Toxic Rose
Chapter Nine: Wine is Fine but Beer is in the Clear
The fourth day, Bella did not see Rosalie outside her house, which she was thankful for. Having those car rides was letting Bella see so many sides of the blonde she did not want to see. She took her own truck to school that day. Her nose, was fine if only a bit sore from last night. Alice, however did notice that it looked weird and without saying a word Bella knew the smaller girl was going to go accost her sister and blame her for the incident.
"It's fine, Alice. Really. I'm just super clumsy. I fell down the stairs in my house." Alice's eyes tightened but she didn't pursue the topic anymore. Bella just hoped she had convinced the other girl she was fine. She didn't want to think about what had happened last night, much less talk about it. Bella decided she had to swear off the blonde for good. She'd confess to Alice about everything that had happened so far, and maybe she would keep the other girl away. Bella couldn't deal with it anymore. Thoughts of the blonde consumed most of her conscious mind because she stressed her out so much. It wouldn't be so hard to avoid the blonde in school if her siblings were around to control her. And as for the Cullen household, she could just have the Cullen's come visit her or something.
Bella, pleased with her decision to avoid the blonde, went about her day feeling much happier. She was able to focus better in her classes and even Mike and Eric's flirting with her did not annoy her as much as usual. With class ending for lunch, she told Angela she'd meet them in a few as she had to go to the bathroom. She made her way through the busy halls, going to one of the less known bathrooms upstairs. She liked to go there because few people used it and she could pee in peace. She had a problem with people hearing her using a restroom, as she felt it invaded her privacy. As she approached her destination she saw Alice exiting the bathroom. Bella waved to her, happy to see her friend, but the pixie didn't seem to notice her. Huh, weird. The smaller girl hurriedly walked away in the direction of the cafeteria. Shrugging, Bella decided it wasn't working thinking about the pixie's abnormal behavior and pushed it out of her mind.
As she entered the bathroom, she become aware of coughing sounds coming from inside. Was someone here? She hesitated in the entrance, not wanting to use it if someone was here. Peering inwards she saw Rosalie Hale curled up into fetus formation on the ground. Bella gasped, covering her mouth too late to stifle the sound. But the blonde didn't seem to notice. She was coughing some more, her hair spread out around her in a wide arc. With shaking hands she tried to sit up, one arm trembling as it propped her up, the other holding her stomach.
"Fucken, hell," she groaned out. "That little cocksucking bitch." It was never a good sign when Rosalie was pissed. Bella decided she could wait to use the restroom, and that now would be a good time to leave. She backed up, slowly closing the door silently behind her on the sounds of Rosalie cursing and coughing. As she headed back into the hallway, she was burning up with questions. Why was Rosalie on the floor and why hadn't Alice helped her if she had been here previously?
She decided she needed to ask Alice about this during lunch, and forgetting her need to pee she rushed over to the cafeteria. She set her stuff down at her usual table, where all her friends were already eating and conversing over lunch, and walked over to the Cullen's. Emmett and Edward were engaged in conversation, while Jasper sat uncomfortably in between them, munching sullenly on a sandwich. Alice sat facing them, nipping at an apple.
"Bella, what are you doing over here?" Emmett was the first to notice despite being involved in a heated dispute.
"Hey," she greeted them, waving her hand awkwardly. "I just wanted to ask Alice something."
"Yea, what's up Bella?" The girl turned her attention to the brunette.
"I-I saw Rosalie in the bathroom looking hurt. Is she okay?"
Alice knit up her brows but a flash of guilt and something else passed over her face. "I'm pretty sure she's fine. Don't worry about it."
"Cause I saw you leave the bathroom, so I wasn't sure if you helped her or checked up on her or something." Bella trailed off awkwardly, fidgeting with her hands. Why was she so concerned over Rosalie being hurt, all of a sudden? She tried to rationalize this. Certainly it had to be about how Rosalie punched her and Alice got upset about it. "It's not about my nose is it?"
Alice seemed surprised at this. "No! No, I wouldn't punch her for that, just talk to her. Er, I did go to check up on her, but she didn't want my help. Listen it's nothing you need to worry about. Just Rosalie being Rosalie." Alice waved her hands in the air as if this explained everything and dropped the topic. Bella nodded her head, satisfied by the answer. Relief coursed through her which worried her. It's only cause I don't want Rosalie getting me back for Alice hurting her. And not anything else. Bella tried to explain to herself.
"Oh that reminds me, now that your here I can tell you," the pixie started. "I'm having a small private party for us next weekend. And your invited."
Bella put her hands up in a back-up position. "I don't think I should go...I'm fine. Thanks."
"Oh, come on Bella. I promise its not a big event like last time. It'll just be us and you. Plus a friend if you wanna bring one."
"Alice I-"
"-really hate parties. Yes I know. But you don't have to drink. And it's not gonna be a dancing one. Just a relaxing one. We'll watch movies, chill in the Jacuzzi."
"Alice-"
"-and besides you get to wear a bikini!"
"Alice!" Bella almost yelled and the pixie stopped talking for a second, looking at the brunette girl.
"It's November. Why are we wearing bikinis?"
"For the Jacuzzi, silly. It'll be fun. Come on. We can go swimsuit shopping."
"I don't like-"
"-shopping. Yes I know. But you cant leave me alone to do it, now can you?"
"I think you should go Bella," Jasper spoke up, and Bella was surprised to see him speaking to her. "If you don't, Alice might be compelled to buy out the whole store."
This earned chuckles from Edward and Emmett.
"Fine," Bella sighed. "I'll go."
Shopping with Alice always proved to be an adventure. It was during this time that Bella really noticed the extent of her friend's ADHD. She'd run from store to store dragging poor Bella around with her, like a dog on a leash. And Alice wouldn't stay in these stores for long, instead darting in and out every ten minutes. She'd go to a store on the second level and then remember she saw something that could match that outfit on the fourth level and so she'd go to the fourth floor and check before she'd go back to the second floor and buy it and then go back up to get the jewelry as well. Bella just didn't have the stamina to keep up with Alice for longer than an hour. Eventually she'd retire to one of those benches and join the group of older men waiting for their wives to finish shopping. But she couldn't leave Alice alone for too long or else she'd start gorging herself on mall food to the point of feeling sick.
Typically these trips lasted over five hours and pushed Bella into finding the limits of her patience, but today Bella had instructed Alice to only go to West Street, which was only a single street of stores. Alice wouldn't be able to do too much here. But it was Alice they were talking about, and the girl was a unpredictable as a Fork's weather forecast. There was a possibility she could become enthralled with the interior designs of the store and talk to the store manager about that for hours on end, forgetting the outside world around her, and leaving Bella tapping the floor impatiently with her foot. Bella only hoped the girl would stick to their agreement and not go lose herself in her inner world.
