Disclaimer: Versions of these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer in another time and place. I am making them have lesbian sex with each other.

AN: first off - i love TWILIGHTBOY for calling leah a dick in his review. that was classic.

you all continue to be horribly wrong in your guesses about the whole history behind bella and leah or why leah is being a bitch, but its still very amusing reading through your suspicions.

edward and jasper are not going to have sex in this story and i wont be writing any outtakes. i've never been a gay man in love and im not comfortable enough to tackle that kind of man love. if you're hard up check out Rosalee Lorraine's stuff. her dude love is on point.

mucho luvo to erica, steph, aiden and em. u guys make my dreams come true.

Chapter 9: TIME FLIES

...don't you go, my baby begs me so...

The next few weeks passed without incident. Leah and I stuck to our deal which was surprisingly easy mainly due to the fact that she was only home one day a week during daylight hours. After our talk in the kitchen, I didn't have anymore trouble falling asleep. I slept like a baby actually, knowing full well that I had finally done the right thing by telling Leah to emotionally fuck off.

I was falling more and more for Rosalie and Alice. I loved spending time with them. It seemed we had each fallen into a role, We were becoming a family and we each gave bits of ourselves that made me feel like I truly did belong with them, no matter how Leah was acting.

Rosalie was the love of the relationship. There was no other way to describe it. She made me feel loved and Alice and Leah too.

There were times where I realized that maybe in spite of their efforts, my parents weren't really all that great. Mom was fun and sweet, but also flighty and careless, attributes that made it impossible for me to confide in her when I really needed to. And Charlie, well he and female emotions went together like a seven year old and a hand gun. Someone got hurt and someone, Charlie, was left feeling stupid. He always meant well, but he was never someone I could turn to.

With Rose, especially after everything that had happened with Leah, I knew I could tell her anything. On top of that I knew she would listen and actually care; she would be there for me whenever I needed her. She was so undyingly faithful to the three of us in every sense and it made me love her more and more everyday.

Her sarcastic nature aside, Rose was warm and affectionate. She was first to offer a sincere kiss or hug. I felt physically and emotionally safe with her which was something I had never really experienced. I'd always been pretty self-sufficient, but with Rose I felt like I could take a deep breath and not worry about being so responsible all the time. With her I was comfortable enough to really breathe. Honestly I think she was the reason I slept so well at night.

Alice was the desire, or maybe the lust was more accurate. No one had ever made me feel so completely wanted. I'm not sure how Alice functioned in the outside world because she was horny all the time. Literally. Maybe rubbing nude bodies for hours at time kept sexually charged ideas in her head. I didn't know, but I didn't mind.

She made me feel sexy, always telling me how much she wanted me and then showing me at the earliest opportunity. The naked texts didn't stop by the way, but I didn't exactly hate being turned on most of the day especially when I knew one or both of the girls would be at home waiting for me. Alice took every chance she could to get Rose and I naked and sweaty and I loved her for it.

I think I became the nurturer. I took to food shopping for all of us, even Leah. I was mature enough not to take our agreement out on her stomach. I found us a permanent gardener since Rose's "lawnboy" had soccer on Saturdays now. But beyond the shopping and the cooking I felt like I had slid into the role of wife and mother. They depended on me for the little things that made the house run more smoothly and they showed their appreciation frequently.

The day after I'd made her favorite dinner, Alice was waiting for me in the kitchen when I got home from school. Naked with a bouquet of wild flowers.

I carefully set them down on the island before pulling Alice into my arms. "I just wanted to thank you for taking such good care of us," she said with a bright smile.

"Just earning my keep," I replied, kissing her softly. We had sex in the kitchen twice before Rose came home.

For her part, Rosalie was more into buying us things. I hated when people spent money on me, but she had a way of making it seem like the gift in question was actually a gift for her and that she was using me as a means of showing me off.

One night while Alice was busy with a client, Rosalie took me to this odd Korean bar called BLINK. At first I was really confused, but once we were seated in a quiet corner on low, soft couches I saw just how romantic the place was. We sat next to each other at the corner of the table so Rose could feel me up with ease.

After our drinks were ordered and our menus cleared away, she produced a small, thin box. After handing it to me, she buried her lips in my neck, trying to distract me from the fact that she had just bought me a gift.

"Rose," I tried to scold, but it came out more like a moan. Her tongue was working wonders on my collarbone.

"Consider it a pre-emptive thank you," she said before moving her lips slowly up towards my ear. I opened the box with trembling fingers to find a platinum charm bracelet donning a single charm, a capital B. It was gorgeous, but I couldn't really keep my eyes open to look at it.

