Chapter 4 Not again…

I opened up the door to my apartment and looked around. There was no sign of Alice anywhere. I looked at the clock on the radio.

"It's been an hour already," I uttered in disbelief.

"Yeah, and we are going O-U-T out," Alice announced as she walked out of the bathroom.

"Alice," I moaned as I plopped down on the couch,

"I do not want to go out tonight. Can't we just have a night where we can relax."

"Noo, Bella, no we can't," she got down and begged.

"You just got over a hang over," I pointed out.

"All the more reason to go out and celebrate," she grinned cheekily at me. "Please, please, please," she whined her voice rising.

"Fine," I threw my hands up in defeat, "but you have to promise me that you're not going to get bold faced drunk."

"Ok, I promise," she jumped up.

"And we're not staying late," I added.

"But it's a Friday night," she looked at me.

"And we don't leave here until seven." I added looking sternly at her.

"Bella," she slumped her shoulders.

"Those are my conditions take 'em or leave'em." I crossed my arms across my chest, smiling on the inside.

"Fine, you win. I will take those conditions," she grumbled as she stomped her way to her room.

With a lot of persistence and whining from Alice we ended up leaving the house at least thirty minutes earlier than I had wanted. In her haste she did not use the restroom and as soon as we got to the bar she bolted off to the bathroom, pushing people out of her way. I plopped down on a stool next to a random girl.

"So, you just couldn't resist could you," the bartender snickered as he tossed around the glass cups.

"So you work here too," I rolled my eyes. I didn't like this guy.

"And for good reason, this is a good night," he caught the cups and set them down, "So no drinking for me." He threw me a wink and I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Oh but there will be drinking for me," Alice smiled, flirting with the guy.

"You want a show," the bartender asked as he started juggling the cups. Alice shrieked with glee and I just looked at her.

"Remember our deal Alice," I stated.

"Yeah, yeah whatever Bella," she glanced at me and then back to the bartender.

The guy poured a fruity looking drink for Alice and offered me one. I shook my head. I didn't want to drink tonight. I, unlike Alice, did not enjoy waking up with a hangover.

"You're no fun Bella," Alice pouted at me as she gulped down her drink.

"I think your friend is right," the bartender smirked at me.

"Give me something stronger," Alice demanded setting down her cup.

"Sure thing beautiful." A few more drinks later and she was already slurring her words.

"Alice, we should go," I told her agitatedly. She had broken her promise. The music flowed through the speakers, making it hard to hear.

"I love this song," Alice jumped up and down in her seat.

"Well let's dance," the guy walked around the bar. Alice grabbed his hand and started what she thought was dancing, but it was just drunken movements. I watched the guy eyeing Alice's body up and down and it made me sick to my stomach.

Alice stumbled and latched on to the guy. "Whoops, sorry," she giggled.

"It's all good," he chuckled. They swayed back and forth and I turned around in my seat, mad.

When I looked at Alice again, I was shocked to find them making out. "Alice," I hissed at her but she waved me off.

"Let them have their fun," a blonde haired guy sat next to me.

"Excuse you," I asked looking at him.

"Just because you're lonely doesn't mean your friend has to be," he picked up a drink in front of him and downed it. "But I can change that," he looked at me.

"Change what?" I had to ask. I wanted to hear what this tool thought he could do for me; Like I hadn't heard it all already.

"Ah, you know babe, you just need some Mike time," he reached his hand to rub my shoulder.

"Who do you think you are," I yelled throwing his hand off my shoulder.

"Come on baby," he moved closer to me.

"Back off loser," I stood up pushing my stool in between me and the guy.

"Don't act like this," he moved closer to me. Without thinking I slapped him.

"You're going to pay for that," he snarled at me. I stood there for a second and then quickly walked to the door.

"Bella, where are you going," Alice called after me as she followed me.

"Home," I snapped.

"You're no fun," she pouted.

"Yeah and getting hit on and felt up by drunk guys isn't my idea of fun Alice."

"Well if you weren't so bitter you would probably have a guy." I looked at her in disbelief.

"At least I don't throw myself at every guy that looks at me," I hissed at her.

Her eyes narrowed into slits and her mouth tightened. "Go! I don't want you here and I'm not even sure why I put up with you."

"You put up with me," I crossed my arms. "I'm the one that takes care of you when you get drunk, I'm the one that puts you back together when your flavor of the week dumps you."

"You don't have a life so stop crushing mine," she slurred angrily.

"Whatever," I mumbled as I stormed out of the bar.

~Authors note~

Hi Eveyone I am Wiccedgoddess! But you can call me Wicced! No really I am! This here is my first attempt at writing any kind of fan fiction and Twilight is my favorite. So please know; I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS OR TWILIGHT IN ANY WAY!

Enjoy and please tell me what you think.