Upon parking her car, Alice hopped out and raced over to a store. Grumbling Bella unbuckled her seatbelt and by the time she had arrived at the store entrance, the younger girl was already leaving with a small bag in her hand.
"Alice..." Bella said with a hint of exasperation. "What did you already buy?"
"Oh, I'm not sure. Just the first thing I grabbed." she said grinning a wide grin. Her eyes sparkled and she let out a childish giggle. "Now let's go to the other stores." she grabbed Bella's hand and the two went off, Bella practically being dragged away. Despite there being only five stores, it still took a while for them to look through all the things and Bella had to gently remind the girl of what they were looking for every time she became distracted, which was often. Locals around here knew of the Cullen girl's deep pockets and her lack of hesitancy to splurge so they always tried to convince her to buy something in their store. Bella had to steer the girl away, while shooting the store employees a dirty look. Eventually when they got back on track Alice found she had some difficulty finding swimsuits for the two girls. Not surprising since it was nearly winter.
"Whelp, I guess this means we got to go to the mall," Alice said as she jumped excitedly behind the wheel of her vintage cream colored Beetle and tossed her armful of bags into the back seat.
"No!" Bella shouted with more anger in her voice than she meant to add as she followed her friend into the car. "We're going back. That was the deal."
"Fineeeeee," Alice breathed out, pouting like the five year old kid she was emulating. She started the car and Bella watched the girl carefully to ensure that they were indeed heading home. Bella could not give Alice the opportunity to go clothes crazy like last time. Edward had told her that Alice had spent so much money last spring on new fashion that Carlisle had to freeze her credit cards; all twenty of them. Bella didn't even know that many credit card brands existed. A handful were foreign, as Alice had explained, due to the Cullen's often traveling abroad for summer break and needing to buy stuff there.
"I guess you can just borrow one of my swimsuits," Alice suggested. "I am smaller though, so it might be hard to find one that fits you."
"Alice I do have swimsuits at home, you know."
Alice laughed, closing her eyes and Bella felt a sense of panic as they nearly swerved into one of the cars in the next lane. She instinctively reached over and the turned the steering wheel just in time, averting a crash. "You mean those swimsuits that my grandmother would wear?" Alice opened her eyes, not realizing she could have just hit a car, and turned her gaze full of mirth onto her friend.
Bella blushed and picked at a fuzz on her sweater. "Their just modest swimsuits is all."
"Yea, fit for a nun," Alice laughed again only making Bella blush more.
They arrived at the Cullen's household, dusk approaching. The lights on the pathway had turned on, illuminating the driveway nicely- no doubt Alice's touch on the decorations of the household. Alice parked her Beetle in the driveway before rushing over to the house and up the stairs. Bella followed more slowly behind, tired from the shopping expenditure and also from hauling all of the bags up.
When she got upstairs and dumped the bags on the bed, she found the smaller girl already deep into her walk-in closet, tossing clothes around madly. "There we go!" she cried out as she pulled out a black bikini top and bottom. "Try this on." Bella took the skimpy outfit from her friend with a skeptic look on her face and changed in the bathroom, knowing that she already disliked the way it revealed so much of her skin.
"Alice I think it's too small on me." Bella said as she exited the bathroom feeling incredibly exposed. The top barely contained her B cup breasts and the bottom was so cut out that she felt her vagina could be seen by everyone if she just spread her legs apart too much. She stood awkwardly, rubbing her arm, as Alice circled around her, thoughtful hand on chin
"You look so good in it!" Alice flashed her a thumbs up after looking over Bella from every possible angle.
"No! I look super slutty!" Bella barked out, embarrassment flooding her face.
"Bella, its just for the Jacuzzi. Honestly no one will see you in the water. And you can wear a towel for the rest. Or just change when you get out."
Bella let out a sigh. There was no changing Alice's mind, especially if she thought she was being reasonable. "Fine," she huffed blowing a strand of hair up and went to go get changed into her regular clothes.
The next week flew by too quickly for Bella's tastes and soon it was time for Alice's little get together. She drove up to the Cullen household in her truck, noting that Carlisle's and Esme's cars were both gone; they must have gone on a weekend resort just like Alice had said and left the house alone to the kids. Emmett greeted her at the door and her eyes widened when she noticed he was only wearing a pair of shirts. His perfectly chiseled body was on full view for her, and she swore if she wasn't gay, she'd be all over him.
"Like what you see?" Emmett teased as he caught her staring and Bella blushed. "It's not too late you know. If you revert back to being straight I'll let you have some fun with me." He winked at her, causing her face to get redder.
"I can't just stop being-you know," she couldn't say the word but he got her message.
"Pity," he sighed. "Now come on in and get changed. Everyone's already ready."
Bella went upstairs to get changed, draping a towel over her shoulders to cover her body and came back down to the living room, where the lights had been dimmed and soft music was playing. Drinks lined the tables and every Cullen had a cup in their hand. All of them indeed were in their bathing suits, Edward and Jasper both wearing matching red shorts and Alice in a colorful piece. As for Rosalie...well Bella didn't look although the temptation was so strong. She knew if she looked at the blonde she wouldn't be able to look away and she didn't need that right now.
"Bella!" Alice squealed as she ran up to her friend with a cup. She handed the cup to Bella and smiled, her face slightly pink from the alcohol. "Here, take a sip. We've been waiting for you."
Bella nodded her head and took a sip, the liquid tasting sweet and delicious. But she didn't want to drink tonight no matter how good it tasted. "Are we gonna go to the hot tub?" she asked, her skin crawling uncomfortably at wearing a skimpy bathing suit despite her being covered almost entirely by a towel.
"Yea, but first we're gonna do body shots," she announced and turned to the rest of her siblings to share this information. Body shots, Bella thought, her skin prickling. Why did this sound like a bad idea?
"Alright," Emmett cheered and chugged the contents of his cup in one go. "Lay it on me," he crushed his cup and burped long and proud. Edward screwed his face up at this.
Alice laughed. "We're not drinking off of you. But Bella." Bella froze at this and turned to Alice with a big WTF expression on her face.
"Why?" Emmett asked the question Bella was thinking.
"Because all of us are technically siblings and Bella isn't. So it would make more sense to drink off of her." Alice reasoned and shot Bella a big smile. What the hell? Where was Bella's consent in this matter?
"Alice," Bella started as the Cullen's all turned to her.
"Don't worry. It'll be fun."
"But Alice, I'm, I'm really, I mean my body is no good for this." Bella stammered, fear making her heart pound.
"Just relax, it'll be fun."
