Chapter 12

Disclaimer: Edward: Jess, for the last time YOU DON'T OWN ME!

Me: I do when you're drunk.

AN: AHH! It's five in the morning, and all I can think about is writing about a drunken Edward. There are sooo many ideas buzzing in my head that I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do. But I'll start typing and see what happens. When I said about having a drunken Edward, a few people asked if this is where the lemon comes in. NO! If I didn't want them to have make-up sex, they definitely would not be having "I'm drunk and horny" sex. Trust me, I'm not that mean. Haha. Thanks once again to Absolutely Cullen because she gave me the best ideas for this chapter and everybody else that reviewed; this is for you guys (:

Careful, when you open

It's easy to be broken

In the strangest fashion

Just watch my heart's reaction

The only time I ever noticed my heart

When I noticed you yeaah

When I noticed you yeah

---Noticed; Mute Math

BPOV:

"Happy Thanksgiving, love." Edward whispered, waking me up. He walked over to the bed and sat down beside me.

"Five more minutes." I complained, rolling over again.

"It's noon; you have to get up now." He gently shook me. I groaned as I sat up, refusing to let go of the warm blankets. He put his arms around me and hugged me. He kissed me long enough to get my heart racing, and my lungs burning for air. He pulled away with a smile, knowing he got me up. I got a pair of jeans and a t-shirt out of the suitcase before heading into the bathroom to change. When I came out, Edward was dressed in a pair of jeans and a black shirt. He looked like a model.

"We'll go help Esme with Thanksgiving dinner." Edward said, taking my hand and leading me into the kitchen.

"Happy Thanksgiving Bella." Esme said, giving me a hug.

"Happy Thanksgiving! What do you need help with?"

"You can get the salad ready if you'd like." She offered, pointing to a spot on the counter with lettuce and other random vegetables.

We spent an hour getting everything ready. There was so much food! We had turkey, ham, mash potatoes, salad, green beans, cranberries, peach iced tea, spiced apples, and bread. It was crazy; you'd have thought we were feeding a third-world country. It wasn't until two-thirty that the turkey was completely cooked. We set the different dishes on the table, and soon enough, everyone began filling their plates.

"Everything looks really great." I complimented Esme as I began spooning mash potatoes on my plate.

"Are you sure you made enough for everybody? I think Emmett's going to have all of this gone in about three minutes." Edward joked, seeing as Esme wasn't used to Emmett's large appetite.

"I'll be glad if there aren't very many leftovers this year." She replied.

"You and me both; we always have enough to have turkey lunches and dinners for three weeks after Thanksgiving." Carlisle said in such a serious tone that we all couldn't help but laugh.

"You'd think he was kidding, but that's the only thing I ever remember about
Thanksgiving." Alice said, passing me a bowl of spiced apples.

"Are there any special plans for tonight?" Jasper asked from his spot on Alice's left.

"I was thinking we could go to the club up in Seattle; Emmett and Rosalie haven't been there before." She suggested.

"Sounds good to me." Rosalie replied.

So it was decided that we would go to the club later; after the football game of course. You couldn't expect the guys to miss out on that one. We finished the meal up after about an hour; the girls stayed and helped clean up the table while the guys jumped to the living room to watch the game. I loved having Thanksgiving at the Cullen's house. Esme was always like a second mother to me…but not in that weird way that would make it that Edward would be almost a brother to me…that's gross. We cut the boys each a piece of pumpkin pie, and joined them in the living room.

Edward thanked me as I slid on the couch cushion next to him. He rolled his eyes at my distance, and repositioned me so that my legs were hanging over his lap, and my back was against the armrest.

"That's much more comfortable, thank you." I told him as he smirked at me.

"I try." He said through a mouthful of pie.

The game was much more boring that I figured it would be. Detroit got completely killed, but that was to be expected (AN: sorry Detroit fans but….get serious Haha). The only reason I stayed was the fact that once Edward had finished eating his desert, he began to rub my feet; the boy's hands were magic, I swear. After the game was over, Carlisle and Esme excused themselves to go to the lake to relax. It was amazing how well located their house was.

