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Fool Me Twice Chapter 10 – July
When I stumbled into back into my apartment it was dark, I had lost track of time. Did I really care?
I just threw my cases on the floor, and then walked blindly through the dark to stumble onto the couch. Where I promptly curled up into a ball and cried again. God I was fed up of crying but it somehow made me feel better, that is until I got a headache from all the crying I did.
Eventually I turned so I faced the ceiling and just lay staring into the darkness, trying my hardest to piece together the last five days. I had fucked so many things up that it made my head spine. How would I ever be able to show my face in Forks again?
My heart ached when I thought about what I had done to Paul. How I used him to try and easy my own pain, but shit it made my pain even worse because now I had guilt to add on to my pain. I really did not know at the time that he was in love with me. I know now!
After two days of being holed up at Paul's and then when he declared his love for me. I was straight on the phone to Rose begging her to come and pick me up, which she did promptly I might add.
So for the next three days I hide at Emmett and Rose's house, ignoring my cell every time it made a noise. I begged Rose not to tell anyone where I was. I was unable to face anyone especially Alice. I really did not fancy facing the wrath of Alice, because I am sure yet again it would be my fault. I mean her wonderful brother can do nothing wrong. The bastard!
Rose was a wonderful friend she held me when I cried, brought us wine so we could get plastered together and she never mentioned my stupidity with Paul, which was a good thing because I felt awful about it.
Emmett never said a word, he looked unhappy but he just stayed quiet, which I was thankful for, he obviously thought it was my fault also. A couple of times he looked like he was going to say something but he didn't he just closed his mouth and gave me a tight smile.
On Thursday morning I was packed and ready to go, unfortunately neither Rose nor Emmett were available to take me to Port Angeles, so I plucked up courage and rang my dad and Sue. I was surprised when they were happy to hear from me for some reason I thought that they would be mad with me also.
So I spent the morning with my dad and Sue. They were slightly angry that I had not been in touch but other than that they were fine. I was surprised that he had to break up a fight at the Wedding after I had gone, but he did not tell me who had been fighting. He also told me that he had to relieve Emmett of his duties until he cooled off a little, but my dad did not elaborate on why Emmett needed to cool off.
At Port Angeles we said our goodbyes and my dad made me promise to call him regularly, which I did. Then I was up in the air flying away from my troubles, until they turned up after the holiday weekend that is. I was dreading when Alice got back, wondering what kind of reception she would give me. Thanks to her wonderful brother.
I woke a few times in the night, every time I would curl up into a ball as I broke down into tears. Would the pain ever go away? I mean it's not even as if we were a couple. But when we danced there was something in his eyes and I really thought that when he asked me to meet him that we were going to give something a try. But he just wanted to rub my face in the fact that he is a whore, but why her? Does he really hate me that much? I mean I know she does, but him I thought we were going to have a breakthrough in our relationship, if that's what you can call what we had.
When I wake up and the sun is shining through the curtains, I decide it's time to move. So I sit up rub my hands up and down my face a few times to wake myself up. Then I just stare down at the coffee table not really seeing it.
Eventually I shake myself and quickly have a shower. Then I dress in an old tank top and equally as old sweats, pulling on my long black cardigan then my battered old flip flops. I grab my purse and keys then head for the door. I need caffeine and muffins.
When I got outside the sun was bright and warm, if I had been in a better frame of mind I might have gone on to Central Park to have my coffee and muffins, but I need to wallow.
Walking to the coffee shop I caught a glimpse of myself in one of the shop windows on the way. I looked like a tramp, my hair looked like a haystack, my clothes looked like rags and my face was all blotchy from crying. That bastard was really making me suffer.
When I reached my destination and opened the door. The lack of people in the place surprised me, usually at this time it is packed and you cannot get a seat. Then I happened to look up and smack my forehead, Shit its Independence Day.
I walk up to the counter where a ginger haired, spotty teen was smirking at me. I smiled back weakly, then I realised he wasn't smirking at my face. I trailed my eyes down to where his eyes were making contact.
I felt the heat rise up my face as I noticed the tank I was wearing had squashed my breasts and I was definitely showing some cleavage. I took a deep breath then looked back up at my server.
"Hi my names Kyle, how can I help you today?" He asked without looking up from my breasts.
Maybe it was because I hated all men at the moment or because this jumped up spotty faced kid had pissed me off but I leaned forward slightly and I curled index finger and put it under his chin and pulled his head so we were looking at each other eye to eye. I had to hold in a smirk as I saw him swallow nervously, "Well Kyle you can start by looking up here," I said as I gestured with my other hand to my face. "You see breasts; despite what you may fantasize about do not answer back and they definitely do not give tips."
