That goddamn sex hair.

Just sayin.'

Stepping into Andy's empty living room, I groaned at the sound of the music that was coming from his bedroom, its volume already giving me an goddamn headache.

I guess that it's going to be that kind of a fucking night.

Pushing the kitchen door open after I reached it, I froze when I saw some random ass kid standing by the counter. Looking over his shoulder as soon as he heard my entrance, he smirked, bringing one of his hands up to his mouth to lick the brown paper that he was busy rolling.

"Splendid..."

Turning around after hearing the soft mumble that left my unfiltered system, he leaned against the counter with a grin, letting his eyes travel across my being in a way that had me feeling nothing but uncomfortable...

I mean, don't get me wrong here, ladies.

The kid was good looking and all, but...

Something about him was intimidating.

I turned around with the intention to head back out into the living room but his voice, it stopped me. "Awe, come on now, you don't have to leave...I'm good people."

Looking over my shoulder, I raised an eyebrow at the dude's own raised eyebrow.

"You in?" he asked, holding out the hand that held what he finished rolling up.

"I don't smoke."

"Well...there's always a first time for everything, don't you think?"

"No, I don't think," I mocked him, "I'm not into what you seem to be into, so..."

He hummed, pulling out a lighter from one of his jean pockets. "That's a shame."

I narrowed my eyes at him when he started heading over towards me, taking his good ol' time to light up the green that was hanging from his mouth. Placing my arms across my chest after he reached me, I held back from punching the dude's face when my own was hit with the thick fucking smoke that he decided to exhale right then and there. "What's your name, doll face?"

"It sure as fuck isn't doll face."

He whistled. "You're a wildcat, aren't you?"

Rolling my eyes at his excitement, I turned around to push the door open, wanting nothing more than to get away from this moron. Feeling his fingers around my arm, I ground my teeth together, for the anger that I was holding back...he was this close to receiving it, "Get your goddamn hand off of me."

"Awe, don't be like that, honey," I heard him laugh behind me before I growled at the pull that forced me back into the room that I wanted out of, "I'm just looking for a good time and you..." he paused, reaching out to run his free hand down the front of my hoodie, "You look like a good fucking time."

Feeling his fingers against the waistband of my jeans, I pushed the asshole away from me, not at all appreciating his flirtatious nature, "I wouldn't touch me if I were you, motherfucker..."

He raised an eyebrow, amused. "And why's that?"

"I'm here with Andy."

Taking a step towards me, he grinned, letting me know that he wasn't phased by my threat. "Is that supposed to scare me?" he asked as I leaned away from his advance, "Because that guy that you're here with, he's my cousin and I can assure you that he won't mind sharing what he already got a taste of..."

The door that my back was pressed up against, it was pulled open, making my ass in return quickly grab a hold of the kid's tee shirt in order to keep myself from falling over. "Nice," he smirked, looking down at my fingers that were holding onto the fabric that was covering his chest, "Your grip, it's pretty sweet…"

Letting go, I pushed him away from my space. Looking over my shoulder to find out who opened the door, my jaw dropped when I saw that it was Blue Eyes, whose attention wasn't on me but on the kid who I seemed to have gotten off on the wrong foot with. "James...what's up, man? Is everything cool in here?"

"Yeah, bro...everything's good, same old scene..." Looking at this 'James' character as he walked away from me, I raised an eyebrow at his demeanor, noticing that it changed into something else...something that lacked the forceful urgency that it seemed to have a few seconds ago... "I'm just trying to smoke, you know how it is."

Returning my attention back to Jasper, my brow raised higher when I saw that he was now glaring at me. "You good?" he asked me in a whisper that opposed what his eyes were giving out.

"Where's Andy?" I asked instead of answering his question.

"He's in the bathroom," was the short response that I received before he stepped inside to walk over to the other side of the room, all the while keeping his eyes on the kid who wasn't paying us any mind as he faced the counter, doing whatever it was that he was doing... "I'm just stopping in here to get a refill."

Watching him as he grabbed a beer bottle from one of the coolers that were placed by the wall, I nodded, "Sounds cool, I guess," I whispered, wondering what the hell Jasper Whitlock was doing here, for I never saw him hanging out with Andy before...

