CHAPTER 11
BELLA'S POV
I was on the roof of a very high building, so high that the dark clouds were on my eye level. The ocean was spread in front of me, the waves touching the edges of the roof, as if calling me to the depth of the water. I looked to my right and Edward was inside the next building, his back facing me, the window was closed so he couldn't hear my screams when I called his name. I looked towards the water; it was like a magnet pulling me into it. I leaned forward, admiring the darkness of the sky that was whispering promises of an upcoming storm. Suddenly the ground underneath me started shaking and the roof started to collapse. The waves turned humongous as they came crushing towards me. I knew I was going to die; there was no way I was going to survive. I looked at Edward, terrified that he wouldn't turn around to see what was happening, it was like we were both in separate worlds. It was like he couldn't hear or see anything that was happening to me. I fell into the water, the coldness hitting me like razor blades through my skin. I couldn't fight it anymore, I let my body loose, as the waves crushed me underneath them and there was nothing else but darkness.
Seconds later something caught my arm and I was pulled out of the water. Suddenly everything around me was green and warm. My clothes were dry, as if none of it even happened before. Edward was holding me in his arms, his eyes shining with love and adoration, his smile leaving me breathless. It looked like we were at some meadow. There were dozens of flowers surrounding us, it felt like heaven.
Edward leaned in closer to kiss me and my eyes watered from happiness. It was the most beautiful moment of my life. He cupped my face in his hand and murmured my name. I leaned in towards him, closing my eyes and whispering
"I'm yours, Edward."
Just when his lips were about to touch mine I heard a laugh. The most sinister laugh ever. I opened my eyes, and gasped when I saw a different man standing in front of me instead of Edward. He had long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, his eyes were so evil and his smile made me shiver in terror. I started looking around for Edward, only to see him hugging another woman. She had the same smile that the guy in front of me had; only her hair was longer, and strawberry blonde. She was beautiful, but she was evil too. Edward's eyes were closed as he whispered my name again, thinking that the woman was me. I opened my mouth to scream his name, to tell him that I'm here, but the hand that was cupping my face grabbed my neck and started chocking me.
My eyes rolled back in my head and before I could completely lose my breath, I heard him whisper.
"I own you."
I woke up, screaming at the top of my lungs. I have never been so scared my entire life. My forehead was covered in sweat, my heart couldn't stop beating like crazy. That was the worst dream of my life.
I heard Charlie call my name as he rushed to my room.
"Bella? What's wrong?" He had a gun in his hand as he turned on the lights and started looking around, searching for whatever made me scream.
"Nothing, just a nightmare dad. I'm sorry for waking you up." I said breathlessly, the images of the dream still playing in front of my eyes.
"Hold on, I'll bring you water." He sighed, relieved but also concerned as he observed my face. I probably looked pale like a ghost.
A minute later he came up again with a glass of water and gave it to me.
"Thanks dad."
"Do you want me to leave the lights on?"
"No, that only makes it worse. I'll listen to my iPod and try to get some sleep." I assured him, smiling a little.
"Alright, let me know if you need anything else."
"Sure dad, I will."
He left again, this time closing the door.
I looked at my phone, it was 4am. I had to wake up in two and half hours anyway. I put on my headphones and tried to think of something pleasant.
And I couldn't sleep.
So I got up and checked my e-mail.
I had a message from Rene, asking how my life is and why I reply back so late to her.
Well mom, maybe if you didn't cheat on Charlie and left me when I was 4, I would've treated you like the normal mom that you pretend to be.
She's in Arizona with her husband Phill, probably having the time of her life, never caring how I really am or what grade I'm in.
Yeah, sending useless messages four times a year is not really the best way to show the love and care you should have towards your only daughter. Whatever, at first it hurt a lot, because I wanted to have a mom to tell my problems and feeling to, to have someone give you an advice when you start your period or warn you to not trust people so easily when going to middle school. I'm not complaining about Charlie, he is doing the best he can and I'm so thankful for all the things he has done for me. I don't feel bad because of Rene anymore, but it annoys me that she acts as if she cares, when clearly she doesn't.