And so Bella's towel was taken away after much fuss and arguing and she was forced to lie down on the table on her back as the Cullen's stood above her. She felt like she was going to be dissected like a frog. She felt a stab of pity for the poor amphibians as she emphasized with how they felt.
"And remember Bella, if you move too much or make noise then you have to drink a penalty shot." Alice reminded her and brushed some hair from out of Bella's frightened eyes. All Bella could think was, friggen hell, I hope I don't smell or taste bad. Did I wash that spot when I showered? Shit I don't remember. I just hope they get this over with fast. Please don't let them find anything weird with my body and point it out.
Emmett was the first to go. With a big grin on his face he tipped the bottle of vodka and poured it into the hollow of her neck. "Don't move too much or it'll spill," he warned and then bent his big head down to drink. Bella tried to stifle a laugh as the sensation of his tongue and lips on her neck was tickling her. He was doing it on purpose, she could tell and bit her lip to hold back a giggle, her eyes watering, but it was no use. With an exaggerated swipe of his tongue she couldn't contain the shivers anymore and let loose a laugh as she turned her body away from him.
"Ha, that's a shot for you, missy." He said as he backed away.
"Damn you Emmett," she wiped a tear away and got back into her original position on her table. Edward came up next, copying Emmett's idea. He poured some liquor in the same spot Emmett had and his hair tickled her chin as he lapped it up. Bella let loose another laugh, her hands going up instinctively to swat him away, and was given another shot as punishment.
"Me and Jasper are gonna tag team," Alice announced and instead of pouring alcohol on her neck, Alice put in on Bella's belly button region. The cold temperature startled Bella who let out an indignant cry.
"Stop, I'm sensitive there!" Bell insisted but the two were deaf to her cries. They lowered their heads and began slurping it up and Bella squirmed under their touches, laughs bubbling from her throat and earning herself two additional shots this time. And finally it was Rosalie's turn. The blonde paced around Bella's body, palming the bottle, watching her as a predator would, her eyes mischievous.
"I'm gonna make you squirm so bad, Bella." She promised and Bella gulped deeply, now afraid. Rosalie wouldn't do anything crazy in the presence of the others, would she? But as Bella looked at her friends inebriated faces, she knew that they would probably laugh it off. Shit, what was Rosalie going to do? She got her answer a split second later, when the blonde upended the bottle's contents on Bella's crouch. Hissing at the coldness of the liquid, it was soon cut off with another sound, one of her half stifled moan when the blonde bent her head down. Rosalie was doing this on purpose. She wasn't even attempting to drink the vodka, just lapping up the liquid with languid cat-like strokes that sent bolts of electricity up Bella's stomach in rhythm. Her tongue brushed against the material of Bella's swimsuit and Bella sat up so fast that she nearly knocked her head on the low hanging light fixture. "Rosalie, stop," Bella whined, desperate to finish this stupid game of body shots. She didn't want to get turned on in front of the others.
"That's another shot," Edward warned and Bella wanted to shout out, Don't you see what's happening here? But bit her lip as Rosalie's tongue made another trip. She felt her insides squeeze, and her heart beat erratically. The sight of the blonde between her legs, luscious locks curling on her thighs ,was extremely erotic. She wondered what it would feel like if the materiel wasn't in the way and just the blonde's lips, but then pushed away the thought, disgusted by herself.
Bella hissed loudly as Rosalie turned to sucking now, her hands coming to grip Bella's thighs. She slurped up the liquid, catching some of Bella's bikini material in her teeth and pulling gently. Fuck, Bella couldn't stand this and she was pretty sure her face was beet red at this point. She felt like moaning out loud and letting her back arch as she grabbed Rosalie's face and pressed it to her crouch before riding it hard. But she couldn't do that. She would have to just settle for writhing internally and hoping no one noticed her increasing arousal. The blonde finally pulled her head away after what seemed like years but was probably seconds, and wiped her mouth, cocky smirk on her face.
"Damn, Rosie, you got her good," Emmett said belching loudly again. "That's like three shots right there."
"Three shots?" Bella sputtered out, forgetting her arousal as she threw an angry glance at the Cullen's.
"I wish I had thought of that idea," Edward stated. "It was a good one."
"Your just saying that because you wished you were the one with their head between Bella's legs. What, is Sockette not doing it anymore for you?" Emmett laughed, as he grasped Edward by the shoulder. The smaller teen frowned and shoved his brother hard, but it was like pushing a boulder for all the good it did.
"Sockette's just fine." Edward whined and Emmett laughed louder at this.
"So that is her name."
"Shut up," Edward hissed and turned to drink his vodka, with an embarrassed blush to his face. "You overgrown horndog." He muttered darkly.
"Alright, guys listen up. We gotta get Bella her shots and then it's time to get into the hot tub." Alice announced as she emerged from the kitchen with her shots. She set down seven shots which Bella eyed warily. Oh, boy she did not like this. Not at all.
"You got this," Jasper said as he saluted her. "To our fellow solider."
Bella swallowed thickly and raised the first shot glass to her lips. She swallowed it down, grateful that it was diluted with cranberry juice and made a face as the heat burned down her throat. Then she gulped down the others in rapid succession, trying to get it over with as quickly as possible. Letting out a huge belch on the last one, she sat the tumbler down harshly and tried to get off the table only to stumble and have Edward catch her.
"You alright?" he asked and she nodded her head, the motion sending the room spinning. The alcohol was already hitting her and she felt her body grow warm.
"Hot tub time!" Alice squealed and grabbing Jasper by the arm, lead the way to the tub.
They stayed in there for what felt like hours, but it was probably less. She couldn't feel the cold at all, the soft sound of winding blowing through the trees, and the crickets chirping set her at ease. Bella sat with her arms splayed out on the edge of the tub and her head craned upwards as she gazed at the stars. They were all so beautiful...like Rosalie. Bella felt in the mood to suddenly write sappy poetry. Shall I compare thee to a November's night? Bell started, spoofing a famous line from a famous poem. The way your eyes and hair glow, the way your body curves. I should hate you; your actions are repulsive. Yet my body is young and fragile and filled with these insufferable teenage hormones, which draw me near to you. Bella's inner musing's were interrupted by a high pitched squeal from Alice. The small girl was play fighting with Jasper. He had his fingers on her ribs and was tickling her mercilessly while she squirmed in his grip and splashed water about.
I wish I had a sibling to be close to like that... Bella mused and sighed.
"Hey, chill out ova there," Edward slurred. He had a cup in his hand and had been drinking the whole time they were in the tub. "Some of us are trying to mourn Sockette."
At this Emmett laughed and clapped him hard enough on the back to make the boy splatter alcohol on his face as he went for a sip from his cup.