Reaching the door that I was holding open for him, Blue Eyes shot James another quick glance before he gave me a nod, "I'm gonna head back out again..."

I thanked him for letting me know, laughing a bit, what with the kid thinking that he had to do so for some reason.

"You're more than welcome to come with me, if you want?"

I smiled, over James' company. "That actually sounds pretty goddamn excellent."

Giving me a wink, Jasper reached above my head to hold the door open for me.

"Why thank you, kind motherfucking sir," I grinned, walking under his arm.

"You got it, ma'am," he laughed, following me out of the kitchen. After letting the door close behind him, the kid jogged up to my form that was making its way through the living room, "So, can I uh, possibly ask you something without getting verbally abused?"

Lowering my head as I continued walking, I pursed my lips together. "Possibly."

"What brings you around here, with this crowd?"

Meeting his eyes again, I scoffed. "I'm not 'with' any crowd, let alone this one..."

He hummed, smirking something sly as he looked ahead of us, "I can see that."

"What about you, though?" I asked when we reached our destination, "I mean, I've been friends with Andy for a good while now, been hanging out with the kid almost everyday—at least, up until about a week ago. You seem as if you're at home here, comfortable, I guess...which is cool and all but, kinda weird to me at the same time, cause I never saw you around before..."

"You haven't?" I narrowed my eyes at the kid's scrunched together brows, feeling as if he was mocking me or something...and he in return, shrugged...dismissing my suspicious observation as he pulled Andy's bedroom door open. "Well, ladies first..."

Conversation's done, I guess.

Stepping inside after rolling my eyes at his 'no comment' attitude, I took a couple of seconds to look around the room to 'investigate' what I might have in store for the rest of the night, or better yet...what kind of bullshit that I'll have to deal with.

Well, I thought to myself when I noticed that there were only two chicks here, this is something new and surprising. Typically, there were more females when it came down to Andy and his normal crew of hookers, so...you know...it was a big shocker.

There was a red-headed broad who was sitting on top of the radiator by the open window, poisoning the night air with the cigarette that she was busy chain-smoking. Grinning at the sneer that she greeted me with when she noticed my presence, I turned my attention over to the blonde-haired chick whose back was facing me while she sat on some dude's lap, whispering words against his face that I couldn't see, what with her being practically smothering his own.

Well...

Don't mind me, bitch.

Do you.

Climbing onto Andy's bed, I crawled over to the other side that was by the wall so that I could lean against it and face the assembly of people who I didn't fucking know...with the exception of the mysterious Mr. Blue Eyes, who I've met twice before. Laying my chin on top of my bent knees, I wrapped my arms around my legs and just...sat there, feeling nothing but completely out of place while I watched everyone chit-chatting and laughing about bullshit that I didn't care to be 'in' on...

What was taking Andy so long, man?

Looking over at Jasper, who was now sitting on the floor with his back hunched over, I opened up my mouth to call him over...only to jump from the sound of the door hitting the wall after it was slammed open. "You!" Andy growled, pointing a goddamn finger at my form, "Get the fuck up!"

So much for talking...

Noticing all of the attention that Andy's theatrics gained as I looked around the room, my eyes, they widened when they landed on the face that belonged to the kid who Blondie was still sitting on, "Holy shit, messy-bronze-hair-owner, holy shit..." I whispered to myself because honest to God, ladies...

How can a motherfucker look that good right now?

As soon as he looked away from Andy, I lowered my head, not wanting to get caught eye fucking the shit out of him after spending a good minute - or eight, but who's counting - just plain out...staring at his features.

"What were you doing with James, B?"

Lifting my head at the random ass question that I was asked, I raised an eyebrow at Andy, all the while trying to ignore the audience that he assembled as everyone's gaze settled upon us. "What are you talking about?"

"My cousin, Bella, what the fuck were you doing with him?"

Giving the asshole a glare that held nothing but warning, I kept my eyes on him as I crawled out of bed, "Let's go," I gritted when I reached the dumb-ass because I was seriously not even ten goddamn seconds away from slaughtering him in front of his crew of buddies...

