the privilege of having their cocks shoved up inside of me. Of course they would be talking. I already knew they would compare stories but I hoped that they would have talked a bit more discreetly.

"Bella, this is a small town and—"

"And people run their mouths." I cut in "That's all Forks is good for. Just small town people with nothing to do for entertainment in their lives."

"Look, I just want you to be safe. I haven't heard anything directly, only bits and pieces of conversations. I don't believe it and I won't because I like to take comfort in the fact that I know my little girl and she would never do the things that people are saying."

I carefully look at him to make sure he isn't fucking with me and the look on his face is dead serious. Is he this far in the denial stage? Who's the naïve one now? I am no little girl. Is this how Charlie will always view me? He wouldn't think that if he knew about the bag of coke I have in my left pocket and saw inside of my trusty bag of tricks. No, he wouldn't be so naïve then.

I'll always be little fragile Bella Swan. Weak. flimsy. Useless. Unwanted. Human. But I won't go there. I have enough shit to worry about and my ex isn't one of them.

"Look Charlie, can you go back to work? I have an appointment I have to be at and I need to get ready."

"You're dismissing me?," he asks wide eyed.

"No, but you will talk my ear off about unnecessary bullshit that doesn't even pertain to me nor do I even care what it's about. So, I'm saving us both the time."

"You better watch your mouth, young lady."

Does he think he can scare me? I've seen scarier things than him.

"Oh please, Charlie. You don't scare me." I say with my hands planted firmly on my hips.

"Bella!" he shouts exasperatedly. "The whole town is talking! At first I was ignoring it but… I simply can't anymore."

"So what?" I shrug. "Deal with it like I do every day. I pay no mind to their bullshit."

"Is it true?" he asks quietly.

"Is what true?" I ask pretending to be oblivious. I pick at my nails inspecting a chipped nail. I should probably use that gift card to the nail salon in Seattle that Dale gave me a few months back. I'm in desperate need of a manicure.

"Bella, how can you not know? Everyone calls you a… a whore. I know you know."

" I know that you know what's going on, Charlie. Stop pretending to be so fucking blind. Don't I'm never home and I know you can smell it when I walk in the door."

"I'm protecting you." He finally says .

"From what?" I ask confused. "Not turning me in? Well, I'm a legal adult so there isn't much you can do."

I honestly felt bad in the beginning for doing this to Charlie. I was a little girl who lost her first love. He didn't even try to console me. He said I would forget soon enough. I never did and I'll always remember. I'm the town whore and I have no remorse now. I like sex and I like men. He just has to get used to that.

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Dr. Bradley walks inside the Cullen house, his lab coat still on from work and his back rimmed glasses in place. He licks his lips hungrily when he notices my sexy nurse costume and I beckon him forward with the crook of my finger.

Who better to play Doctor with than an actual Doctor?

"We need to make this fast," He says, quickly pulling at his tie.

"Why do we have to be quick?" I ask as I unbuckle his belt.

He loosens his tie, letting it hang carelessly around his neck as I pulls his pants and boxers down to his ankles. I take him in my hand and pump him a few times, swirling the pre cum around as I work my fist around the head.

"I'm working late tonight and I'm on my dinner break," he gasps out.

"So no fucking on the desk upstairs?" I ask with a pout, referring to Carlisle's desk that he left behind.

"I'm sorry. But you know that every time we go up there, we're up there for hours and I can't risk that. I'm on dinner break, Bella."

"But Doctor… "I say in my best seductive voice. "I think I may be coming down with something."

"Bella." He groans. "The things I want to do-"

We're interrupted by the ringing of his phone. I groan internally while he gives me an apologetic look. The perks of becoming a doctor.

"Hello?" He asks once he answers. "Chief Swan, yes. I am very well and you sir?"

I instantly look at him wide eyed and try not to laugh at the look on his face. His expression is priceless. His face shows fear but all it does for me is give off excitement.

"Uh, yeah…. I'm on dinner break…."

I drop to my knees and pull his cock through his boxer shorts. Looking up at him through my lashes, I see him shake his head no but I don't listen. I grip him in my hands and swirl my tongue over the tip before I suck him in, feeling him hit the back of my throat.

"I should be back in an hour, Chief Swan…" he strains through his teeth. "I—I—I…."

As I bob up and down on his cock, I reach my free hand and grip his balls tightly.

"Ahhh…fuck… S-sorry. I just stubbed my toe… Are you sure this is really important..."

I suddenly feel him spill his releases into me and I let him go with a loud pop.

"Alright, I'lll be there… Goodbye. "

He snaps the phone shut and pulls me up roughly to him, kissing me hungrily. "Have I ever told you how much I hate your father? And Jesus Christ, Bella! That was the best head ever. God, I really hate him. Fucking why does he have to ruin shit?"

"Mhm." I moan against him. "I hate him, too. He was giving me shit earlier."

"I'm sorry." He whispers once he pulls away. "Is everything alright?"

"No. Fuck Charlie… You just got here and I want to play Doctor."