Bella sighed once more, and looked over at Rosalie. The blonde had been drinking while in the tub as well, but not as heavily as Edward. She was gazing at Bella, her expression unreadable and Bella feeling silly waved over at her. Why had she even ever been scared of Rosalie in the first place? The teen looked completely normal now, even vulnerable. The blonde tsked and looked away, taking a sip from her red solo cup. Well, so much for being nicer, the blonde was still bitchy even while drunk.
Bella decided then that it was time to get another drink. Her buzz from the vodka was fading and she wanted to feel all super warm and fuzzy again. She climbed out of the tub and let herself into the house, stumbling across the dark kitchen. Her hand brushed across the sticky alcohol covered counter tops until it paused on a half full bottle. She picked it up, giving it a sniff to make sure it was what she wanted and then reached for a tumbler. Tilting the bottle carefully to make sure she didn't spill it, she was about to pour a shot when a voice came next to her ear.
"Boo."
She jumped and set down the bottle with a bang on the counter. Turning around she came face to face with Rosalie who was standing so close to her their noses brushed.
"I didn't hear you come in." Bella gasped, to which the blonde smiled drunkenly, her gaze not on Bella's face but on her cleavage. Was she checking her out? Holy shit, Rosalie Hale was checking her out. She had taken a lot of shots, and Bella could smell the alcohol strongly on her breath.
"Your pouring it wrong." Rosalie slurred, her pale hair shining from the moonlight coming in through the window, and she turned her attention to the bottle Bella had slammed down. "Pick up the bottle."
Bella gulped. What was the blonde up to now? But she didn't want Rosalie to get mean again so she did what she asked, turning so now Rosalie was to her back. "Good," the blonde crooned, sliding her hand on top of Bella's as the brunette tipped the bottle towards the glass.
"Now slowly pour it," she insisted her voice in Bella's ear. Bella felt her heart rate increase as the blonde's soft and ample chest pressed into her back and her left arm came around to encircle Bella's waist. Her skin was hot on Bella's and Bella's body reacted in kind, warming her up all over.
"Carefully, I don't want you to spill it," she warned, whispering kisses down the side of Bella's face and onto the back of her neck. Bella felt her hand start to shake as her concentration waned, and the liquid splattered around the shot glass. Rosalie let out a tsk. "That was some expensive alcohol and you just wasted it. Now I want you to clean it up." Rosalie growled as she tugged on Bella's earlobe, her voice sounding dangerously arousing. Pushing Bella's hand down to put down the bottle she instructed, "with your tongue," and pressed down on the back of Bella's head. Bella complied, wanting to get this over with quickly as possible so she could go and drink her shot. The sooner she did it maybe Rosalie would get bored and leave her alone as well. Bella, held back her hair and lapped at the sharp smelling liquid obediently, making sure to get every last drop of what she spilled. As she was doing this she felt Rosalie's hands sliding up and down her back, and tugging dangerously on the strings holding Bella's top together. At last she seemed to have loosened the knot and Bella's top hung loose from her chest.
"Rosalie," Bella hissed straightening up and covering her chest with her hands before glaring at the blonde. Was the other girl really going to start this again? But the blonde just smiled, her eyes glazed over and a blush on her cheeks. She pressed against Bella until the younger girl was pinned against the counter.
"Yes, Bella?" she asked before letting her eyes rove over to her neck. "Your marks disappeared. That makes me very sad." She ran her right hand down Bella's neck, pushing aside her long brown hair. "I'll just have to make new ones." Bella let out a gasp as Rosalie's teeth meet the soft flesh on her neck. The gasp soon turned into a moan as Rosalie moved her lips up and down Bella's neck, leaving big wet kisses before sucking on her skin. And it felt so good. Damn it, the alcohol was affecting Rosalie again. And it was affecting Bella.
She felt tingles spreading throughout her body and she scolded herself but she couldn't be too bothered by it, the liquid drug in her system making her enjoy this way too much and making her feel less guilty about it. She could feel Rosalie's fingers slipping under her now loose bra bypassing Bella's arms, which were too weak to do anything about it and fell to her sides. She let out a grunt of protest but the blonde didn't listen, letting her thumbs brush against the underside of Bella's breasts before she reached up and touched her nips. Bella shuddered and arched into the touch and she heard Rosalie give a heavy uneven sigh as the blonde pulled her lips up into Bella's ear and gently sucked on the lobe. With each suck, Bella could feel her nips getting harder and felt a tinge of shame at her actions. She shouldn't be doing this. What if one of the Cullen's walked in right now. But that thought was soon pushed aside as Rosalie's lips came down Bella's face, trailing from her forehead to the corner of her lip. She was so close to being kissed by Rosalie, and she so badly wanted it. She had gotten turned on ridiculously fast and now more than anything she wanted to feel the blonde's lips on her's, the familiar pressure, the taste and softness of it all. She had been thinking about Rosalie's mouth ever since they had done the body shots and now, with the blonde right next to her, her desires surfaced up and left her panting and squirming with want. She parted her lips as an invitation, only to have Rosalie chuckle.
"You want it bad, you little slut. I can tell." Bella winced at being called a slut-she was the complete opposite. "I'll kiss you, but you have to promise me something in exchange." She ran her fingers over Bella's nipples again making her breath hitch. Bella gripped the counter with her hands, trying to steady herself. Please, kiss me. Bella begged internally. She needed to be kissed. She had to be. The need aching through her whole body.
"Yea," Bella asked huskily as Rosalie's warm breath tickled her lips. She was so close yet so far. An inch away. The scent of her rose perfume was overpowering and the heat from her body was pouring over into Bella's. Bella could feel the blonde's rapid heartbeats, and the way her hips rolled gently on their own.
"I want you to be completely mine, body and soul." Now her lips were a centimeter away. Bella's mind was focusing on that gorgeous mouth and the way it moved. Could Rosalie just fucking shut up and kiss her already? Her body was buzzing with want. She had never realized how badly she had wanted to kiss someone until now. She felt that if she wasn't kissed soon she'd explode and wilt away into nothing, the apex of her thighs throbbing so badly it hurt. True she had been thinking about the Cullen's lips recently, but now her wants were tripled by the alcohol coursing through her veins and the blonde's presence, leaving her feeling so desperate. Like a thirsty man in a desert.
"H-how?" Bella's mind was growing foggy as Rosalie's mouth, when talking, would brush ever softly against her own. If Bella could just lean in a millimeter she would be kissing Rosalie...
"Don't worry. I'll tell you how later. You just need to agree. Well do you?"
