disclaimer: all the characters and what so ever are originaly owned by Stephenie Meyer.
Chapter 3
Diary Entry:
"I have heard that every thing happens for a reason and I hope this might be one those times."
Bella POV
It was Saturday. Approximately a week after my little encounter with that little devious pixie, Alice and her gorgeous hunk of a brother, Edward, yes gorgeous, I have never denied that he is exceptionally beautiful, but that doesn't mean he needs my praise to stroke his ego and his womanizing and man whore-ish ways.
I hated the world. Hated it. Hated it.
I think the world held a grudge against me. If I was just a bit, tiny bit, attracted to some guy who actually EXISTED, had to be a member of the club 'assholes'. And in fact he just wasn't any member, but was probably, no scratch that, is the leader of the said club!
Not that I am saying I have crushed on any living guy a lot. But just look at my luck, will you. When I do crush on some one, it had to be Edward. Looks like the joke was on me, and it wasn't even funny!
After I got home with my really strange encounter with Edward, I got a message from Alice asking if I would like to go to a club with them.
I didn't mind the idea a lot. And since I will not be getting much freedom once I marry that piece of shit. And I had also decided to enjoy myself as much as I can in the next two weeks, as it is I had already lost two weeks drowning in self pity and 'what ifs', So I agreed.
A tiny part of me also wanted to check if Edward would act the same way he had the other day. If he didn't I would write it down as Edward had hit his head, hard, and had lost his mind. And if he is the same, than I will try to find the meanings behind his words. If he will be there at all, of course…
Though it was hard to doubt his words because he spoke them with such honesty and intensity. He had a spark in his eyes which warned me not to doubt his sincerety. Not just that, he looked truly depressed. I felt as if I could sympathize with him. And that, I did.
So that is how I am stuck inside my huge closet, which was stocked and restocked, always by the personal shopper Renee had hired for me.
The one good thing about my enormous closet was the fact that they were all 'Bella approved' as Renee will put it.
I went through all the different racks in my gigantic closet but couldn't find an appropriate outfit for tonight. the ones which I thought might have a chance for tonight either seemed too dressy, too casual or too simple.
I gave up after ten minutes and decided to take a shower before picking out my outfit for tonight and checking the other twenty racks that I have never even glanced at before.
I came out of my steaming hot shower, wrapped myself in my favorite black, soft robe and started thinking about my next plan of action.
I walked in front of my vanity and blow dried my hair. After I was finished, I turned around to inspect my hair. They looked extremely straight because of my thorough blow drying, though I was satisfied with the volume of my hair but I sure was not happy with the texture of it.
I was not sure why I was inspecting myself so critically this evening; I reasoned with myself that I just wanted to get dressed tonight after such a long time. Though, even that didn't sound good enough to me….
I took out my curling iron and plugged it in. once it was hot enough for my liking, I began the long and tiresome procedure of curling my hair.
After about fifteen minutes I inspected myself once more in the mirror, once I figured I was satisfied with the result, I put the things back where I picked them from and then walked back into the closet.
I made a beeline for the racks which I haven't checked for tonight in the closet I finally settled on a dress and put it on. Next I decide on a pair of silver heels. They weren't too high since I knew the disease I have been suffering from since my first baby steps, clumsiness.
The heels had circle shaped diamonds embedded in a straight line, which covered the middle of my feet.
I walked back to my vanity and inspected my self…. Again.
I had to admit my legs looked amazing; they seemed as if they could go on for ever.
I had a midnight blue, strapless dress on. It was fitted on my chest but was a wee bit lose from below, not anything like a balloon dress, it actually showed the curves in the right places, but wasn't too tight to not let my skin breath.
Just the way I liked it…
The dress had a sweet heart neckline with silver-white sequins on it and the sides, giving it a bit elegant but sexy look. Two adjectives that never followed my name.
The dress rested on my mid thigh, not exposing a lot, but exposing enough to make me look hot.
Yes, this is the first time I have ever used these words with me. But the dress and the heels truly made me look hot.
Exactly the look I was looking for…
Since my body kind of looked empty so I added a pair of dangly diamond earrings, and added a simple black and white sparkly bracelet on my right hand.
I added a light make up as not to look too fake. I put on a line a mascarra and mascara and a bit of lip gloss, just to highlight the color of my lips.
I don't want to sound like a stuck up bitch but the color of my lips were truly amazing...
Now that I was satisfied with the way I looked, I grabbed my white purse and went out of the room. Renee asked me on my way out where I was headed and I gave her a vague reply saying, "night out with friends." And closed the door behind me. I jumped into my car and drove to my destination.
