Hello, I'm Gay

Chapter Seven

Alice did always throw the best parties. They were always well decorated, well stocked, and had good music. Carlisle and Emse pretended they were out of town, by renting out some motel room for themselves, allowing us to throw these ragers. Alice had employed the rest of us to invite people to the party, and to then help her decorate.

I didn't have much choice in choosing to not help her. She threatened to key all of my cars if she did and that was one risk I was not willing to take. Didn't mean I had to be happy about this. "I can't believe we're throwing a fucking party instead of dealing with Bella the normal way!" I would groan out each and every chance I had. Everyone ignored me in their own ways.

Edward just played his piano louder, brushing up on his spooky music even though no one would be listening to it during the party. Alice skipped around, humming under her breath as she flung up décor. Jasper was busy holding all the remaining décor in his hands and following after Alice. And Emmett would just laugh at my jibes and making nothing else of it.

It was frustrating, being the only rationale Cullen. It's like the rest of my family only shared one collective brain, and today it was Esme and Carlisle who had it, but unfortunately they had taken it across the town line to their hotel room.

I honestly could not see how a party would solve our impending issue with Bella but whatever. I was done caring. If they exposed all of us to being vampires then so be it. The Volturi would have their heads and not mine.

Eventually the decorating was completed and the party started at ten pm. Dozens of people showed up, eager to waste the night away on booze, snacks and music. I could not help but look out for Bella. Would she come? Or would she not come?

"Rosalie, you're not in costume," Alice said, taking my hand and tugging me upstairs. I knew better than to argue with her on this. One way or another she'd get me into a costume and I knew better than to fight her on her fashion tastes. Luckily, it was a tasteful outfit. Not too sexy and not too spooky.

"A bit on the nose, don't you think?" I asked skeptically when I pulled it up and measured it up against my body. "A vampire?"

"That way she'll only think we're dressed as them, not that we are them," Alice said, winking at me. "And you can let your real fangs down. No need to hide them anymore." That explained why I had seen everyone else wearing similar outfits. Vampires. We were all going as something we already were.

I couldn't hold in my groan of displeasure. "Alice, maybe we shouldn't-" but my last minute tries for rationale were cut off as she went into a quick vision.

"Oh, Bella's going to be here," she announced when she came out of the vision, and rushed down the stairs to go get her.

I sighed out and tugged on the clothing. I did have to say, at least I looked nice in this.

I came downstairs, finding it much fuller than before. Alice was talking to Bella, before noticing me coming down the stairs. She poked Bela and brought her attention to me, before she smirked and waltzed off. Damn it. She was leaving me to face Bella on my own.

The brunette did nothing to hide her appraisal of me. Her eyes raked me up and down. "You look amazing," she told me earnestly and I flushed, tugging up my neckline so she wouldn't stare at my boobs so much.

"Thank you," I told her stiffly, feeling awkward at this. I was used to having men stare at me salaciously, and women stare at me jealousy. Never had I had a woman stare at me with such undisguised longing as Bella. It was a flustering experience. "And what are you wearing?"

"You, hopefully," she mumbled out quickly, probably something she did not mean me to hear, before adding on, "Vampire hunter." She held up a stake and I bristled at it, my natural instincts kicking in.

She chuckled at my reaction. "Nice fangs. They look so real."

I clamped a hand to my mouth. They must have descended because of the stake.

"I'm guessing you're a vampire then. Cool," she smiled, putting her stake away. "I'll try to keep myself from penetrating you with anything long or hard. Wanna get a drink?" and she jerked her thumb back to the punch table, quickly brushing over her innuendo.

This girl. Honestly. "Your stake isn't hard enough to penetrate me," I can't help from biting out because it's time that I stood up to these flirtations. It wasn't fair I was the only one being flustered by her! I brushed past her before I could see her reaction and got her a cup and one for myself as well.

She gulped it down in one go. "Man, this is good. I have to say this party is rocking so far," she shouted over the music.

"Mhm," I said noncommittally.

"Hey, wanna go somewhere quieter to talk?"

I don't see why we should. Emmett, who had sidled over to refill the dwindling bowl of punch, overheard our brief snippet of convo. "Go get your girl," Emmett harassed me, throwing a wink my way. Bella couldn't hear his vampire speak over the music. And she couldn't hear mine other, given her furrowed brow.

"She's not my girl!"