"Come by the office next week. Say you have bad migraines or something. I don't care. But we can really play doctor in one of the exam rooms, alright?"

That's probably the hottest idea I have ever heard.

"Fuck baby." I grin. "I didn't know you had it in you."

"Well…" he chuckles. "It's a fantasy of mine. You're just gonna have to be quiet, though."

"Easier said than done." I say, wiping my mouth clean.

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Can you come over? I miss you big boy and I'm already wet ;)

Not even a minute letter, I get a reply which makes me giggle.

Oh baby…I'm so hard. I won't be able to last long. Wear that robe I got you. Only the robe ;)

I run up the stairs into one of the empty bedrooms and pull out a pale pink silk robe that I had left up here from a previous time. Dale had bought it for me a week after we met and told me that one of his fetishes were silk. I complied saying he could do whatever he wanted to me while I was in it. I have no boundaries.

Tying it, I check myself over in the mirror that's on the wall. Most of my breasts are exposed and the robe comes to my mid thigh. I look so fuckable that he won't be able to keep his hands off of me.

As soon as my yummy Doctor left, I immediately texted Dale. As much as I was disappointed to see him go, I love the fact that I can make a phone call and someone will be here within the next ten minutes.

It empowers me to know that I have this effect on men. I feel like… I feel like a powerful Vampire. It's like I have some super power… some immortal gift that makes men weak in the knees and it's fucking badass.

I hold the cards in my hands now.

I light a cigarette and inhale deeply letting the heroin take effect. This is my special pack. Tyler introduced me to laced cigarettes and I have to admit, it's much easier and less conspicuous.

I feel so relaxed and my eyes roll back in my head for a quick moment, making me forget about 'being powerful' and 'stupid Vampires'. Here; I am high. Here; I just am.

Walking slowly down the stairs, I look around the living room. I wonder when The Cullen's will return. I know I won't be alive when they return but I wish for it anyway. I'd love to see their shocked faces when they learn all of my secrets and Id smile when I take in the look of horror on their faces when they find each article of clothing that I have left behind for them.

"Hey." I grin lazily when I reach the bottom of the stairs.

Dale is leaning up against the piano, which is no surprise since it's his favorite spot and he's grinning like the Cheshire cat. "Hey yourself, Bella. I see you wore my present."

"Yes. It feels so good against me." My speech is a little slurred and the high is taking over, racing through my veins and I feel simply fearless. It's like I can do anything.

"Want to take it off?" he asks coyly.

I've never seen this playful side of him before. I don't know what's gotten into him but I like it.

"I will. What's got you smiling like that?"

"I bought you some new clothes and I figured you might want to try them on later for me."

"Thank you." I smile. "Of course I'll model for you. But first, I want to fuck your brains out."

I put my cigarette out in an ashtray that's on the floor and I saunter over to him as I untie my robe. His eyes are hooded with lust and he palms by breasts when I reach him.

"Bella, I know I'm an old man but…"

"You're not old. You're experienced. Fuck what society thinks nowadays. They haven't had your dick shoved up their pussy."

I kiss him passionately and he spins us around, pushing me against the piano. Lifting one leg and wrapping it around his waist, I feel him grind into me and I can't stop the moan that escapes my throat if I tried.

He quickly unzips his pants and releases his engorged dick. He slides it up and down my wet entrance and with one quick thrust; he's seethed inside me to the hilt. I bring my other leg around his waist and push my heels into his lower back, urging him to go faster and harder.

His mouth clamps down on my exposed nipple and I cry out in pure ecstasy. I can feel his ragged breaths on my chest and his stubble on me, as he alternates between nipping and sucking at my skin.

"Faster…" I groan. "I'm almost there."

We're interrupted by the loud banging of the door. We both stop and look up to see the Cullen's standing in the entrance way. Every single one of them has a shocked look on their face and no one says a word.

I realize that Dale is still buried deep inside of me with them standing there staring at us. I wrap my legs tighter around him and smirk. "Fuck them. Why'd you stop?"

Dale looks terrified and I know it's because he's afraid they'll tell Charlie. This is his biggest fear come to life and I'm sure he's a just a bit relieved it was in fact the Cullen's and not Charlie himself barging through the door. I know I am.

He quickly pulls out of me and I watch him scramble to zip up his jeans. Once he finally does, he bolts it out the front door and leaves me standing there in nothing but my pale pink silk robe.

I don't bother to fix my hair or excuse myself to get cleaned up. No, I don't do that at all but I do tie the robe a bit tighter to my body.

Perhaps I'm in shock. That has to be the reason for remaining so calm.

I walk over to the ashtray to relight my cigarette and I can feel their eyes on me. I can feel his but I won't look into those topaz orbs. I won't. I won't hurt myself. I need a fix first. I need more of a fix to face him.

The silence is still the only thing in the room between the Cullen's and myself. Nobody says a damn thing as I light my laced cigarette and take a big breath in. Nope, it looks like I'm going to have to break the silence after all.

"So…" I turn around and face them, putting on my best smile. "What brings you back here?"

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