Author's Note:
Ok! So I need to explain a change I have made to the twilight universe rules. In my version they can consume alcohol. Kind of similar to the vampires of Vampire Diaries. They can drink and be effected by it. Now that this is clarified, I want to thank you again for your support. I hope you enjoy this chapter and picture it the way I saw it. I am a big fan of tension and jealousy in these stories. So with that said, enjoy.
Chapter 14- Girl's Night Out
I was lead into the house paired with Tanya; she was truly a natural host. Their home was spotless and elegant. Everything was in its place. I am pretty sure Esme aspired to be like them in their taste. The entry was grand with tall ceilings and a wide staircase hugging the wall up to a large railed hallway. This home made our cabin look almost rustic.
We made our way into their "Parlor" for conversation. I came to learn that a parlor is a small living room with the purpose of visiting and entertaining guests. Their parlor was the size of the Cullen's living room. I suppose they had centuries on the Cullen's to acquire wealth to have such things.
I sat down on the love seat to the far left. This was a classically size two-seater with only room for a partner and myself. Rosalie took it upon herself to sit beside me, Kate followed closely behind Rosalie but wasn't rude; therefore she did not compete for that spot. Instead she decided to sit on my other side on the arm of the chair. I felt so of out of place stuck between these two-drop dead gorgeous women. I mean, there was enough room for Kate on the large couch that only held Esme, Alice and Irina. Not to mention two armed chairs where Tanya had made herself comfortable.
After a few moments of catching up and small talk Tanya asked Kate to grab refreshments. I was a bit surprised at what she meant. In my head I saw her coming back with a cage of small animals. Though, I didn't think they would stand for such a mess that would make in their well kept home. Instead she returned with a tray full of empty glasses, ice cubes and a pitcher. The strange thing about the ice cubes and the pitcher was that they were filled with red. They had made blood iced cubes and served blood like a cocktail at a party.
Kate handed me a glass first with cubes and poured the blood for me. She was serving me and I wasn't used to it. I assumed they were all just perfect hosts. When I took a drink of the refreshment I noticed that it tasted slightly different from the fresh meals I had while hunting.
"This is interesting, what is it?" I asked honestly.
"It is imported Jaguar blood from the jungles of India, aged in a cooler." Tanya spoke up. "What vintage is that sister?"
"2001, I pulled out the best for our guests." Kate spoke while pouring Rosalie a glass. She looked at me while she was serving her and speaking. I could have sworn that she winked. Was this a custom here? I felt awkward and repositioned myself in my seat. Rosalie was staring with a death glare into Kate's face. I don't think Kate noticed.
The group kept up a casual conversation for a few hours. It was nice to listen to. I only ever talked when they were talking about me or a story I had been there for. I was told about the Denali's past and how they had become friends with the Cullen's. I was surprised to learn that the Denali's had a vampire mother before. I also learned more about the Volturi and the laws of the group that had become royalty over the centuries. I got the impression that neither family especially liked the governing body.
I noticed that Tanya and Kate took a lot of joy in teaching me the history of their family and of vampirism. Irina also spoke, but she was more reserved. I had never asked about those things. I was still trying to get a grip on my personal history with vampirism. The conversation died down a little when Alice announced some more news from our group.
"Kate, Tanya, You'll be happy to know that Rosalie here was teaching Bella to dance." She said proudly.
"Oh well we should go dancing then!" Tanya suggested joyfully.
"Erm, I'm not very good. I only know a few steps." I argued.
"Nonsense, I doubt any of us are really any 'good' at it either." She said trying to be humble.
"I don't know about you three, but they were like professionals." I said pointing to my family.
"They were probably just showing off." Kate said teasing.
"That sounds a little more like someone I know." Rosalie mocked to Kate. I felt a slight tinge of tension in the middle of the two women.
"Well, that settles it. We are going dancing tonight! I know a place that does salsa on Wednesday nights. How perfect?" Tanya said cheerfully.
"Great." I said nervously. I was no Alice but I could see my future with Salsa, and it looked bleak. I could see myself tripping and stepping on feet. It was a good thing that we had tough skin; otherwise they would all be bruised by the end of the night.
"It's the only salsa within three hundred miles. We miss that from our south American days." Irina smiled looking to her sisters.