"I'm sor...ry," he stammered out flushing furiously and looking down. I instantly felt guilty.
"That's Ok sweetie. You're only young," I purred at him, feeling like at total bitch.
"What would you like?" He asked uncomfortably, I held in my smirk as he tried his hardest not to look down at my breasts again.
"I will have an extra large, full fat latte please and three White Chocolate Muffins please." I wink at him, and then feel awful as he trips over his own feet.
When he passed me my order he told me they were on the house, so I gave him the price they would have been as a tip, because I felt guilty for being so nasty to him.
"Thank you Kyle," I smiled before I walked out of the door.
All the way back to the apartment, the smell of the muffins enticed me. I was so hungry I had not had anything to eat since the morning before. I tried to ignore the fact that it was a beautiful day; I was determined to spend the whole holiday weekend lay on the couch feeling sorry for myself. Then Monday morning I was going to get ready for work and not think about those two shitheads again.
Once I was back in the apartment, I put my coffee and muffins on the table while I rid myself of my extra clothing. I settled back down on the couch with a lightweight blanket and devoured my muffins, and slowly drank my coffee.
The rest of the weekend was spent on the couch. My pattern was drinking coffee or wine, eating crap, crying and watching movies. I just lounged on the couch all weekend. On Sunday morning I hit an all time low, I raided the freezer and ate Ben and Jerry's. The flavour wasn't that nice but I didn't care I wanted to gain about two hundred pounds and die on this couch.
I was still sat on the couch finishing the Ben and Jerry's when the door burst open and Alice stormed in. She took one look at my pathetic form and dropped everything she was carrying.
"What the hell?" she asked as she rushed towards me and hugged me close.
The minute I felt her arms surround me, the dam burst again and I could not control the sobs. She stroked my hair and whispered my name.
I pulled away wiping angrily at my eyes, "I am sorry."
"What are you sorry for?" she asked.
"For everything," I cried into her chest.
"Bella you did nothing wrong."
"I did though."
"What did you do that was so bad?"
"I slept with Paul."
She surprised me by laughing. I pulled away slightly and looked up at her in confusion.
"What?" She shrugged laughing.
"You're not mad?"
"God this is one fucked up mess," she muttered.
"What is?"
"Is this all you have eaten?" she said pointing to the mess on the coffee table.
"Yeah."
"Have you had a shower or anything?"
"Not really."
"Well then hurry along and have one while I tidy this mess."
"But..."
"Just go. Then we will go out for dinner."
I start to protest again but she held up her hand in front of my face. "I don't want to hear it. No is not an option."
I trudge towards the bathroom and shower quickly. I dressed for comfort in a battered jeans and coloured vest, opting for flip flops on my feet.
As I walk back into the lounge Alice is on her cell.
"Yeah it's as bad as I thought it would be."
As she looked at me she gave me an apologetic shrug. I questioned her with my raise brow who she was talking too.
"So you will meet us at Renato's ?"
This was followed by more silence then she said her goodbyes and snapped her cell shut.
"We are meeting Jasper in half an hour."
"Is he coming?" I spit out.
"I don't even know if that shit is back in New York."
"Don't fall out over me please." I begged her.
"Too late," she informs me with a sweet smile. She pulls me up off the couch and towards the door. "He's hit an all time low with his latest sexcapade."
I winced at that comment as we walked out of the door.
The sun was beating down on us as we made our way to the small Italian restaurant; I was surprised that Alice chose it because she usually preferred more expensive ones. Renato's had plastic red checked table clothes, the candle holders were used bottles of wine. The wine was cheap but still Italian, but the waiters were friendly and always did us a good deal with our takeaway pizzas, plus their food tasted the best.
When we walked in I noticed Jasper sat at a table with his back to us. "You go sit down. I'll get our drinks," Alice said shooing me towards Jasper.
As the chair scraped against the floor Jasper looked up. I gasped in horror at his face.
"What happened to you?" I asked gaping at his bruised face and slit lip.
"I had an argument with a door," he said and tried to smile but ended up wincing in pain instead.
"I'd like to see the door," I laughed, but I could sense a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach.
"Hopefully the door won't cause any more problems." Alice injected as she sat down.
"What made you decided to come here?" I asked.
"You like it here," Alice replied looking slightly confused.
"Yeah but you don't."
"Today isn't about me."
"So what is it about?"
