Hi all! Sorry it took me forever to post this. It may be my last post for the SmutU year, but I will try my best to finish out the assignments. This was originally to be posted for SexyLexiCullen's assignment, but I chickened out at the last minute and didn't finish it. As I was going through my docs today I saw it and decided that I would finish it and post it. Some of you may not like it, and some of you may find it offensive. I'm sorry if you do. So without further ado, I give you Fuckedward and Dumbella.

WARNING! THIS CONTAINS STRONG DRUG USE AND TALKS ABOUT ABORTION.

I looked around the party trying to find Alice. The music was loud, my vision slightly blurred, and my cup was empty.

I, Bella Swan, was drunk.

Some guy I barely knew was talking my ear off, and it was starting to get annoying. I looked around the room for Alice one last time before deciding to go and look for her. I stood from the couch, but quickly grabbed the armrest as I became dizzy.

"Woah, you okay there?" Said random guy.

He went to stand to help me, but I put my hand up to stop him. I turned around and walked towards the kitchen, hoping Alice was in there, but no such luck. All I found was the most embarrassing gaggle of freshmen girls, I had ever seen. I quickly tried to make an exit, but my luck was terrible tonight.

If only I knew just how terrible.

"Bella! Oh my god, I am sooooooo happy to see you! We have Chem101 together – Lauren Mallory? I actually sit, like, two seats behind you"

"Right. Have you seen Alice Brandon?"

"Oh, um, yeah I think she went down to the basement."

I didn't say anything as I left, because I honestly had no idea who that girl was. I made my way through the crowd in the kitchen, but tripped on the stripping between the linoleum and the carpet of hallway, and I would have completely ate shit, if it weren't for a strong pair of hands grasped tightly around my upper arm and waist. I turned to say thank you and immediately wished I had gone face first onto the floor.

This shit cannot be happening.

"Hi Bella."

I looked up into the royal blue eyes, of none other than, Edward Cullen. I hadn't seen him in over a year, since right after he returned from rehab – for like the fourth time. I continued to stare because the alcohol had obviously impaired my ability to speak. He had let go of my arm, but kept one hand on my waist. This realization snapped me back to reality and I shifted out of his grasp. He let go, but the cocky grin he gave me, told me he knew how uncomfortable I was. I needed to get a grip.

"Hi Edward. I have to go to the bathroom."

What the hell is wrong with me?

I heard him laugh awkwardly as I booked it down the hall to the bathroom I had used previously in the night. I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it while sliding to the floor. My life was slowly starting to get itself together and then I had to run into him the one night I decide to go out.

Running into your ex boyfriend is always painful, unless your one of those people who is actually still friends with their ex. I am definitely not one of those people.

Edward and I had an interesting relationship. It consisted of sex, drugs, and bay area music. It was my freshman year of college when we met and I was down for whatever. Yep, I was one of those girls. The popular, but not bad, girl in high school that went to college and decided to throw caution to the wind. Shit was fun, until it wasn't anymore. Long story short, I got pregnant, he got court ordered to rehab, and I was left with a decision to make. Regardless of what everyone thought they knew, I didn't get an abortion. When the doctor did the routine ultrasound before the procedure, she couldn't find a heartbeat. I would be a liar if I didn't say that made me feel better about myself. I had decided that no child deserved to come into the world with two really fucked up young parents, but to know that their wasn't a heartbeat? Solidified the fact that my choosing an abortion was the right decision. Most people don't know that part of the story though, but I didn't care. It was nice to have something private for once.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts, and I clumsily grabbed onto the sink to pull myself up and open the door. I may have groaned when I saw who was standing on the other side.

"Can I come in?"

He had the body of a man, but such a baby face. He knew how much his boyish smile made me weak at the knees, and he had it on full blast tonight. I should hate him more than anything in this world, making me deal with all the shit I had to by myself, but any time I was within ten feet of him, I was his. He owned me completely when we were face to face, and I fucking hated it.

I let out a sigh and finally responded.

"Sure, I guess, I mean – why the fuck not?"

I pushed the door open so he could come in, and he quickly shut it behind him, locking it. He walked over to the sink and I leaned back against the door, putting my hand over my eyes, praying that I wasn't actually in the situation I was in. I knew what he was doing as I heard him pull stuff out of his pockets, the crinkling of a plastic bag, and the scraping of a card – probably a school ID. I felt his hands grasp my hips as he snaked them around to clasp at the small of my back. He was so close to me that I shivered. I dropped my hand from my eyes and looked up at him.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Why does it seem like I totally ruined you're night by running into you, or really, you ran into me." He had that fire burning deep within his dark green eyes and I knew I was in deep shit.

I looked over at the sink and saw four lines of coke lined up on the counter. He followed my gaze and handed me a hundred dollar bill. I stared at the bill in my hand for a moment and felt the tingling sensation from his hands on my hips. I couldn't believe I was even considering doing what I was about to do.