I replied back, telling her that I was fine and that I was busy with work and school, which were the reason for my late replies.
She knew the real reason, but she just didn't want to accept it.
I will most likely quit my job; working at Mike's dad's store wasn't really going to be pleasant after I threatened to send him to jail yesterday in art class.
But I was done worrying for now.
Alice and Rosalie were planning to go to Palm Springs this weekend. Emmett's friend owned a house there, and he was in Italy for three weeks, so he gave the place to Emmett.
Rosalie asked Emmett if we can have a girls' night out there and he agreed to it on only condition which was for them to come join us later to party.
It was going to be amazing.
Charlie was totally fine with it. Well because he didn't know that there were going to be boys there.
Finally it was 6:30 am and I got up to get dressed.
I looked like hell.
I tried to make myself look better with a little bit of cover up, blush, and mascara.
I curled my hair, and put on a pair of shorts and a blue cardigan with a white tank top and combat boots.
"Well you look pretty bomb today." Edward smiled, when I sat in my seat.
I blushed a little, noticing him stare at me but I just rolled my eyes.
We had a substitute today and Leah was absent. The chubby guy that was always high was listening to music, so it was just Edward and I doing class work. We still had to finish out project about the artist and one of his paintings but we haven't set a date for it yet.
"I told you, come over to my house, we'll finish it." Edward said. "I'll try my hardest not to rape you." He winked.
"Idiot." I smacked him on the shoulder, but he didn't even blink. The fucker was too strong. "I'm not coming over to your house, you're gonna make everything too awkward."
"How am I gonna make it awkward? We can't concentrate in the library and your dad is always home, so what else can we do?"
I thought about it for a moment, trying to find a way to get it over with.
"Charlie was planning on going somewhere far away with Billy for fishing next weekend; you could come in the morning."
"He won't be home the whole day?"
"Nope, I told him I was going to sleepover at Alice's house so he would go, or else he would be too worried."
"Alright cool, then I guess next weekend I'll come. You're going to Palm Springs this weekend right?"
"Yeah, well we're gonna go to a club in two days, then after it we'll sleepover there and stay for maybe two days."
"What club are you guys gonna go to?"
"Don't know yet, Rose said she's gonna find a good one."
"Are you gonna get crazy drunk again?" He smiled, his eyes teasing lightly.
"I'll try not you, and it was your fault for mixing my drinks ok!"
"Hey I didn't know what you had other drinks before I got you one!"
"You could've asked."
"You could've refused to take it."
"I was too distracted by Jake's text to care."
He rolled his eyes, clearly not liking to hear Jake's name.
"Are you going to come to the club too?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Will I get a lap dance if I do?" He smiled.
"It's like you're reading my mind." I widened my eyes in sarcastic amazement.
"Oh yeah, and right now you're thinking of my two fingers, doing amazing things to you." He raised his hand, pointing his index and middle fingers towards me, moving his hand around to show every side of it and his eyes never leaving mine.
I probably turned red like a tomato when I looked at his two long fingers, his words messing up with my head.
Was it weird to get turned on by his dirty jokes?
I couldn't say anything back, the feeling between my legs was warm and a little bit tingly and it shocked me.
Usually Jake had to kiss me for a while for me to start feeling this way, however, Edward just had to say few words to me and look at me like that and I was hot all over.
So I did the only thing I could think of before my blush could embarrass me more.
I kicked his foot with my combat boot heel and laughed out loud when he groaned.
A second later he smiled evilly at me, and grabbed my leg, tickling the underside of my knee. I jumped up in my seat, surprised by his touch and couldn't stop giggling.
"S- stop!" I laughed, pulling his hands away but failing. Finally he let go of my leg and laughed. I noticed myself starting at him. I was honestly mesmerized by his smile, I liked seeing it.
