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Chapter 18

Bella POV

Everyone had come down for breakfast now, everyone shuffling into the room stifling yawns or stretching. Alice and Rose had spent the night obviously, doing stuff you can only guess, considering they both came from the directions of Jazz and Emmett's room. I smiled at them knowingly and they smirked and winked.

Carlisle didn't seem to happy that they had spent the night or that Edward had been gone until early this morning. He had taken all three boys into his office for a lecture on, as Edward told me, was respect for his household and him. He hadn't liked what his sons were engaging in but he knew he couldn't tell them not to. So he merely reminded them of protection and the respect of their woman.

We had all sat around the big dining room table which apparently they only used for special occasions and ate the amazing meal Esme cooked, bacon, eggs, the works, in peaceful silence. All until Emmett felt the urge to throw a piece of bread directly at Jasper's head for making an innuendo about what he heard him and Rose doing last night. You can guess what that turned into; total mayhem. Food began flying everywhere.

Esme and Carlisle just left the table, Esme throwing in a stern word about them cleaning up and Carlisle muttering about "every week." So I'm guessing that happened often. When Edward had broken the news that everything was fine and he was taking me out tonight; that was all Alice and Rose needed to kick into girl mode. They squealed loudly and tried touching my hair and requesting outfits.

I ignored them and turned to Edward. I gripped his shirt in my hands and looked up at him in mock horror.

"Get me out of here!" I practically begged. Edward just chuckled and started leading me out of the house.

"We'll be over at 8." Alice hollered as I dragged Edward by his shirt collar out the front door. He came as I asked but frowned the whole walk to the car because Jazz and Em were calling him pussy whipped. I ignored them and shoved Edward in the passenger side of his car and quickly headed over to the drivers seat.

"You can't hide from us!" Rose yelled in a sing song voice as I slammed the door shut and demanded Edward's keys. He unwillingly handed them over and I shoved them in the ignition roughly. I gunned the engine and sped out of the drive like a bat out of hell.

"What's the rush?" Edward had asked.

"I need to get to the store and buy all the dead bolts I can find." I murmured as I pulled into my driveway in under a minute. Edward chuckled and walked me to the front door. He kissed me and promised to be back to pick me up at 9:00 for our date, which he would not tell me where he was taking me.

I climbed the stairs with a spring in my step and a cheesy smile plastered across my face. But I couldn't help myself; I was too goddamn happy for my own good. Tonight I was going on my first date ever. Who wouldn't be excited? To top that off, it would be with the most amazing guy ever. Tonight promised to be perfect.

The day had already started out wonderful; watching the sunrise in the warm embrace of my boyfriend. And so far the weather had managed to hold up. The sky was still clear and blue.

I unclasped my bra and slipped it off from under my shirt, setting it on the bed. I threw off my overly tight skinny jeans; more like had to peel them off and threw them on the floor. I found a pair of exceedingly baggy sweats and pulled those on. I pulled my hair into a high pony tail and headed downstairs straight for the kitchen.

The room did not smell at all and now that I think about it, I could feel a cool breeze. My eyes found there way to the open window and I frowned. I shouldn't have left that open while I was gone. I was about to close the window when I thought better. If I'm gonna clean this kitchen, then that was gonna need to stay open.

I made my way to the fridge and with one hand on the handle and one on my nose, I pulled the door open. On the top shelf was cheese wrapped in plastic. Through the cover I could make out green spots. I resisted the urge to gag, grabbing the malodorous cheese and running with it to garbage. I threw it in and quickly went back; grabbing the milk container. Not bothering to dump out the curdled remain, I just threw it in the trash.

I threw away all the dairy products and basically anything that went bad or was just old. i quickly tyed up the bag and dragged it ut to the curb where the garbaged collected would pick it up soon. I walked back inside. I then removed everything and set it on the counter, grabbing a wet cloth, spraying it with cleaning chemicals and wiping down the whole inside of my fridge.

I looked at everything on the counters and saw it wasn't much. I desperately need to restock my food supply; it was dwindling. Without bothering to make myself presentable, I grabbed my keys and wallet and headed out to my truck. With a jump I was in the driver's seat.

I pulled out of my driveway and took the main highway towards Fork's only convenience store. I parked in two spaces crookedly just to insure that no one would get to close or knick it. I would probably go crazy.

I scanned up and down the isles practically throwing everything I saw into the huge growing pile in my wagon.