"For what?" I breathed.

"What you're gonna let me do to you later." Just as she said the words, her hand slid between my legs. I was so grateful that I was wearing jeans and underwear. I would have ruined that suede couch.

"And what exactly are you going to do?" I whimpered. I knew I had to make her stop soon or we'd never make it through dinner, which may have been her intention.

I sat there while she whispered a very detailed plan for the rest of our evening that included the anal plugs I had yet to use. I giggled breathlessly as she finished her little speech by reminding me just how gentle she would be. She kept to her word.

I didn't wear the bracelet much, but I brought out from time to time to put a smile on her face.

My life at home was pretty close to perfect and as school started up, I knew I would enjoy my job as well. Emmett was turning into the big brother I never had, Jasper, the affectionate and flirtatious high school boyfriend I wished I had and Angela, a genuine best friend. Along with Ben, who offered the occasional insightful tip on traffic or trends in the economy, I felt I fit in rather well with their little clique.

My students were surprisingly welcoming and they warmed to me pretty quickly. "It's cause we're younger," Jasper told me one day in the teacher's lounge. "And it doesn't hurt that you're gorgeous." He did have a point, though not about my looks. Even at my old school, the students seemed to give the younger teachers a break.

Loyola was good about letting us plan our homework load. I didn't see the point in quizzing my kids endlessly about the minute details of the book, so instead I held discussions everyday, forcing everyone to participate. Clearly there were the few who had said "Fuck It" before getting through the first few pages, but once the majority saw I wasn't going to let them get away silently in the back of the room, they began keeping up with the nightly reading.

I had two final assignments planned to gauged their understand and then we'd be on to the next section. Principal Banner was pleased with the way I was engaging the students and never once gave me grief about the lack of written assignments I handed out.

I did help Angela with the preparations for the play, which actually gave me something to do since I didn't have any homework to grade.

Auditions went pretty smoothly. In fact one of my students was cast as Juliet. This adorable little thing named Vanessa Wolfe. Her friends called her Nessie for short. She was pretty shy in class, but she did her reading every night and always came prepared with excellent questions. It made my day when she showed up in the auditorium and acted her little butt off.

I told Angela that I was a little afraid that people would think she and I were playing favorites, casting my teacher's pet as our Juliet, but after seeing ten girls, most of which couldn't emote their way out of a paper bag, Angela simply turned to me and said, "Do we really have a choice?"

In the relationship department, Rose and Alice helped me clear everything up with my co-workers. Emmett was glad to see that I had snapped out of whatever funk I'd been in, but he was still curious about the fight Leah and I had.

"Tell Emmett that those picture were really of Alice. Say – that you had just met her and things were on the rocks with Leah anyway, so you guys broke up," Rose suggested.

"But make sure you tell him that you don't really want to talk about it. Sounds like he's pretty big gossip, so he'll tell the other teachers and they'll know not to ask you about it," Alice added.

"Ick – but I don't want that Mr. Morgan thinking I'm single." My interactions with James had been few and far between, but were still extremely creepy and had me considering a permanent life of lesbianism.

"That's fine, just tell Emmett that you and Alice are 'dating' and you're just seeing where it goes," Rose concluded.

The next morning I told Emmett just that. He questioned me about the pictures again and I reminded him that I'd neither confirmed or denied who they were of.

"Well I'd dump my girl for tits like those too. Makes sense," he said casually. I smiled timidly at the assistant principal who had just passed within ear shot, my face blazing red.

"I thought you weren't seeing anyone," I said, trying to guide the conversation away from Alice's breasts.

"I'm not, but if I were – you know what I mean. Anyway what's the name of this nicely chested girl?"

I laughed at the mixed compliment. "Alice. Her name is Alice." We pause in front of the boys' locker room, home to Emmett's office.

"Alice?" His eyebrows drew together for a moment before his expression changed. I didn't miss it.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just haven't heard that name in a while. Reminds me of one of my grandma's poker buddies. Whatever. Well I hope things go a little smoother for you two."

"Thanks," I smiled before leaving him to his team.

All in all I was pretty darn happy. Even after a long frustrating day, I had Emmett, Jasper and Angela to make me smile and Alice and Rose to fuck me happily to sleep.

I was so happy in fact that I also forgot about my rapidly approaching birthday.

I was pleasantly minding my own business one day in the kitchen, reading some romance novel Angela had let me borrow when Alice sauntered into the kitchen. I'm not sure whether she was allergic to clothes or if she was just hot, but after I'd settled in she regularly walked around in a cami and undies, or a bra and undies or just her undies, whenever she knew she would be home for more than a few hours.