"Look Bella I feel awful about that night when I tried to push you on Edward only for him to go and pull a stunt like that."
"It's not your fault."
"But I shouldn't have encouraged it."
"I would have gone to meet him anyway."
"You would have?"
"I thought my feelings for your brother were written all over my face?"
"You always seemed cautious around him, like you were holding something back."
I sighed wondering whether I should just tell them about my past dealings with Edward or should I keep my mouth shut? I mean I know Jasper would most probably kill him if he realised what had happened. I was torn in two, on the one hand I wanted Edward to die but not at the expense of Jasper. So I kept my mouth shut.
The whole meal seemed stiff, every time someone asked a question or made a comment, the others would just grunt a response. It was the most uncomfortable meal I had ever had, and it seemed to last forever. I wanted to get home, away from the awkwardness. I cursed the day I met Edward Cullen, the son of the Satan.
Once we got back to the apartment Jasper fell asleep on the chair. While Alice and I sat on the couch and we started watching some reality TV show.
"Alice?" I asked tentatively.
"Yes." She eyed me suspiciously.
"Could you? Have you?" I sighed, "I want to see a shrink."
"You need a number?"
"Yeah."
"Give me a couple of days and I will get one for you."
"Thanks."
"No worries." She said giving me a brief smile then hugged me.
I said goodnight to her and went to bed.
When I walked into my bedroom, my cell was chirping at me, I picked it up to have a look at the screen. It was Paul. I quickly dropped it back on my bedside table as if it burnt my hand. I lay down on my bed and looked up at the ceiling. I could feel the tears rolling down the sides of my face. God, how did my life get so messy.
After my cell stopped ringing I picked it up and had a quick look at the phone calls I had. I wasn't surprised to see that Paul had rung five times. I had two missed calls from Rose, three missed calls from a number I did not recognise and then I had five texts from my secret admirer. I deleted everything without reading any messages or calling anyone back. I would start answering my cell tomorrow.
That night was another night of tears and nightmares. At one point Alice came running into my room and held me while I sobbed in her arms, I eventually fell asleep after telling Alice I was Ok.
When I woke the following morning my eyes and face were puffy from all the crying, my head felt like it had been put on the spin cycle of a washing machine with a pair of sneakers, and to make matters worse it was that time of month. I HATE MY LIFE!
Work was even worse, my boss decided it would be a good idea to a send me on a singles holiday in the middle of August and she has also signed me up to do the New York marathon at the beginning of November. Did I mention I Hate my life?
I tried to get out of both but she would not have it saying they would be brilliant cover stories for my Singles articles. Then she let slip that I would be having a personal trainer to help me with my marathon training. As I got up to leave her office, she picked up a big brown sack and handed it to me. She laughed at my confused expression. Apparently I had fan mail. Me I had a sack full of fan mail. Wow!
That night when I got home I emptied the sack on my bed and just stared at the large pile of envelopes. I really could not get my head around the fact that people like the articles I am writing. I stayed up till god knows what time, sifting through them, reading the odd one. The thing that surprised me most was that, my readers were actually copying my advice, if you can call it that. What really pushed the knife in and twisted it though was the fact that they were being more successful than me. The bastards! Others wanted dating advice, god don't they know what a loser in love I actually am?
That night when I settled down for bed, I couldn't sleep but for once it wasn't because of Edward. No, I was thinking about my fan mail and how I could thank my many followers.
Wednesday evening I met my personal trainer a robust guy called Felix, everything about him was thick, his black hair, his body, his Slavic accent and I am sorry to say this but even his brain.
I must admit he knew his stuff about health and fitness. Anything else seemed a bit of a struggle for him. He seemed friendly enough and smiled an awful lot but he somehow made me feel slightly uncomfortable.
The first week I only saw him twice but the second week I saw him three times and on the Saturday he really pushed me to the limit. When I got home after that session I went straight into my bedroom and flopped on the bed in exhaustion.
When I opened my eyes it was dark and I could hear laughter drifting through from the lounge. At first I thought Alice and Jasper were watching a film but when I felt my body stiffen I realise he was here. He actually had the nerve to come here. I wanted to throw things but I made myself take a few calming breathes. Then my traitor stomach decided to rumble. There was no way I was going out there while he was in the apartment. No way.
"Lord knows where she is," I heard Alice say.
"Do you think she's OK?" I heard the bastard say, the concern evident in his voice.
My whole body tensed as I heard them talking. My first thought was to go and confront him and make he explain to me why he fucked my step-sister in front of me. I decided against it. I knew he would somehow charm his way back into my life and at the moment I really did not want him in it.