"Whoa there, how many people are you feeding?" A deep naturally husky voiced asked from behind me. Surprised, I turned around to find a guy about my age. All he had was a box of razor heads in his hands. He had long black hair that hung in a long tight ponytail at the nape of his neck. His skin was extremely tan and I could tell that from under his thin tank that he was well built. Tattoos covered the surfaces of his arms trailing onto his back where I couldn't see. His eyes were warm but something in them told me to keep my distance.

"Um, no, I just need to restock my kitchen." I told him trying to explain why there was so much food. I didn't want to seem like I was fat and ate a ton.

He held his hands up as a sign for me to stop talking. "No need to explain yourself." He said, taking his left hand and extending it out to me. "I'm Jacob Black." He introduced his self.

I hesitantly picked up my own hand and placed it in his. "Bella Swan." He shook it firmly, the veins on his arms rippling. His fingers lingered on mine. I pulled my hand away quickly, suddenly uncomfortable. He just smiled and I noticed how his eyes trailed down my body and finally after a long look, they met my eyes again.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl." He said making his voice huskier then before. I realized he was trying to flirt with me. I shifted from foot to foot waiting for the second when I could walk away with my cart.

"So I've never seen you around here before. You new?" He asked sounding curious, but pouring it on a little thick.

"Uh yeah, I just moved from Phoenix." I muttered.

"I don't believe it." He said forcefully and I looked at him with a puzzled look. "You're too white." He contradicted.

"Well that's where I was born and raised. Not my fault I don't tan." I told him bitterly, having no idea why I had gotten so defensive.

"Whoa there tiger! I was just stating what I see." He checked his watch. "Well gotta run Bella. I'll make sure to see you around." He took a stray piece of my hair and tucked it behind my ear. I flinched away from his touch. He didn't seem to notice. Jacob winked before spinning on his heel and disappearing down the isle and to the left.

I couldn't really move. I was so dumfounded; staring at the place he was just standing with probably the most stupid expression on my face. That was by far the creepiest interaction ever.

I pulled myself out my little cloud and grabbed my wagon, wheeling it into the woman's toiletries. I grabbed my favorite brand of tampons and put them in my wagon. I found myself peering around corners of isles just to check and make sure that Jacob was on in them. He kind of freaked my out.

"Excuse me?" I asked a worker who was spritzing some open vegtables on a shelf with water. "Do you carry deadbolts?" I asked honstely wanting to know because i really wanted to buy all of them.

"Um, no. We don't carry those." He told me, giving me the oddest look. I guess it was a little weird to ask for deadbolts in a convenience store, but it was worth a shot. I thanked him and walked away, suddenly embarrassed since i asked the dumbest question in history.

One wagon completely filled and a small basket later, I was being checked out. The unnatural blonde popped her gum loudly as she picked each item off the belt and scanned them. She picked at her nails as I got my money out and yawned as she typed on her keyboard.

She handed me my change and receipt and with a bored sigh wished me a good day. I smirked and in a cheery voice wished her a loud happy day. She glared at me as the bag boy placed my bags in the wagon and smiled at me. I gave her a big fake smile and turned to leave.

"Ha bitch, I can actually leave." I said wickedly in my head. I laughed out loud as I pushed my wagon back to my car.

Thirty two bags later, I was speeding down the highway yet again. I pulled into my drive way soon after. In a total of seven trips, I got all the bags into the kitchen. Breathlessly, I grabbed a bag and sat down on the ground, my back resting against the dishwasher. I pulled out a pack of 24 water bottles and poked the plastic, pulling one out. I threw my head back and took a nice long drink of the cool water. It quenched my thirst for the second so I sat back on my need and reached over to pull open the door of the fridge.

I removed all the bottles and placed them on the bottom shelf. With a lot of effort, I got up and went upstairs to get my iPod and dock. The dock was new and I fumbled with the cord, finally sticking it in the outlet under the microwave. I clicked a random play list and cranked up the tunes.

The first song to come on was Lollipop Luxury by Jeffree Star. I moved my hips to the amazing techno beat and began taking everything from there plastic bags and setting them on the counter.

The music made time go by faster. I began moving around like the beat, swaying back and forth wildly as I slipped and slid on the cool stone on the ground.

I had bought a new carton of milk and a big slab of mozzarella cheese along with butter, cream cheese, and other dairy products; ice cream etc. I put those all away and closed the fridge. I was completely done cleaning and restocking that. Goodbye horrible smell.