Today she'd decided to go with a pair of aqua boy shorts and nothing else. I loved her nipples and her cute little butt, so I didn't object. She came over to me and gave me a soft kiss before rummaging through the fridge. I turned my attention back to the heroine lost in time to Scottish warriors. A few moments later Alice's voice caught my attention.

"Isabella Marie Swan! Why didn't you tell us you have a birthday this week?" she barked. I looked up to see Alice bent over the counter with my wallet in her hand. She was carefully looking over my I.D. I should have been a little annoyed and slightly concerned that Alice had just gone through my purse, but she was like a five year old from time to time and I was sitting right there. Plus she was nearly naked and her nipples were hard, grazing the cool counter top. I couldn't really be mad at her.

"I uh—" I had nothing. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"ROSE!" she yelled for reinforcements. SHIT! Rose came running into the kitchen a few seconds expecting to find one of us on fire.

"What? What it is?" The annoyance spread across her face when she saw that neither of us were in need of an ambulance.

"Bella's birthday is on Saturday," Alice said, looking between the two of us. "And I have a feeling she wasn't going to tell us." Her last word was accented with a small yelp as Rose turned her and hoisted her up on the counter. Alice dropped my wallet in my purse and wrapped her legs around Rose.

Shit. They were going to seduce an explanation out of me. I just knew it.

True to form, Rosalie brought her lips to Alice's nipple before she spoke, "What gives, huh? You don't want to celebrate your birthday with us?" Her tongue snuck out and she started lick at Alice, who some how kept it together long enough to pack her bags for the guilt trip.

"Yeah. I thought you loved us," Alice pouted.

"I do," I laughed. "What does that have to do with celebrating my birthday?"

"Wait, you really weren't going to say anything?" Rose straightened up, staring at me.

"Nooo," I shrugged. "I'm not really into my birthday. It's not that big of a deal." Truth was my birthday was always surrounded with some ridiculous tragedy that made me wish, at least for a few moments or weeks that I had in fact never been born. After all of the attendees to my sweet sixteen came down with food poisoning from a tainted meat platter I'd sworn off the celebration of September 13th altogether. Living with the girls would not change my opinion on the day.

"Bella, we're doing something," Rose said.

"No. We're not."

"Oh yes we are," Alice said with a sinister smile. I paused for a second, getting the distinct feeling that Alice and Rose were going to throw me some sort of party, even if I refused to attend. I bit the bullet opting for a compromise.

"How about this, we'll have some people over. I'll invite Emmett and stuff and you guys can invite some people. – Do you two have any friends by they way?" I asked.

"A few."

"No." They laughed the same time.

"Anyway, we'll have a party. I'LL COOK. And that will be that. But there will be no, I REPEAT, NO mention of it being my birthday. Is that clear?"

For all of their stubbornness they were starting to understand that I wasn't going to back down.

"Fine," they both sighed. We compromised on a few more things that night, all of which involved the three of us being in much less than our undies.

The next day at school I invited my new friends over for our mini party. Rose and Alice actually didn't have anyone they wanted to invite, but that was fine. I wanted them to meet Jasper, Emmett, Ben and Angela. A little get together seemed better anyway. More like people hanging out and much less like a birthday party. Leah would be working that night, thank God, so she wouldn't be around to cast a shadow of despair on the evening.

Jasper was game and very excited for me to meet his boyfriend, Edward. Despite our constant albeit extremely harmless flirting, Jasper was in love with that man. He didn't talk about him much, but every time Edward came up in conversation Jasper would blush or smile in the most adorable way. I had to meet the person who could make him turn that shade of pink.

Emmett on the other hand was surprisingly reluctant. I couldn't resist giving him a hard time about it.

"What, you're too cool to come over my house?" I teased. I think a few boys on his football team thought we were dating, I hung outside the locker room with him so much.

"No. I just – All of your roommates are lesbians?" he asked.

"Yes Emmett," I assured him. Jasper appeared just then.

"Emmett doesn't like the idea of walking into a social situation where he has no chance of getting lucky," Jasper said.

"Sorry, Em. That's the deal," I laughed at his sullen face.

"Fine. For you Swan, I'll come. But someone better get drunk and show me some hot lady on lady action." Jasper and I burst out laughing, but for different reasons. For me the hilarity of it all wasn't that he was dead serious, but that a sudden girl on girl orgy was a very real possibility.