I got my IPod and turned the volume up loud to drown out any noise other than the songs I was listening to. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. That's when the idea hit me. My next article would not be about how to find love but what not to do when looking for love. I would make sure that man-whores are mentioned and not to sleep with someone just because the man-whore chose someone else over you. That is a very bad move especially when the person you sleep with is in love with you.
I think I finally fell asleep when dawn started to break and the birds were starting to chirp.
Sunday, once I woke up, I spent the majority of the day in my bedroom piecing together my new article. It was coming along nicely or should I say nastily. I never realised what a bitch I could actually be. I described Edward as a selfish, egotistical manwhore. Who used his good looks and his job to get laid as often as he possibly could.
I finally surfaced around midday when I could not ignore my grumbling stomach any longer.
"Hey Bella." Alice greeted as I walked in.
"Hey."
"When did you get in last night?"
"About six."
"What this morning?"
"No last night."
I wanted to laugh at her sudden guilty expression.
"Oh."
I quickly made myself a sandwich then went to sit on the couch. Alice came to sit next to me, she looked nervous.
"Are you Ok?" I asked.
"Edward came round last night." Alice said and she winced.
"Fine."
"You're not mad?"
"No he's your brother."
"So we can all hang out?" She sounded hopeful
"I don't think so."
"Ok." She stood up and walked towards the chair, and then rummaged through it. She picked up a piece of paper and passed it to me.
"What's this?"
"The number of a shrink."
"Oh great thank you."
"She is very good."
"Great I will give her a ring tomorrow."
"What are you doing?" Alice asked.
"I am writing my next article."
"Can I see it?"
"NO!" I said sharply. "It still needs some work doing to it."
She looked at me suspiciously but did not say anything else as I walked back into my room. I sat down on my bed and carried on writing my article. God I hope my boss liked it.
My boss loved the article and she could not believe that everything I wrote down had happened to me. In the article I explained about Alec and how he and his step-sister played these seduction games, not caring who they hurt in the process. Then I talked about James and how abuse wasn't just physical it could be administrated verbally leaving the same devastating effect. Then I mentioned Edward how he pulled me in with his sexy smiles, his sexy words just to be a flop in bed. Then there was the supposed friendship he offered. How he was more hormonal than a pregnant woman, with his mood swings. Then he had me thinking that he really cared for me only to have sex with my step-sister. After being invited to a front row seat for the show. Then I explained the no-no of sleeping with someone because you were upset or drunk, especially when that person tells you they are in love with you.
Monday night with my personal trainer was a little weird, he was very quiet but kept giving me little glances every now and then. After my session I went home feeling confused, wondering if I had upset Felix.
I found out on Wednesday what the problem was.
"So Bella how are you?" Felix asked. While I was sat on a torture device, trying to squeeze my thighs together.
"Fine," I puffed breathlessly.
"So...err."
"Felix are you Ok?"
"What...err? I'm fine."
"Are you sure?
"Bella?"
"Yes?"
"Would you like to go out sometime?" He said in a rush then went bright red.
My mouth gapped open in shock. Did he really just ask me out?
"What as in a date?"
"Well... err... yes," he said as he put his hand to the back of his head and rubbed it. He looked so vulnerable and dare I say it cute.
"Ok."
"You will?"
"Why not."
"So how about this Friday?"
"Yeah that will be fine." I replied.
"Great!" He said as he clapped his hands together. "I will pick you up at seven thirty."
"You will need my address."
"I already have it," he said embarrassed.
"How?"
"Your personal details,"
"Oh, Ok."
"Right now that's out of the way. Let's get you working a little harder."
I noticed throughout the rest of my session he had a big smile on his face. Me? I felt like I had won the lottery and lost the ticket.
XXX
On the following evening, when I mentioned my date to Alice she got really excited and made me groan when she told me she would help me get ready. She seemed almost too excited about it.
"You're going on a date, what's there not to be excited about?"
"I don't know. I mean he's not bad looking, but I don't know what we would talk about."
"So why did you say yes?"
"Because I was put on the spot and I felt guilty."
"Why did you feel guilty?"
"Because he was so nervous and once I said yes he looked so happy."
"Bella, that's not a reason to go on a date with someone. Did you find him attractive? Could you imagine kissing him good night?"
I cringed at the thought of giving him a good night kiss. What the hell had I agreed too. So I changed the subject.
"What are you doing Saturday night?"
"Why?"
"I have managed to get two tickets for VIP entrance at that new Old School Disco franchise club."