"Well, it's a date then. Thank you again for the refreshments." Esme spoke.
"Of course. We will send you the address, but it's just in Anchorage, so not too far." Tanya answered back.
"Well, we should probably go home and get ready. I'm sure you will love helping us find what to wear Alice." Esme said looking to Alice. I noticed her tone was extra cordial when we were with them. I think she felt like she had to be more proper in their presence.
After a brief goodbye with hugs and kisses to cheeks we were on our way. This time Rosalie sat in the back with me, and Alice chose being upfront.
"I'm excited I get to pick out clothes for you all. I didn't prepare for this for you Bella, but don't worry. I think I have a dress of mine that will do fine with your shape." She said seriously.
"So what was up with you and Kate?" I asked to Rosalie without a filter holding in my thoughts.
"What do you mean?" She turned from watching out the window.
"You two seemed, tense with each other."
"I don't know. She is just so out there. Like a little too "look at me," you know?" she said mocking her.
"Stop being mean." Esme scolded.
"Its true. She asked. I was just being honest." She finished her sentence quietly, resuming her position glaring out the window.
Once we were home we all took to getting ready, we really only had time to do so and get on our way to meet our friends. Alice touched up my make up and gave me a more dramatic dark eyeliner and eye shadow. She did my hair in a messy scrunched look and laid out what dress she thought would "do me justice." I put on the dress and was immediately self-conscious. What I had in the chest department was not much, but the bra and dress she gave me pushed everything I had up and out. I suddenly looked like I had boobs.
The dress she given me was a dark satin black with a lot of intricate lace along the halter top, forming a V neckline. The straps wrapped and met behind my neck and my shoulders were bare. It hugged my body closely, showing curves that were previously hidden as it reached my hips and then flowed out down to just above my knee. Alice complimented me calling me "Sex on a stick." I guess that's what a girl want to hear when dressing to go out.
Alice wore a dress more closely related to her Era. She wore a looser fitting flapper dress with lots of tassels ready to flare out with each spin. She was able to pull off just about anything. I think I would have looked like a paper bag in that thing.
We went down to meet Esme, and she looked gorgeous. She decided to wear a deep blue ankle length dress with a split reaching mid thigh. Her hair was perfectly done in a low ponytail with loose curls to one side of her heart shaped face. I was admiring and complementing Esme when I heard heels coming down the stairs.
I turned to look behind me and saw stunning redefined into none other than Rosalie Hale. She made me look like an awkward shapeless preteen going to a high school dance in a hand me down dress. Her Crimson red stiletto heels were met by a pair of perfect shapely legs reaching up to her mid thigh; where the matching dress began. The strapless dress was tight above the waist, hugging her body like a glove. I couldn't help but notice how her dress also did her bust justice, showing off the more present cleavage she had to offer. She also wore her hair in loose curls, but she let the hair flow freely to one side.
Her eyes landed on me as she reached the last two steps. I saw her eyes travel down my body, inspecting my outfit. She had probably never seen me wear anything like it. I had never seen me where anything like it. I was immediately ten times more self-conscious.
"You clean up well Bella Swan." She said in a way that made me nervous.
"I…you…look good, too." I said stuttering a little. I saw a smug smile appear on her perfect lips. Why was I so obsessed with that look she just gave me? Furthermore, why was Rosalie Hale making me nervous? She wasn't even threatening me anymore.
We made our way to the car and set out on our way. So much excitement was in the air that the drive seemed like no time at all. We were at the place, though it looked like a warehouse on the outskirts of the downtown. I wasn't sure if this was the right place.
Once we made it inside I could see that it was clearly a club. There was a live band playing Latino style music and the air was hot. There was way more people packed into the place than I expected, most of them dancing and sweaty. It looked like most of these people had grown up dancing; I was so intimidated. I was fine to sit out the night for sure.
We found our group at the bar watching the crowd dance. They all looked stunning as well. When we approached I noticed that they were nursing cocktails.
"Can we drink?" I asked Alice in her ear.
"Of course. I guess it's never come up, but yes, Alcohol is something we can still have and enjoy." She said back laughing.
"I had this made for you the week you were turned honey." Esme said handing me an ID. It was my face on an ID that was of legal drinking age.