I attached my I-pod with the dock and played one of my up-beat play lists to get myself in the clubbing and dancing mind frame.
Mind me; it isn't as if I am not a good dancer, at least a ball room dancer, I even received the first position in such dancing competition. It just so happened in another one of those Charlie's 'get-to-know' parties and also happened to be a ball room party. Later in the progressing night I got to know that it actually was a fund raiser.
I didn't mind such parties, but I sure as hell minded being lied to!
I wanted to stomp out of the room and go home but I couldn't for two reasons, first being that the party I was in was fortunately for a good cause and I was a sucker for helping anyone anywhere, this explained my volunteer works.
Second would be the fact that I had a bet with Edward to win the ball room dancing contest so that he could leave me alone and not embarrass me in any way in the next five parties that we both attend.
And since I had taken classes for such form of dancing and was also a die heart romantic person, I knew I would beat his gorgeous ass, not that I have seen it…
Unlucky for me, my date was stinking Mike Newton! Another son of my father's business associate. I used the word unlucky because the guy didn't even know the first letter of waltz; instead he was a nervous mess while acting to be cool.
It did nothing but grate on my nerves since I had to focus to dance the best I could, not that I doubted myself, but it was Edward Cullen we were talking about. Bear his smirks all night, while we danced and to top it all Mikes clumsy feet. It was the first thing I had discovered early in my lessons that I was not clumsy in dancing in such a way but had a sort of elegance.
Hard to believe, I know.
Edward and his blond partner… what was her name… yeah!
Jessica Stanley!
And Mike and I were the last people dancing and were in the final rounds. Luckily Jessica, being a slut that she was, tripped all over Edward and made him fall down with her on top. I thought she did it on purpose to gain his attention…
Though the scene was hilarious, but I didn't dare stop dancing but I sure as hell did laugh on the top of my lungs!
In a way Edward and I were not dancing together but dancing together, during the whole dance except when he tripped none of us dare take our eyes off each other. At the moment I thought it was something we did to try and intimidate each other to back of or some shit like that. But come to think about it was a very intense and intimate thing we both have experienced and maybe that was the reason why he fell, maybe because he was too focused on me.
I know it's a long wish, but I just couldn't or can't help my self…
I couldn't get his eyes out of my head for the next two weeks following the dance…
His scorching jade greens staring into my chocolate hues…
Mike and Jessica had discovered early in the dance that both their partners were not paying even an ounce of attention to them, though I still couldn't feel sad for them, they kind of deserved it…
I was so out of the world when the host declared, more specifically, I have won. Certainly not because of the dance but because of the bet.
So now here I was getting my self in the right frame of mind to dance all night long, as good as I might be in ball room dancing I was not so sure about some crazy hip hop kind of dance…
Damn!
Damn!
Damn!
I hated weekends. I couldn't find a single parking space!
I have been circling the parking lot in search of a parking space for the last twenty minutes and to top it all Alice hadn't stopped calling me for the exact amount of time.
I went around the parking lot one last time in hopes of finding free space.
Right at the very end of the parking lot I saw a car backing out of the space. I looked to my left and saw another car coming towards the space I wanted.
Oh hell, no you don't! I thought.
I have spent around more than twenty minutes in search of a free parking space and I am not about to give it up for polite manners.
I stepped on the gas pedal and shot up on the lane, just in time to park my car in the desired space.
I know I did a bitchy move. But hey I had a very relevant reason!
I got out of the car, pressed the lock on my key pad and moved in the direction of the club's entrance. I heard a car's honk behind me but I totally ignored it. I may have done a bold and bitchy move out there but I definitely was not bold enough to confront the victim of my bitchy move head on.
Alice had suggested I meet her in Twilight, the 'it' club of the town. I walked up to the bouncer ignoring the long queue and showed him my id card. I had a special entry pass, since I was the daughter of a successful business man; I had some perks in life too…
I walked right inside of the club and was immediately assaulted with the smell of cigarettes and of course ear splitting music.
I was not a fan of cigarettes and my lungs completely agreed with me.
I started coughing. when I thought my lungs will fail because of the intense pressure and my throat will burn and bleed from the prickles taking residence in my throat, I tried to push my way out of the smoke induced area. I pushed someone in haste but fortunately whoever it was way passed drunk to even give a shit.
I took my cell phone out. Once I was calm enough I decided to text Alice and ask her where they were sitting.
Bella: hey I m here. Where r u guys seated?
Her reply was instant.
Alice: v r up n the v.i.p room. Cum on up I ll meet u up on da stairs. :]
I made my way upstairs and true to her promise, Alice was waiting for me.