"You're kidding," She said as she snatched the tickets out of my hand and whirled around with them. "This is so amazing."
"Well I didn't think you would be this excited," I teased.
"No," she shook her head. "It's a bad idea."
"Alice are you Ok?"
"These tickets are like the apple from the garden of Eden," she looked torn. "I want to go to this club for all the wrong reasons."
"Alice give me a clue here, I am ready for ring the men in white coats."
"One of Edward's old University buddies is in town and they are going to this club on Saturday night."
"And?"
"Well I don't like Edward's friend at all."
"So what's the problem?"
"You have given me the opportunity to spy on Jasper and I know I shouldn't. I mean I do trust him."
"Alice he loves you. You have nothing to worry about."
"But James."
"Who's James?" I looked at her in confusion.
"Edward's friend."
"What about James?"
"It's him I don't trust. I hate it when they get together. He leers at me all the time and makes crude remarks, I can tell he undresses me with his eyes. He really gives me the creeps." She shuddered at the end.
"So are we going or not?"
She bit her lip trying to decide what to do. Then with a reluctant smile. "I want them."
"So we are going?"
"Of course," She smiled brightly then. "In disguise."
"What?"
"We are going shopping Saturday morning for our school uniforms."
"What am I getting myself into?" I asked.
Alice just smiled wider as she turned the TV on and started watching her reality TV.
I went for a quick shower and an early night.
XXX
When I woke up Thursday morning, all I wanted to do was stay in bed and hide. I wondered how angry Alice would be about the article and whether she would move out. I tried not to think about Edward and how his reaction was going to be. I mean he might not even read it and then I would have written the article for nothing.
At dinner time I decided to go out for lunch rather than go to the canteen. I was too afraid to bump into Alice, just thinking about her temper made me want to go out and get measured up for an instant coffin. So to avoid the fallout I decided to have an extended lunch and go site on a bench in Central Park. It was lovely and peaceful.
I had only just sat down at my desk when Alice came bursting into my cubical.
"You slept with my brother?" She demanded to know, loudly.
"Shush..." I hissed.
"Don't you shush me. Answer the damn question?"
"Ok yes, I slept with him on New Year's Eve."
"But...that's..." She stuttered out. Her expression was comical, she looked like she had been hit across the head with a baseball bat.
"Yeah, I know. When I woke up he was gone, then low and behold he turned up with you. Woo-ho!" I put my fists up in the air at the last bit in sarcastic excitement.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Would you have believed me?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Look at Heidi."
"Bella you are nothing like her, she is just a bragger."
"How do you know I'm not?"
"Because I have known you for seven months now and I have only just found out you slept with my brother at New Year."
"Well really is it something to brag about. I mean who hasn't he fucked?" I suddenly realised what I had said and clamped my hand over my mouth and looked at Alice wide eyed and scared.
"I know what he's like." She laughed at my reaction.
"I really did like him." I admitted.
"I know. If it's any consolation I think he cares about you also."
"He's got a funny way of showing it. Why Leah?" I started to cry again. Alice put her arm around me and hugged me tight.
"I think he realises what he's done."
"I really don't care anymore."
"You don't mean that?"
"Alice I am not going to let my feelings for him blind me anymore. He is an asshole and I can do a whole lot better."
"Look your just hurting at the minute. Let the dust settle and then maybe start hanging about together again."
"No Alice I don't want a friend like him. He's too dangerous for my health."
"So you won't stop at his anymore when Jasper comes over too ours?" She asked with a hint of hopefulness in her voice.
"OK what is it?"
"I feel awful."
"About what?"
"You know Peter don't you?" She asked and I nodded before she carried on. "Well I sort of offered them your bed when they come over at the beginning of August."
"You did this without asking me first?"
"Yeah. Sorry."
"Alice why?"
"Well at the time I knew Edward wanted to be friends again so I just assumed that everything would be fine."
"I am not promising anything. But we will see."
"You really are great." She hugged me.
"No I am a sucker." I muttered.
"By the way it was a great article. Edward won't know what's hit him when he reads it."
"You're not mad at me?"
"No he deserves it."
"I see now why you need a shrink."
"So you are saying I'm psycho?"
"No Bella but I can see why you are the way you are," she said looking at her watch, "Oops got to rush."
I watched her leave in a whirlwind, she actually reminded me of the Tasmanian devil, the way she always rushed leaving chaos and mayhem wherever she goes.
Half an hour later I was sat at my desk looking on the internet at Dating Agencies there were quite a few in New York and some of their fees were astronomical for what they do. I mean you go in have an interview, if they like you they make you a video. You watch others videos, decide who you like and arrange a date.