"What do you guys want to do now?" I asked, seeing as there was nothing good on television.

"We have to go get ready to go out tonight." Alice replied, pulling me up from the couch.

"Edward, if you value your place to sleep at night you will not let her take me." My eyes pleaded with him, in a failed attempt to get away from her.

"Oh come on Bella, it's really not that bad." Rosalie said, as we walked up to Alice's bedroom.

"I'm going to shower; or would you like to assist me there to!" I huffed, clearly being sarcastic.

"WHAT?! IS THERE GIRL ON GIRL ACTION GOING ON HERE AND NO ONE'S TELLING ME ABOUT IT!" Emmett burst into the room, looking around frantically.

"It's called sarcasm, sweetie, go back upstairs." Rose patted his shoulder and sent him out of the room.

I showered for a lot longer than I should have; shaving my legs twice, and washing my hair about three times. Let's just say, I wanted to be extra cautious. Alice gave me a short, blood red dress to put on. She styled my hair expertly, curls falling gracefully around my face. With the addition of a silver necklace and matching shoes, I was ready to go.

"You look absolutely gorgeous." Edward said, caressing my cheek. He gave me a kiss before walking me out to his car.

"We'll meet you guys at the club." I told Alice as I got in the car.

The ride was quicker than I would have expected. I should have known, though; Edward was never one to obey the speed limit. When he opened my door, I was surprised to see that we weren't at Eclipse, the club we normally went to. He must have noticed the slightly confused expression on my face, for he felt the need to clarify.

"Alice wanted to try some place new. She heard there was going to be a huge party here. I figured you wouldn't mind." He smiled, walking over to the entrance with his hand in mine. The rest of the group was already waiting there for us. After getting the once over from the bouncer, we were allowed in. Edward gave him the evil eye before following me in.

It was insane inside. There were multicolored lights flashing everywhere, and people dancing and drink all around the place. There were comfortable couches in the corners, and a huge bar exactly opposite the DJ. There were even stripper poles here! Of course, there were no strippers tonight or we would have been out of here in about two seconds. We all sat down at a table closest to the bar, setting our coats on the rack behind us.

"I have the best idea. Let's play a game!" Emmett said, not surprising us at all. When did he ever not want to play a game?

"What game can you play in a club? Besides seeing how can count the most hoes in the place?"

"No, this game is much better than that. We'll take turns, for every letter of the alphabet; you have to say the name of an animal. If you don't answer in three seconds, then you have to take a shot. I can start it, and we'll go around the table." He explained before ordering a round of shots. When they got to our table, the game began.

"Alligator."

"Bird."

"Cat."

"Donkey."

The game was actually quite interesting. I had to take two shots, whereas poor Edward had to take about six or seven. Let's just say he wasn't anywhere near sober by the end of the game.

"Bella-ella, let's go dance!" He slurred, taking my hand and leading me out onto the floor. We barely got into the crowd of people before Edward grabbed my hips, and pulled my ass back to his chest. We began grinding, and to me, it was more like letting Edward cop a feel. His hands were roaming everywhere, from my stomach to my legs. In a matter of minutes, there were very few places on my body that he hadn't touched yet.

"You don't know how bad I want to rip this dress off of you."

"I think I do." I told him, laughing.

"Did I tell you how nice of an ass you have? It's very firm and tight. I like it. I want your ass." He said, grabbing my butt. He was so funny when he was drunk. I took his hand off of my butt, and placed it on my hip as we continued to grind.

"What are you doing? My hand was very comfortable there!" He exclaimed, jumping back a step.

"Oh get back here." I said, pulling him towards me again. He smiled, dazed, as he placed his hands back on my hips. I noticed him get preoccupied with looking around the club before he suddenly stopped dancing.

"I've got a special suuuurprise for you. Don't you move!" He winked at me before walking over to the DJ. Well, it was more like wobbling than walking. It took me a while before I saw Edward hop up on one of the poles. This was not going to end well, was all I could think.