Bella couldn't care less about the deal now so frantic was she. She'd even jump of a building with no parachute if Rosalie had asked her, she just wanted Rosalie's lips on her owns. She nodded her head dimly and Rosalie smirked, swallowing thickly. "Smart choice," and then she kissed her, a kiss as savage and beautiful as she was. She pressed hard on Bella, so that the brunette girl had to lift her arms to hold onto Rosalie's shoulders or else she would get swept away by the kiss. Her legs trembled and her stomach erupted into sparks that translated into heat that pooled between her legs. The kiss sent such an explosion of feelings through her that she let out a huge moan. She felt relief and satisfaction at finally getting what she wanted, but mainly she felt her desire heighten, the shock of the kiss causing her insides to spasm sending liquid dripping down from her core. She hoped the blonde couldn't tell how wet she was.
Rosalie's tongue slicked across Bella's lips, demanding entrance which Bella was all too happy to give. Their tongues battled, seeking dominance although it was no competition; it was clear the victor was Rosalie. Bella felt Rosalie's hands trail down to her buttock and down her thighs where she pulled up, and pushed Bella onto the counter. The bottle of alcohol clattered to the floor spilling, but neither girl cared about that right now.
Rosalie eventually ended the kiss, pulling away but Bella didn't want her to stop it. Before she could even think the thought she grabbed Rosalie by the back of her neck and pulled her in for another kiss. Rosalie groaned into Bella's mouth, only encouraging the brunettes actions. Bella wrapped her legs around Rosalie waist wanting to get closer and closer to the blonde. She wanted every inch of her body on the other girls, her body throbbing to remind her of this.
They kissed and kissed, passionately, their breaths becoming more shallow, curse words emerging from Rosalie ever so often as they separated momentarily to get some air before going back at it. At last both of them stopped at the same time, holding their foreheads together as they stared into each others eyes and tried to catch their breath. "I think we need to go back, before they come in after us." Rosalie's voice was tight with want. "I'll go first. You come back after ten minutes." Bella nodded her head, entranced by the blonde's heavy breathing. Rosalie pulled herself away and Bella instantly missed the contact. But she didn't say anything as the blonde walked away and joined the others outside. Right now her body was buzzing with electricity and she wanted nothing more than to continue kissing the other girl. Her lips had felt divine and Bella could not believe it would feel so good to kiss anyone. Now that her mind was a bit clearer she thought back to the promise Rosalie had made her make. What exactly had she said? Bella could not remember. Frowning, she realized that could potentially be a problem. Bella hopped off the counter with a squelch and went to the bathroom, her thighs clamping tightly together. She had to clean up her bikini first before joining the others.
Her bottom half was too wet.
Outtakes from chapter nine
A/N: Originally I wasn't sure where to go with chapter nine. I mean, so much can happen during a hot tub scene. But I decided to instead go with a more meaningful act between Bella and Rosalie in order to further the plot. This was one possible scene I was thinking of putting in.
"If you want your underwear back, you'll have to come and get it from me." Those were Rosalie's parting words before she exited the hot tub and made her way into the house, all the while twirling Bella's underwear around her finger. Bella watched the blonde leave, her mouth gaping wide open in shock. The blonde couldn't be serious, could she? She had just left Bella, without her bikini bottom, in the hot tub by herself. What the fuck!
Angrily grabbing for her towel, she got out of the tub, and wrapped herself in it, grateful that no one else was outside right now. Alice and Jasper had gone upstairs for something whereas Edward and Emmett decided they needed to have a man-off and see how many virtual skulls they could smash. This left Rosalie and Bella by themselves in the Jacuzzi. Bella had decided it was too awkward with the two of them in here, so she stood up to leave, turning her back on the blonde, which in hindsight was a bad idea. The blonde had zoomed up to her and pulled down her underwear before smugly holding it up as Bella dissolved into a mess of embarrassment, shock and anger. She plopped back down into the water, hoping Rosalie hadn't seen too much of her pale ass. "What are you doing!?"
And thus now was her current situation. She left the tub, fuming and wondering where Rosalie could have gone. She wasn't so much angry at the older girl as she was with herself. She had sworn to herself that she would not let Rosalie bully her again, yet now this was happening. Perhaps the alcohol was to blame? Bella's thought process wasn't exactly at her best right now.
Bella walked through the dim house, wondering where Rosalie was. Her room perhaps? This house was very big and it didn't help that the walls wobbled a little bit. She passed by Eddy and Emmett who were sitting on the living room couch and yelling at the screen as digital blood squirted from comical characters. She ascended up the stairs to the second floor and hoping she remembered where Rosalie's place was from last time, she moved in that direction. A door at the end of the corridor was slightly open, light spilling into the otherwise dark hallway. Cautiously pressing on it, she opened it and found Rosalie inside her room.
Rosalie's room was the exact opposite of Alice's. Whereas Alice's was pink and warm and feminine, Rosalie's was cold, hard and masculine. Posters of cars lined her brown walls, and her room was very sparse other than the necessary furniture. The blonde was sitting on her black bed sheet, legs sensuously crossed over the other, and reading a car magazine. She was looking at it, as if she had all the time in the world.
Bella cleared her throat, her anger gone when she got a good look at the blonde. In the dark outside Bella had barely seen any of the minimally clad girl, but now in the full brightness of her bedroom lights Bella saw every wonderful inch of her skin. Her bikini top was skimpy and barely covered her gorgeous and ample breasts, which were almost spilling out of it. Her toned midriff was perfectly on show and Bella felt instantly disgusted by her own body for looking plain and dull. She had no curves to speak of, but Rosalie seemed to be made of curves. Curves that were in all the right places, and with her legs in that position it only made her body seem longer.
"So you found me. Now what are you going to do?"
Rosalie stood up, tossing her magazine aside and Bella saw that the other girl was wearing her underwear.
Her underwear.
How was she going to get it back now? Could she just borrow Alice's? Most certainly Alice wouldn't mind and most certainly it was better than approaching the lion. Of course her drunken brain didn't have these ideas at that time, instead it insisted on getting that particular bikini bottom and so Bella approached the blonde.
"I want it back," she slurred, pointing at Rosalie's bottom and hating how she looked so much better in it than she had.
"Okay," the blonde said and flopped down on her bed, spreading her legs open. "Come get it."
Bella's anger returned. Was the blonde really playing games with her right now? She approached, but realized she couldn't really use her hands as they were clutching the knot on her towel and keeping it from coming undone. Could she just do this with one hand?
She made to reach but Rosalie tsked. "You can't use your hands. Or else it's not fair to me."
Bella snorted. Who was Rosalie to complain that things weren't fair? But in her current state of mind, Bella didn't stop to think about things and went down on her knees, between the blonde's legs. She was going to pull that underwear off one way or another.
She gripped the top of the fabric with her teeth and pulled but with Rosalie planted firmly on the bed, the fabric was not going to move down no matter what. Despite this, Bella still tried several times, her nose poking Rosalie's belly button area, the muscle there twitching every time that happened.
