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Chapter 4

EPOV

I had no clue how I had ended up here.

Well actually, I had a slight idea.

It had all started when the clock chimed midnight; we had been playing poker, which had gotten boring after about five hours. Emmett suggested we go to the club for an actual performance, and here we were.

I could not even begin to count how many women had hit on me tonight; in fact, I didn't think I could stand it any longer.

The one good thing was the fact that the girl who was singing was - for a better word -amazing. She did it just as she had practiced: gorgeous and at ease. But I couldn't help but notice the pain in her eyes as she swung around the pole seductively.

The music was so loud my ears were ringing by the time the club "closed" two hours later.

What they meant by closed is that the singer got off and the room was closed, but the doors remained wide open. No one was in there, besides the few people cleaning up, and my family of course, but we were just standing in the corner and observing.

"Hey Bella?" A brown haired waitress called across the room. She was speaking to the gorgeous dancer who was sitting in a chair silently, simply staring at the wall.

"Yeah?" The girl turned her deep brown eyes to the waitress.

"Nice job, I think Mike left to go take care of a little 'problem'." Both girls burst out in laughter at this. Emmett joining in by snickering under his breath.

"Hey Jess, toss me a root beer, will you?" The girl turned back to the one called 'Jess'. I was shocked; she didn't look like she was even old enough to work here.

I watched as the girl - 'Bella' I think her name was - grabbed the root beer, and headed into the dressing room to change her clothes. When she came out I was surprised; she was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of nylon shorts, quite modest compared to her former attire.

My family followed her silently as she waved good-bye to 'Jess' and walked out of the room. That's when Alice spoke up.

"Hey, Bella! How old are you?" Alice shouted. Bella spun around indifferently, as if it were totally normal that everyone knew her name.

"That depends." She swished her root beer around and took a swig, obviously waiting for us.

"On what?" Alice asked.

"On who's asking?" She looked at Alice directly in the eye, titling her head back to take another sip of her root beer.

"Um, we're the Cullen family. Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and me, Alice." She motioned to each one of us in turn, the looked back at Bella.

"Hmm, doesn't ring a bell, sorry, no dice." She turned as if to leave but stepped closer at the last minute. "Listen, I'm only telling you this because you seem like nice people." She glanced around quickly before continuing in a whisper. "Go, get out of here. This whole joint is against the law. I'm seventeen. Everyone here is illegal, either straight from jail, to young, or prohibited from working. In fact, the owner himself is nineteen."

"But wouldn't the police get involved? Don't they check all the hotels once a month?" Carlisle replied back in a whisper.

"You know what? We are a five star hotel because we have our own eighteen year old slut who sleeps with anyone who knows what's going on." Then, as if something had suddenly hit her, she looked around again then back at us. "Lauren: the slut, blonde hair, dresses like a whore, stay away from her at all costs."

We all nodded. "Don't you have a family?" Esme asked, just out of curiosity.

"You mean two people who give birth to you, treat you like dirt, and then throw you out on your fifteenth birthday? If that's what you mean, then yes, I have one." She scoffed. Then she got serious again. That's when I noticed another scent had entered the room. "Stay away from Lauren at all costs, now go, and remember, I never said anything." She then ran off to the man who had entered the room. I quickly recognized him from the bar earlier.

I followed her body with my eyes as she ran over to him, root beer in hand. I watched as he took a swig then took off with it; meanwhile Bell turned and walked into the 'employee's only' door.

"Poor girl," Esme muttered, watching Bella's retreating form.

We headed back to the room, all of us feeling immensely sympathetic. When we were almost to our room we were intercepted by a blonde wearing barely any clothing. I frowned in confusion.

"Hi I'm Lauren, and I'm ready for some fun." She raised her eyebrows suggestively, running a finger up my arm. I immediately slapped it away at a human force; I didn't really want to hurt her.

Carlisle was working out the nearest escape route, knowing from Bella's warning that we had to get away soon.

"Aw, c'mon, I'm sure you'd like it." She meant for her words to sound seductive, but it really sounded like she had a sore throat.

"Sorry, gotta go, we're meeting someone." Alice saved the day by grabbing Jasper's hand and leading him away, the rest of us following hurriedly behind.

We made it the rest of the way back to our rooms without incident. While the other couples had some alone time in their rooms, I plugged in my iPod and lay down on my bed, just listening.

All night and later into the morning I couldn't get Bella out of my head. Not only did she not climb all over me like most girls, she seemed to be really nice and modest. And I knew for a fact that she really didn't enjoy the pole dancing. I thought about her beautiful eyes, wondering what kind of parent would dump their child out like that.

I sighed; there was nothing I could do. I was a vampire, and I was entirely too dangerous.

I was a monster.

AN: Bella is not Edward's singer in this story by the way!

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