A vulgar rap song came on, and Edward started to shake his hips on the pole. There were girls screaming around him, ogling him like crazy. He began to take of his shirt, waving it around his head. I started laughing so hard.

"That's your boyfriend, you poor thing." Alice came up to me, patting me on the back.

"That's your flesh and blood, you poor thing." I teased her back, watching him on the pole. He was shimmying and wiggling his butt; it was very hard not to laugh.

It was only when he slipped his belt off did I realize, oh shit that's my boyfriend up there. Yes, it was hilarious, but he was about to get down to his birthday suit in front of a ton of slutty girls. I figured it was time to save him from his embarrassment. I walked over to where he was dancing, and tried to get him to come down.

"Edward! I think the girls have had enough, time to get down." I told him, holding my hand out to him.

"Good idea, come on up!" He exclaimed, pulling me onto the pole with him. I heard men start to cheer for me to dance; like hell that was happening.

"No, it's time to go home." I told him, putting his belt back on for him.

"Awe Bella! I was just getting to the good part!" He complained as I slipped his shirt back on.

"There's a drink back at the table for you." I tried, and successfully got him to go back to the table. There was a round of complaints from the girls when he got down but I ignored it.

I got him a glass of water, and eventually got him to calm down a bit.

"Hey there little buddy, how're you doing?" Emmett asked Edward as we put our coats on.

"My little buddy is fine, thanks for asking. He's going to be very happy by the end of the night." He nudged Emmett, looking in my direction. He started laughing as I shot him a glare.

"This is all your fault. If you hadn't suggested we played that game, he wouldn't be this wasted right now!"

"Chill out Bella, it's not my fault he doesn't know his animal names!" He tried to defend himself.

"Bullshit! You try and find an animal with the name that starts with 'U' or 'X' or 'Q'!" I yelled, dragging Edward out of the club.

I sped off to his house after I buckled him in. I didn't care that I was going probably twenty miles over the speed limit; I needed to get him home.

"You have very nice thighs." He said, running his hand up and down my thighs. I was really glad I shaved today. I slapped his hand away after a few minutes….it was very distracting to my driving.

"You like it when I do that." It wasn't a question; he knew what his touch did to me.

I continued to ignore him when I finally pulled into his garage. I put my arm around his waist, and helped support him to the bedroom. When I shut the door, he turned to me and began to kiss me. Even though he was drunk, he was still an amazing kisser. He tasted horribly like alcohol, but I couldn't help kissing him back. He was running his hands along my sides, driving me completely crazy. When we separated for air, he took his shirt off. I was too busy staring at his wonderful chest to realize he was taking his belt off. I grabbed his hands, stopping him before he slid it off.

"Don't."

"Come on, Bella! You know you want to see me naked!" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"You need to go to sleep." I repeated his words to me the last time I tried to get him to have sex with me.

"You know, I'm not wearing underwear." He whispered in my ear, in a serious tone. Well….as serious as you can be when you're totally trashed.

"Shouldn't that be my line?" I joked, seeing as women normally say that.

"YOU'RE NOT?!" He exclaimed, trying to lift the bottom of my dress up.

"I was kidding Edward; it's time to go to bed." I dragged him over to the bed and pushed him down.

"I like it when you're rough with me." He said. I was laughing so hard as I took his shoes off his feet. I tucked him into bed before sliding in next to him. I wrapped my arms around him, like he always does to me, and kissed his head goodnight.

"Mmmmm, you're breasteses make a very nice pillow." He kissed my chest before resting his head on it. I stroked his hair as he fell asleep, thinking about how horrible his hangover is going to be tomorrow. I was about to fall asleep when Emmett opened the door.

"Hey Bella?"

"What?"

"Urchin."

AN: well there you have it, drunk Edward. ISN'T HE JUST THE COOLEST?! Hahaha. This chapter was the funnest chapter I've ever had to write. For the next chapter, I'm thinking it will be a brief visit with Charlie, and then I'll skip over to the Christmas season. I'm not absolutely sure. If you want to fling some ideas at me, I'd love you for it.

Peeeeace out!,

Jess