She had opted for a gangster type look, but not entirely gangster type since she was only wearing the motorbike gloves.
Her dress was white with frills which reached below her ass and the upper part of her thighs. It was a one shoulder dress, a large black flower sequin rested on the top, middle of the dress's neckline where a black and white stripped strap reached around her back from her right shoulder.
Her gloves were very Alicy. They were black, had white metallic sequins arranged in a semi circular way on the upper side of her hand and had a silver metallic buckle to tie the glove around her hand. She had diamond studs in her ear which perfectly accented her attire.
She carried a rectangular black pouch in her left hand.
Her hair was styled in such a messy but sexy hair-do that you could actually see every hair pointing in different direction than the other.
She was tapping her foot and shaking her hips to the beat of the loud music.
I approached her quickly making sure I dont fall down and break my neck and legs in Typical Bella style.
As soon as Alice spotted me she gave a very excited squeal and hugged me hard, I was surprised at how strong she was considering her small body.
"Hey Alice" I said laughing. "We are going to have so much fun tonight!" she said screaming over the loud music and bouncing. I was afraid that her dress might just bounce right above her ass and give all the perverts who were eyeing us lustily. Seriously there looks were not at all praising or something that might boost my ego but it actually felt creepy and as if I was exposed to their hungry eyes.
I sucked it up and reminded myself why I dressed this way and the fact that I won't let some purvey shits ruin my night.
Alice grabbed my hand and started making her way towards what I hopped was our table for tonight. Fortunately the VIP room wasn't really crowded considering it was a Saturday night. "Bella you look hot! I didn't know you had it in yourself to emphasize your beauty, I was actually thinking to come and help you a bit, but I had a feeling not to." She said in my ear.
Alice was always like this. I didn't mind her comments because even I knew that I was not the best fashionista. That is just how Alice was and I loved her for it!
"yup, I know! I just felt like dressing up tonight." I said smiling at her.
Just than we reached the table where a girl in bright red fitted dress was making out with a very muscular guy. She was straddling his lap and what can I only assume from her movements was that they were dry humping while the guy with curly black hair was groaning.
The scene was actually very repulsive so I looked away and my eyes rested on Jasper who also had a disgusted look on his face, probably mirroring mine.
Our eyes met and I chuckled, he shook his head with a smile in response.
"hey bella, glad you could join us tonight." He drawled in a southern accent.
There was one thing that I loved about jasper more than his looks and his gentle manly manners and that was his accent. I mean who wouldn't, right?
"the pleasure is all mine." I said while taking a seat opposite to him and leaving two seats from the dry humping/making out couple. "Oh, I'll beg to differ." He replied, and I knew that our little debate will start. That's how our friendship was. and I loved the living shit out of him. In a brotherly way.
Though we never fought, not even in playfulness, unlike Edward and me… Once I had a debate with Edward about which drink is the best and in the end I felt like punching his nose and gouging his eyes out of his sockets!
Alice took a seat beside Jasper and threw a plastic cup at the blond girl's head. I thought I have seen her some where and that I might know her.
She grumbled and looked over her shoulder at Alice, "WHAT?" she sneered at her. Then it hit me why she looked familiar. She was the gorgeous Rosalie Hale, Jasper Hale's baby sister. She was two years younger than him but had the most authority on him and every one else around her.
She sighed, stood up, got out of the guy's lap and that is when I had the full view of what she was wearing. She was wearing a blood red, halter dress which clung to her body in all the right places; it came up to the middle of her thigh. It looked as if the dress was made up of many strips. It rested low on her chest, but not exposing a lot of cleavage to make her look slutty.
She had a lot of bangles in one of her hands. Half of her hair was gathered up in a puff with her bangs coming out; the rest of her long blond hair was falling down her back in a sexy messy way.
She had the most deadly heels on. I don't think I would ever dare to wear such heels even if someone offered millions of dollars to me.
She sat on the seat next to the big muscular guy. My gaze traveled to him and I realized it was Emmett.
He met my gaze and gave me a huge grin showing his pearly white teeth. "Hey Ballerina! Glad you could make it." He boomed.
"Emmett!" I groaned and every one chuckled beside me. Ever since the charity ball, Emmett had opted to call me ballerina and I utterly despise it!
I realized how much I have missed my friends. I have been so caught up in my job that I didn't even have the time to call them. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I tend to get too immersed in it sometimes and stress over the huge responsibility that I often forget my own needs.
I have been working and helping Charlie in his business since the age of twenty. Considering I am twenty five now, it makes me a very efficient worker. Not my words Charlie's.