It turned out Ben and Angela couldn't make it. They'd made plans to meet Angela's parents in Napa on Friday after school. I was so glad they didn't know the real reason for the party or they've vow to make it up to me.

When I got home on Friday Alice had modestly decorated the house. Apparently my party was to be a luau. Before I jumped in the shower, I called Emmett and warned him that my over enthusiastic girlfriend might be a little bummed if he and the boys didn't show up in some sort of island apparel. After laughing at me for a solid minute he promised to let Jasper and Edward know.

My gift from Alice had been a cute Hawaiian print bikini and a grass skirt. She'd opted for the whole deal, complete with coconut bra and a stack of leis. Rose toned it down and went for a bikini top and matching board shorts. She still looked amazing. We'd decided that she would just play the roommate tonight, since Alice and I were supposed to be dating. It was sweet of her and I would reward her for it later, at length.

A little bit before the boys were due to arrive Alice took my hand and led me into the kitchen. Saving all the pageantry, we found Rose standing in the dimmed light holding a single cupcake with a single candle. I couldn't help but smile.

"We won't sing. Alice'll even eat the cupcake, just make a wish," she said sweetly.

"Okay," I laughed. "And I want the cupcake." I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking of all things that I had wanted recently and I came up short. I scanned my memory again for anything in the past that I was still wanting to materialize and again, nothing. I had a job I wanted. I had really nice friends, a nice, safe place to live, my parents were healthy. I couldn't think of a single thing. But then GOD DAMN IT if the idea didn't just pop into my head. I tried to stop myself, but like a dumb ass I actually thought the full sentence.

I wish Leah and I were getting along. I paused for a moment, feeling my face drop.

"Sweetie, what's the matter?" Alice asked. I opened my eyes.

"Nothing." I took a deep breath and blew out the candle. After several kisses that would have seemed excessively long to an outsider and an exchange of Happy Birthdays, Thanks, and I love you's, we headed into the living room to wait for our guests to arrive. All three of them.

When the doorbell rang Alice jumped to her feet and rushed to open it. Knowing much better than to unleash Alice on the unsuspecting, we ran after her. She threw open the door to reveal Emmett, Jasper and who I assumed was Edward standing on the porch. They had actually worn Hawaiian shirts. Luckily for them they were all unbelievable good looking and could pull the patterns off, especially Edward.

Edward was gorgeous. He was a little bit shorter than Jasper's six feet and four inches, but built the same, tall and muscular. He had dark red hair and these amazing green eyes and a jaw line that could cut glass. I could see the resemblance to Emmett in the shape of is eyes and his full lips. They both had the demeanor of a kind and warm protector. Had he and I been introduced in another time and place where we were both straight, I'm not sure being single would have mattered, I would have raped him. I couldn't think of it any other way. The straight side of me was staring at him, drooling.

But just as I was about to invite him inside and ask him if Jasper really minded sharing, Emmett groaned.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," he yelled. My head snapped in his direction.

"I should have known. I should have fucking known. How many Emmetts can there be in Los Angeles. Fuck me." Rosalie covered her face, shaking her head. I looked between them confused, then over to Alice who had actually backed away from the door and was looking at her feet. What the—

"And you're the girlfriend, Alice." Emmett demanded, looking at her.

She looked up, flashing a cautiously fake smile. "How's it going?"

"Um what the hell is going on here?" I finally asked.

"Jesus. Well come inside at least," Rosalie said gesturing towards the couch. The boys shuffled in. Edward had to be dragged actually. He looked terrified.

Once the door was closed I turned on my girls and Emmett. "So?"

"You wanna tell her?" Emmett said to Rose.

"Fine. Bella, Emmett bounces at the Abbey. We got drunk one night and brought him home. Alice and Leah passed out. Emmett and I had sex. The End."

"THAT WAS YOU? YOU'RE ROSALIE?" Edward erupted. He was near hysterics. We all turned and stared at him. The girls were confused and I was, well, sort of turned on by how sexy and deep his voice was. I shook my head focusing back on the situation at hand.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rose snapped. And this folks, was exactly why I didn't like to celebrate my birthday.

"Edward, shut your fucking mouth," Emmett fumed.

"No. Screw you. All the times you've embarrassed me," Edward said.

"And me," Jasper added, winking at me. Then I knew this situation wasn't all too serious, but still. I wanted them to all calm down.

"My dear Rose, my brother here is obsessed with you," Edward said. "I'm Edward by the way." He extended his hand and Rosalie took it smirking at the way he was openly mocking his brother.

"Nice to meet you. – Obsessed eh?" Rose teased.

