Edward

"Hurry the fuck up!" Jasper growled at Emmett standing in the bathroom admiring his own reflection. He had been bitching about getting to this party since this afternoon. Initially I'd played the tired card in an attempt to get out of going to this stupid fucking party. But Jasper saw straight threw me, calling me every name under the sun and threatening to castrate me if I didn't go.

That horny assed mother fucker only wanted to go so he could screw the shit out of 'Dike Dwyer' in some bathroom and leave me standing there looking 12 kinds of stupid.

To my surprise Emmett had been almost entirely wrong in the details he'd given us with the Dwyer girls. They were all fucking hot! He however had got it all wrong Rose was not the hotter sister. Proof every gene pool has a shallow end. The amount of makeup shed piled on her face and peroxide in her hair made her look about as real as Pamela Anders tits. Sure her body was slamming but she fucking knew she was all it.

Then there was Pixy. She didn't seem like a man hating, crypto-lesbian which I was thankful for. No tats or piercings and the short hair wasn't anything like the army crew cut I had envisioned.

Third was the 'not so hot' sister. Bullshit! She was cum-fucking-tastic looking. Long dark hair. Fuck I love long hair. She was petite like pixy, with killer legs, hips and oh shit …that ass! Emmett was spot on with that one. Just thinking about that toned taut ass made my dick twitch. Down boy.

Emmett and Jasper had already indicated there interest in dirty Dwyer (Rosalie) and Dike Dwyer (Alice). And I had been repeatedly warned off the other sister.

Not that I needed to be to warned off her, the show she had put on this afternoon was hi-fucking- larious. She looked bat-shit crazy screeching on the phone to her father something about her mother having a sugar daddy and alimony and shit. The thing was though this girl had me so intrigued. She just seemed different. Innocent even. Every girl I had ever met had practically thrown themselves at me at the grins and winks I had given her. Instead she froze looking completely shocked, instead of jumping me she said nothing just following behind in silence.

Apparently she and Emmett had gotten quite close while they had lived here. I got it, I really did. He just didn't want her to get shat on. I new I would inevitably fuck her over. Literally and repeatedly. I always did.

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Bella***

"So Emmett rang and said that there all about to leave to Mikes now, I told him we would leave in about and hour. You know, to be fashionably late and all that. Plus there getting all the booze." Rosalie stated applying the fifth layer of eyeliner on.

"Christ, would you give it a rest Rose? You're going to end up looking like a drag queen with all that crap on your face." Alice Chimed in handing me the bottle of absolute she'd been chugging.

And damn it! Sex-on-a-stick boy was coming tonight. I hoped he would get seriously inebriated tonight. My blushing and acting like a mute in front of him today had been exceptionally embarrassing and I needed to fix it before he thought I was completely senseless. I t would be so much easier if he was smashed. That way if I humiliated myself again he wouldn't remember.

"Are you wearing that?" Rose turned frowning at my outfit in disgust.

"Yes I am. I am already nervous about being hauled to this thing. I don't want to go there and be glared at because I look like a hooker." I snapped as my eyes ran down her outfit for the night. Mini skirt, singlet and a pair of fuck-me boots.

"Oh Bella" Alice chuckled. "Have a drink, it will calm you down." She said nodding to the bottle I was holding. For as long as I could remember every time Alice and Rosalie had problems they would drink. I looked at the bottle. Inhaled deeply before taking a swig of the revolting liquid ignoring the tingling fire in my throat. I might as well get smashed that way I can blame it on the alcohol. Right?

"I don't want to end up like I was on your birthday Alice. So how much do I need…You know, to be…..relaxed?" I asked no doubt sounding pathetic as I recalled what happened last May.

Rose had found me in a bush behind Mike Newton's pool house, practically naked and close to hypothermia. To make matters worse I went to that party an innocent virgin and I woke up in a hospital bed defiled and used. I could not recall anything from that night. From the time I entered that party to the time I was in the hospital. It was all a blur. I know they all thought I was lying, that I knew who I slept with. Just so ashamed of my actions that I refused to relive it. But the truth was, I wanted to know. I would kill to know! I hadn't drunk vodka since that night last year. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

I pulled my self back to the present shuddering realizing I needed to be at least in that 'happy drunk mode' before I see him again. We pulled up to Mike's place. I wasn't even close to as drunk as I'd expected. To make matters worse the cool air of the night wasn't helping in anyway, if anything it was sobering me up. The music blearing and the whole of Forks high in attendance. That was the perks of your parents owning camping shops all around Washington State. Parties every weekend. Usually I tried to skip these things, once you've been to one of mike's party's you've been to them all and this one was no different. Well almost.