I emptied all the cabinets and wiped and dusted them, putting everything back in plus adding all the new items I had just bought. After everything I had bought that was kitchen related, I began wiping down the counter tops. I scrubbed and buffed the granite until they shined bright and spotless.

I rinsed the sink and cleaned out the microwave and the dishwasher. I decided that it would be a good idea to mop the floors. So I went digging through the pantry closet and found an old mop.

I filled the sink up and added soap and floor cleanser. I stuck the mop in and rung it out.

As I was finishing the last spot, I realized I had a bit of a predicament. I was in the middle of the kitchen, standing on the only spot that wasn't wet and soapy. I had made a small circle and now I was stuck here.

"Fuck!" I muttered loudly, gripping the mop handle tightly in my hands, my palms turning white with the force.

Suddenly a song ended and next thing I knew, the mission impossible theme song was playing. My spirits totally lifts and I got a little creative. I jumped up onto the island and crouched down like I was sneaking around. I crawled over and leaped onto the counters. I shimmied along the edge until I got to the counter the closest to dry area; the floor into the living room.

I jumped off the counter and landed unsteadily on my feet. I found myself falling forward. To cushion my fall, I tucked my head in and I ended up to a forward roll, finishing in a crouched position.

I sat up in daze as the song ended, along with the play list. My smile grew as I let what I just did sink in. I began laughing hysterically. I gripped my stomach as tears streamed down my face. That was the most fun thing I've ever done. I didn't think I had enough stability to jump from one surface to another, let alone jump off the counter and land on the floor with out giving myself a concussion. Some times I even amazed myself. It was so childish though. I didn't know I was even able to do a forward roll. Easily made my day.

After my laughter subsided, I stood up and grabbed a rag off the counter. I got down on my hands and knees and wiped the floor down until it was dry and I could see my reflection. In the glow of the stone, I could see that my hair was astray, pieces out of the pony tail and sticking up in obscure directions.

I took my hands and tried to smooth my hair back but I just ended up getting it wet and full of suds. I looked down at my clothes, which were now wrinkled and wet. I huffed and tried desperately to smooth out Edward's shirt, but it seemed as nothing could be done; same with my sweats.

I made my way upstairs wand stripped all my clothes, going to the laundry room next to my bedroom and throwing the shirt and sweats in the wash. I took all my neglected clothes that had settled in the hamper for the past two or three days. I started the wash and went to go take a shower. The clock read 4:30. Where had the time gone? I asked my self.

I hated how time seemed to fly by now. These past days had been some of the greatest but also the quickest to pass; they seemed to come as rapidly as they went. I found my self looking at a clock, and what feels like a minute has past, turned out to me and hour or two. I was never used to my days flying by. Back in Phoenix they seemed to drag on. I would have to work hard for something to go by at a normal pace. Was this all because of Edward?

I took of the rest of my clothes and hopped under the warm spray. It wasn't the right temperature, so I turned the handle to the left as far as it would go. The water came out so hot and just kept coming out degrees hotter then before. I melted into sweet bliss. I leaned my head again the wall and let the water act like a masseuse.

The heat relaxed my muscles and released the tension that was hidden beneath my skin. The flow of the water made my skin tingly and numb. It was an erotic moment.

My hand trailed down my stomach, ghosting lightly over the burning skin. I pressed hard and dragged my fingers down to my clit. The second they came in contact, I let out a moan and arched my back off the wall.

My eyes closed as my fingers worked back and forth. In my mind, I pictured Edward standing here, working my body, using his long strong fingers to bring me over the edge. I thought back to the way Edward looked when he was rubbing me last night. The look of concentration on his face totally focused on his task.

Images of Edward gripping the sheets as I sucked him flashed across my mind. I stopped the circular movement of my fingers and moved them down forward. I thrust two fingers into my cunt picturing that Edward was doing this his self.

A ripple of pleasure nearly caused my legs to give out. I reached my other hand out and steadied myself against the wall. I moved my fingers back to my clit and started rubbing vigorously, just like I had seen Edward do to me.

I so badly wanted Edward's mouth to be making me feel like I was right now; practically convulsing against the wall. I was reaching my peek quickly from a combination of my fingers searching for even more friction and the images of Edward and things he could be doing to me right now.