"We need to talk." Obviously I thought, before I nodded at the door, silently telling him that we should go out into the hallway to do what we 'needed' to do, "Now."

Rolling my eyes at his demand, I shoulder-shoved my way past him, thinking that he'd follow me but as soon as I stepped out into the hallway, I was pulled back, the yank over the bottom hem of my hoodie sharp enough that it had me stumbling over my feet. "Are you fucking ins—"

"You're not leaving me."

I growled something that couldn't be contained. "If you don't...let go of my shi—"

"You're nothing but a fucking whore!"

I'm clearly, going to jail tonight for murder.

Just fucking sayin.'

Pushing himself up to his feet after hearing Andy's 'declaration,' Jasper gave the kid who my eyes were molesting a minute ago a single nod that granted him company, and when they both started heading over towards us, I groaned. "Great," I mumbled, slapping Hardy's goddamn hand off of my fabric, "Always starting shit that doesn't need to be fucking started...I swear to God, — "

"Yo, A-man..." Mr. Too-Hot-For-His-Own-Good began after he and Blue Eyes reached us, placing himself on my right side as Jasper stood by my left, "Come outside with me for a cigarette, yeah?"

"You and I need to talk, B," Andy spat, ignoring the kid's offer.

"Right," I laughed, keeping my eyes on Andy as I tried to avoid the kid's presence by not giving him a single glance, for I knew that if I got a closer look at what he had to offer, I'd for sure make a fool of myself, "Like that's gonna happen after what just went down..."

Nudging me away from Andy and therefore into his buddy as he stepped in between us to walk over to the door, Jasper grinned at the mumbled apology that left my being as I brushed the hand that found my lower back away from me, all the while keeping my gaze from meeting my 'saviors' own. "A, I've been meaning to show you something that I got for my car earlier," Pixie's boy toy started, patting his shoulder, "Since it seems as if you need to cool down anyway, now sounds like the perfect time. Come on."

He ended up agreeing after a few seconds, letting me know that he'd be back, acting as if I actually cared as he pointed a finger at me. "Don't go anywhere, we still need to talk."

"Oh, but of course," I gritted, walking over to the door after he stepped out of the room, "You better count on it," I continued, giving his retreating form the middle finger for even thinking that he could tell me what to do, "You piece of shit."

After they both disappeared from my sight, I turned around to face the room again only to choke when I came face to face with the prettiest goddamn green colored eyes that were seriously just staring right back at me...and making my mouth water.

Was I...drooling?

Lifting one of my hands up to my face, I ran the tips of my fingers across my mouth before I let my arm drop back down to the side, noticing the smirk that my 'fascination' produced. With a grimace, I quickly turned around to walk out of the room, or better yet...run, out of the fucking room, like my ass was sprinkled with gasoline and there was a match nearby, ready to set the bitch on fire.

Taking a seat on one of the lawn chairs that were scattered throughout the porch, I shook my head at the situation that I placed myself in, thinking that I was nothing but fucking stupid for letting myself come here after work...

I mean, to be completely honest...deep down inside, I knew that I'd find Andy high by the time that I showed up, yet here I am now...bummed out from being proven right, yet pissed off at the same time because I had no other choice but to deal with him being that way since I had nowhere else to go.

Petty drama aside, I'd rather spend the night here than at home...

Cause who the hell knows what could possibly be waiting for my ass back there.

Now you see what I mean about Andy and I just using each other?

Sitting up when I heard the sound of the front door swinging open, I looked over my shoulder...only to lick my lips some when I saw the face that belonged to the person who interrupted my thoughts.

Sex Hair.

Stepping outside after I looked away from him, he started heading over towards the chair that I was sitting next to. "You don't mind if I smoke out here, do you?" he asked, patting down his jean pockets.

Baby, you can do whatever you want to fucking do.

To me, preferably.

"Alright," he laughed a bit, "I'll take that as a no..."

