I am SO sorry! RL has been hectic lately. Plus, I'm working everyday now at a big university. This chapter is like, really short but I wanted to get it out to you all. Thank you so much for the reviews! They mean a lot to me! :D So, I hope you enjoy. I'll try to update again soon, but I'm going to be super busy.

As always, I don't own anything to do with the Twilight saga, SM does. I just play with the characters and have them make asses of themselves occasionally.

No.

Fucking.

Way.

It's not possible!

Stupid fucking sparkle dicks. Why can't they just leave me alone? I thought Victoria was after me to murder me, come to find out she's my father's mate!

I do a quick once over of the vampire in front of me, starting with his shoes. Cowboy boots, motherfucking HOT. I moved up his long legs, which were clad in dark jeans which included the most ridiculous belt buckle I'd ever seen. His shirt was dark, contrasting with his skin. When I got to his face, I couldn't help but gasp.

Sex on legs!

I think I just drooled a little.

Yeah, you did. There's some spit on your chin.

Fuck.

Wipe it off asshole, you look like you have a mental disorder with that staring!

Shut up.

Nope.

Fuck off.

Whoa, testy aren't we? You know, he's staring at you kind of like you are to him…

That zapped me back to reality very quickly. Trying to very discreetly, I wiped my chin off and then looked back up at the God in front of me. His red eyes, which were darkening by the second, were staring into my plain brown ones. I finally took notice of his hair, which was a shaggy blonde.

His lips were turned up into a smirk, as if sensing my desire for him.

Lick him! I bet he tastes good.

Shut up!

Shutting up.

"Are you going to eat me?" I did not just say that!

Yes, you did.

His smirk turned into a full on grin as he licked his lips. My heart rate sped up while he moved closer to my neck, only to whisper in my ear.

"Not yet, but it can be arranged for later," he chuckled. After making some sniffing noises in my hair, he backed up and stuck out his hand.

"Names Peter, sugar. What's yours? And how'd ya come to find out about my kind?" His perfectly sculpted brow rose at the end.

I grasped his hand, feeling a little tingle go between us. Odd.

"Hot damn," I breathed. Shit. He heard me I bet! Yep, he did.

"Your name is 'Hot Damn?" he asked, laughing. I shall call him Chuckles.

Rolling my eyes, I answered. "No! My name is Isabella, but I prefer Bella. And that would be a story I'd rather not talk about in public, as well as ever." I took my hand from his stone one. "Now, are you going to kill me or what since I know your secret? I don't have all night. My friend is supposed to be arriving to meet me here and my father is expecting my call in an hour. What's it going to be?" Whoa, where did that courage come from?

Peter, put his hand on my shoulder and led me to the bar, only to push me into a seat. He sat down gracefully next to me, signaling the bartender over and ordered two shots of Jameson. After pushing one of the shots toward me, he angled his stool to face me.

"Now sugar, I ain't gonna kill ya either. It would kill me. So, how 'bout we get to know each other hmm?"

Is he for real?

"Yeah darlin', I am."

Fuck. I said that out loud.

"Yes, ya did."

I took the shot, downing it. After the taste and burn went away, I looked back at Peter.

"I don't know, every one of your kind uses me as their play thing and then leaves me to die," I narrowed my eyes at him.

Was that a growl?

Yes, yes it was.

Well fuck-a-duck!

I raised my hand, lightly placing it on his arm to shake him out of whatever was happening to him. Shockingly, his eyes went from pitch black to the regular blood red. He looked down to me, anger still on his features.

"Hey, McSnarls, calm your shit. We're in public. I don't think the drunks will notice, but the sobers will. And they know there ain't no animals in here!" I whisper-yelled at him.

The anger morphed into shock, then into amused. Guess I'm a comedian tonight, eh? No sooner had I said that to McSnarls, as I had dubbed Peter, Victoria walked in growling. Here we go again.

"Vic, chill the fuck out. I know you heard what I said to Snarls here, now you calm down!"

I walked away from them, toward the restroom. What the hell is up this Peter's ass, growling about shit left and right? I felt her presence before I saw her. Sighing, I turned toward Victoria to see what she had to say.

"Well, on with it. What's all the fucking growling about?"

"Look… I was worried. I didn't notice him until I was inside, and you were speaking to him. I spoke to him briefly before I came in here. He seems okay, so just give him a chance or what-" I cut her off.

"A chance? A chance at what?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"To... be your friend. I'll be here so if something goes tits up, I can kill him for it."