I didn't just land myself any job but had to work my Ass up the position of CEO. Thought it was not approved by Charlie, I think my decision taught so many things that I might not have been able to learn if I were being the daughter of the business owner rather than a normal colleague.
So here I am sitting with my friends and laughing at the joke Emmett has just cracked and marveling over all of their beauties. Just when my mind informed me that 'Mr. Mood whizzer' might not be here and a I was beginning to feel the emotion of disappointment, I heard his sweet-melodic voice.
''Am I supposed to be working as a waiter over here? I swear I am sick of bringing all of your drinks!'' he kept the drinks on the table and sat with a plonk on his chair next to me.
I don't he noticed me at all or maybe even if he did I think he chose to ignore me.
I had a sudden urge to cry my eyes out and I was so furious with myself for feeling an ounce for him that I just want to pour the drink all over him that he was currently drinking, - and his Adams apple was bobbing in a very mouthwatering way-, I fisted my hand as not to do any thing I might later regret and focused my attention on Alice.
I decided that if Mr. Asshole can choose to do such a thing than so can I and there is no way I hell I will let him ruin my precious time with my friends.
''hey Alice lets go dance.'' Edward sprayed the drink that he was gulping on the table and began to cough violently.
Out of concern I looked at him and saw that he has turned a deep shade of red.
I patted his back to calm him down and Jasper handed him water to gulp down what had clung to his throat while snickering.
Edward glared at him. '' Edward, you okay?'' I asked. He turned the full force of his glare on me.
I immediately coiled back from him, a minute later I was just down right pissed! I mean a girl is trying to help you and all you do is glare at her. Fucking Asshole.
I straightened my spine and asked Rosalie and Alice to join me on the dance floor and turned on my heels to walk back on the dance floor as calmly as I can.
I heard snickering behind and a groan a second later. I ignored as best as I could and went to the dance floor with my girls.
''Edward is so fucked.'' whispered Rosalie they both snickered. I had no idea what that was about and I didn't even bother asking because they would never utter a word.
I couldn't and wouldn't deal with Edward's damn mood swings! I was here to give myself a break before I was trapped in hell and have myself captivated in the assholes house forever. It isn't as if I would let him rule me and abuse me physically but there is one kind of abuse which I will not be able to save myself from.
No matter how much I despise having sex with that piece of shit, I would have to, not for myself but for Charlie and Renee.
We danced to the music laughing, joking and catching up to what we all were up to in the past years.
Rosalie was... Nice, not sweet exactly. The first time I met her, she actually intimidated me but so did Emmett. Later I found out he was just a gigantic pooh bear from inside. And Rosalie was just... Rosalie.
I poured my self in the music and danced with all I had. The music and lyrics were so fitting to what turmoil I was feeling inside. So instead of crying I focused on dancing.
A few, weird, horny assholes tried rubbing their dicks on me and it freaked the hell out of me but fortunately Rose subjected him to her fierce and cold glare. Seriously if I were on the receiving end of that glare I would have shrunk and died.
I felt eyes on me the entire time I was on the dance floor which made me kind of queasy. I left the dance floor when Jasper and Emmett came, because Rosalie and Emmett were practically feeling each other and not so subtly. Alice was busy flirting with Jasper and making him pant while she did r rated moves. The chemistry between the two of them was very thick and I did not want to get caught up between them.
I was wondering where Edward was and why he didn't join us on the dance floor, because it was and is very unlike him to not come up behind me and bug the crap out of me and flaunt his whore-ness in front of me. It bugged the crap out of me.
I made my way upstairs to the vip lounge. I had to give my heel clad feet a little rest. It was a miracle I didn't trip, very unlike me. I really had no idea where Edward was, but I just wished he wouldn't be in the lounge. I don't think I can handle his old attitude and might just burst out crying. I was sincerely believing that what ever he hinted o and said was true, not him being his asshole self! But look like he is a better actor than I am. I could NOT believe I actually confided in him, not entirely but still hinted a bit. He must have gone to his friends' later and made fun of me.
My brain rationalized and gave this explanation, but deep in my heart I just couldn't believe it. There was some kind of change within him that evening. And my heart was insisting that I go and confront him.
Thankfully our table was empty – that is what my brain thought, but I couldn't help being a little disappointed, my heart gave a little tug and constricted a little.
I was distracted by thoughts of Edward and didn't notice a little hole in the wooden floor and the next thing I knew I was flying towards the floor. I closed my eyes shut and braced myself for the fall.
But it never came. Instead I felt two strong arms pulling me up.
