Previously on The Underground...
Jacob doesn't believe Bella ran off with some guy so soon after arriving at Forks, especially since he was a vampire, and is determined to find her before he turns her into a monster. Sam now knows about the Volturi, and re-establishes the treaty with Carlisle including what remains of his family, while the other Cullens combed through the forest for a whiff of a scent. We left off with Bella telling Edward "I think you saved me from a life that was slowly killing me."
Music: Heavy Rain, Blue Lagoon music *not your typical club music, I highly recommend it.
The Underground Chapter Twelve
Bella's POV
The Temptation Club was quickly filled on grand opening night with a line outside held in order by security and the red velvet ropes. Edward and I sat on the black chesterfield couch with a carved frame hidden in the shadow of the indent in the wall. He was grinning, fangs showing. I smiled too and turned to the crowd. This was an incredible turn out.
The patrons danced to the electronic music as if they were possessed, whipping around, bobbing their heads, and jumping in circles. At least a third were girating on each other. The heavy bass vibrated in my chest and it increased the excitement of the atmosphere. I shifted in my position, leaning against Edward, and he readjusted himself to make me comfortable. I wore a red velvet shirt with a deep V neckline, a gold sequin skirt with a long gold chain around my neck, drawing attention to my chest that Edward gifted me, and a pair of black block heels.
They were all gifts really, and my new wardrobe of club outfits. He spent so much on essentials for me as well but he said it was no problem, what was his was mine, and gave me a card to use whenever I needed it. I was was floored. I tried to protest but he counteracted it and I knew he'd do the same to anything else I said so I was quiet, for now. I had long bangs cut into my wig as well so I could hide my face better.
There were many strobe lights and yet the place was still a bit dark. People sat close to each other in the sofas, the little lamp on their table turned on. I didn't focus on them, not wanting to know what they were exactly doing. The bartenders at the bar were busy making drinks and refilling others. There wasn't a fight or trouble as of yet tonight which was good. A man that stood next to us offered to get us a drink and I respectfully declined.
"You can try alcohol. I won't tell anyone." Edward said with a wink. I smirked. Well, I am curious...
"Something sweet," I said loudly into the man's ear. He nodded and bowed out.
"Do you want to go dance?" Edward asked. I laughed.
"Oh no, I couldn't." Suddenly I imagined dancing for him like a go-go dancer and wondered what expression he'd make.
The man returned soon after with a frozen drink and informed me it was a piña colada. It was garnished with maraschino cherries and a glow in the dark straw. One sip and I knew it was charged with hard liquor but the sweetness seemed to cancel out the worst of it.
"Don't drink it all at once," Edward laughed in my ear.
"Oh yeah, I probably shouldn't." It's so good though...
...
A few hours later, Edward pulled me from the couch to the dance floor.
"Edward, I really can't dance-"
"No, watch this," And he looked up. I followed and suddenly confetti and balloons were dropped.
"It's one AM nightbeasts! Lets hear it for the great opening of TEMPTATION!" The DJ said into the mic. I giggled as I was showered with glitter. The crowd roared and bounced the balloons around. I couldn't help but let out a scream of my own, and twirl with my hands in the air. Edward and I shimmied against each other in place for a moment, some looking in our direction, before going back to our place.
A few drinks later and the night seemed to pass like a dream of lights and wonder. I felt as free as the dancers did. Free of worries, caution thrown to the wind, finally acting my age.
When I felt like I was getting sleepy, I asked for coffee though Edward said I could go upstairs.
"No," I moaned. "I wanna stay up all night." I wanted to see the night through.
The club would almost be open all night. According to the law, we had to stop serving alcohol at 4 am though we could start serving at 7 am. Funny, that was.
The crowd gradually thinned out over the course of the night, and at 4 am, all the employees were trying to herd the reluctant remaining crowd out the door. I saw girls leaving barefoot, heels in hand or with flats on. I still had mine on but my feet weren't hurting, so I helped with the clean up by sweeping.
I wasn't expecting so much trash to have accumulated on the floor aside from the confetti, but I guess that was the business. Meanwhile, Edward crunched the numbers with the bartenders and bouncer, and the servers wiped the tables.
Clean up took an hour, and Edward and I saw everyone out. He thanked them for their hard work and told them to get home safely while I waved, half hidden behind him. They said goodnight and left the premises. I'm pretty sure they thought it was odd two young people were owners of such a place.
"Well. That's night one." Edward said as he locked the gate.
"Or vampire day one." I said through a smile. He returned it and swept me off my feet.
"Bed time for the human."
"No... just a nap," I said. Edward tickled my sides and I laughed, but he kept a strong grip on me so I didn't fall.
Upstairs, the light of the dawn shone through the windows of our loft, bathing it in it's warm glow. That same glow bounced off of Edward's skin, reflecting rainbows onto my skin.
"Like diamonds..." I murmured through narrow lids.
"Am I ugly?" He asked softly. I shook my head.
"Nuh-uh. You're beautiful." I said, cupping his cheek. "And not because you glitter." He bowed his head to kiss my neck, then tucked me into bed. I was going to say we could have some fun of our own before I slept, but the soft bed seduced me into silence.
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Now, I mentioned I was sick, and indeed I am with depression and general anxiety disorder. I finally say it out loud. Previous events in my life just piled up and my body couldn't take much more, ergo the chest pains. I've also been busy hunting for a receptionist job (had to leave the last) and have to apply to a lot of places but I know I owe 4 chapters. If you're having trouble, vent to someone, or get help or you'll end up getting physically sick even if it's not from a mental illness. Look up stress-induced cardiomyopathy. Take care.