When the clean up bell rang we just left instead of waiting in class, the substitute didn't say anything.
We walked out together, and I was about to turn to the other side to leave when he called me.
"Come this way, I want to get food."
So I just walked with him towards the cafeteria windows. I have already gotten food before so I didn't get anything.
"Get me an apple." I told him when he got to the fruit basket.
"Which one do you want?" He asked, looking back at me. There were different sizes but the small ones didn't really have a taste.
"The big one." I said.
He turned around, smirking at me.
"Oh my god, how dirty minded can you get?" I exclaimed, laughing at him as I took the big apple out of his hand.
"Hey we all know you like it big." He started cracking up. "'The big one'" He repeated it again, shaking his head.
We walked towards the wall on the side of the school building, just standing there eating our food.
Every time I took a bite of it, he would laugh. And honestly, I wasn't annoyed because I fucking loved seeing him laugh.
"I think it's too big for you, you have to open wide." He laughed when he noticed me struggling to bite it.
"It's ok, I'll make it fit." I smirked, my eyes never leaving his as I bite it, licking the juice off of my lips.
""I know you will, with your big soft lips." He stared at me lips, as I bit my lower lip before biting the apple again. I don't know what has gotten into me. I wasn't doing anything on purpose. I just felt so comfortable around him.
"Now you can tell others that you gave me a big, good one." I said, teasing him.
"Oh I don't have to tell them, they know I always keep the ladies satisfied." He smirked.
"I'm sure you do." I rolled my eyes. He laughed as I bit the apple again.
"How does eating an apple look dirty to you? I just don't get it." I smiled.
"Hey I'm always like this, I find something dirty in everything."
"You're too horny, when's the last time you got laid?"
"Yesterday." He smiled, raising his hand and wiggling his five fingers.
"Ew! You're disgusting."
"Shut up, you prude." He rolled his eyes. "You know you finger yourself."
"I don't actually."
"Bullshit."
"No, I touch myself, but I don't finger- WHY AM I TALKING ABOUT THIS WITH YOU!" I blushed, ignoring his smile.
"It's a natural thing, don't be ashamed." His smile got bigger, enjoying this conversation a little bit too much. "If you ever need help with teaching how to finger yourself, don't hesitate to ask." He winked.
"I don't need help! I'm just too ti-" I shut myself up. Frustrated at how easily he made me open up to him about my most personal thoughts. To other people this would've considered slutty but with him it was natural. I knew he didn't view me as a whore; he just had no shame in talking about this things.
Thankfully the bell ring saved me, but before I could turn around to leave, he came closer, his scruff touching my cheek and his hot breath giving me goose bumps on the nape of my neck.
"Well I can untighten you any day you want." He pulled back and laughed softly at my blushed and surprised expression.
"Go fucking die!" I yelled after him as he left, but the smile was clear in my voice.
Fucking perverted sexy idiot.
The weekend came by sooner than I've noticed.
Alice has picked out our outfits for us, and I was so glad that she was going to come with us this time.
We've became closer after Edward's and Jake's fight, because she stopped trying to convince me to get back with him. Finally, she has realized that the break up wasn't a mistake, and that Jake wasn't the one for me. She even started liking Edward, since Jasper was friends with him now.
I went over to Alice's house to get ready, Charlie obviously didn't know that we were going to a club tonight.
"Alice, there is no fucking way that I'm going to wear THAT." I told her when she showed me the outfits for tonight.
"Bella this is what they wear to things like that!"
"That's a bra!"
"It's a sparkly bra!" She exclaimed, jumping up and down. "I made it just for this night!"
Rosalie was already wearing hers, and I had to admit she rocked that red sparkly piece of sexiness and red skirt.
Alice's was yellow and gorgeous; she paired it with a white skirt and stiletto heels. Mine was between pink and purple, the stones on them were different sizes and different shades of pinks. It was beautiful.