Lowering my head, I cursed my nonexistent filter, "Yeah, uh…just igno—"

"No worries." I looked up with a raised eyebrow and he shrugged, nudging his chair a bit closer to mine before taking a seat. "That reaction that I just got from you? I get it all the time, especially whenever I deal with the female population. I'm kind of used to it, so..."

Humming something nonchalant, I looked away from him, "Figures," I whispered to myself, dude's got the looks but he's an arrogant cock-sucker, "I should've known…"

"Should've known what?"

Meeting those eyes of his that had me thinking that my mouth was leaking earlier, I dismissed his question with a shake of my head. Leaning forward as I leaned back into my chair, he kept my attention by lighting up the cigarette that he placed in between his lips.

"What are you looking at?" I asked after a minute, because his gaze...

It grew a bit too piercing as it started roaming across my face.

Grinning around his smoke, he shook his head, looking out into the yard as he leaned back into his chair. "Nothing."

"Right," I whispered in regard to his 'nothing,' letting my own eyes meet the stars that brightened the darkened sky.

I must look like an attention-seeking bitch who likes getting stared at, cause...

Feeling his eyes on my skin once again, I started tapping my foot against the wooden porch floor that was supporting it…increasing the speed of my leg's up and down movements when he infinitesimally raised the volume of the tune that he's been humming for the last five goddamn minutes.

Lifting my head from the top of the chair that it was resting on, I narrowed my eyes at him.

At the sudden scrutiny that he gained, he smirked, leaning over to stub his cigarette out into the astray that was placed by his sneakers. "So, what's your story?"

"My story?"

He nodded, missing the raised eyebrow that I was giving his hair as he - out of fucking nowhere - reached out a bit to pick up a cigarette filter that someone tossed on the floor earlier, "Yeah, you know, your story…"

It's like, do I fucking know you, dude?

What kind of shit is he trying to pull with me here?

We hardly exchanged any words, and he wants to know 'my story?'

"Oh riiiiiiiiight!" I started in some excited type of a whisper as I sat up, throwing my hands up into the air as if to say why the hell didn't I think of that, "Well, gosh, I mean...this is...this is like, a huge step for me, man. To confide in someone who might not be able to handle the epic-ness that consists of 'my story?' I don't know if I should actually go there with you cause, you see, I've been told by a lot of people that my tale left them feeling a bit too overwhelmed after they heard it so, I'm kind of second guessing myself here, letting you in on something that could and I quote, blow you away..."

He grinned something crooked, pulling out another cigarette. "Try me."

"Where should I start?" I hummed, laying it thick with obvious sarcasm...

That the kid didn't at all catch, as he shrugged. "Start wherever you wa—"

"Oh, get the fuck real, you asshole!" I snapped, irritated by his casualness. Leaning towards him after he exhaled his smoke with the left side of his mouth raised higher than the right, I continued, "You're nothing but a fucking stranger, what makes you think that I'm going to go ahead and tell you about myself? The only thing that I do know about your dumb-ass being is that you're all buddy buddy with Andy so with that observation being as it is, your try of 'let's get to know each other' is a wasted effort on your part. Do the both of us a solid by giving it up, you prick."

"Well, I can see that you're socially brilliant with the people who you meet, yeah?"

My jaw dropped, as he remained as calm as a motherfucker…

"Actually, I'm kind of surprised that I found you out here all alone. I mean, shouldn't you have a following of some sort?"

"Oh my God, this is...wait, this is us meeting right now?" I asked dramatically, staying put, all up in his space and whatnot, "Like...meeting, meeting?"

He pursed his lips together to hide his smile. Leaning back into his chair, he took another drag of his cigarette before he exhaled something that I wanted to inhale. "I suppose so..."

"Well, shit, where the fuck are my manners?" I asked myself with theatrical disgust before I cleared my throat, "Allow me to formally introduce myself," I began, holding one of my hands out, "My name's None Of Your Goddamn Business. Yours must be Can't Take A Hint Asswipe. Soooo nice to meet you."

Reaching out, he laughed something that vibrated his chest as he grabbed a hold of my hand to shake it. "You might be on the right track by thinking that I'm some kind of an asswipe who can't take a hint but, you wouldn't gain my attention if you were to ever call me out, since that's not my real name..."