I came hard and immediately had to sit down. I slid down the wall and sat down with a plop, my hand still at my center. I let out a shaky breath and opened my eyes once more.

That was the first time I ever touched myself in a sexually way, the first time I stimulated my self into an orgasm. It was so erotic and amazing. I felt like a load was lifted off of me; I was completely relaxed.

I grabbed my razor from the stand on the wall and lathered my legs in soap. I shaved the bottom half of my legs before moving up to my calves. I never found the need to shave all the way up here, but all I wanted to do right now was make it all go away. I shaved the hair there and then went over it again and made sure it was completely gone.

I looked down at my mound and saw the hair there. I bit my lip and looked back and forth from the razor to the hair. I decided. I lathered the area good and shaved it bare. I ran my hand over the bare area and it was weird to not see it down there. I had never once even thought of ever shaving that; but now I had a reason. I'm pretty sure that all the girls Edward ever fucked were clean and bare so I'm guessing he will like it better this way.

I poured my strawberry shampoo into my hand and worked it into my hair. As that soaked in I shaved my armpits and then rinsed. I added a little conditioner and when it was completely washed out, I shut off the now cool water.

I stepped out into the steamed up bathroom, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my torso. I grabbed another and leaned down, wrapping this one around my wet hair and typing it up. I took my hand and cleared a fog covered area on the mirror.

My face was practically glowing. It looked less shallow and deathly pale. I looked healthy and happy. I knew it was because of Edward.

I rummaged through my clsoet for something decent to wear tonight. I settled on a pair of jeans, a pair of shoes that i had worn when i ran from home and a shirt, plain and simple. I set that on my bed so i could change into it later.

After changing into sweats and a tank top, I went to the laundry room and took the clothes out of the washer, switching them into the drier and heading down stairs.

I spent the next hour cleaning all the room on the ground level. I vacuumed each room and dusted all the furniture. I even polished the hard wood floors in the living room. Exhaustedly, I headed upstairs to lie down. I chose to go rest out on the balcony and bask in the warm breeze.

When I opened the door, I noticed that the room was dark. It was way later then I thought, exactly 6:00. Fuck I muttered turning to leave the room when I noticed that a big plant in the far corner of the room was blocking a door I had never noticed before.

I hesitantly walked over and huffed as I pulled the heavy plant away. I gripped the door knob and turned it slowly. The door creaked and opened with much effort on my part. I found myself at the base of a dark stair case. I flicked the light switch on the wall and a lone light bulb hung from the ceiling. It didn't have anything around it except some few stray wires poking out of the ceiling.

Curiously I climbed the stairs and opened another door at the top. I flicked another switch and the whole attic lit up. It wasn't the typical attic, finished and what not; this one had planks of wood on the floors with pink insulation stuffed in between. The walls were the same. There were a few boards of plywood at my feet leading to the far end of the attic.

This part actually had a floor and a small bench that was completely surrounded by hundreds of boxes and other things lying around on the ground. I walked unsteadily across the board, my arms out like I was walking a long a tight rope. To me this was as dangerous as one.

I jumped off the uneven board and onto the solid ground. I navigated through the boxes and sat down on the musty cushion of the bench, taking it everything around me.

Boxes were piled high all the dusty and filled with cobwebs. The boxes had writing on them in thick black sharpie. I leaned forward and brush away the dust that was keeping me from reading the writing on the side of a brown box by my feet.

Tears welled in my eyes when the writing became clear. It read, "Charlie's prized possessions." I opened the flaps carefully and slowly, my heart thumping quickly when the first thing came into view. It was a picture of my father, young and handsome as I could remember from the one picture I had of him that was back in Phoenix. Charlie was down on one knee kissing the exposed skin of a young Renee's bulging pregnant stomach. She had one hand on her chest as it looked like she was laughing and the other was placed delicately on Charlie's scruffy cheek.

Charlie's eyes were twinkling matching the expression on Renee's. They looked so young, carefree and happy that I cursed my mother's name."

"Fucking whore." I practically cried. She had to go and ruin a great family. We could have been so happy, living together. I could have had a mom and a dad who loved me and each other dearly. But I would have never met Edward.

Everything happens for a reason and I can't get mad over decisions that were made over a decade and a half ago. I have to focus my attention on what's in front of me today instead of dwelling on the past. I wiped my eyes and set the picture next to me, moving onto the object under it.