"Rosalie, it's not working," Bella said with a huff, looking up from her kneeling position on the floor, to the blonde whose gaze was unfocused.
"Then make me remove it," she said simply. The statement was loaded with so much potential and Bella gulped deeply, her head spinning at what Rosalie was implying. Bella was not in the mood to deal with Rosalie's little games today. She just wanted to drink and relax in the hot tub. However, she knew that Rosalie hated having her games ignored and Bella was too intoxicated to walk away and come up with another plan.
So, she got up, sliding her knees on both sides of Rosalie's legs as she steadied herself in front of the girl, both hands gripping the knot of her towel. She'd just do this quickly and be over with it. Rosalie watched Bella position herself, a look of expectancy on her face. Her lips were parted and Bella could feel the heat radiating off of her body, along with that rose scent that was now combined with a darker spicier smell. Bella bent down and kissed her, loving the way the other girls lips felt on her own. But she quickly parted the kiss, not wanting to lose herself in Rosalie. She didn't want to seem like she enjoyed it.
"Is that enough?" Bella panted, already having troubled speaking and she hated it. It had just been one kiss, damn it. The blonde arched a brow. "Try again," she taunted and Bella sighed, before pushing down hard on Rosalie's left shoulder with her hand and pressing her lips to her's once more. Rosalie's back sank into the bed sheets as Bella kissed and kissed her, gradually losing herself to the sensation, each kiss drawing a stronger and stronger pang of desire. Damn it, why did the blonde have to taste so good? Bella's stomach coiled up in burning want but she tried to push it away, feebly. She wasn't turned on, she wasn't turned on....she tried to reassure herself. She could feel Rosalie's hands tangling their way into her hair and moaned as they pulled her closer, flush against the others breasts. Bella hissed as her hard nipples brushed on those of Rosalie's that were also rock hard. It felt so good to close the space between them, so good to have their bodies brush their skin across one another. Bella found herself lying on top of the blonde, her hand dropping away from her towel completely. Her body temperature redoubled at their skin contact, her nerves alighting with joy and pleasure. She pulled slightly away from Rosalie's mouth, their tongues now battling it out in midair, a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips. Bella got a good glimpse of Rosalie's face at that moment. Her eyes were lidded, cheeks flushed with want. This only caused a bolt of pleasure to shot down between Bella's legs and she shuddered before reconnecting their lips.
They kissed and kissed, their bodies writhing together, their hard nipples rubbing. Rosalie was trying to hold in her moans, and Bella was getting frustrated. How much more did she need to do to get the underwear? If she didn't soon, she might not want to leave the room at all. Maybe if she made Rosalie moan out loud than the blonde would be forced to admit she was enjoying it and give back the underwear.
But the issue was, Bella had never gotten past kissing with anyone before. Heck, she hadn't even kissed someone at all before this. What was she to do now? Sure, she had read articles online, but that wasn't the same as having real experience. Maybe she could just do it step by step? Would that work?
Bella pulled her mouth away from Rosalie's and bent it to her neck. She began to kiss up and down the neck, causing Rosalie to throw back her head to give Bella more access. The blonde shivered at each kiss, letting out a heavy gasp when Bella got to her collarbone. Bella decided to suck there, long and hard and the hands in Bella's hair tightened. Bella could feel the other girl's stomach tense up but still she didn't moan. Fine then, Bella thought, onto the breasts it is.
Bella had already see Rosalie's naked breast before, but seeing them a second time didn't hurt. They were perfect in size and shape and they just felt extra soft on the blonde and Bella took a moment to admire them before she set to work. She put a nip in her mouth and kneaded the other breast with her hand. Rosalie's back arched wildly off of the bed but still she didn't cry out. She shoved her left knuckle into her mouth and bit down hard, tasting blood. So Bella redoubled her efforts, and despite the knuckles in her mouth, Bella could hear Rosalie start to whimper and mewl. Shit, this was so turning Bella on, she couldn't even deny it anymore as she felt the heat at the apex of her thighs turn into liquid arousal and slide down her legs. Fuck, she growled, letting out a moan herself as Rosalie arched into her again. Her mind was foggy and all she could do was focus on how the blonde's body moved across her own. She wanted to see more of her reactions.
So Bella moved downwards, kissing a blazing path through the valley of her chest, and down her stomach, Rosalie's body quivering at each kiss. She pulled her right hand out of Bella's hair and gripped the sheets behind her in a death grip, still biting down onto her left hand. Shit, she hadn't expected this to escalate so quickly. She was just going to force Bella to take a naked photo in order to get her underwear back but when Rosalie had seen Bella's breasts nearly popping out of her too small top, and her flushed face, her body had acted of it's own accord. Even then she knew she should have stopped it at the kisses. She didn't need the brunette thinking she was weak, or that she was turned on by her, but it just felt too good and now she couldn't stop. How was that bitch so good at this?
Bella's lips were brushing the top of Rosalie's underwear. Bella was now down between the blonde's legs and she grasped the sides of the underwear to pull it down. She had forgotten about the whole reason she was in this situation when Rosalie reminded her.
"Y-y-you can't use your hands," she panted, sitting up. Bella nodded her head and trailed more kisses down the front of her underwear before reaching to the bottom, forcing Rosalie's legs to spread. Bella tried to grip the material in between her teeth, but it was slippery and wet, smelling incredibly of that deep spicier scent.
"M-ma-m-mmm." Whatever Rosalie had been trying to say was lost as she swallowed a low moan, her hips reflexively rolling into Bella's mouth. Panting heavily she tried again. "M-maybe try licking it."
So Bella did, running her tongue up and down the length, long broad strokes. Rosalie's hands went back into Bella's hair and pulled her closer, small moans bubbling up from her throat. Bella was now back on the floor, propped up on her knees, towel hanging haphazardly from her waist and Rosalie sitting on the edge of the bed, toes curling into the floor. Bell continued licking, realizing if she licked hard enough she could just get a taste of Rosalie through the material. And she tasted delicious, like spice and flower.
Rosalie pushed Bella's head closer to her, rolling her hips into each tongue stroke. She wanted to cum so badly, oh so badly. She could feel it in her stomach, all the way from her soaking core to her toes. Her mind was getting fuzzy and she cursed herself. She had to stop (but she didn't want to) or else she would unravel in front of Bella, (And oh she just wanted to let it go) and that would be embarrassing.
"S-stop, Bell-ah, s-stop," she breathed out. She didn't want to concede defeat, but if she didn't it would be a hell of a lot more embarrassing if she came all over Bella's face just from her licking her through her underwear. "You can take the underwear back." She groaned loudly, the top half of her body bending over, her breasts brushing Bella's head.