Interested in what his mom named her God-like son, I stayed quiet.

Shit, ladies...

If she named the dude 'God,' himself...I wouldn't blame the woman.

Letting go of my fingers, he leaned over once again to put out his unfinished cigarette. "It's Edward," he told me with a grin before he sat back, running his fingers through his hair, "And it's a pleasure to meet you, whatever your name is..."

"Oh, but the pleasure's all mine," I whispered, mocking sincerity.

He rolled his eyes at me before he looked out into the yard. "I bet."

"And..." I continued, getting his attention as I laughed. "It's Bella."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He lowered his head and smiled something too goddamn adorable...

Making me grin as I kept my eyes on him...

For his all of a sudden shyness, it was nothing but endearing to me.

"Bella?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't uh, take this the wrong way, but…"

"But?"

"What's your deal with Andy?" he asked, "I mean, do you use or something?"

I looked at him like, this motherfucker. "Are you..."

"Am I what?" he asked as I cocked my head to the side.

"Are you okay, up there?" I asked, giving my temple a few taps.

His jaw dropped, offended. "Why would you think that I'm not?"

"Oh no," I whispered quickly, waving my hand around, "My bad, I uh...I didn't mean to be rude, assuming that something might be wrong with that brain that you could very well be lacking...insane of me, actually...to think that that question of yours wasn't a typical one that you'd ask a motherfucker who you just met. As a matter of fact, let's lay all of our shit bare by getting personal right now...tell me a big secret."

"Christ," he mumbled, standing up, "You're something else, you know that?"

"Well if I didn't know it before, I sure as hell do now, Mr. Fucking Know It All."

He ignored that, walking over to the door. "I'm done chain-smoking for the night."

I raised an eyebrow at the back of the kid's head because on a serious note...

Why did he feel as if he honestly had to 'inform' me of what he was done doing?

"Let's head in," the It's All About Me idiot said, answering my internal dialogue.

"Oh goodie!" I shouted in mock excitement as I stood up, "It's like, God, Edward...my heart, it's full of fucking rainbows right now, hearing that you're finally done chain-smoking for the night. No lie, I've been on pins and fucking needles, waiting for this moment to arrive cause, I mean...it's not like you were the one who joined me out here..."

He held the door open for me with a wide smile. "After you, princess."

I practically shoved myself into the living room, 'accidentally' jamming my shoulder right into the kid's chest as I walked past him with a menacing growl. "Calling me of all people a princess, I'll show you who's a fucking princess…"

"Bella, come on," I heard him start again after his laughter died out, "It was a joke..."

"Your face is a joke, Ass-ward."

"Ass-ward? What kind of a bullshit...hey, wait up," he 'requested' a request that I didn't at all listen to as I kept on moving my feet through the hallway...only to groan a few seconds later when he caught up to me, "What's up with the nickname?"

"Leave me alone."

"Ass-ward, though?" the cocky fuck grinned, not leaving me alone.

As soon as Andy's bedroom door came into view, I gave him the middle finger before I started turning my steps into a slow warming up kind of a sprint / jog, wanting to reach our intended destination first like the greedy little competitor that I could be.

"Yeah, the fuck, right," the kid laughed beside me before he took off, running like a goddamn track star and therefore, beating me at my own game...and easily, at that...

Reaching him, I hid the jealousy that the prick's athletic abilities created by raising an eyebrow at his still form instead, seeing as to how he was just standing there, in front of the closed door that he could've already had opened by now. "Well, what the fuck are you waiting for, an invitation?"

"Oh, did you want me to open the door for you, Bella?" he asked me in mock stun, pursing his lips together at the huff that left me afterwards, "And here I thought that you were one of those broads who didn't appreciate shit like that..."

I opened the door. "Thank God I won't be seeing your ass after tonight. Thank...God."

Dismissing Edward when he went to tell me something, I stepped into the room and headed over to the bed that I was previously occupying, ignoring the apologetic smile that Andy gave me as he sat on the floor with his clan.

