Chapter 9

Fight

BPOV

The Cullen house was overflowing with people, and the house was huge, the fact that there were so many people, that it was a struggle to move around, was remarkable. I couldn't believe how many had turned up. I had initially thought that it was just the students from Forks High but now I was pretty sure there were people there who didn't even go to our school. The music was blaring, the bass vibrating through my chest, from all the bottles I could see lying around there was a lot of alcohol and I even spotted a few people rolling up and smoking what appeared to be joints.

I silently hoped that the party wouldn't get too out of control.

Alice, Jasper and I made our way through the crowd; Jasper was searching for Rosalie, Emmett and Edward. We spotted Rosalie and Emmett in a corner of the den, Emmett was pressed against Rosalie, against the wall, and they were making out furiously, obviously desperate to get to a bed.

Jasper reached up and tapped Emmett's shoulder and Emmett spun around, startled. He quickly adjusted his jeans when he saw me and Alice.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Jasper yelled angrily in his ear, "You're supposed to be watching the door, checking everyone that comes in. Look at the place man; do some of these people look like fucking Forks High students to you?" he pointed to some guys in the corner who looked like they were probably in College, they were smoking joints and knocking back bottles of vodka like it was water.

Emmett's face was apologetic, "I'm really sorry dude. I totally forgot." He yelled back in Jasper's ear. "You want me to try and get some of these gatecrashers out?"

Jasper shook his head. "No. There's no point now, they probably won't want to leave and I don't want to start shit. Just watch the door and make sure no more get through." He looked around. "Where's Edward?"

Emmett shrugged. "I don't know man; he was just here a minute ago."

Jasper shook his head angrily, muttering something under his breath. He turned to me and Alice.

"You two want a drink?"

We both shook our head.

"Ok, I'll be back in a sec; I'm going to look for Edward." He disappeared into the crowd.

Emmett also disappeared into the crowd, moving over to the front door.

Alice, Rosalie and I stood awkwardly in the corner.

Rosalie was looking gorgeous – as always – in a short, pink, backless dress, her golden locks were curled and hung loosely around her shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes were smouldering, outlined with black eyeliner and gold eye-shadow.

I searched the crowd, looking for familiar faces – and also unconsciously searching for Edward.

I spotted Jessica Stanley chatting away, as usual, to a guy I didn't recognise. I wondered where Tanya was, her and Jessica were never usually far away from each other.

"Bella!"

I turned to see Mike Newton grinning at me, a beer in his hand.

He moved forward and gripped me in a bear-like hug. I cringed as I felt his shirt, damp with sweat, touch my body. He pulled back and looked at me, his eyes examining my body from head to toe and I fought the urge to cover myself with my hands.

"Wow, you look great." He said, eyes lingering momentarily on my modest cleavage. I folded my arms over my chest.

"Thank you." I said icily.

He was drunk. I could tell by the way he swayed slightly as he stood next to me and his eyelids were so heavy, they were practically half closed.

"Let's dance." He said, pulling my arm towards the middle of the room.

"Uh, no thanks Mike." I said struggling to get out from his grasp, "I don't feel like dancing right now."

He continued holding my wrist tightly, pulling my arm so hard it felt like it would disconnect from the socket.

"C'mon babe just one dance." He slurred.

"Ow! Mike, you're hurting me. Let go, I don't want to dance." I cried.

"Let go off her jackass!" Alice said, outraged, taking my other arm.

But Mike didn't let go.

"Get off her man." I heard a deep voice say, from behind Mike. He turned towards the voice – still holding me – and laughed.

"This is none of your business dude. Just stay out of it." He turned back to me and smiled. "C'mon Bells."

The guy owning the deep voice moved to stand closer to Mike.

He was tall, with very short, spiky black hair. His skin was tanned, a pretty reddish-brown colour, he had dark almond shaped eyes and full pink lips. He wore a black t-shirt that clung to a very muscular, yet lean frame. He was very good looking.

"You're hurting her." He said, facing Mike.

Mike finally loosened his hold on me and turned to glare at him, moving so his face was only inches from the guy.

"Who the fuck are you and what is your fucking problem?" He said; eyes narrowed.

The guy also narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaw. "She clearly doesn't want to dance with you and you're clinging to her like some kind of fucking leech."

"And what the hell is it to you? What are you her fucking bodyguard?" Mike shouted furiously.

He pushed the guy back, causing him to stumble backwards into the crowd. I heard a few gasps and Rosalie saying, "Shit!" before she ran off, calling for Emmett. Everyone had moved back, leaving a space around Mike and the guy. Alice and I stood, watching in horror.

The guy straightened himself up and he and Mike stared each other down for a few seconds before Mike lunged at him again. He swiftly moved out of the way and punched Mike hard across his jaw. Everyone gasped. Mike fell back hard, landing on his arm. He recovered quickly though and jumped up, thumping the guy across his nose. The guy jumped at him and they both fell, wrestling on the floor.

Two guys I didn't recognise ran over and started pulling the guy off Mike.

"Jake, just stop man!" one said, struggling as 'Jake' pulled away from them and attempted to pounce on Mike again. Emmett had made his way over with Jasper and they both had managed to restrain Mike.

Suddenly we heard the sound of sirens outside and everyone immediately dropped their bottles of alcohol and started grabbing their coats.

Three policemen burst through the front door and I heard one of them saying, "Everybody out. Now. Party's over."

People scrambled out the door, including the guy called Jake and his two friends. Soon it was just me, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmet and Mike left standing in the trashed house.

"Bella!" a furious voice bellowed, and I winced as I turned to see my dad stomping over to me.

Shit. This couldn't get any worse.

My dad glared at me, fuming. "Get. In. The. Car. Now!" he roared, "And you too Alice!" we both scurried out to the police cruiser and I heard my dad saying to Jasper,

"Clean up this place boy, and you better believe that your father will definitely know about this incident."

He slammed the car door and drove us home, muttering profanities the whole time and I knew that I would not be attending another party for possibly the rest of my high school life.

Author Note:

Hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Savannah-Vee