"Bella it's like saying that wearing bikini to a beach is inappropriate." Rosalie rolled her eyes at me, while taking a picture of herself with her phone, probably sending it to Emmett.
"Fine." I sighed, giving in and making Alice's smile even bigger, if that was possible. "But what am I gonna wear with it?"
"I have a black skirt, it'll match with it perfectly!"
"Your skirt will be too small for me though."
"Just try it on and shut the fuck up!"
"Are you on a mission of making me look like a whore?" I teased, trying on the skirt that she handed me.
Well at least my ass was covered. I put on the bra too and checked myself in the mirror. The push up made my breasts look a size bigger.
"Damn Bella, I would so bang you if I was lesbian." Rosalie sang.
"Look who's talking you sex machine." I laughed.
"Yay this is gonna be so much fun! Come I'll do your hair." Alice grabbed my hand, leading me towards the chair.
After an hour of torturing and burning the shit out of my hair, she stepped back, the expression of satisfaction shining on her face. "You look like a doll." She smiled. "I'm going to do purple, gray, and black smokey eye make-up, with extra mascara and soft pink lipstick and my masterpiece will be finished!"
She put a flower garland head piece on my head (Picture on my profile!) Making the whore look- I mean sexy look- more innocent and hippie style, if that even makes sense.
I loved the new outfit, it was unique and I've never worn such a thing before.
"Did you tell your boyfriends that it's a girls' night out only?" I asked them, I didn't want to be the loser single girl there while my best friends made out with their soul mates. I know, I sound like a selfish bitch, but we had our nights with the boys, and we had to have nights with girls only.
"Yes, yes." Alice assured me. "Although, Jasper said he'll check up on us in the end, just to make sure that we can walk straight without falling or throwing up." She giggled.
"I think Emmett is gonna spy on us." She said, looking down at her phone. "Maybe I shouldn't have sent him a picture of my look." She smiled sheepishly, but also happy that her boyfriend was jealous.
"Why do you think he's gonna spy on us though?" I asked, fixing the head piece a little bit, but pulling my hand away when Alice slapped it to stop me, making me glare at her.
"Because I asked him what his plans are for the night, and he said he'll be out with the guys. I told him not to bother us, but he can't lie so he said that he'll try his hardest to stay away." She smiled.
"Ugh, they better not ruin it." I rolled my eyes, fighting my smile because it made me happy to see Rosalie happy with her boyfriend. It was about time.
"Shut up you know you want your lover boy to come" Rosalie said, making Alice giggle.
"What are you talking about?" I blushed, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Quit acting so innocent miss passing-out-on-Edward-with-a-pink-thong-on-after-grinding-on-him-whore" She smiled.
"Shut the fuck up, I'm going out, to find a hot guy and make out with him tonight. I'm not going to think about Edward, we're just friends, it's not like that."
"Whatever makes your vagina happy." Rose said.
An hour later, we were at the club/rave. We had shots of vodka in the car, because we couldn't get drinks inside. The concert was all ages, so we didn't get our fake IDs this time. We got orange wrist bands before getting in; the band has already started playing. The bass system was so fucking strong I could feel the floor vibrate under my sky high heels that Alice forced me into wearing.
I noticed a couple of guys checking us out and smiling when I made eye contact with them, I gave them a small smile back, not feeling tipsy enough to feel that confident.
J Majik and Wickaman- in pieces, started playing, filling the whole dance floor with the vibes of the loud instruments, washing the sounds through my whole body, making me lose myself in the excitement of it all. Alice, Rosalie and I cheered, putting our hands up in the air and moving along the song, screaming out the lyrics.
"We need to get some drinks!" Rosalie screamed in my ear, grabbing my arm to pull me towards the bar.
"Hold on, we can't buy them!" I yelled back, making her stop. I looked around and spotted two older guys with drinks in their hands. I walked up to them and smiled. "If we give you boys money will you get us some drinks?"
"Sure ladies." One of them smiled. "What do you want?"
