Revenge is the sweetest thing.

A/N:

oh, hey guys! Remember me?

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come on guys, I'm so sorry its been forever since an update

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oh! so its gonna be like that, huh? The silent treatment?

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fine...maybe this will help...

Chapter 25 – oh look, its the paparazzi.

we were stuck inside my house...once again. Don't get me wrong being with Bella, almost 24/7 sounds ideal to me...but under these circumstances, its more like hell. Even though the blinds are closed in ever room, the flashes still illuminate the room every few seconds. When Bella first moved here she was hounded by paparazzi, every morning before school, I would sit in my car and watch as these people would sit outside, for sometimes hours, just to get a glimpse of her driving into the parking lot, and then walking into the building. After a few weeks, all the hype died down. I mean it was pretty repetitive. And even on the weekends she's just be doing normal teenage stuff...at the park, the cinema, the bowling ally...ect, the pap's soon got bored, and just left her alone.

Well that was until the whole Jacob indecent. Our relationship hadn't been made public until that moment. We wanted to keep it private for as long as possible, but once word got out that Bella Swan's boyfriend took a knife for her, by her so-called best friend. Well...lets just say it was unreal, it is unreal. We can't go anywhere alone any more. Including my home. Bella's wasn't safe, they knew where she lived, some basically camped on her doorstop. One even tried to force himself into the house as Bella was stepping in, leaving her feeling unsafe and frightened in her own home. As if Jacob wasn't enough for the poor girl to be worried about. So, Charlie and my parents came to the agreement that she could stay at our place, until all this attention died down.

And as good as that plan was...is. Word soon got out that Bella Swan was now living with her boyfriend. The attention only doubled, and now pap's are camping on my doorstep. Some magazines were coming out with stories saying we're engaged or that she's pregnant. All in good time people, please.

I'll admit, after the incident I had become a tad possessive and over protected, but that maniac was still out there...hell, he still is out there. But those qualities have been toned down...now. I mean, I know that he's still out there, but he's been gone over a month, and with all the police still out looking for him, and the chief of police being her father he'd be an utter moron to come back here.

"okay, so when we leave keep your head down, no eye contact and no answering questions. Got it?" I could tell how nervous she was, just by the look in her eye. I couldn't resist rolling my eyes at her.

"hmm...I'm not quite sure...you've only told us for the millionth time. What was the second thing again?" I chuckled.

"Okay, Mr. Sarcasm, I was just making sure everyone knew..."

"...you worry way too much Little. B" Emmett interrupted. He'd gotten into the rather annoying habit of calling Bella a different knick name each time he talks to her. Sometimes she has no clue that he's actually talking to her.

"yeah Bella, you worry way too much. I'm sure we'll be able to walk to 20 steps to the car without getting..." Alice chipped in.

"...fine then, don't blame me when your stuck answering question after question...being photographed for every magazine out there, because you suddenly get a bad case of word vomit, and you just keep talking and talking because no one stops you and before you know it you've essentially put your foot in your mouth and then your trying to take it all back, but obviously you can't 'cos its been said and your just making it worse and..." she trailed off, finally realising that she'd actually been talking, and from experience it seems. She clears her throat nervously and tucks her hair behind her ear "...anyway...erm, lets go" and she basically runs out of the room.

All five of us, stand there stunned, eyeing each other curiously, in silent question about Bella's random word vomit. I knew she had a bad word filter, but can the press interrogate so bad you get to that level of verbal babbling? Shit. Now I'm nervous.

We all jumped back into actions, a few moments later joining Bella at the front door before she opened it. We all needed to leave as a team. A united front. We were stronger that way. She gave all of us one last warning look, before unlocking and opening the door. She bravely stepped out first, much to my dismay, and I was straight after her, holing her tiny hand in mine.

The lights were blinding, and I wished I had listened to Bella when she said it was a good idea to wear sunglasses. We all laughed at her suggestion to do so, and had another laugh when we saw her holding a pair she intended to wear. We weren't stuck up celebrities who tried to hide their identities behind their designer sunglasses, and now I can see they use them for entirely different use, and once again, I feel like an idiot for not listening to Bella. She knows what it's like to live in this world, not me, I only think I do.

"Edward, how did you propose?"

"Bella, is it true Jacob Black is your jealous ex? Is he coming back Bella?"

"when is the baby due, Edward?"

"show us the ring Bella"

"is the affair true Edward. Between yourself and Tanya Denali?" well that's a new one. I wonder where that one came from? Mind you, from what I've heard about Tanya Denali and from speaking to her first hand, she's one crazy bi...lady.

(flashback)

"hey, Edward" she purred. I was stood next to my Volvo outside school, Bella wanted to talk to Alice, to thank her for all the trouble she's gone to for our charity fund-raiser, and I wanted to give the girls some privacy. Although as manly as it sounds I wish I had Bella to hide behind because Tanya Denali scares the shit out of me.

Her hair is bright blonde, I'm talking bright as the sun. it physically hurts to look at it. It looks flat and lifeless due to the unnecessary heat she forces upon it, and because its lifeless and flat she uses a curling iron it give it...what?...some energy? Yeah, its not working. When I met her that day in the school parking lot, she had some crazy ass make-up on. Bright red lips, that could rival Bobo the clown. The foundation she wore, looked like she had used a shovel to cake it on, had began to clump in the natural creases of her face, leaving her face with two different shades, both unnatural due to all the fake tanning she must have had done. Her mascara had began to run down her face, which made her look like she been hit in the face with a make-up gun.