I saw a piece of paper that was dated a day before I was born. In messy script on the crumpled piece of paper was a "To Do List"

To Do List

Watch Renee, she should be having the baby soon.

Put finishing touch on the surprise baby room.

The pen color was different, indicating that he wrote this at a different time.

Get to hospital quickly.

Give new perfume to Renee 3

Give a locket to my new baby girl we named Bella.

Bring my family home.

I put the list down next to me and buried my face in my hands. Charlie cared so much about his family. He was doing so much for Renee, surprising her, giving her gifts. I let out a shaky breath and looked back into the box. Sitting under where the paper had been were two small boxes; the first was white with the words "Marc Jacobs" scrawled in elegant black script. I slipped the top off to find the perfume Charlie had written about.

It was called "Daisy Perfume" The cab was gold and had gold daisies coming off the top. The bottle was sleek and black. I took the cap off and sprayed some on my wrist, inhaling the delicious floral aroma. I placed it on the paper and picked up the other box. This one was longer and thinner covered in black soft velvet.

Lying inside, placed delicately on white silk was a silver heart shaped locket. Inscribed on the front were the words "Daddy's Little Girl." I wiped a tear that had leaked out and proceeded to open the heart.

Carved into the silver, on the left side were the words "I love you my baby girl, Isabella." On the right was a little heart shaped picture of Charlie smiling widely and proudly for the camera. His eyes shined with love and care. Stream streamed silently down my flushed cheeks dripping off onto my lap, leaving dark spots.

I held the necklace in a death grip in my hands, holding onto a piece of my father's heart. I laid my head down on the back of the musky bench and squeezed my eyes shut, forcing out tears. They burned there way down my cheeks and fell into my lap.

In a furry, I grabbed the picture of my mom and dad and threw it at the back wall. I kicked my father's box and grabbed the perfume. With them in my hands I ran out of the room, out of the place that held my mothers face and Charlie's happiness from Renee. I stumbled my way down the steps and nearly tripped over the potted plant.

I walked downstairs and threw myself onto the couch, suddenly exhausted. I buried my face in the pillow as the tears still fell. Almost immediately, I was asleep.

I had awoken sometime later to the sound of banging at my front door. I sat up with a start.

"Bella, open the goddamn door. We need to get you ready!" Alice screamed from the other side.

"Go the fuck away!" I yelled angrily, tears coming back to my eyes and slipping down my cheeks as I remembered the event that occurred not long ago.

"Bells, what wrong. Let us in." Rose yelled worriedly. I just grabbed a pillow and buried my face in it.

The banging dyed down and finally stopped completely. I could make out the sound of retreating footsteps. I had finally won. But then there were noises coming from the kitchen. They were the sounds of clanking heels against metal or something, followed by a splash and an angry shriek.

"Bella!" Rose screamed at the top of her lungs. Surprised, I turned around to fine Rose with her hands on her hips, standing in the entrance of the kitchen; she glared at me, practically fuming.

I followed Alice's laughing eyes to the hem of Rose's pants which were all wet and soapy along with her grey UGG'S. But a smile didn't come to my lips.

"How the fuck did you guys get in here?" I asked angrily not bothering to get up.

"I'll fucking tell you!" She nearly screamed. "The front door was locked along with all the windows, so we tried the back. The window was open, so when I climbed through I fucking stepped in the sink. Who fucking leaves there sink filled to the top with soap in it. Now look at my fucking shoe!" She cried pointing.

"It's not my fucking fault you assholes broke into my fucking house and you were stupid enough not to look down." I growled out, wondering why I was getting so angry at them.

She token taken aback. "Bella, what's wrong with you!" Rose yelled, throwing her hands up exasperatedly. Tears came to my eyes again as I shrunk into the couch. I curled my legs under me and closed my eyes, the tears falling freely now.

Rose's expression quickly diminished. She put down her arms and quickly walked over. She sat down next to me and placed her arms around my shoulders. Alice followed suit and sat to my right also placing her arms around me.

"Tell us what's wrong and if you dare say nothing I will go into kitchen, scoop up that dirty water and pour it on your fucking head. I'm not joking!" Alice commanded and Rose nodded her head agreeing. I could tell they would do it.