I looked back at the counter, my body practically already buzzing with excitement, before the powder went up my nose. Edward took a step back and nudged me towards the lines he laid out for us. I took the hundred-dollar bill in my hand and rolled it up perfectly to create a hole that was small, but not too small. As I leaned down and lined the bill up with my nose, I felt him pull my hair back and out of my face. Just like old times.

I quickly snorted the two outrageously large lines of coke and handed the bill to Edward. I tried not to throw up as I felt the drugs run down the back of my throat.

I felt my body come alive as I began to buzz with almost uncontrollable excitement. I remembered how much I loved doing this, and how much I loved doing it with Edward. The sex was fucking great, so great, and I wanted to have sex with him tonight – No – like, right now.

He quickly wiped up the counter and turned to look at me. The grin plastered on my face was most likely ridiculous, but he returned it ten fold. He went to reach for me, but I grabbed him first.

I laced my hand around his neck, pulling his face roughly to mine so I could kiss him. It was deep and needy and everything I remember. The drugs made things ten times as intense, and before I knew it he was grabbing my legs and lifting me up, slamming my back into the wall. I kissed him frantically, breaking away to breathe and revel in the feeling of his hands grasping my ass. I leaned my head back down and bit him on the neck as his hips pushed me even harder against the wall, the friction causing my pussy to tingle with pleasure. I groaned as his lips met mine again and the feeling of our tongues dancing was so fucking amazing. I bit down on his lip, hard, and he moaned loudly. I know what Edward likes and how he likes it – rough. I began to unbuckle his belt as he trailed kisses down my collarbone – biting me, marking me every other kiss or so. He shoved me hard against the wall so it would support me as he snaked one hand up to rip open my button down shirt. He pulled my breast out and immediately attacked it with his mouth. I had gotten his pants undone and palmed his erection. He wasn't huge, but it was long, and curved just right so it rubbed that sweet spot deep inside. He groaned as he felt me align his cock with my wet core. Who knew wearing a skirt would have been so beneficial tonight?

"I've missed you, Bella." He whispered in my ear before biting it harshly.

I groaned in response as he pushed into me – grabbing my ass even tighter to support my weight. He hissed as he pulled back out only to slam back into me.

"Still so fucking tight," he said as he pounded into me.

I was thankful for the drugs coursing through my system. All the feelings I should be feeling were nowhere to be found and I was enjoying every moment of this quick fuck. My orgasm was fast approaching and I tried to grab onto the wall behind me. I squeezed my legs around him tighter as my body shattered into a million pieces. I just now noticed Edward's hand over my mouth – so I bit it. I must have been loud. Oops.

He hissed as he brought his hand back down to my ass and dug his fingernails into me. I responded by leaning forward a bit so my mouth was right next to his ear. Because of the drugs I knew it would take some coaxing to get him off.

"You fuck me so good baby. I've missed you too," I whispered before sucking on his earlobe and biting.

"Keep going, Bella. I want you to come one more time." His hand snaked around to tease my back entrance – a sure way to get me going again. It also meant that he needed more time.

I wound my fingers through his hair as he pulled me off the wall and carried me over to the counter that held the sink. I pushed him back so we became disconnected and his eyes snapped to mine. I gave a smug smirk and hopped off the counter – turning around and bending over. He groaned and smacked my ass as he aligned us again and pushed into me. I caught his eye in the mirror and watched as he fucked me. Fucking in front of a mirror was always so erotic. I had only ever done it with him.

I watched as he teased my back entrance with his thumb again, and I hissed. It always felt so good. His thrusts became erratic and I could tell he was close. His thumb began to push in and out in tandem with his thrusts and I moaned loudly, not caring who heard us. Just as I felt the tightening in my stomach of another orgasm he slammed into me and gripped my ass tightly as he grunted. I felt his seed pour into me, not even caring that he wasn't wearing a condom. That's probably how we got into trouble the last time. Edward and I were terrible for each other. We were impulsive together – each other's bad habit.

He pulled out of me and handed me a towel from the cabinet next to us. We each began to clean up as we tried to catch our breath from the marathon fuck in some random bathroom. The weight of what we had just done should have been washing over me, but it wasn't. That was the problem with drugs. They make you do stupid things that you will regret in the morning, but not in the moment. I was on cloud nine. The sex only intensified the coke ripping through my veins and I wanted more.

I turned to look at Edward as he finished buckling his jeans. He looked up at me and smirked.

"I know that look. That's Bella Swan's look for 'I want more.'"

I stood there waiting for him to make the move. Would this be it? Would we leave this bathroom and go our separate ways?

He grabbed my hand and began to unlock the door.

"Lets get out of here. Can you drive me home? You can stay the night with me." I nodded as I followed him out of the bathroom.

We walked quickly trying to get out of the party before anyone noticed us together. I heard my name being called and knew that we had been spotted, and by the one person that shouldn't have spotted us – Alice.

I started to slow down and pull my hand away, but he only gripped it tighter and pulled me out the door. I giggled as I pushed the rising panic of Alice seeing me back down where it belonged. I would grant myself this one night - this one night to feel free like I used to be, and have fun. I'll deal with the consequences tomorrow. Unless, that is, tomorrow never comes.

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