A/N: Can it be? No, no that cannot be chapter 3 of TwiBlood. That bastard never updates. Well, it is! Here's Johnny(ahh) lol that never gets old. Sorry I haven't updated in decades. To make it up this is one really long chapter. And I'm loving the reviews. Pssh, and people thought men can't write fanfic. Oh and I'm not gay to answer someone's question. They pmed me that and I had to laugh. (you know who you are). Now I'm going to shut the fuck up and let you read the chapter.

Shout Outs: i-am-not-a-whore (my newly found beta, just cause I love their name)

Disclaimer: Stephenie can keep the virginal characters she owns, I have my imagination

EPOV

I pulled into my driveway, trying not to think about the actions that just took place in my backseat. If I did think about Bella's gorgeous pale legs wrapped around my neck as I - great, now I'm hard...again. With a sigh I pulled my keys out of the ignition. What the hell was wrong with me? Yeah, Bella was the best I've had in years, but I was feeling different about her. When I was with Tanya I didn't have this constant want to be with her like I had with Bella. This unfamiliar urge to be in Bella's presence was a bit unsettling. I wasn't sure I liked it. A knock on my window made me jump out of my skin. I heard Emmett's muffled laughter.

"If we were human, I would've asked if you shit your pants." he said.

I rolled my eyes and opened the door. "What do you want, asshole?"

He was about to talk when he sniffed. "I was going to tell you about Carlisle coming with a few friends, but instead I want to know why the hell you smell like sex?"

"Gee, I don't know, Emmett. Maybe it's because I had sex."

"But, Tanya left town this morning."

"Tanya is not the person I was with." I said walking away from him and up the front steps.

Emmett was hot on my tail. "Wait up! Who was the lucky gal?"

"You don't know her." I was just about to close the door, but he stuck his foot in the doorway and kept it open.

"Where did you meet her?" he continued.

Damn, this boy doesn't let shit go. "Fine. Her name is Bella and I met her at Fangtasia."

"Is she hot?" He grinned.

I couldn't help but smile back. "Extremely. Now what's this about Carlisle coming?"

"Oh, yeah. Carlisle is coming over with a few other vamps. You know them. James, Victoria, and Laurent."

"When?"

"Next month." He looked at my grim expression. "Why are you flipping your shit?"

"The girl she's...human."

"And?"

"What if I have her around and they kill her?!"

"Don't worry about it. She's yours, they can't do shit."

I nodded my head and closed the door. I kicked off my shoes and laid down on my bed, resting my hands on my stomach. I closed my eyes though I wasn't really sleeping, vampires don't sleep. Why the hell does Carlisle want to come here after all these years?

^%&*FLASHBACK^%&*

My knees were to my chest, dirt still caked over my skin from digging my way out of a hole. A blond man threw a girl to the floor, knocking off her glasses. She looked up at me with soft eyes filled with tears. I looked up at the blond man and he rolled his eyes.

"Do you understand what I did to you?" asked the man.

I shook my head.

He gathered his slacks and squatted down in front of me. His mouth opened slowly and there was a flick. Suddenly, there was two large white fangs in his mouth. I tried to scream, but he grabbed my chin tightly.

"Listen, child. I am vampire and so are you. I changed you here by draining your blood, until there is only one drop left. Then, I made you drink from me. I then, dug a grave and placed you in it. Minutes later, you clawed your way out. I am Carlisle and I am your maker."

"Why me?" I mumbled.

He let go of my chin and turned his face away from me. "Because...you were unfortunate. Because god wasn't with you tonight." He turned his face back to mine. "Because I did somethings that I had to pay for with your life."

"What did you do?"

His eyes closed. "That's not something I'm comfortable talking about." Taking a deep breath, he looked over his shoulder at the girl. "Now you must drink from her, you need it."

The girl let out a sob. "Please don't kill me. My name is Angela and I have a husband to go home to. Please, please don't kill me."

Carlisle grabbed Angela by her hair and pulled her towards us with amazing speed. He jerked her head sharply to the left and there was a loud crack that echoed off the trees.

"You killed her!" I shouted.

Carlisle put a finger to his lips. "Shh, child. She was just a human." He lifted her body and placed her neck near my mouth. "Now drink."

"No."

"As your maker I demand you to drink!" he commanded.

I was going to protest but the words were stuck in my throat. I opened my mouth a few times, but nothing was able to come out. My head leaned down to Angela's neck without my permission.

"There we go." Carlisle said softly. He scratched the girls neck and red liquid oozed out.