I was ranting to myself when the phone rang.
"Hello, Bella Swan Editing, how can I help you?" I asked in my sugary sweet work voice and false smile.
"You fucking bitch."
I slammed the phone down. My heart racing, how did he get my work number? What did he expect for me to just lie down and accept my fate?
The phone started ringing again. While it rang I quickly rummaged through my bag and got my personal alarm out. Then I picked the receiver up and once I heard him start to rant, I put my alarm next to the mouth piece and let it rip. I cringed at how loud it was. I dropped the phone and fumbled with my alarm trying to switch the damn thing off. Obviously by now everyone is crowding around my cubical wondering what the hell is going off.
Once the alarm is shut off, the silence is deafening other than the bastard on the other end of the phone who is cursing like a trouper about being deaf and I seriously need help. Then everything went quiet. I looked up to find everyone staring at me.
"It was a wrong number." I said shrugging my shoulders and smiling, I putting the phone back in the cradle. After that I decided to work from home, just in case he decided to call again.
I stayed in my room most of the evening to avoid Alice. I must admit I felt awful for the rest of the day. I wondered if I had really hurt Edward, I would be forever guilt if he was deaf in one ear.
I think Alice must have gone out because it was very quiet so I relaxed a little and went to get myself a bottle of water out of the fridge. I had only been in my bedroom five minutes when I heard the door bang open and footsteps stride towards my door. I braced myself as someone knocked at it aggressively.
"I know you're in there Bella. Open up."
I got off the bed and sighed in relief at hearing Jasper's voice, I mean he sounded pissed but I could handle him. If it had been Edward I might have barricaded myself into my room for the rest of my life. See when I am pissed at someone, I act impulsively and then worry about the consequences after.
I walked to my door and unlocked it. Jasper barged it open nearly knocking me flying.
"You fucking slept with him." Jasper raged, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Wow Big Boy. Back off there."
"What the hell?"
"Jasper I don't need to explain myself to you."
"What the fuck were you thinking Bella?"
"Are we really going to go there?"
"What?"
"You want to know that he turned me on, that he promised me the world, that I wanted him so badly that I could not think straight, that when we finally did the deed it was crap," my voice rose with every word. "I was thinking like a man and thought with my uglies."
He just stood their mouth gapping in shock.
"Shut your mouth Jasper," I said closing his jaw for him. "You're not a Venus Fly Trap."
"Bella why him?"
"Because for one night he made me feel special." I said swallowing back a sob. "At least for one night anyway."
"I want to kill him."
"Look it's over no harm no foul."
"How can you say that when you cry yourself to sleep every night."
"Jasper please just leave it."
"I want to kill him."
"Think about Alice."
"What about you?"
"Don't worry I am going to make him wish he had never been born," I stifle a giggle. "I think I have already started."
"What did you do?"
Before I could tell him Alice burst into my room, a look of pure shock on her face.
"What did you do?"
"Are you angry?"
"At you no."
Jasper looked from Alice too me then back, "What's going on?"
"All Edward can hear in one of his ears is ringing." Alice giggled.
"It's actually really bad what I did." I admitted biting my lip.
"What did you do?"
So I told them about the phone call and what I did to retaliate.
"I didn't think I just acted," I said, then looked at Alice, "I hope I haven't permanently damaged his earring."
"I'm sure he will be alright eventually."
"I never thought you would do something like that." Jasper admitted.
"I've had enough of his games," I admitted. I looked at Alice feeling slightly worried about how she would react to my next statement, "I am going for revenge."
"Good. I will help."
"But he's your brother."
"He cannot keep on the way he is."
"I suppose your right."
"Plus I would sooner it be you than someone like Heidi."
"So what's your plan?" Jasper asked curiously. "It doesn't involve sleeping with him again does it?"
"No nothing like that. I am going to drive him insane, doing anything and everything to annoy him as much as possible."
"So you will really need my help."
"I think I will."
"When do we start?"
"As soon as I know how I am going to make Edward Cullen's life miserable as sin."
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Friday evening Alice got me dressed up in a beautiful electric blue wrap dress; it clung to my body seductively, enhancing all my curves. It actually made me feel sexy wearing it. The matching coloured shoes I could have done without, they were way too high for my liking.
Felix was on time he picked me up at seven thirty on the dot. I thought he was dressed quite smartly in dark trousers, a crisp white polo shirt and dark jacket. But then I made the mistake of looking at his feet, he was wearing trainers. I mean trainers on a first date. Then he made us use the stairs rather than the lift. I wanted to walk back into the apartment and leave him standing there.