We made our way to the door passing the crowd of students littering the hallway. Alice must have sensed me lingering back and grabbed my hand pulling me behind her leading us outside to a large glass table on the decking.

Sitting there was Mike, Jessica and Tanya. Mike was completely tanked, his arm around both Jessica and Lauren who were sitting at either side of him, slurring his words and whispering sweet nothing in there ears.

"Hello Girls." He smiled widely moving his arms from behind Jess and Tanya and grabbing his beer. Gesturing with his hand for me to sit at the end of the table.

We all said our Hello's to Tanya and Jess before sitting down. Mike gave us each a beer and I chugged it down as fast as I could. It was absolutely fowl.

I began scanning the room when I saw a familiar dark silhouette in the crowd approaching the table. My breathing hitched as I saw Jacob making his way though the crowd. His long hair was now gone replaced by equally long dreadlocks. He looked twice the size he had last time I saw him . I cringed thinking about that god awful hair he had last winter.

Jacob Black had been coming to Forks to see his dad every winter since he was eight. He was a total snowboarding buff which was the main reason he came here. He just let Billy think it was for him. We had gotten so close over the years and he really was like the older brother I never had.

He had been emailing me at least once a fortnight since we were twelve years old. But I hadn't spoken to him for three long months. Not since Charlie and mum split up, I was just too busy and I didn't want to tell him about it. I just hurt too much. It didn't help that his Dad was Charlie's boss. I knew that anything I told Jacob would stay between us but I didn't want to make it awkward for him. He was bound to be shitty with me. He probably thought I was ignoring him on purpose. I remember him even calling me at one stage, I groaned realizing I really needed that drink.

He meet my gaze and gave me a tight smile and my heart sank.

I turned back to the table and noticed that Emmett, Jasper and Edward had already arrived. Alice's eyes meet mine and gave me and apologetic look and a sympathy smile. I smiled tightly back trying to ignore Jacobs's eyes boring accusingly into my back.

"Bella needs to get seriously fucked up tonight. " Rosalie started.

"She's been a bit stressed, what have you got for her?" She continued looking directly at Edward intently.

"Hmm... You want to get fucked up? I think I can help with that." A silky voice cooed suggestively. I looked up to find Edward sitting opposite Rosalie smirking at me.

Damn it Rose! What didn't she get? I wasn't like her! I couldn't just screw someone to forget about another. Not that I was even interested in Jacob that way. Not at all!

Edward

She bit her bottom lip, trying to force back a smile at my statement. The double meaning wasn't lost on her.

And I have to admit her sister Rosalie looked thoroughly fucking pleased with herself in her questioning. I was only doing it for shits and giggles. I knew that Emmett would have my ass on a stick if I even touched her. But I was allowed to look and flirt. I could do that without touching her.

And I did, I raked her frame with my eyes imagining all the tings I would do to her if given the chance. Starting at her legs, I trailed my gaze to her thighs. Those tight jeans showing exactly how toned her legs were, her hip bones peeking slightly above her jeans her pale taut stomach taunting me. My gaze finally reached her breasts. She was breathing heavily and that sight of her chest writhing up and down like that made me dick twitch. I trailed my way up to her mounds making my way to her color bones licking my lips instinctively as my eyes darted to her neck. I wanted to lick it. I continued upward until my eyes meet hers her cheeks were a sweet shade of pink and she was smirking at me and squirming in her chair. I felt like shit that I made her so uncomfortable.

I turned away slightly wanting to lower my eyes to the ground like the scum bag I was, but as I turned my eyes slipped by her chest again. Fuckit! I looked for longer than was entirely necessary only to pulled away by Emmett clearing his throat, a clear indication to stop and get it to-fucking –gether! I groaned at myself for being suck a dipshit, because it wasn't funny now. I hade made my point. I glared at him fiercely Asshole!

I fucking forced myself to look away, excused myself from the table stalking towards the multitude of spirits on the kitchen table now in desperate need of hard liquor.