We all ordered a round of shots. I would need this if I was expected to try to dance tonight. The tequila was disgusting, but I took it gladly hoping that it give me courage. I asked for another round to the bartender. I looked back to see the group staring at me surprised.
"What? I'm nervous about dancing!" I said defensively shrugging my shoulders.
The group laughed and we took the second round. I was fine to relax and survey the place, but the others were ready to dance. I decided to hang back with Kate and drink a cocktail. I needed every second I could get to let the drinks kick in.
I watched the others pair up with each other and have fun. They all took turns dancing with each other. They were all really good at it. I wondered if I would ever be that good. I guessed it would take every bit of seventy years to practice.
"So have you ever been to a Salsa club?" Kate took me out of my thoughts.
"No, first time. I've never been to any club before." I said loudly to be heard over the crowd.
"I can teach you." She said in my ear. She held out her hand.
"I guess I have to at some point." I said taking her hand and putting my drink down on the bar.
The music was fast. She chose to lead and showed me the steps. It was basically a lot of back and forth with some flare. She told me to move my hips to the music and showed me by grasping my hips. She moved my hips to the rhythm of the music.
After a minute I got the rhythm with my hips, she then had us pair the steps with my hips. She held me around my back with her right arm and my hand with her left. We moved back and forth both moving our bodies to the music. She seemed so natural with her body. She was fluid, I wondered if she even had bones in her toned body.
She decided to mix up our movements by dipping me and twirling me. I started feeling more confident by the third song. We were all over the floor, moving in sync, tension pooling between us. She gradually held me tighter as we danced on.
To my amazement, during the third song of us dancing, Rosalie cut in. She didn't ask Kate to cut in; she merely caught me on a turn. I felt instant electricity when we met close. She wrapped her hand behind my back, assuming the same position that Kate had held. Her breath was hard on my collar as we danced. Her face wore determination and...Possession? She gave me a twirl and pulled me back in. We were pulling like magnets back and forth to the rhythm.
When I said that Kate was like fluid, she had nothing on Rose. She was giving generously side to side with her rounded hips. She pulled me in and pushed me out several times. The song was fast but she kept up with no problem. She almost and me dizzy with the spins she was having me do. She was on a mission to challenge my ability to dance in heels, let alone dance.
The music slowed with the next song. It was oddly sensual. Her legs lead the way for me; She guided me to properly stand almost straddling her thigh. We moved in that stance back and forth. This song had us standing too close for air to fit between us. I felt electricity forming deep within me. It was strange feeling that I had never felt. I wanted more of it, and I wanted it with her. She moved me with ease around the dance floor. I was the puppet and she was the master.
The song was coming to a close and she could sense it. She dipped me low, pulling our hips together. She brought me back up to stand as the last beat hit. She had me firm in her grasp, and she held it. We were locked merely an inch from touching; looking into each other's eyes. I had never felt anything like I did when that moment happened. I felt like anything was possible. The world around us was gone. It was only her eyes, her breath, her spell she had put on me. Sadly that moment ended with Alice interrupting us.
"Ahm. May I dance with you, Bella?" She said.
We both let the space divide us quickly. Both of us awkwardly covering up what had just transpired. What did just happen? I watched Rosalie head back to the bar to sit near Kate.
Rosalie took a spot leaning on the bar next to Kate. Kate was not as welcoming as she had been earlier. She had a cocky air about her.
"So how long have you been trying to get at her?' She asked as if it were obvious.
"Excuse me?" Rosalie responded intimidatingly.
"Bella, How long?" She responded.
"I'm not trying to "get at" anything. I'm happily married, or maybe you didn't remember."
"I am just asking because of what I see. She is clearly open to it all." Kate said shrugging.
"What are you talking about?" She responded genuinely confused.
"I consider myself to have a good gaydar. It comes with the territory. That girl is gay for sure, or at least bisexual. I am willing to bet unknowing lesbian though." Kate said confidently.
Rosalie didn't respond; she tried to push the conversation out of her mind. The problem was that she couldn't help but watch Bella. She watched as she danced with Alice, she looked so beautiful. She had urges when it came to her. She was realizes more and more how much she didn't like Kate, especially when Bella was around.