The smell of her blood caused a click to go off in my mouth, making me gasp. My tongue caressed my new set of fangs. They were sleek and sharp. Spreading my lips and closing my eyes, I sunk my fangs into Angela's neck.

^%&*ENDofFLASHBACK^%&*

I rubbed my hands over my face. I really need to stop thinking about my dark past, it always ends up making me depressed and with my date coming up I don't need to get all emo. So, instead of thinking about my newborn days, I tried to figure out a place to take Bella for our date. Maybe a nice restaurant or a mov - holy shit! My eyes snapped open and I sat up quick. I ran my fingers through my hair and yanked on the strands. I got up and paced around my room. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." I repeated as I paced.

There was a knock on the door and Emmett walked in. "Why the fuck are you freaking out?"

"I have to take her on a date, man. A fucking date!"

"So?" he said with a shrug or his shoulders. "You're acting like you've never been on a date before."

I shot him a frantic look.

"Holy hell! You've never been on a date before?"

"I've never had a reason to go on one before. All the women I've been with was just sex."

"But isn't that what you and this Bella girl are?"

"Yeah. No. I don't know!" What the hell was this relationship?

"I'll tell Rose to make some hotel reservations or something. You know those nice hotels twenty minutes out of town."

I nodded, calming down a little. He patted me on my back and left. A few paces later I heard Rosalie's witch cackle from upstairs, she was suddenly at my door.

"I can't believe you need me to make a date for you." she said with a laugh.

"Please, Rosalie, I'm begging."

She sighed. "Fine. You must like her."

"Thank you." I gave her a hug.

"Ew, Edward. Do not touch me." she pushed me off and walked away.

BPOV

I skipped my way to the kitchen "out" table with a permanent smile on my face. Tyler looked me up and down when he handed me table 10's order.

"Hooka, can I ask you somethin'?" he said wiping the lip gloss from the sides of his mouth.

"Sure. By the way you look gorgeous today."

"You see that shit right there. Why are you so goddamn happy?"

I bit my lip. "No reason."

"Mmhmm, sure." He rolled his eyes. "Nessie!" he called out.

Oh-no, Nessie can make anyone spill there guts. She was a waitress here in Black's, one of the prettiest. Nessie had long carmel colored hair, light brown eyes and a southern accent so thick, even us southerners can't understand her half the time.

"What'chu want?" Nessie asked as she reached us.

"I need you to get this bitch to squeal." Tyler said pointing his spatula at me.

She looked at me with this evil glint in her eye. "Bella, dear, is there somethin' you wanna tell us?"

"I-I..." Her stare reached deep into my soul. "I'm happy because I had sex." I blurted.

"Oh shit!" Tyler said.

Nessie laughed. "The girl gets some cock and it lights her up faster than a firefly in july."

"But, girl, you got to understand, when a cock is real good it can make you sing." Tyler snapped his fingers at the word "sing".

"Ooh, what we talkin' 'bout?" Jessica came out of nowhere with an empty tray.

"Cock." Tyler and Nessie told her.

"What about it?" Jessica pressed.

"How it can make ya sing." giggled Nessie.

"And Bella was doing a lot of singing. Ain't that right, Bells?" Tyler said.

I blushed.

"I'll take that as a yes." Tyler laughed.

"Well, damn! That's not fair, Bella gets some cock and I don't." whined Jessica.

"Okay, this is getting way out of hand. I'm gone." I held onto table 10's order and hightailed it out of there.

Mike Newton had a big smile on his face as I placed his food on the table. "You look might fine today, Bella."

"Thank you, Mike."

He took a deep breath. "Bella, I gotta ask you something."

"It seems like everyone wants to ask me something today. Sure, what do you want to ask?"

Mike rubbed the back of his neck. "Do you, um, want to go out with me tomorrow?"

"Aw, Mike. I already have plans tomorrow, sorry." I apologized.

His face fell and I almost gave up plans with Edward for him. Almost. I walked towards the bar. When I saw a little spiky hair pixie flipping vodka bottles, I stopped in my tracks.

"Alice?!" I said confused.

"Hey, Bella." she smiled.

I sat on one of the stools. "What the hell are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"I know what you're doing, but why are you doing it?"

"The bartender quit and Jake didn't have anyone else to fill. I volunteered to work here as long as he paid me well."

"Wait! What happened at the boutique?"

"Please, those hicks didn't know shit about fashion."

I did a neck roll. "Who is you callin' a hick, yankee?" I said exaggerating my country accent.