Letting my back rest against the wall that was supporting it earlier, I grimaced when I spotted Blondie running over towards the kid who I just 'met,' the one who wasn't paying her any mind as he took a seat on the couch that was placed across the room. Sitting up a bit, I went to warn the prick but as soon as she jumped, his hands flew up to her hips and in return, stopped them from landing on his balls. "T, what the fu—"

Giggling in response to who the fuck knows what, 'T' squashed the irritation that her boy's voice was laced with by wrapping her arms around Edward's neck as he lowered her down to his lap. Looking over her shoulder, Ass-ward rolled his eyes at the grin that Jasper was sporting from his spot on the floor. 'That's all on you, man,' Pixie's fantasy mouthed, shrugging at the grimace that showed up over his friend's face afterwards.

The soft snort that left my throat, it ended as soon as Andy gained my attention by climbing onto the bed. "I'm sorry for earlier," he tried, frowning at the glare that I provided him with, "I'm just...you mean a lot to me, you know?"

"You're unbelievable, man."

"Thank you, baby," he smiled like the true dumb-ass that he was as he placed his dirty hands over my cheeks, "Come here..."

Slapping his hands off of me, I leaned away from the kid who seemed to have lost his fucking mind, thinking that he could honestly get away with kissing me right now, "I am, one hundred percent, done with your bullshit, Andy. This 'relationship' that you think that we share, it's nothing but delusional and I'm telling you right now that whatever it is, it's over. You need to get it through your head that this 'fantasy' of yours, it's not real because on a serious note, your behavior, it's starting to fucking creep me out like no other..."

He grinned something totally crazy as he leaned towards me again, which had me thinking that I actually might have to 302 his ass. "You and I, B? We aren't over..."

"Andy, please. Don't make me laugh."

"What exactly do you find so funny?"

"You thinking that you honestly have some type of a hold on me. That's what."

"I want you, B…and if I can't fucking have you, than no one can."

While I was trying to figure out how I could possibly get a hold of Dr. Phil's number, Andy's lips found my throat. "What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?" I hissed, pushing his face away from my space before I climbed over him, "I'm gone..."

As soon as I reached the door, his hands were on me, pulling me away from the only exit that I could take with a low growl leaving his chest. "You're fucking stupid, thinking that you could just leave me like th—"

I turned around and pushed him away from me, causing his grip to leave my arm as he stumbled back into Blondie, who looked over her shoulder with a glare that was directed at me. Edward's attention left Jasper's as Andy pushed himself off of the broad and when his eyes met mine, he grinned something innocent, unaware of what was taking place around him it seemed like.

Wrapping his arms around my shoulders, Andy laughed as he tried to eliminate the attention that his fall gained. Stepping forward, he forced me to take a step back and when he started leading me over to the door that I failed to reach a minute ago, I had no choice but to hold onto him, for my balance...

"You're mine, Bella...what, about that fact, don't you understand?"

Moving my hands over to his chest after hearing the conviction that his voice contained, I shoved him away from my space, for his, it was honest to God starting to scare me now. "Andy, just...let it go, man. You're getting out of line right now..."

Grabbing onto my hoodie as I reached behind my back to wrap my fingers around the metal that I needed to twist, he yanked me away from the door. "Where are you going?" he hissed, "You're aren't listening to me...you, you can't leave me…"

Now, I'm fed up.

Honest to God, people...

I'm thoroughly fed...the fuck...up.

Punching his hand off of my goddamn fabric that mind you, people who know me know not to touch, I snapped in a growl that I couldn't control the volume of. "I'm gone, Andy! Get it through your head that I'm the fuck out of here!"

At hearing the tremble within my voice, Edward tapped Blondie's hip. "Get up."

Irritated by the attention that this whole thing captured when I honestly wasn't looking for any kind of spotlight whatsoever, I shook my head as the broad climbed off of his lap before I turned around to just fucking leave...

"Duuude…" I whispered in absolute awe, amazed by the balls that Andy grew as he stopped me by grabbing a hold of my arm, "I'm going to fucking kill y—"

Reaching us, Edward cut my threat short by giving the back of Andy's neck a few light taps. Resting his hand over the muscles there, he gave me a wink that I lowered my head at. "Hardy, what's going on, man? The girl, she said that she wanted to leave…"

"This has nothing to do with you, E."

