[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer
[A/N] Welcome to a brand new double update. I'm thankful for those of you who enjoy reading my story. You guys rock.
FAQ's
Is Bella going to have the OP?
She's not sure yet. It's really a big decision and I don't want her to rush into anything, she'd regret afterwards.
What's Bella's penis size?
Oh my gosh, I can't believe someone finally dared to ask about that. Let's just say, that her size is perfectly acceptable to satisfy all of Alice's needs.
**29**
„Why did you bring her with you?" Erica asks me, when she wraps her arms around me in a hug that lasts a bit longer than it would be necessary.
I pull back and take Alice's hand in mine to squeeze it tightly.
"Alice is my girlfriend and if you don't like having her here— we can leave, both of us."
Erica shrugs back and the smile on her face freezes to ice. I notice that she's wearing a bit more makeup than she usually does and it's obvious that she's invested her time into a shopping trip to buy the blue dress she's wearing.
"I didn't mean it like that. Will you come with me to the bathroom, sweetie? I have to powder my nose."
"Can't you handle that on your own like a big girl?"
She hisses something between her teeth that is too low for me to understand it and rushes off. Great, now she's pissed at me.
Alice sighs deeply and lifts my hand up to her ruby tinted lips to blow a kiss over my knuckles.
"She hates me for being with you."
"No, she doesn't. Erica is just nervous around people she doesn't know. I talk about it with her. She needs to accept you or things between me and her will get awkward."
"I still say she hates me."
"Who hates you?"
We turn around and I fight the urge to take the bottle of beer away from Edward. Alcohol is not going to make him feel any better but I guess he'll have to figure that out himself.
"No one," Alice whispers, running her fingertip up and down my spine until I eventually pull her closer against my body. "It doesn't matter."
"If you say so, Alice." he murmurs, taking another sip from his drink.
"Is this your first beer, Edward?" my beautiful girlfriend asks her bronze-haired cousin worriedly.
"Are you my mother now?"
"Aunt Esme wouldn't like to see you drink alcohol at all."
"Well, then cheers that she's not here. I called her today and told her about the divorce. She cried. Yeah, I'm that kind of man now who makes his own mother cry."
"I'm sure, she'll calm down again. All of this is Tanya's fault and not yours."
"Love is for idiots. I should have known better."
I take the beer and place it on the tray of the next waitress that passes us by.
"Seems like your girlfriend thinks I need a babysitter."
"Better a babysitter than an AA meeting." I state while we walk through the crowded club. I don't understand why it is so full here on weekdays. Doesn't anybody have to work these days?
"Hi Bella," Jake greets me, planting a kiss on both of my cheeks.
"What are Edward and your girlfriend doing here? Is everyone invited to gape at us freaks?"
"Leon, give it a rest. Alice is okay. She belongs to me now."
"And you trust her? She's going to run for the hills once she figures out how things are like for people like us."
"I love Bella and I don't care too much about what people say."
"Well, good luck with it." Leon murmurs, gulping down the whisky between his hands.
Erica returns pressing a blood soaked tissue against her lower lip.
"Crap, what happened to you? Is everything okay?"
"I'm fine." she whispers huskily as she sits down on the bench next to us.
"You're bleeding. Let me take a look."
Edward kneels down in front of her and I wonder if he's going to vomit all over the floor now. He can't stomach seeing blood. The son of a doctor and he can't see blood. It's quite amusing somehow.
"We should put some ice on it."
"Please, don't make such a fuss about. That's not necessary."
He frowns and disappears, only to return with a glass filled with ice cubes a few moments later.
"Here, this should be better."
Erica's check blush as she mumbles a thank you between her teeth. She's nervous and tensed. I have to figure out, what happened to her.
I place my arm on her shoulder and pull her with me.
"Come with me. The blood will leave a stain on your dress if we don't rub it out."
Inside the bathroom, I force her to sit down on the ground and rinse a towel underneath the faucet.
"We shouldn't be here. They might come back."
"Who?"
The door to the bathroom is pulled open and a pair of two angry looking brunettes looks back at us.
"Are you still here, you disgusting freak? This bathroom is for women! You're a guy, so piss off!"
Behind them another woman, a dainty blonde with way too much black eye shadow smeared around her blue eyes.
"Chelsea, Heidi, it looks like she has some company now. Are you tranny freaks taking over this club now or what? You don't belong here."
I swallow hard and stand up from the ground. Scenes like this are so ugly and usually I try avoid conflicts like that as good as I can.
"We're women. Leave us alone."
The little blonde chuckles while her mouth curves upwards into a devilish grin.
"So, you think you are a woman?"
"Leave us alone. We haven't done anything to you."
"You are sickos who should just be kept away from normal people. Use the men's bathroom. We don't want to get raped by some disgusting freaks like you."
"Erica, we're leaving. I don't want to listen to crap like this."
I shove Erica who is trembling from head to toe towards the door, when I suddenly feel a small, ice-cold hand on my waist.
"You are not a woman. You'll never be a woman."
Blondie grins again and while her two friends hold my arms behind my back, she steps closer to me, circling her hand down my abdomen.
"This may hurt just a little." she whispers in a sweet voice before her fist closes forcefully around my genitals.