"Vodka!" We both screamed. I took out 50 bucks and gave it to them. "We'll wait here, just one shot!"
He nodded and walked towards the bar.
A minute later he came back with a glass of alcohol and handed it to us.
"Where's the change?" I yelled.
"It was 50 bucks!" He said through the loud music.
"What? That's impossible." I insisted.
"No, really, it's expensive here." He started explaining.
"Let's go, they ripped us off." Rosalie grabbed my hand, pulling me back towards the dance floor.
"Fucking bitches." I muttered to myself.
"It's ok! Let's drink it baby!" She yelled and drank half of it, grimacing in disgust when she handed it back to me.
I finished the drink, and we threw the glass full of ice on the crowd, laughing our asses off.
We went back and found Alice, dancing with a guy. Her tiny body was already drunk from the shots we took in the car and she was clearly enjoying herself, but we didn't want Jasper to come and see her ass glued to someone else's dick so I grabbed her hand and pushed her towards me.
She wrapped her hands around me shoulders, hugging me tight.
"I fucking love you bitch!" She screamed and leaned in to kiss my cheek by missed and her lips landed on mine.
Now just to make things clear, I'm not lesbian and neither is she.
But when you're drunk, kissing your best friend is not unpleasant. It's the same as practicing kissing the back of your hand when you're all alone in your room and just finished watching a chick flick about happily ever after shit.
I pulled back, my eyes wide and laughed.
"You just fucking kissed me!"
"I know!" She laughed back, too excited. "We fucking kissed! Let's do it again!"
"Fuck yeah!" I screamed, leaning in and kissing her one more time.
"Hold the fuck up you whores!" Rosalie pulled us apart. "You ain't making out without me!" She wrapped her leg around Alice's hip and kissed her then she hugged me and kissed me too.
The guys around us started cheering, but we were having too much fun to care.
The bitch was too drunk and she fucking bit my lip, making it hurt like shit. We finally finished our lesbian moment and started dancing again.
A minute later a short guy came up and tried dancing with me, if I wasn't so drunk I would've been more nice but I pulled him closer to me and yelled in his ear.
"I'm sorry I like tall guys!" Before running away from him.
Next thing I know Rosalie Alice and I are dancing like crazy in the middle of a mosh pit. The people around us were pushing each other, throwing themselves on the floor and pulling on each other's clothes. Some girls were flashing their tits, pouring down alcohol on themselves. I was grinding on Alice, and Alice was grinding on Rosalie, and Rosalie was flashing her ass as she went down on the floor, swaying her hips and shaking her boobs.
Yes, it was crazy.
Some guys brought us drinks and we swigged it down our throats before throwing the cup on the crowd again, not caring if it hit someone's face. Unfortunately, someone did it to us too, and I fell on the floor, my chest and bra covered in what smelled like beer. But we just laughed it off and continued dancing.
Another guy smiled at me and approached me when I smiled back.
He was tall and he was fucking cute.
I felt him press himself to my back, as he held my hips and started swaying our hips together to the music.
I had a flashback moment of the time when Edward and I were dancing like this, but I tried getting the image out of my head.
The guy's hands were now moving on my skin, grazing my stomach, going upper until I caught his hands in mine and intertwined them, stopping him from touching my girls.
I may be drunk, but I wasn't crazy drunk like before.
I felt him press his face to my neck, his lips touching my shoulder.
For a moment I thought of turning my head and kissing him but something inside me stopped me from doing so. For some reason, I didn't feel the urge of making out with him like I did when I was dancing with Edward.
I opened my eyes, searching for Rosalie and Alice, and my jaw probably touched the ground when I saw them grinding on their boyfriends.
The fuckers found us.
Not fucking fair.
"Hey!" I yelled, pulling away from the poor guy, leaving him annoyed and confused. I walked up towards Rosalie and Emmett and started yelling in their faces, which were currently sucking on each other.