Lifting my head, I caught the tense grin that Edward's lips formed…the very same one that Andy's words created. "It seems as if you're not getting what I'm trying to fucking tell you here, bro…so allow me to fucking clarify so that I can get you on the same goddamn page, yeah?"

"Uhm…Edward?" I started, noticing his previously relaxed fingers as they started tightening around Andy's neck, "Maybe we should all just —"

Stepping in between us, the kid who I literally just met ignored the nerves that my voice held as he took a hold of Andy's wrist to pull his hand off of my arm. "This chick who's standing behind me, she said that she's gone...meaning that she wants to fucking leave. Now, I don't know the specifics, as in what exactly she wants out of...whether it be from your place or from your involvement, I don't give a fuck. My point is, is that she doesn't seem to want to be in your company as of right now. You saw that earlier when you acted like a dip-shit and you saw that a second ago, by the way that she was glaring at you when you put your fucking hands on her..."

Wrapping his fingers around Edward's wrist when the kid's hold tightened even more around his neck, Andy grimaced something that was filled with discomfort, something that he didn't even bother hiding, "Yo, E...chill out for a second, man..."

"Fuck chilling out for a second, Hardy...let me know, did I make myself clear?"

Meeting Edward's raised eyebrow, Andy nodded. "Yeah, E. I got it. I'm sorry."

Edward's jaw tensed as his other hand went to the front of his buddy's neck, where he earned himself a better hold by having all of his fingers surrounding the dude's throat. "I'm not the one who you should be apologizing to, you fucking dope show. You crossed the line with Bella, not me..." he told him, "Tell the girl that you're sorry for the way that you acted before I snap your motherfucking neck cause if I gotta ask you again..."

"I'm sorry for the way that I acted, Bella. It was...it was uncalled for and I'm sorry."

Wow, I thought after hearing the apology that Andy gave me, that's something...new.

Kid never...ever...backed down that fast. He'd keep up with the bullshit for a while.

"Good man," Edward whispered with a smile that appeared out of nowhere, letting his hands fall from what they were practically choking a second ago as he finally met my eyes, "Go ahead, Bella," he told me, giving the hallway a quick nod as he laid a couple of friendly pats against Andy's back, "You're free to go."

Leaving the room after letting the undercover criminal know that he didn't need to tell me twice, I closed the door behind me, unwilling to look back or even take the time to wonder what the hell just happened as I made my way out of the house cause seriously, people of the future jury...what in the holy fuck...just happened?

Edward Cullen.

Edward Cullen is crazy...

Nothing but crazy.

Fuck crazy, he's...he's...he's insane!

All that I know, is that I was a second away from becoming a goddamn witness up in that motherfucker...so with that thought, I ran over to my truck before I tossed myself in that bitch, thinking that I needed to get the hell out of dodge...

Hearing the all too familiar sound that my baby produced after I tried to start her up...the one that told me that the battery died on me once again, I groaned, dropping my forehead on the steering wheel that I wouldn't be moving around tonight...

Did you people know that it was a known fact that life hated me?

Stepping out of my truck, I kicked the door after I slammed it shut.

Then, I apologized to it, cause it didn't fault...the fucking battery did.

Talking to myself, I started heading down the street to walk my ass home...

And don't look at me like that, motherfuckers.

It's what I do, when shit gets rough.

After a couple of minutes of back and forth chit chatting that incorporated a growl or two in between words, I started hearing footsteps behind me...which, cued my fucking paranoia...that in return, had me running.

Bella Swan + Running = Disaster waiting to happen.

So here I am, once again sprawled out on the ground, after my feet tripped me.

"Fuck my life!" I screamed, closing my eyes with no clear intention of getting up.

If I ended up getting mugged as a result, it would only complete my fucking day.

"Bella!"

My eyes snapped open as soon as I heard his voice. "Oh God no..."

Please, no.

No, no, no...

After he reached my form, Sex Hair, he kneeled down to my level, "Are you alright?"