We walked it to the place we were eating it was a trek and once we got there I was surprised to find it was a Vegan restaurant. I wasn't too sure about it but the meal turned out to be lovely.
Then we walked back. I was surprised how much we actually talked about; he was a very nice man but unfortunately not the one for me. When we finally stopped outside my building he turned towards me.
"I had a great time tonight," he said enthusiastically.
"It was nice."
Before I could say anything else he grabbed my upper arms gently and picked me up so our faces were level. I frowned slightly when we were eye to eye, wondering what he was going to do. Then his open mouth was on mine. I opened mine in shock not invitation but he took the opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth. I wanted to heave as it licked the inside of my mouth. Then when his tongue retreated his teeth nipped my lower lip, not once but three times. I twisted my head away to break the kiss, in self preservation.
His breath was hot against my cheek and I turned to look back at him as he gently lowered me back onto the ground, "That was the best kiss ever," he said with a big grin.
"Thank you for a lovely evening, but it's late." I gave him a tight smile as my lower lip throbbed and stung.
"Well goodnight then," he said leaning towards me for another kiss.
I moved quickly and hugged him tightly, there was no way on this earth I was going to kiss him again. I mean no way.
I removed my arms from around him, gave him a quick wave and rushed into the building.
Once I was in the elevator, I leaned my forehead against the wall and breathed in a few times. Disaster date number one.
When I got into the apartment Alice was already in bed but she had left a note on the table warning me about our shopping trip tomorrow. God how could I forget about that.
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The following evening after eight hours of torture, shopping to people like Alice. I was finally immersed in a Strawberry and Cream bubble bath. I had the stereo playing classical music, as I tried to forget what Alice had made us buy for tonight. As if to spoil my last moments of peace and sanity, the door was flung open.
"Come on Bella the reservation is for six and we have to get you ready yet."
I looked at Alice in her very short pleated skirt and the white shirt that she had tied in a knot, just to show off enough of her midriff to look sexy. The worst thing was I had to dress the same.
I got out of the bath and quickly dried myself as Alice put on her make up looking through the bathroom mirror.
"Come on B." She ushered out of the bathroom. "Don't worry about make-up. I will sort that out."
I groaned as I walked away. Once in my bedroom the first thing I did was dry my hair. Once it was dry Alice somehow managed to plaster it to my head so I could get my blond wig on. Yes you heard me a blond wig.
I quickly put on my boy shorts panties, the pleated black skirt only just covered this. Then I had a bra on that pushed them up and pulled them in to create a better cleavage, according to Alice anyway. Then to piss her off I button my shirt all the way up and down.
She soon put it the way she wanted it. I think I only had three buttons fastened and they were covering my cleavage. Then we had white knee high socks and black stilettos.
When I looked in the full length mirror in Alice's room I complained, "I look like a tart."
"Well that's the whole point."
"But this is not me." I said gesturing up and down my body to prove my point.
"That's why it's called a disguise."
She finished helping me get ready by putting on my make-up. The worst part of it was the bright red lipstick which matched the bright red nail polish. Then the finishing touch the blond wigs, which were put into pig tails. Just before we left she handed me a black and red tie to put around haphazard around my neck.
As we walked out the door I looked at her.
"I didn't see you buy any ties."
"I didn't these were Emmett's and Edward's ties."
"Oh right."
The restaurant was close to club but despite that we got some really weird looks from the other patrons, I tried to ignore them. Some of them men that were leering at us were at least seventy and it was a little disconcerting.
"Bella stop fidgeting." Alice hissed at one point.
"I feel so underdressed."
"We need alcohol."
"I don't know."
"Come on let's just let our hair down."
"Fine on your head be it."
"What?"
"You know I do stupid things when I get drunk."
"I will take my chances if it stops you from fidgeting."
So we ordered a bottle of wine with our meal, by the end of the meal I was sitting up straighter and I could no longer tell if I was being stared at and too be honest by the end of the bottle I didn't really care.
Once we left the restaurant we hit a bar which was even closer to the club. When we walked in I was relieved to see that we weren't the only ones dressed like tarts. Most of the people in the bar were dressed as school girls or school boys. We chattered about her relationship with Jasper and how they first met.
"Did you ever have romantic feelings towards him?" She asked.
"No never," I sighed, wondering whether to tell her the whole story. "I had just come out of a bad relationship and I was about to be kicked out of Uni. He kicked my ass back into shape and got my life turned around."