She laughed, but when she looked up her laughter cut short.

"What?" I looked at the door and my brother, Jasper strolled in. "Oooh, your crush is here?" I giggled.

"Shut it, Swan?" she hissed.

Alice had a crush on my brother Jasper since we were six. When our parents died I was 18, Jasper was 21. Alice moved into my parents house with me. Jasper stayed at his apartment a few miles away from the house. Jasper looked like mom. Dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and tan. While, I on the other hand, got all my dad's genes.

"Hiya, Bella." he said. "Alice." he lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. She blushed. "Well I'll be damned, I thought Bells was the only one who turned red."

"Yeah, yeah. What are you doing here?"

He scanned the bar. A smile lit up his face and I followed his eyes and there was Jessica bending over to pick up a tray. "Excuse me, ladies."

Jasper walked up to Jessica and felt her up inappropriately. "I just don't understand him." I sighed.

My brother is what you call a "ladies' man". He had a different woman in his bed every night and with a little town like Lake Claiborne, he's been through about everybody except me and Alice.

Alice let out a loud depressing breath."I don't get it, Bella. I look better than those skanks he spends his time with. What do they have that I don't have?"

"Honey, he wants a girl he can just fuck and duck. You are a good woman with morals and that's not what he looking for. Give it time, he might grow up one day."

"Damn it, hooka. We need yo ass!" I heard Tyler yell from the kitchen.

"Work's calling." I got up from the stool and went to gay man yelling my name.

EPOV

The whole night was restless. I think I drank like a million Tru Bloods because of the nerves. Rosalie made reservations at some hotel on the outskirts of town, The Merveilleux Hotel. She told me that we'll eat in the restaurant and then we can go upstairs to our room. Rose was a lifesaver and Emmett was even better. He told me that since I don't even know her last name, we should play twenty questions. That helped me out a lot 'cause I didn't know what to say once we got on the date. When the sun rose, my stomach did flip flops. I had no idea how I was going to make it to seven o'clock.

I paced around the house, watching the seconds on the clock go by as slow as molasses. Oh god! These rednecks are rubbing off on me. Rosalie and Emmett sat on the couch following my movements with their eyes.

"He's really lost it this time." Emmett whispered.

Rosalie nodded her head.

I kept my eyes on the clock and ignored them. They had no idea how important this was. If I screwed it up, I'd probably never see Bella again. I began to count down the second to six thirty. As soon as it hit that, I ran up the stairs to change. A black button down shirt and black pants. It seemed like doing my hair took ages. The damn mouse can was annoying the hell out of me. I finally was ready and I head out the door.

"Bye, Romeo." Rosalie and Emmett shouted out the window. I flipped them off as I drove away.

Driving to Black's made me even more nervous. My fingers were trembling. Damn human emotions decided today to come back to me. I parked in the lot and made my way to the little diner.

C'mon, Cullen. You can do this. It's just a date. Calm the fuck down and put on a sexy face it's showtime.

I took a deep breath and walked through the door. Every eye in the place turned to me. Great, a fucking audience. I walked to a small table in the back, judging by the place I sat last time,this is Bella's section of the diner. I looked the place over. It was small, but cozy. Animal heads on the walls were a bit tacky, but hey this is Louisiana. I saw long dark brown hair and beautiful legs and I knew who it was in an instant. Bella was taking someone's order three tables over. Damn, I guess my calculations weren't as accurate as I thought. A pretty face girl walked up to my table, cute little freckles covered her nose.

"I'm Nessie, your waitress. Welcome to Black's, what can I get you tonight?" she asked only looking down at her note pad and chewing on bubble gum. Well, smacking on bubble gum is more like it.

"Can I have a bottle of Tru Blood, please?"

Nessie finally looked up, her shock was clear in her eyes. "Y-you're a vampire?"

I nodded. "Yes, ma'am." And there is that damn hillbilly-ness rubbing off on me again.

"Oh my stars!" she said with a brilliant smile. "I'm sorry for being happier than a sun flower in august, but I've never met one of your kind before."

Her excitement made me smile. "Can I ask a favor of you?"

"Anything." she said her face shining with happiness.

"Can you get Bella to come over here, please?"

Her smile didn't fall, but I saw it fade a bit. "Oh, um, okay."

She walked over to Bella and tapped her on her shoulder. Nessie pointed to me and when Bella turned, this beautiful smile broke out on her face. I waved her over and Bella rushed to my table.

"Hey there!" she said a bit out of breath.