"Oh yeah. Obsessed. When was that, like a month ago? He hasn't mentioned or slept with, might I add, another girl since," Edward said. I quickly did the math in my head. For a guy like Emmett, a month seemed like an awful long time to go with out sex. It also occurred to me that the timeline fit exactly with Emily's departure. I filed that away for later.

"He's in love with you," Jasper laughed.

"Oh Emmett. You poor, poor baby," Rosalie was trying not to laugh flat out in his face, but you could tell it was hard for her.

"Yeah, yeah I know," Emmett rolled his eyes.

"It's never gonna happen," she snickered.

"Yeah I know. Anyway. Edward. Bella. Bella, this my brother Edward. Alice, Rose, this Jasper." We all shook hands still laughing at Emmett's unfortunate situation. "So wait. You're Number 4?" Emmett said looking at me.

"Number Four?" I repeated the phrase like Emmett had just called me a common gutter slut.

Rosalie came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. On reflex I started drawing my fingers across her skin. Old habits and all that.

"Her name is Bella actually." Then she said to me. "The pig bouncers at the Abbey found out about our 'situation' and they fucking numbered us." Apparently Rosalie was dubbed Number One, Alice, Number Two, Leah, Number Three and Emily was Number Four. The few times they had been to the Abbey after Emily left, they were questioned endlessly on the whereabouts of Number Four. Of course they found that she had left town.

"We were wondering if you were going to replace her," Emmett laughed, trying to turn the tables.

"Well we did and you aren't gonna get in her pants either," Alice finally spoke up.

"Oh pipe down, Shorty. I know that. Well its nice to see you all again. I think I need a drink," Emmett said as he headed towards the torch lit back yard.

Things settled down after that. We ate the steaks and fruit I grilled and then we all proceeded to get ridiculously drunk.

Emmett was actually in love with Rose and in a private moment we managed to steal away, he admitted how devastated he was when he found out she was a lesbian.

"Bella, the sex was so good. And I'd been seeing her at the club for a while. So many of the girls there are Bi. She was actually nice to me and I really liked her," Emmett sulked.

"I'm sorry big guy. Really." I tried to comfort him.

"No you're not cause you get to fuck her," he continued.

"That is true." I didn't want to hurt him anymore by telling him how good she was on a daily basis.

I spent some time getting to know Edward a little better. He was a teacher as well. He taught first grade a private school across town. He was so sweet, definitely gay and like his boyfriend, an outrageous flirt. He wasn't flaming, it was just so clear that the only human being on the planet he had eyes for was Jasper. They were adorable together and it reminded me how lucky I was to have the girls.

Jasper was very nice to Alice and Rose and they were half in love with him by their third drink. Having Edward around didn't stop him from being one hell of a flirt and Alice couldn't resist a chance to flirt with anyone.

By the end of the night Emmett and Rose had finally talked, and forgiven each other for their little outburst. Rose assured him that he really didn't have a chance in hell, but she did want to be friends with him. Later Emmett told me that she'd even thanked him for being so nice to me at school. My heart swelled with affection for her, yet again.

Finally it was clear it was time for the boys to go. Emmett was sobering up. Edward was eying Jasper like he was about to take him down on our living room floor and give him a thorough pounding. I was also aching to get the girls out of their hula wear. I was drunk and horny and thanks to little kisses they were both stealing from me all night I was soaking wet.

Just as I was about to kick the boys out, Edward scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder. Emmett and Jasper kept walked down the path to Emmett's Jeep.

"We're taking her with us," Edward laughed loudly.

"No. Edward. Put me down," I squealed in what had to have been the most girlie pitch to ever come out of me. Edward turned to face Alice and Rose. I could feel him take another deep breath to speak, but I didn't hear what actually came out of his mouth.

Leah was standing on the front lawn, a look of homicidal mania on her face. I tried to assess just how many things about the situation could have possibly pissed her off. Possibly that we had clearly gotten drunk without her, or that we had guys over, or maybe that the first person she saw when she got home was me. I thought for a split second that maybe she'd recognized Emmett and that had made her freeze. But she wasn't looking at Emmett.

I noticed that everyone had fallen silent. Jasper and Emmett had stopped laughing. And just as Edward turned to see what was going on behind him, I realized that it wasn't my throat that Leah wanted to slit. No she was staring daggers at Edward. More specifically, Edward's hand, planted firmly on my ass.

will leah murder edward? no, she wont. but will she murder bella? no. but if you're thinking another wave of drama is just beginning, you are correct.

this one is kinda long. erica did a great job, but i didnt so much. if you catch something do tell me.