"NOT FUCKING FAIR! HOW COME I CAN'T FIND A GUY TO MAKE OUT WITH?" I yelled, too tipsy to care about my words, and they were obviously too into it to actually pay attention to me.
I looked back at the guy I was dancing with and started walking towards him when a tall figure stood in front of me.
He was taller than the cute dude, his body looked more masculine, and through all this different smells of alcohol, smoke, and sweat, I noticed his cologne mixed with his own smell.
"Let's go get some fresh air." Edward yelled, grabbing my hand and started walking.
I was too surprised to say a word, so I just followed him as we walked out of the dance floor.
He stopped next to the exit, near the bathrooms and the couches occupied by people that were too cool- I mean too insecure to show off their dance moves- to party.
"What are you guys doing here, it was supposed to be a girls' night out!" I yelled but then lowered my voice when I realized that the music wasn't as loud here.
"Emmett and Jasper came to check up on you guys to see if you were ok."
"Then why are you here?" I crossed my arms across my chest, forgetting that I was wearing a push up sparkly bra and my nipples were probably about to pop out of the material.
"I came to check if you're safe or not." He came closer, I stepped back but my back touched the wall, which was probably what he was aiming for.
My breath got caught in my throat, as I looked into his green eyes, full of hunger for something that I've been craving for a while. I fought the urge to grab his jacket and pull him closer, instead I wrapped my arms closer around myself and raised my eyebrow.
"Are you high?" I asked.
Because I had to make sure if his actions were controlled and he realized what he was doing or if he was disconnected from his mind and wouldn't even remember a thing in the morning,
"No." He murmured, looking down at my chest, his eyelashes long and dark, his hair a mess of sexiness. "Emmett and I just had a couple of shots before coming here." He looked up into my eyes, mesmerizing me with its intensity.
His hand slowly came up and rested on my hip, his thumb caressing the side of my waist.
"I was watching you dance with some guy." He said, his tone unreadable. "I saw him touch you." His finger lightly stroked a circle around my belly button, slowly going up my side, making me breathe heavily, my chest rising up and down. His finger came up between my breasts, brushing against my collarbone. I was near hyperventilation, his smell, his velvet voice, his slow touch, the look in his eyes. It was all too much.
"And?" I whispered, my voice shaking slightly.
He came closer, till his body was pressed against mine. His hands on either side of my head, pressed against the wall.
"I didn't like it." He breathed, the sweet smell almost pulling me in towards his mouth. I saw a small part of his tongue, licking his lower lip as he noticed me biting my own in anxiety.
"Well then why didn't you stop me?" I said.
He leaned his head down till his lips were grazing over my neck as he said.
"Trust me, if I could have my way with you, I would throw you over my shoulder and get you the fuck out of here so that no one could even lay their perverted eyes on you." His mouth came up, leaving a trail of torturously slow, hot kisses along my skin till he pulled my earlobe between his lips and nibbled on it softly. I shivered, my hands resting on his chest. Not being able to decide if I should pull him closer or away from me.
"Edward, please." I managed to whisper. "You're drunk."
"You're drunk too." He mumbled on my skin, twirling is tongue under the weak spot under my ear, making me whimper lightly.
"Yes, and this is wrong. We're friends. You're my friend, we can't do this." My words made no sense, the alcohol and his lips were messing up with my head and I couldn't stop it.
His hand came down and rested on my waist again as he roughly pulled me closer to his chest. I gasped when I felt him hard against my stomach.
"Do I feel like your friend now?" His velvet voice whispered in my ear, as he moved his crotch against me again to prove his point. I felt the familiar feeling between my legs and felt myself press closer to him, making him groan.
"Oh" I gasped, when he bit my neck, doing amazing things to my skin with his tongue. My fingers grabbed his hair, running through its silkiness.
His hand left my waist, and he bent his knees lightly so he could grab my thigh and pull it up to his waist, holding me with his chest so that I would remain steady. He let his hand wander up the bare skin of the underside of my leg.