"Hello." I looked over her uniform again. My god that was the hottest assemble I've seen. Even better than those girls down in Bon Temps. What was the name of that place again. Damn, I forgot, but their outfits left little to the imagination.

"I don't get off work yet, but you're welcome to stay for a few minutes."

"I thought you said seven."

"Yea, but Jessica has been M.I.A, so I'm filling her spot." I pouted and Bella giggled. She leaned in and placed her mouth on my ear. "If it helps, I planned something special for you after our date." She tugged on my earlobe with her teeth.

"You're such a tease." I whispered.

Bella turned her face so that her lips were almost touching mine. "I know." she breathed.

We were about to kiss, when Nessie decided now was the time to slam my Tru Blood on the table.

"Your drink, sir." The happiness in her voice was no where to be found. Nessie walked away without another word.

Bella pulled away. "I have to go work." she said as she left. I couldn't help but stare at that ass while she walked away. Bella will be the death of me.

The wait 'til Bella got off work killed me. And she wasn't helping at all with the teasing she was doing. "Accidentally" dropping a napkin right before my table and bending down slowly to pick it up? "Accidentally" falling into my lap? "Accidentally" stroking the ketchup bottle on my table while refilling it? Yeah, accident my ass. There was this tall guy making my wait worst. Judging by the "owner" tag he wore on his Black's t-shirt, he was Bella's boss. I didn't like the evil eye he was giving me the entire time. By eight o'clock, Bella finally took off her damn waitress apron. I'm not an impatient person, but damn! When a guy is about to go on a date with the hottest girl ever and more than likely getting some poonani at the end of the tunnel, you do not make him wait a whole fucking hour. I was going to stand up when, Bella's boss grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side. What the hell?!

BPOV

Jacob grabbed my arm and pulled me into his office. When I looked at his face he looked pissed. Like pissed as hell. Fuming.

"Bella, what the fuck?!" he yelled.

"Excuse me?" What was his problem?

"You're fucking a fanger now?! I can't believe you! Vampires are dangerous, Bella! There is only one thing on their fucking minds! That's drinking your blood!"

"You have no right, Jacob Black! You are my boss, not my boyfriend! You have no fucking say in who I associate my personal life with. What and who I do in my own time is none of your damn business."

"Bella, I'm only trying to protect you from that monster!"

"Well, I don't need your fucking protection!" I pushed him away from blocking the door and walked out.

Fucking Jacob and his over-protectiveness. I can not believe he dared to talk to me like that. Who the fuck does he think I am? I had to take a deep breath. He will not ruin my date with Edward. Speaking of Edward, he was standing up near his table with this worried look on his face. I went over to him and grabbed his hand, pulling him with me out the door.

"Everything okay?" Edward asked.

"Peachy." I said sarcastically.

He let go of my hand and grabbed my shoulders, looking me dead in the eye. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Edward, really."

His nostrils flared. "If you want me to kick your boss' ass, I would."

I laughed. "It's fine. Let's not let this ruin our time together."

He sighed and let me go. "You sure you don't want me to kick his ass?"

"For now."

Edward smiled and walked me to his car.

What do I wear!, I thought as I looked at my wardrobe. Edward was waiting outside and I was taking fucking forever to pick out an outfit. I was stuck between two choices. A small black dress and a red blouse with skinny jeans. This would have been alot easier, if Edward would just tell me where the fuck we're going. But no! "It's a surprise, Bella" he had said when I asked. I hate fucking surprises. Where's Alice when you need her? My phone rang. I dived on my bed for it.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Something in my subconscious told me to call you." Alice;s voice said.

This has been going on since I've known Alice. It's always "something in her subconscious". I told her she might be psychic, but she waved me off.

"Alice, I need help picking out something."

"Of course you need help. Where are you going?"

"That's the thing, he won't tell me!"

"He? Who's he?"

"Uh, my date."

"Date? But Jacob's here at work. Looking angry as fuck, I might add."

"I kind of..sorta..maybe, called the Edward guy back.'

"You did what?!"

"Alice, why are you so upset. It's not like I'm actually dating Jacob. Matter of fact, I told him off today."

"O.M.G! You told him off? Why?"

"He was being over-protective, just 'cause Edward's a vampire."

"Edward's a what?!"

Damnit, I slipped. "Just tell me what to wear, he's waiting."

I heard Alice sigh. "Wear you're blue cocktail dress with the stilettos I bought you last Christmas."

"Thanks a billion."

"Be careful, Bella." With that she hung up.