I mean, does it look like I'm fucking alright? I thought, watching his eyes as they roamed my being, looking for any injuries that I might've acquired from the fall, I'm assuming. "Yeah, I'm good," I told him after a second, "This thing, it happens all the time, so...no worries."

"Here," he said, "Let me help you up."

"No, it's cool," I pushed his hands away from me, putting his aid to a quick stop as I sat up. "I got down here by myself so I can get up the same exact way. Don't be an idiot. Idiot."

"Don't be stubborn," he retorted, grabbing a hold of my arms now, "Just let m—"

"I said that I got it, Edward!" I shouted, shoving the kid away from me with a glare that had him immediately leaning away from my anger as he straightened himself out, holding his hand up by his shoulders...

"Christ, okay, you got it," he mumbled, looking down at me, "Clearly…"

Pushing myself off of the ground, I ran my hands over my poor ass that has taken way too many hits today. "So?" I asked. He raised a brow. "What the hell was that about?"

"What was what about?"

"Why were you following me around like some kind of a goddamn creeper?" I clarified. "I mean, you scared the shit out of me, hence me running and therefore, falling on my ass. All because of you."

"I just wanted to make sure that you got home okay," he said, "I stepped outside to smoke a cigarette only to see you stalking away from your truck...after you, of course, kicked it...which was pretty fucking funny by the way, just sayin."

I shrugged…

"You know what was even funnier, though?" he asked, cocking his head to the side a bit, "You talking to yourself," he smirked, "I could've sworn that I heard some random growls mixed in there too, but, I'm not sure, what with all of the lions, tigers, and bears that we got running around on this street..."

Rolling my eyes, I slid my hands into the pockets that were attached to my hoodie, "Yeah, well, my truck decided to fucking die on me, which is…whatever. I know my way home, though, so…"

"Cool."

I raised an eyebrow, seeing as to how he wasn't moving. "Why are you still here?"

"I'll walk you home."

I laughed, shaking my head, "That's unnecessary, man. Honestly, I'm good to go."

"Bella, it's late..." I shrugged and he groaned, placing his arms across his chest. "I'm not going to just let you walk yourself home alone. I'd be retarded to do so and my mom, she'd literally kick my ass if she ever found out."

"Is your mom here?"

He rolled his eyes. "No, but she has a way of finding shit out, regardless. Plus..."

"Plus?"

"You're a chick."

"And?" I asked, more than ready to strangle this goddamn dude if he says...

"Chicks, they're fucking vulnerable," he answered, as if the shit was obvious.

Just like that, huh?

Well, I'll show him fucking vulnerable.

Taking a step towards him, I looked up into the kid's eyes and nearly choked from their allure before I told my brain to snap out of it and to get back into the game. With an arched brow, I cocked my head to the side while I allowed my gaze the pleasure of traveling down his body before making its way back up again and repeating the circuit a few times, simply because...

Nice.

Moot point, but...

Nice.

Meeting that green color again after my assessment was through, I bit onto my bottom lip, causing the lovely, lovely body that was in front of mine to visibly tense up as he looked down at it, "Wha..." clearing his throat, he brought his eyes back to mine, "What are you doing?"

I smirked, allowing my lip its freedom in the process.

Instead of answering his question, I placed my palms against his chest for support before I slowly stood up on my tippy toes, bringing my face closer to his, bit by bit...

Stopping when our noses were left centimeters apart, my eyes...they followed those pretty green ones that found my mouth once again and when the kid's tongue softly ran itself across his bottom lip, I held onto my laughter by tilting my head up some, causing his own in response to twist to the side a little bit...just like I anticipated.

"Fucking shit!"

Lowering my foot back down to the ground after his entire being hit the concrete, I smiled a smile that imitated a kid on Christmas day, stepping over Edward's body...

Edward's body, that was currently in a fetal position.

Raising an eyebrow at the jewels that he was holding, the ones that I kneed, I stood above him with my arms across across my chest. "I'm fucking vulnerable, yeah?"

"Completely unnecessary," he groaned with his eyes closed, not moving.

I snorted, walking away from the 'man.' "I'll see you around, Assward. Or not..."

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