I gave a defeated sigh. "Okay." I started unwillingly. "Well my mom Renee used to live in Phoenix with her husband, my dad Charlie and they were the happiest ever. When my mom went into labor, my dad couldn't be there because he's a cop and couldn't take the day off even to be there for my mom. He would have to come two days later. So after I was born, two days later my mom fucked the doctor Phil, on his desk, in his office. My dad walked in on them. He didn't even have time to see me before he fled the state. He drove always to Forks and never looked back once. I was only four when he was killed on the job here. This was his house. So I found the attic and found all his things.

He was so good to my mom. He had finished the surprise baby room all by his self. He had bought my mom perfume and wanted so badly to be there when I was born. He cared so god damn much about my mom and she was a fucking whore and deceived him. He was so good to her. She ruined my chance at a complete family. I hate her for it. And now my dad's dead and it's all her fault." I finished my rant with a sigh, the tears falling down my face at an uncontrollable rate.

"How the could she have fucked a guy right after she had you?" Rose asked incredulously.

"Must have been some good looking doctor." Alice muttered and I glared. Phil was far from good looking.

"Fucking ask her, I have no idea! The point is, she did and I wish someone would have been there to stop her. I want a father in my life." I couldn't help it. I sobbed loudly not even trying to control myself. Alice and Rose didn't say anything else; they just held me as I let it all out.

With a loud sigh Alice glanced at the clock and pulled her phone out. She dialed a number and held it to her ear impatiently.

"Hey, were gonna need another hour." Alice said. I heard a commotion on the other line.

"No, Bella's fine, it's just that we haven't started yet."

"Not gonna happen. I will not be caught dead letting Bella leave the house this way, she's a mess."

"I don't give a fuck if you care or not. Just be here at 10:15." Alice said irritably. She listened for a second and hung up.

"Okay." Rose said. "Its 8:50 and we gotta get you ready." Alice and Rose both wiped my eyes and kissed my cheeks telling me that they would never leave me. I believed them and followed the two up stairs.

Apparently my hair was a disheveled mess and they could not work with it at all. So they made me take a shower making sure to comb my hair and wash it thoroughly. I scrubbed my face hoping to get rib of any remnants of the breakdown I had before.

Alice handed me a bathrobe through the fogged shower door and led me to a seat facing away from the mirror. I sat down and they immediately went to work.

Alice took the left side and Rose took the right side of my head. They split my hair down the middle and began blowing it. They had two dryers in there hands and two curling irons heating on the counter. Pouring from a huge bag labeled Avon was there makeup equipment and this was just there small bag.

After my hair was blow dried completely, they began curling it. I couldn't see how my whole head looked but the ringlets they were making next to my face looked absolutely flawless.

Alice took over my hair completely and Rose started on my make up. All I could see was a lot of blue which apparently was there theme tonight. I guess they liked blue on me considering last time they dressed me, it was in blue also.

Rose spent a full half hour just perfecting my makeup while Alice spent that time rummaging through my closet.

"What's on your bed?" Alice called out from my bedroom.

"The clothes I'm wearing tonight." I called back, humming to the soft music Rose had put on.

"You call this an outfit, oh hell no! Your so lucky you have us to guide you because fashion is truly not your calling. i have no idea how you survived for 17 years of your life!" She yelled. "This has to go." I heard the sound of her throwing my clothes on the floor and heading to my closet.

"Perfect!" She squealed minutes later. She came back into the bathroom.

Again they made me close my eyes as they helped me dress. I didn't feel as uncomfortable the first time I did when I let them put my underwear on me.

"Oh, you shaved!" Alice squealed excitedly, and I blushed because she was referring to the bare skin at my inner thighs. I crossed my legs shielding my nakedness from there eyes, embarrassed.

The underwear they slipped on felt as if there was barely any there. The material was silky and there was so little of it to cover all my necessaries. I didn't argue knowing I wouldn't come any close to winning.

I stepped into extremely tight jeans and the shirt they slipped over my head was a tank. Apparently it was acceptable because the night was unusually warm.

My nails were painted, bracelets were slipped onto my wrists and shoes were put on my feet and laced up, like I couldn't do that shit myself. A necklace was clasped around my neck and hung midway.

"Open." Rose commanded excitedly, grabbing my shoulders and guiding me in front of what I'm guessing was the mirror.

Rose and Alice never ceased to amaze me. This was the second time that I had looked in the mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back. Alice and Rose flanked me with smiles on there faces obviously waiting for my reaction.

My hair looked darker then usual and it hung down in big ringlets. They curled gracefully all the way down passed my shoulders covering the bare skin. It was voluminous and as Alice put it, resembled sex hair.