"Do you have any idea, how long I've wanted to live this moment?" He murmured, looking into my eyes. I looked down at his lips, wanting oh so badly to kiss him till I lost my breath.
I closed my eyes when he leaned closer, cupping my cheek, just when his lips were about to touch mine and make my heart stop beating, I heard a someone's laugh and had the biggest de javu moment ever. My eyes popped wide open and I gasped in terror as I remembered the blonde guy from my nightmare choking me to death and laughing evilly. I pushed Edward back, and looked around just to find a regular guy laughing loudly with his friends near the couches.
"Bella?" Edward asked, his voice alarmed and full of concern. "What's wrong? What happened?"
My heart was beating like crazy and I felt myself shake a little. It felt so real, the thought of it scared me to death. I looked at Edward, certain that my eyes were full or fear and shock. I tried to calm down my nerves and whispered.
"Just a flashback, from a nightmare, I have to go.' I ran to the bathroom quickly, feeling the sickness build up in my stomach, I closed the door ignoring Edward's voice calling my name.
Next thing I know I was throwing up in the toilet, trying to hold my hair away from my face. I wanted to die, I hate puking. Some women started asking me questions but I felt too sick to answer back.
I walked towards the sink to wash my face when a security opened to door and looked at me.
Someone must've told her that I was throwing up here because she stood behind me, observing me as I did my best to look normal. But even as I checked myself in the mirror it was obvious from my eyes that I was drunk. I wasn't crazy drunk but my face was flushed and my eyes were kind of red.
"Follow me." She said, as she grabbed my arm and leaded me out the door.
I looked around, searching for Edward and the others, but they were nowhere near my sight.
"Can I see your ID?" The security asked, as we talked outside, behind the club building and she sat me down on a chair. There were a couple of other securities standing there, and two girls with one guy sitting on the chairs across from me.
I was so terrified. Was I going to go to jail? Where was Alice or Rosalie? Why was I alone?
I started praying, begging God to keep me safe and away from prison.
Why did I have to get sick?
All because of that nightmare.
"I don't have it." I said. "I'm not drunk." I told her, trying to sound honest.
"Mhmm" She said, as she pulled out a paper and a pen and handed it to me. "I need you to write down your name, birth date, and phone number here."
I didn't say a word, as I wrote everything down.
"I need you to call your mom to come pick you up, or I'll call the police." She told me.
"No please don't." I pleaded. "My mom is in Arizona, I don't live with her. I came here with my friends, can I please call them to come and we can go home?"
"I need an adult to come pick you up or I'll have to call the cops." She told me.
"Please let me call my friends, my dad doesn't have a cell phone and he's not home." Well Charlie did have a cell phone but he hardly used it, so it wasn't really a lie. "I'll tell my friend to call her dad, please."
She nodded, and I quickly took my phone out of my bra since my skirt didn't have pockets and I dialed Alice's number.
"Bella? Where are you?" She yelled, making me yank the phone away from my ear.
"Alice, please come outside right now. We need to get home. The security is telling me to go home."
I pleaded, please God, I don't want to go to jail, please.
"What? Oh my God. Where are you?"
"I'm outside, it's behind the building, on the right side, just ask one of the securities. Alice please, they want an adult to come show his ID or they'll call the police."
"Fuck! Shit! We can't call our parents they'll kill us." I heard her quickly tell the others what happened and few seconds later she yelled into the phone. "Emmett is calling his neighbor, tell the security we're coming right now."
"Ok." I said and hung up on her. "They're on their way."
2 minutes later I saw Rosalie and Alice running towards me, Emmett Jasper and Edward following after them. I Rosalie bended down to hug me.
"Oh honey, are you ok?"
"What happened?" Alice hugged me from the other side. "Edward came and told us to go to the bathroom because you weren't feeling good."
"I got sick, and the security came in and saw me." I mumbled, having a hard time keeping my eyes off of Edward.
"Why did you get sick? You didn't even get crazy drunk this time." Rosalie said, pulling back and looking at me.