Why wasn't she stopping? Why? She had to stop now, Rosalie had to push her away. But she couldn't (didn't want to). She was going to explode, oh fuck, she was going to-
A loud crash startled both girls. Rosalie slowly sat up, her mind foggy and body trembling. Bella pulled her head away, looking at the door before looking back at Rosalie. A muffled scream came from downstairs. Bella gulped deeply, her eyes opening wide and she backed away from Rosalie as if realizing what she had just been doing. She wiped her mouth hastily and got up, grabbing for her slipping towel. Rosalie tried to compose herself, taking deep shallow breaths. Her sex throbbed with the lack of release but she tried to push it to the back of her mind. Oh it was gonna be a bitch to masturbate all this out later.
She stood up from her bed, the remains of her arousal dripping down her legs and trying her best to ignore it she indicated for Bella to come over to her. The brunette looked hesitantly at her, then at the door where another sound of something crashing could be heard, before coming closer. Rosalie pulled open her drawers and tossed Bella a pair of shorts.
"Wear this. You can't go downstairs and check on what's happening without something covering your ass. And I can't give you your underwear back because you slobbered all over it." Rosalie tried to say with a bite, remembering the way Bella's tongue had swiped across and-Rosalie drew in a breath as another stab of pleasure ran through her core. What would it have felt like if there hadn't been any fabric between Bella's mouth and her crouch? That soft, pink wet mouth of hers, her tongue swirling deep inside-Rosalie bit her lip to hold back a groan. Fuck, she needed Bella out of the room now.
Rosalie turned back to Bella who was still standing and looking at her, the shorts in her hand. "Well, what are you waiting for?" Rosalie hissed. "Get out my room." Bella startled at that but turned and walked out. Rosalie ran up and slammed the door shut before rushing over to her bathroom. Turning on the tub faucet to mask the sounds she was gonna make, she didn't even make it into it, as another throb of pleasure filled her. She sank down to her knees, hand already digging in through the fabric of her underwear and furiously working away. Moaning hard and low she bent over, her blonde curls sweeping the floor.
Meanwhile Bella stood outside Rosalie's room, the faint sounds of water running reminding her she needed to wash up as well. The sticky liquid running down her legs had dried up and was making it uncomfortable to walk. Besides she couldn't wear Rosalie's shorts while dirty. And she-she just couldn't believe that had happened. What was wrong with her? Rosalie had told her to stop, but she hadn't stopped. Just because Rosalie didn't follow the rules of consent didn't mean that Bella shouldn't. What had happened? What was wrong with her? Feeling guilt, shame and embarrassment at her actions, she decided she needed to go apologize to the blonde before she retaliated. But how could she ever face the blonde again?
Blushing heavily she went to one of the corridor bathrooms and quickly cleaned up. Wondering what had caused the loud crash, she could hear arguing voices now at the bottom of the stairs. Reaching the last step, she entered the living room only to find the TV smashed to pieces and the table and couch lying lopsided on the floor. Alice was standing next to Edward and holding an ice pack up to his eye. He looked haggard, as if he'd just fought a bear. His lip was bleeding and so was his nose.
Emmett looked worse, if possible. The giants hands were cut up and peppered with glass. On his face he had several long cuts. Jasper was standing next to him, muttering soothing words into his ears as he applied bandages to the cuts.
"What happened here?" Bella asked, careful not to step on any shattered glass.
"These two idiots decided it was a good idea to smash up the whole living room." Alice hissed and Bella was surprised to see her friend so angry. "Me and Jasper were taking a nice nap, when these two decided to go at it. For no reason at all, might I add!" Alice added on loudly, as she pulled the ice bag away from Edward's face to see if his swelling had gone down.
"It wasn't for no reason," Emmett protested, letting out a hiss as Jasper dabbed some rubbing alcohol on his wounds now. "Edward started cheating in video games and calling me a sissy boy."
"Well you are a sissy boy." Alice snarled. "If you let something that small rile you up. Now how are we going to get this all replaced by next morning? Huh, did you think of that sissy boy?"
Emmett sighed and had the decency to look apologetic. "Look, I'm sorry. I'll take all the blame for it. You can buy the new stuff with my allowance. And I'm sorry, Jasper and Alice for waking you up. And Edward, I'm sorry to have beat you up." Emmett turned to Bella. "And sorry Bella for..." Emmett gave Bella a look, narrowing in on her shorts. He smiled. "For interrupting."
Bella immediately flushed. What was the guy talking about? Did he know? No, it was impossible.
"And my apologizes too," Edward slurred. "Bros?"
"Bros." Emmett smiled.
Alice sighed, appeased by the two boys nicer behavior. "Bella, are you going home or staying...over night?" Bella blushed again furiously. Why did everyone think something had happened with her and Rosalie? Just cause she was wearing the blonde's shorts. Well something had happened, but still.
"I'm going home. Dads gonna be worried."
Alice nodded her head. "Alright, get your stuff and I'll call you a cab." Bella couldn't be more relieved that Alice didn't argue. Right now Bella needed to be as far away from Rosalie as possible.
A/N: So this is the second idea I had for chapter nine but didn't include in the original story line. Let me know which one of these three versions you prefer/ fits best.
"Let's, let's play truth or dare," Alice drunkenly suggested, waving her cup violently to the side and splashing Jasper in the face with some of her alcohol. He didn't even wince, his gaze blank as he stared at something off in the distance.
"Do we have to?" Edward whined. "I just wanna drink and chill in the tub," he let out a burp at the end of the statement and followed it with a swig from his red solo cup.
"Don't be a little bitch, bitch," Emmett clapped Edward on the shoulder but missed and splashed the water hard instead.
"No, no, no, guys," Alice giggled and covered her mouth as if the idea was scandalous and she was sharing a secret with everyone. "It'll be fun!"
Edward rolled his eyes, went to take another sip of his cup, only to find it empty. He tossed it over his shoulder onto the porch. "I ran out of drink so I guess we have to." He settled down more comfortably against the bathtub edge. "That's the spirit!" Emmett yelled, right into Edward's ear.
"Good, Bella and Rosalie, you guys are doing this too," Alice said, pointing sloppily at both of them. Bella sighed. She wanted to just relax and enjoy her buzz in the hot tub. She was in no mode for Alice's games, but she didn't want to ruin the other girl's fun, so she nodded her head in agreement. Rosalie frowned but didn't say no. "And Jasper, you too." Alice elbowed Jasper in the ribs and he turned his gaze to her.
"What are we doing?" he asked, his voice extremely slurred and soft. Alice had to strain to hear it and she was right next to him. "We're playing truth or dare. So someone says truth or dare to someone else and then that person chooses either truth or dare. Everyone, scoot closer. So we can hear each other." Alice wildly gestured for everyone to come close, spilling yet more of her drink onto Jasper, and all the teens complied until they were in a tight circle next to Alice and Jasper. Close enough, that if they extended their hands they would be able to grab someone and pull them into a hug.