"Not yet!" he winked at me once again, pouring the punch juice into the crystal bowl. I scowled at him.

"So, you wanna go? Or do you want more booze?" Bella asked, refilling her cup when Emmett was done. I had no use for alcohol. It only really worked on us when we were recently fed, which we had all done prior to this night so we wouldn't be tempted by all the humans.

With fresh blood, there was oxygen there, and it moved rapidly, allowing us to actually feel drunk off of the drinks. But, it also depleted our blood levels faster so we had to go find animal blood sooner. I rarely drank because of this. It was a pain to have blood hangovers after. Emmett of course, didn't mind the inconvenience and was going hard on some kegs with some human boys right now.

Jasper was dancing, sober, with Alice on the dance floor. Even though it was a hip hop song and everyone else was grinding, he and her were slow dancing. I watched in half longing, half disgust. They were so sappy, but I couldn't deny I wish I had someone to dance with like that. Even if I knew Bella would have no issue doing that with me. I frowned and took a hearty gulp of alcohol. Vampires were all light weights because of the borrowed blood issue and I knew I should take it easy. I could already feel it warming me up.

Jasper noticed my staring, and my feelings. He and Alice danced around the crowded space but I could hear him clearly.

"Your emotions are telling me you need Bella," Jasper said, in a ghostly voice.

"Your emotions can suck a dick!" I shot back at him. Then something dawned on me. "Did all of you set this party up? Just so I could go dance with her?"

Jasper and Alice looked away, not answering me. "Unbelievable," I groused. How could they do this to me? How could they be like this? Had they no consideration?

"Um, earth to Rosalie?" Bella tugged on my long trailing sleeve. "You alright. You zoned out for a second."

"I'm fine," I assured her, though I was very much not fine. Why did my family have to be like this? Were even Esme and Carlisle in on the plan to throw me a party so I could get with Bella? There was no way I was hooking up with her tonight. I gulped down the rest of my drink angrily. She watched me refill it, concerned.

"Did I say something wrong?" she asked, and there was a pain in her eyes that I couldn't fathom where it was coming from. Why did she feel like that? I opened my mouth to speak up, but paused.

I could see Edward making way to us, no doubt wanting to confess to Bella. Well, that wasn't going to happen. She was gay! Didn't he know and respect this! Sudden possessiveness and protectiveness filled me. Before I knew it, I grabbed Bella, who was staring up at me, trying to decipher my odd mood, and kissed her hard.

Her eyes went wide right away, and she froze. Not the reaction I was expecting from someone who kept acting like they would sell their soul for a kiss with me, but whatever. I was no way disappointed by her reaction. Not at all.

I didn't keep the kiss going for long. Just enough that Edward saw, gagged, and then ran away. I was surprised he was even here at all, given how many teens were probably thinking horny things right now. It must be too much for his tiny virginal brain.

I pulled away when he left and let out a sigh. On my next breath was an apology to Bella, for a I figured I had made her uncomfortable.

I was not expecting her to shove me back against the wall and kiss me even harder, prompting us into a full make out session. I was not expecting this aggressiveness from her. Her hands were everywhere and the cups we'd been holding were gone. Her hands raked up my sides, down my front, on my back, on my thighs. Her hands were everywhere. Hot and heavy, and sending shivers of delight down my spine.

Oh.

Oh, this felt good.

And her mouth was amazing too. Soft and warm, and tasting faintly of vodka cranberry. Her tongue flicked out, teasing against my mouth and I let her in. Her tongue battled mine. For once I did not feel the need to win, instead I let her take over, swirling inside, tip flicking against my fangs.

When she touched my sharp canines my knees almost went weak and I was glad the wall was behind me. It would be wholly embarrassing for a vampire to fall her to knees like this. Because of a silly kiss.

But Bella had fucking skill and when I felt her hand against the bare skin of my inner thigh, a thousand different repressed things in me broke free and I no longer cared where we were and that everyone could see the queen of ice, me, becoming a blubbering mess in front of Bella.

She heard the low moan I barely managed to stifle and she chuckled, a sound that was so filthy it nearly broke whatever was left of me. It wasn't fair. How was she doing this to me?

She pulled away from my mouth, eyes lidded, and smelling heavily of arousal.

"Let's go somewhere quieter," she said, tugging me by the hand upstairs.

I followed eagerly.