"I heard a rumour that you went out with Peter a few times."
"Nothing ever happened between us. We just became better friends." I laughed.
"Charlotte seems to think that Peter had more feelings towards you."
"No honest we have always just been friends."
"So no hanky-panky?"
I spit out the drink I had just put into my mouth and almost choked.
"Ok you win there might have been some heavy petting but with clothes on honest."
Alice gave me the biggest grin.
"You knew didn't you?" I asked suspiciously.
"Rose told me." She laughed.
"The bitch."
"Don't worry Charlotte doesn't know."
"Thank god."
Alice laughed all the way to the club. The good thing about having VIP tickets is we didn't have to wait in the queue. We walked up to the bouncer showed him our tickets and he let us in.
When we got in it was like any other night club. It was dark, overcrowded and the music was loud and thumping. But at least it was music you could sing too or even dance too. Just about everyone was dressed as overgrown school children.
Someone passed us by with a carton full of lollipops, I reached around them and took one.
I took the wrapper off and popped the lollipop into my mouth.
"What is it with you and alcohol?" Alice asked bemused.
"What do you mean?"
"Give you a little alcohol and you change completely. You become this confident, happy and seductive person."
"Seductive?"
"Well like you said every time you get drunk it gets you into trouble with men."
"Yeah give me alcohol and I become an animal." I laughed, growling at her and pretending to claw her with my hand.
"Have you rung Kate yet?"
"No I haven't plucked up enough courage yet."
"You better do it soon rather than later in case she gets fully booked. I have been told she is really good."
"I will I promise."
We walked to the bar and ordered our drinks. Alice was drinking some fancy cocktail. I decided on Jack Daniels and Coke. We stood at the bar a while just taking in our surroundings and drinking.
As Alice scanned the club I noticed the moment she set eyes on Jasper, her whole face took on this dreamy sappy look and then she moved away from the bar towards him. Once they met up they just looked at each other, neither moving until suddenly the crowd eat them up. I looked around to see if I could see them anywhere but they had gone. So what did I do ordered another drink.
I decided to have a look around, maybe find Alice and Jasper. I put my empty glass back on the bar and decided to set off towards the left. I had only gone a few yards when someone grabbed hold of my hand.
"Hey pretty lady fancy a dance?"
I turned to glare at the man who grabbed my hand and I nearly died on the spot. Shit! It was Edward. He was wearing a short sleeved white shirt, dark shorts and a school tie around his head.
"I don't think so." I wanted to kick him in the nuts.
He pulled me closer to him and I could feel my body's automatic response to him. Traitor body.
"Are you being deliberately insubordinate?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well naughty school girls need to be punished."
I wanted to shout at him, I mean hadn't he punished me enough?
"What do you have in mind?" I asked as I turned into him and scrapped a red finger nail down his jaw line. His eyes widened and he shuddered.
"I think you need a good spanking?" He whispered seductively in my ear. "What's your name beautiful?"
It was at that point that I realised he didn't recognise me. Shit I could start my revenge and he wouldn't have a clue it was me. The big question is though could I actually do it.
"What do you want it to be?" I whispered back, then bit my lip waiting for a response.
"Fuck you are hot baby." He groaned.
He pulled me close as he lowered his mouth to mine, he took my bottom lip between his and sucked lightly. God why do I hate this man again. Then he changed the angel of his mouth and deepened the kiss. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue brushed against my upper lip. Then I had to cling to him as his tongue stretched up and caressed the roof of my mouth.
I pulled away in need of air and sanity. What the fuck was I playing at. That's when I realised that one of his hands was gripping my ass tightly. He pulled me close to him again and started nibbling and sucking my left ear. I groaned involuntary as the spasms of pleasure rolled down my body. Making me tingle in all the right places.
"Hey Eddie who's the fuck hot chick and are you willing to share her tight ass?"
I felt my blood ran cold as he grabbed my ass and squeezed tightly. I could feel the bile rising in my throat and I could feel my breathing getting more erratic. I could feel the panic set in as Edward's arms tightened around me to keep me in his grasp. "Bella?" Edward's concerned voice whispered in my ear as I finally managed to get away.
Not looking back I ran as fast as I could in heels I had to get away from that man, before he realised who I was.
Authors Note: Sorry about the delay but things have been a little hectic at home and I had to change a lot of this story thanks to Bella not doing what I wanted her to do in the last chapter. I hope you like this chapter because I am unsure whether I like it or not. The beginning was especially hard to write but once I got into the flow of it, I felt a little better. Until the end.