I opened my eyes and was met with the most beautiful color of green and hypnotic eyes and long black eyelashes.
I was stupefied. I couldn't form a word nor could I breathe. He was staring back at me intently. My hands were on his chest and his arms were around me. I noticed his heart beat quickened just as mine did. It felt as if we were in sync.
Then I heard him speak and the spell was broken or maybe intensified.
"Bella, you okay you look pale." He whispered and honestly looked concerned.
I noticed he did not take his arms from round me while he spoke. But I knew better to stay in his arms even though I was enveloped with the feeling of warmth, protection, security and something else that I knew not to feel in his presence…
I swiftly disentangled myself from his embrace while my heart wept in protest and my brain nodded in satisfaction and approval.
I saw him flinch a little when I made my face co operate in a cold face, "yes, I am fine. Thanks for um... Catching me." I said without looking him in the eyes and made my way towards the table and sat in the chair.
I was actually good at showing the opposite of what I feel inside if I wanted to my eyes are very expressive so I have to avoid eye contact at all cost if I want to lie to some one who might know me well. In fact it was Edward who pointed this out.
I heard him coming up behind me and sit across from me since I was suddenly very busy on my mobile.
I felt his eyes on me the entire time I was pretending to be messaging some one for ten minutes. He didn't say a word but I could feel his unwavering gaze on me, assessing me. I couldn't sit still when I knew he was watching me. I used my one and only technique of saving myself from getting emotionally hurt. I made my voice sound cold and detached and willed my eyes to co operate with me.
"It's rude to stare Edward." I pointed out to him in cold voice, I just hoped he believed it.
He tipped his head to one side and cocked his left eyebrow at me in questioning stare, and I knew he didn't believe my shit. I sighed in resignation and just chose to ignore him. After I had only two options: to cry or to ignore. The first was definitely very embarrassing so I with the latter.
I signaled for the waiter to bring me some shots, I just wanted to drown in my self pity.
"What's wrong?" Edward asked in a whisper. I really hated the fact that he was trying to get into my good backs like the way he had last time we saw each other.
"Why do you think so?" I answered him back with a question. I knew he hated that.
He sighed as is if he was really tired. "I am sorry for acting so weird before, you just caught me off guard." That was a first he hadn't really apologized to me verbally. He would text me, email me or send me a written note when he thought he had gone too far, but never had he apologized to me in this way.
If there was one thing I knew about Edward Cullen, it was he never apologized to any one except Carlisle and Esme. But I guess I was the only one exception to this rule apart from his family.
"What do you mean?" I asked already believing him. I knew he wouldn't lie to me when he was apologizing. "It's just that I didn't know you'd be here nor did any one tell me, so you can guess…" he trailed off.
I smiled a little at him and asked, "So you mean what cryptic message you gave me the other day wasn't an act?"
"No, definitely not. – he chucked and said – hey even you were cryptic."
"I guess I was." I replied.
He never seized to amaze, he looked sinfully amazing tonight also. I really did wish to know how it would feel to run my fingers through those locks and run my tongue on his lips and bite his Adam's apple….
I was brought out of my fantasies by a very hyper Alice and the rest of them taking there seats. "Looks like both of you learned how to behave and talk without killing each other." I blushed a deep red and looked at Edward to see he had an expression which looked as if he had been caught doing something that he was not suppose to do.
"You know Bella even Edward is getting married in around three to four weeks I am so excited to arrange everything!" I looked shocked at Edward while Edward glared daggers at Alice and Growled low in his throat. As if remembering something his head snapped up to me and he asked Alice while looking at me, "What do you mean by even?"
I looked at the table as if it had the most amazing stories on it while in the back of my head I noticed the whole table had fell into silence except for the three of us.
"Oh didn't Bella tell you? She is also getting married." Alice replied way too nonchalantly.
I looked up to see Edward staring at me intently as if I was the biggest puzzle and he was trying to figure me out.
I have no idea how long we sat there and stared at each other while the others conveniently disappeared. I was not able to endure the silence any more so I said; "well now you know the meaning behind my cryptic message I yours."
He shook his head as if he couldn't understand something. "But I thought that is what you have waited for? Haven't you?" he asked confused. "Lets just say live does not work the way fantasy does." I replied.
He cocked his head to one side and raised an eyebrow at me "again with the cryptic messages."
"I can't help myself." I replied chuckling.
A/N: I hope you like this chapter. Hopefully I'll post the dresses of these three girls on my profile. I am not really satisfied with the title of my fic so it might change in near future. If any of you have some idea do please so share it. And I would love to know what you think of this story so far.