She was literally falling out of her clothes, and when she was talking to me, she began leaning forward slightly, trying to allow me to look down her top. Her clothes looked like they belonged to a child not a grown woman. And if all that wasn't enough her voice was horrendous. It cut right through me, like nails scratching on a chalk board. I cringed whenever she spoke...which was a lot because obviously, Tanya Denali loved the sound of her own voice.

In my opinion it was easy to see how Bella had beaten Tanya for sexiest women 2009. I mean to me, Bella's the sexiest woman I've ever seen, so when her only so-called big competition was bobo the clown here, the outcome was obvious.

"hello Tanya" I replied shortly. Praying to God that she would get the hint that I didn't want to talk to her and leave...she didn't.

"so I'm going to this club tonight in Port Angeles. Its called Eclipse. It would be hard for normal people to get in. but I'm a star baby. So what do you say? Fancy,coming with me? It'll be the best night of your life I can promise you that" she licked her lips and bent forward. It was not sexy. I suppressed a shudder of disgust.

"i actually have plans with my girlfriend" I answered. Not way in hell would I ever go out with her. Even if I had no plans and she was the last woman on planet earth.

"eugh! Bella? She's a little kid, she had no clue how to handle a man like you. Your so far out of her league that it's not even funny any more. Come on, come with me" she started tracing one finger up and down my arm and I jumped back in disgust.

"look, I'm really not interested. I love Bella. And if anyone's out of their league it would be me with her. She's too good for me, and I'm not gonna jeopardize the best relationship I've ever had, with someone I'm not even a little attracted to...no offence" I added. I wanted to be clear but not just plain mean...I am trying to be a gentleman after all. She just rolled her eyes as me, clearly thinking I was lying.

"whatever. When you change your mind...and you will, call me" she handed me "we won't even tell Bella" she whispered, trying to hand me the paper. I moved as far away from her as the space between her and my car would permit. I shook my head before telling her that I wouldn't need her number. I could tell she was about to argue but Bella's approach made her run. Clearly she was a bit afraid of my girl. Not that I blame her, had Bella heard that conversation, she would have pulled all of Tanya's extensions out with her bare hands.

(end of flashback)

I shuddered as the memories came flooding back. We made it to the car unscathed. We we in Emmett's jeap because we could all fit in together. It was a squeeze but we all managed it. Bella gave everyone a pointed look and we all mumbled our apologies. She looked very smug, and we all looked rather sheepish. Damn her.

We were on our way to the costume fittings. Alice only really needed Bella and Rosalie but Emmett and I were not idiots. If our girls were gonna be trying on the clothes they are going to be wearing in front of thousands of people, we wanted to be there to a) have the first look and b) to make sure all outfits were okay for a bunch of horny teenagers to see our girls in. Jasper was just...coming along for the ride, I guess.

we pulled into school, and I was so glad Alice had made sure that today was just Bella and Rose's fittings. I couldn't deal with Tanya's advances and the death glares I'd been receiving from James. Yeah, I'd noticed how he looked at my girl. But I'm not worried. He'd had plenty of time before she and I got together to...pursue her, and obviously she hadn't wanted him. I trust her 100%.

we walked into the gym were Alice had created two make shift mini dressing rooms for both Bella and Rose. They looked like empty shower cubical with a pull around curtain. God knows how Alice made them, but she did and it works. The two dressing rooms, for some reason, were at either side of the gym. I have a feeling it was so the Emmett and I wouldn't talk and would pay attention, but she needn't worry. I was focused on my task.

"Now Bella, I'm really sorry but I only finished two of your dressed. The other outfits will be done tomorrow, so you'll just have to come along with the other's in their fittings"

damn, now there was no avoiding Tanya and James. I wasn't gonna make Bella go through that alone and I knew she wanted me here, so I'd just have to suck it up.

Alice thrust two large white plastic bag at Bella before ushering her into the changing room. I grabbed the seat that Alice had placed next to the changing room, and sat whist waiting. I couldn't help but laugh at poor Jasper, being treated as Alice's pack mule. She was making him carry two huge rolls of fabric, her sewing box, and what I'm guessing was a sewing machine. Bet he regrets coming now.

After a few minutes I heard the fabric of the curtain being pulled back, and whipped my head in that direction to watch Bella as she emerged. She was wearing a deep blue dress, that looked like it was made out of silk. The dress was strapless and hugged her body tightly. The skirt of the dress dropped to just below her knees, and was a much more floaty material. The deep blue contrasted with her skin perfectly, and set her light blush on her cheeks beautifully.

"well?" she asked, eyeing me nervously. I stood up and walked over to her.

"you look so beautiful, baby"

"really?" she asked, her eyes alight with excitement. I knew she's missed modelling so much. She told me she hadn't done a show in almost seven months, and was obviously very eager to get back to...well, I suppose it's work to her.

I picked up her hand and held it above her head. She caught my indication and spun around, making the dress float around her. She giggled as she faced me again.

"really" I confirmed with a chaste kiss.

I waited once again for her to appear from the dressing room. This outfit was taking her longer, I was about to ask if she was okay, when she finally emerged.

"whoa!" I blurted out, causing her blush to deepen.

She was wearing a blood red dress that hugged her body so tightly it should be second skin. It strapless, and came to just above the knee, showing a lot more skin than the dress before. And I liked it...a lot.

"so? You like it?"

"i think...i mean...i...you...uh huh" was all that could come out of my mouth, as I stood there staring at her, mouth agape and probably drooling...God help me on Saturday.

A/N: so...what do you think? This was a long chapter huh? So i'm gonna give you me usual beg for reviews...please! please! Please!

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