"I-I kind of had a bad flashback from a really terrible nightmare. I don't know, I guess the fear messed up my stomach." I mumbled, shaking my head to clear the image from my head.
"We'll talk about it later, let's go to the Palm Spring's house now." Alice said, putting a piece of hair behind my ear as she turned to the security.
"Emmett's dad is on our way to get us; he'll show you the ID." I'm guessing that Emmett's neighbor was going to pretend to be the father.
The security nodded, writing some stuff down.
"I'm so sorry guys, once again I ruined everything." I whispered. Fighting the tears.
"No honey, you didn't ruin anything. It's not your fault you got sick. Besides we wanted to leave anyways." Rose assured me.
"Seriously, we had enough fun for one night; besides this heels are fucking killing me." Alice added.
Soon Emmett's neighbor- dad- came and showed his ID to the security.
While Rose and Alice were talking to Emmett and Jasper about what to do, Edward came and kneeled in front of me, as I was still sitting in my seat.
"I'm sorry." He said softly. "I shouldn't have acted that way, it's all my fault."
"What are you saying Edward." I furrowed my eyebrows. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's just the alcohol and the bad dejavu moments. I'm sorry for what happened. I didn't mean to run away."
"Does the nightmare have anything to do with me?"
"Um-" I stammered, not wanting to confess that I had such an intimate dream about him. "Kind of." I admitted.
"Tell me about it later?" He asked.
I shook my head, as I noticed the group approach us. Edward sighed and got up when he saw them coming towards us too.
"Let's go home." Alice said.
Edward offered his hand and I grabbed it as I got up from my seat. His touch making me feel warm and safe.
"Can you walk?" He asked.
"Yeah." I mumbled, looking down at my feet.
As much as I wanted to, there was no way I was going to let Edward pick me up in this short skirt.
I shivered as the cold breeze hit my bare skin and I wrapped my arms around myself.
Edward took off his jacket and held it to me so I would wear it. I tried insisting but he was stubborn so I just wore it, even though it was way too big on me.
Emmett got in Jasper's car, since Jasper was the only one with no alcohol in his blood system. Emmett's neighbor was supposed to take me Alice and Rose home, but when Edward opened the car door for me to get in, I couldn't stop myself from asking.
"Will you come with me?" I said, my voice small and uncertain. Who knows, he might not even want to talk to me after I acted like a crazy person when he was about to give me the best kiss of my life.
He nodded and got in the car with me, Rosalie sat next to the driver's seat and I was between Alice and Edward.
We drove in silence, probably too tired to say a word.
I was having a hard time sitting straight and keeping my eyes open, so I was more than thankful when Edward put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to his warm and inviting body. I rested my head on his chest, feeling his heart beat and his chest rise up and down with every breath he took. I sighed, wrapping my arm around his waist, settling deeper into his embrace, his smell making me forget everything, his light strokes through my hair relaxing me. I felt him press his lips against my forehead as he murmured.
"Get some sleep sweet heart. I'll take you to bed when we get there."
Those were the last words I heard before I fell asleep in Edward's arms again.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hey guys! Thank you so much for the reviews 3 I'm sorry I haven't updated for a while now. I've been having some serious family problems, got kicked out of the house, now I'm a homeless staying at a motel till I can find a roommate. (I'm not kidding.) So I'm kind of in a difficult emotional stage right now, writing is one of the only beneficial things to keep my mind of reality. I've also been doing some experiments so I could write my next chapters. Like I said, these are just some small pieces of what happened to me at the last party. (Not going to say which parts actually happened and which parts didn't) ANYWAYS, enough about me. I'm sorry that I had to stop Bella's and Edward's kiss. I just want to make that moment even more exciting. The dream has a meaning, I'm sure you guys already know who the guy with ponytail and the strawberry blonde girl are. It's a sneak peak of the future obstacles that are going to be in their ways. SO let me know what you thought of this and I'll try to update as soon as possible. I love you guys.