The shirt was a deep blue that wasn't to dark. It hung low in the front from blue lace straps. A ribbon tied around my upper stomach just under my breasts in a bow. It flowed out and stopped just above my hips.

The pants were dark but not black and felt like a second skin, but this fabric wasn't all that tight, it was stretchy and I was able to move more freely then some of the other pants Alice had gotten me.

My eyelids were a very deep blue and made my eyes pop on my white skin. They were also vaguely outlined in black. My lashes were thicker and more prominent on my face. I was standing a good 8 feet from the mirror and I could still see them.

My shoes were also blue of course, dark converses that went to my ankle. Rose handed me my obviously blue purse and my blue bracelets clanged together when I moved my hand.

"Oh my god!" I breathed holding each word out. "You guys did amazing. Thank you so much. There are just two more things I have to add." I said finally looking at the both of them. They were smiling but they both also looked confused. I headed out the door and walked down the staires to the living room. I picked up the perfume bottle and necklace from the floor and held it out to them.

"Can I have some help?" I asked sheepishly. They both smiled brightly and each took an item. Alice sprayed the perfume onto her wrists and leaned down to inhale. Her eyes went wide and she looked at me stunned.

"This perfume is the Marc Jacobs that came out some 16 years ago. It was a one day sale and cost over 500$. Where the fuck did you get this?" Alice asked looking at me like I was some celebrity. I ignored her question and looked at her as if she was an alien.

"I know my shit." She said defensively. "Where'd you get this?" She asked again.

I gave her a pointed look. "That's the perfume Charlie bought my mom when she had me." I told her, the tears welling up again.

My father had spent 500$ on perfume for his cheating wife.

"Thank god for water-proof." Rose sighed and opened the locket in her hand. A warm smile spread across her lips as she looked at it affectionately.

"You dad was so handsome." She said. "This is the sweetest present ever."

"Too bad he never got to give it to me himself." I muttered dryly. Rose smiled simpatheticly and walked behind me, picking up my hair and clasping the necklace. It hung farther then the really pretty hello kitty necklace that was already there.

Alice grabbed my wrist and sprayed some there rubbing it in with my other. She also sprayed some at the nape of my neck.

"He won't be able to keep his hands off you." She said matter-factly. Alice and Rose stood ahead eyeing me up and down nodding there heads approvingly.

"You look absolutely amazing!" They both said reaching forward and fixing a stray hair or smoothing out a wrinkle in my shirt. My purse suddenly vibrated.

I reached down and opened the clasp of the purse, rifling through all the objects Alice had managed to stuff in here; two brushes, a portable curling iron, perfume, nail polish, all the make up they used on my tonight, my wallet and finally my phone. I picked up the pulsating phone and smiled brightly when I saw whose name was flashing on the screen.

"Edward." Alice and Rose said simultaneously, rolling there eyes. I smiled meekly and answered the phone.

"Hello?" I answered almost desperately, having missed the sound of his voice.

"Bella." He said my name in his velvety voice with relief. "I thought I would never hear your voice again." He confided. I smiled.

"I'm leaving now. Are you sure my evil sister and her wicked minion didn't hurt you?" He asked jokingly but I could just catch a hint of seriousness.

"I managed to get out unharmed." I said laughing softly.

"Well I'm leaving now, ill see you soon." He hung up with out giving me time to answer.

I closed my phone and slipped it in my purse.

After receiving compliments and giving commends on there amazing work, I ushered Alice and Rose out the door, there parting gesture; a kiss on the cheek and they were driving out of sight.

I closed the door and locked it, heading over and sitting on the swing that was swaying aimlessly in the warm night's breeze. I made sure to brush the seat off as not to get any dirt on my ass, Alice would surely have killed me and I would have been embarrassed.

I placed my purse on my lap and kicked my feet, pushing off the ground softly and swinging back and forth. My hair blew back as I swung forward and fell in front of my eyes as I went back.

A silver car came into view, turning onto my one house street, making an expert U-turn, tires squeaking and stopping in front of the driveway.

"Show off!" I yelled as my goddess of a boyfriend got out of the car. I smiled as I got up and ran. It had been too long.

Here you go chapter 18. The next chapter will be there date and ill see how long that is. Then maybe the morning after. A sleepover with the girls should be coming soon, and then things are going to start happening ;)

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