"Whatever. I just want to get drunk. Let's go," I grabbed her hand and walked with her back to the bar. Peter was still there, a tumbler of dark liquor in front of him. I took my previous seat, Victoria taking the one to my left. The bartender came over to get my drink order, also asking for my ID in the process. After he looked it over and made my drink, I did a little happy dance in my head. I took a sip of my drink and immediately felt better. I could feel Victoria and Peter's heated gaze on me, but I ignored them.

It was after my fifth vodka- cranberry that I started talking, much to McSnarl's amusement.

"So, Peter Piper," I managed to get out between giggles, "What's a girl like me have to do to have some fun around here?"

PPOV

I needed to get out of this house. I was going stir crazy. The Major still hadn't gotten here, which pissed me off. I couldn't do shit about it though, or he'd rip my dick off for starting an argument with him. It was Saturday, and I'd already hunted. Now, I was just sitting in my living room, staring at the fuckin' wall. There was no liquor here, either.

Deciding that sittin' around was just going to piss me off more; I bolted up to my room, throwing on some jeans, long sleeve shirt, and my boots. Maybe I'd find some chick with big tits that I could fuck then drain. Sounds like a solid plan to me. I bolted down to my truck, which started with a roar, and flew down my long fuckin' driveway.

After about ten minutes of speeding down the roads to get to the main strip where the bars were, I slowed down and parked in front of a small bar and grille. I immediately took in the scents around the area, picking up a light vampire scent. It seemed a few days old, so I ignored it and carried on inside.

The first thing I noticed when I walked in was the sweet scent of what I could only describe as home.

Mine! My inner voice screamed in my mind.

Fuck! That's why I had to come out tonight. Just as I was walking to go find the source of the mouth-watering scent, said mate crashed right into me, literally. Gently steadying her in my grasp, to look her over.

She had soft, long brown hair and eyes to match. A fuck-hot outfit on and lips that were just calling to me. Her tits looked amazing in her top too. I could feel her eyes on me, looking me over. When she got to my face, I saw recognition and heard her gasp.

I hope my mate isn't one of those slow ones. Ya know, the kind that has their mouth hangin' open with a dazed face? She's doin' that right now and drooling a little. I couldn't help the grin that appeared on my face at this.

After introducing myself, and learning the beauty's name, she shocked the shit out of me. Being a vampire, that's hard to do. After assuring her I wasn't gonna eat her, not in the way she was thinkin', and shockin' the hell outta me once again, she ran off to the bathroom.

Her friend, who I learned to be Victoria Evans, we started to talk.

"What do you want from Isabella?" she demanded as soon as Isabella was out of hearing range.

"She's my mate," I hissed back. "What do you want with her?" I all but growled back.

She looked dumbfounded. I had to hold back my laugh at her expression. Her eyes narrowed and I have to admit, I was fuckin' scared.

"I am mated to her father, and am very protective over her. She's been through too much," she hissed. "I swear on your life, I'll have your head faster than you can blink if you hurt her. I know who your brother is, and I know where you both are from. Just let me tell you, I'm more lethal than that war whore Maria," she folder her arms across her chest and glared at me.

Well fuck me runnin'. I didn't see that coming. I could hear Isabella making her way back toward us, so I decided to make a deal with Vicky.

"How about we talk about this some other time? I don't want to fuck up my first meeting with her," I pleaded. Christ, I hope Isabella's father ain't this tough. When she got back to Vicky and I, she practically dragged her outside to talk.

I of course didn't miss her conversation with Victoria, and I needed to figure out how she came to be hangin' out with vampires.

XXX

After gettin' Perky Tits, Isabella's new nickname, drunk and her friend glaring at me, I decided it was time for some fun away from the bar. The perfect opportunity happened when she asked what there was that was fun to do around here.

"Will you come and dance with me?" I whispered into her ear as I leaned up next to her.

My being so close seemed to shock her, as her body shivered. I guess she couldn't speak again, as she only nodded yes. I put my arms around her waist, slowly dragging her out to the middle of the crowded floor. Pulling her body close, I nuzzled her neck to breathe in her mouthwatering scent. I was so lost in her scent, just as I was about to lick a trail up her neck, when I heard a growl from the bar. .

A/N: Sorry it's so short, as I said before. I also just couldn't figure out where to take this chapter. I have a very good idea for future ones, except this one. Let me know how you like it!

Also, if it doesn't make sense... sorry. I'm really tired!