"So who goes first?" Jasper had no sooner asked the question than Emmett's hand shot up. "Me first!" The giant shouted.
"Okay, Emmy," Alice giggled. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare! Fucking dare!" Emmett screamed, slapping the water excitedly, spraying water into Edwards' and Bella's face. Bella flinched away, taking a step back and backing up into Rosalie. Bella froze at feeling the blonde's warm chest against her back and swallowed heavily. Had the blonde noticed? Hopefully not. Not daring to look back, the sensation of Rosalie's ample chest burning on her flesh, she moved away back to Edward who had not reacted to the water being splashed into his face. His face was beginning to look as blank as Jasper's and he was having trouble concentrating on the circle in front of them. Bella tried to focus on the game as well, but her skin still burned from earlier, the burn translating to her crouch. Shit, focus, Bella. Not in the tub, not in front of others!
Alice screwed up her face in concentration, snorting in laughter at her idea. "Okay, I want you to take a shit on something."
"No prob!" Emmett responded enthusiastically back. "I've been meaning to take a shit anyways." He hopped out of the tub and Bella watched his broad back disappear back into the house.
Bella turned to Alice. "What do we do now?"
Alice smirked back. "Now, we wait." The tub was quiet as the Cullen's waited, Alice snuggling up against Jasper's chest, Edward swaying unsteadily on his feet. He brushed Bella's shoulder heavily and she moved back, yet again pressing into Rosalie's chest. She jerked away this time, holding onto Edward by the elbow to correct him. She hoped Rosalie would not say anything once more. He glanced at Bella out of the corner of his eye. "S'thanks," he mumbled.
A short while later, Emmett clambered back into the tub, his phone clutched in his hand. Everyone scooted closer to look at the screen display. On it was a large quality of fecal matter and Bella had to turn her head to prevent from gagging.
The rest of the Cullen's were more appreciative. "Where did you do it?" Alice asked. "I don't recognize the place."
"It was in the pickup trucks bed!" Emmett howled with laughter. "The one that no one uses anymore, so that means it'll be there for a while!"
Jasper patted Emmett's arm in support and flashed him a thumbs up.
"I wanna go next!" Alice clapped her hands excitedly, completely emptying her cups content with this motion. "Some one ask me!"
"I know," Jasper slurred. "Take off your bikini and sit in the tub naked."
"Yea," Emmett encouraged. "Do that shit, do it!"
"You didn't even ask me truth or dare, but you know what, imma still do it." Alice set down her cup on the edge of the tub before dipping her hands under the water. The circle whooped in excitement as Alice wiggled and shook, her hands coming up with the bikini bottom a moment later.
"Now, do the top!" Emmett hollered. Alice smiled and tossing her underwear outside the tub, she reached for the knot around her neck. I can't believe she's actually doing all this! Their all so crazy! I wonder why Rosalie's not participating in any of the cheering. She's been quiet the whole time. Bella thought, as she cheered her pixie friend on. At last the knot slipped away under Alice's sluggish motions and she too tossed that away, the water coming up to just the tops of her breast, still leaving her covered.
"Hey, that's not fair," Jasper cried out. "We still can't see anything!"
"It's cause she's so short," Edward pointed out.
"We should have asked Rosalie to do it. She's taller and we'll see more!" Emmett suggested, eyeing the blonde suggestively, who only threw her cup at him in response. He didn't even flinch as alcohol ran down his face, and fishing the cup up, tossed it out of the tub."Yea, come on Rosalie. Pick, truth or dare?"
"Fuck you!" She hissed back, only to the laughter of everyone. An angry drunk Rosalie wasn't that scary, Bella decided, as she couldn't help from laughing.
"That can be your dare, if you want!" Emmett said, opening up his arms and making a kissy face. "Come here," he purred but the blonde only snarled out, "truth, I picked truth you fucken horn dog."
"Fine," he sighed, placing a hand over his heart in a mock hurt gesture. "Which one of us would you fuck?"
Rosalie sighed, placing a hand over her eyes as Edward, Jasper and Alice snorted. But Bella was not joining in, now worried about how far they should push the blonde considering she was so unstable and she was drunk. Bella could see her shoulders heaving with some emotion and hoped it was not a warning sign of the danger to come.
"Or how about this, this one's better," Emmett offered after he paused in his laughter to speak. "Which one of us did you already fuck?" This made the boys erupt into more peals of laughter but Alice did not join in this time, casting a concerned glance at Rosalie. "Guys, I think that's enough. Let's ask her another question."
"Oh come on, why can't she answer the question?" Emmett asked. "It's just a little question."
"Because, your being insensitive to her. Drop it," Alice hissed, grabbing Emmett by the wrist. The other boys grew quiet, the tension filling the tub. There was a long moment of silence as Emmett slowly pulled his wrist from Alice's grip.
"Alice, it's alright, I'll answer the question," Rosalie pulled her head away from her hand, a sardonic smile on her lips. "Who didn't I fuck over when I joined this household?" She raised an eyebrow and Emmett shook his head in consideration. "You right, alright next person." He turned his attention on Bella who felt her heart skip a beat. She didn't want to play this game originally and after that odd moment she didn't want to play it even more.
"W-what?" she stammered to Emmett's devious grin.
"Truth or dare?"
Bella weighed the options in her mind. If she picked truth he could ask her some uncomfortable questions and make her spill her secrets. Maybe he could even ask her about Rosalie and how she felt about the blonde. But if she chose dare than she could do something stupid, but if she protested enough perhaps Alice would jump to her rescue and stop it from happening. Sucking in a deep breath she said, "dare."
Emmett grinned widely and Bella feared what he was planning. "Okay, then. I want you to kiss...Rosalie," he stated, rubbing his hands excitedly together. Bella felt her heart stop momentarily and turned a horrified expression to the blonde. The blonde snorted and gave her a disdainful look. Bella was scared to do the dare; what if it became blatantly obvious that she held feelings for the blonde during the kiss? But Bella was also excited to do it; she had always wanted to kiss the blonde and now was her chance to do it, to taste her delicious red lips, and oh, did they look ever delicious right now. A bigger part of Bella though was overriding her fear and hope; it was anger.
"I don't want her mouth anywhere near me," Rosalie hissed at Emmett, hands on hips. "I don't want her nasty lesbian mouth on mine, she'll enjoy it. What were you thinking?"
"Calm down Rosalie, we won't make you guys do it, Emmett's just playing," Alice quickly tried to silence the two parties but neither listened to her.
"Oh, real nice Rosalie. Your ruining the fun for all of us." Emmett growled back, his hands fisted.