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"A hotel?That's your big surprise?" I asked looking up at one of the biggest hotels in Lake Clairborne.

Edward shrugged. "Yup. That's my big surprise."

I laughed. "You suck at surprises."

"Well, I guess I suck."

That made me laugh harder.

"What?" he asked looking at me as if I were crazy.

"It's funny 'cause you do suck."

He rolled his eyes. "Just c'mon, you weird little human." He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

The hotel looked even bigger from the inside. There was a huge glass chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The beautiful marble floors that made your footsteps echo led to two large wooden doors. Edward led the way to a small desk to the right. A woman with long blond hair was concentrating on the computer, too busy to even notice us.

Edward cleared his throat.

The woman let out a sigh, annoyed by the interruption. She looked up and all of a sudden she was ecstatic. "Hello, sir. Welcome to the Merveilleux Hotel, how may I service you?" she put emphasis on the service and that made me huff.

I placed my hand on Edward's arm possessively. "Reservation under 'Cullen', please."

He quirked an eyebrow at me and I shook my head.

The woman looked between us for a second, then typed something into the computer. "Okay, you will be spending your night in room 643. You're due to check out at three p.m tomorrow."

She handed Edward the key, but I took it instead. "Thank you." I pulled him towards the wooden doors.

"You know, I like you jealous, it's sexy." he said.

"Yeah, yeah. So where do we go from here?"

"The restaurant." he said opening one of the doors. The restaurant was beautiful. Dimmed lighting and roses in vases on the tables. There was even violins playing in the background, how romantic.

Edward led me to one of the tables and pulled my seat out for me. When I sat, Edward was suddenly in his seat.

"It's going to take me a while to get used to that speed thing." I said.

He laughed. "So," He looked at the menu. "What looks appealing?"

I picked up the menu and scanned it. "I'll have the...mushroom ravioli."

Edward chuckled. "Of course."

"What?"

"It's nothing. Just something I've read somewhere." he raised his index finger and a waiter came to our table. "She'll have the mushroom ravioli and I'll have a bottle of Tru Blood, o negative."

The waiter jotted the order down and left. Huh, it's nice to be the waitee not the waiter for a change.

"Okay, Bella, I have a strict plan to go by and I need you to play a long."

"Plan?"

"Yes. First we play twenty questions."

"That's such a cliche."

"Woman, just go with it."

"Okay, fine. Do you really like that synthetic blood?"

"No. It's not like the real thing. Barely any flavor, but it keeps me full. Alright, my turn. What is your last name?"

I had to laugh at that. "That's right, you can find out where I work, but you can't find out what my full name is. It's Swan. My name is Isabella Marie Swan."

"Your turn." he said as our - well, my food and his bottle came.

"Do we really have to do this?" I unwrapped my utensils.

"Yes we do. Now it's my turn."

"Wait, that didn't count."

"Was it a question?"

"Yeah, but - "

"Then it counts."

"Hah! You asked me a question, so now it's my turn."

"Touche."

I smiled and dug into the best mushroom raviolli of my life.

We were on question nineteen and I was getting tired of this game. Mostly because he kept asking me hard questions. Sorta stuff that triggered my easy blushes. For example, he asked me what my guilty pleasure was? I answered and now he's laughing at me.

"Edward it is not funny."

"C'mon, you cannot say that a grown woman watching and liking 'The Wonder Pets', is not funny. Not to mention you know all the words to their songs."

I narrowed my eyes. "What's your guilty pleasure?" that shut him up quick.

"Uh...nothing."

"Don't lie, Edward. It's not nice." I teased.

"Fine. So what if I kind of listen to Justin Beiber once in a while. He has a nice voice."

I was silent for a few moments. "Justin Beiber?"

"Yes, I listen to his music."

I. Was. In. Hysterics. "Oh my god, that's so much worst than mine. Jesus -three year old looking- Christ! Justin Beiber, out of all the fucking over-rated singers out there. Damn, I would have taken Miley Cyrus, but him."

"Shut it, Swan."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm done with twenty questions."

"What do you want to do now?"

I bit my lip. "There's always my surprise."

Edward raised his hand. "Check please."

I grinned. It's time for dessert.

A/N: Dun Dun Duuuuun! Don't you hate cliffies, pssh I do (hypocritical much?). Yup, so leave a review. They are like the food to my soul. People wanted to know if the characters spoke country. Fuck yeah they do! Can you imagne? Hot ass Kstew speaking all dirty south...wait that's what the Yellow Hankerchief is for, duh?