CHAPTER TWO

Dogfight

Everyone, except Paul and me, started laughing. Quil, who was sitting in the chair next to Paul, laughed so hard he fell off his chair. It didn't bother him one bit, he just kept on laughing while lying on the floor. Fucking idiot!

Paul gave me a dark look and growled. Yeah you heard me. He growled...at me. Oh hell no!

"Are you growling at me?" I asked. "Because you really shouldn't do that in public or you should at least wear a dog collar when you do. That way you won't end up in a pound like the mingy mongrel you are."

AAAHHHWW shit. I couldn't go one second, just ONE SECOND without insulting him? What the hell is wrong with me? Although... he did deserve it.

He looked at me like he was gonna explode. Thank god my cell phone rang at exactly that moment. The YMCA ring tone sounded in the room.

"AAWW hell!" I groaned. I picked up the phone. "Edward," I said in a cold voice.

"Bella, love, thank God you're alright. What did I tell you about visiting those dogs?" Growls erupted from the wolves standing in the room.

"What did I tell you about insulting my friends? I figured since you ignore everything I say to you I should take a page out of your book and ignore everything you say to me too. Irritating isn't it?" I smirked.

"Fine I will stop insulting that little pack of rabid dogs you choose to call friends. Will you come home now, where you belong? We can try having sex if you want to," He said in a cocky tone.

I instantly felt a wave of anger because I knew exactly what he was doing. He knew I was in a room full of werewolves that have excellent hearing. He was trying to embarrass me so bad I'd just run home. And he was right. A part of me wanted to do just that. But what he didn't understand was I changed. After he left me lost and crying my heart out on the forest ground I changed. How could I not?

The old Bella Swan would have turned as red as a tomato, running out of the room trying to determine if it was possible to die from embarrassment.

But the new me, who still turned just as red as a tomato, thought fuck him! I was so angry with him for trying to do this to me, trying to manipulate me this way; I decided it was time for a little revenge.

"Edward! First off all, how can you say you'll stop insulting my friends while you're still insulting them in the same sentence? Second of all I am home, I'm sorry but I feel more at home with the pack then I do at your house these days and you have no one to blame for that but yourself.

And third off all Edward, there is no point in me coming there so we can "try" to have sex. I say this with all the love I possess you are either frigid, or you're gay. You need to figure out which one it is so we can either continue our relationship with the help of a sex therapist, or end this relationship so you can go and be happy with a man! Now I advise you to think about it for some time before you call me back."

With that last sentence I ended the call. I turned around and saw that everyone in the room was looking at me with an open mouth and a shocked expression. Even Paul.

"What?" I asked. "He totally deserved it, for trying to embarrass me in front of you guys. Asshole."

They just kept looking at me. My eyes found Jacob; the second our eyes met we started laughing our asses of. A couple of seconds later everyone else joined in.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! I would have given everything to see the expression on that bloodsucker's face. That shit was priceless!" Quil yelled.

"Yeah seriously, Bells. Remind me never to get on your bad side," Jared laughed.

My phone beeped indicating I just received a text message.

I read it, and started smiling.

"What is it Bells? Tell me it's not the leech is it, because if it is he's just a glutton for punishment," Jake said.

"No its Emmet. He says:

Bella,

We all heard the conversation you had with Edward and baby sis let me tell you now if it was possible to die from laughter we would totally be dead... again.

Seriously you should have seen his face. It's like he woke up in a big pile of shit.

It was off the map funny. When you accused him of being frigid he didn't like it but when you said he might be gay I think he was actually experiencing physical pain. Serves him right, you're the hottest piece off ass he's come across in a century and he wants to worship you from a distance. Fucking pussy.

Emmett

"So, you actually wanna fuck the bloodsucker? Won't that make you a necrophiliac?" Paul asked.

I turned my face to him. "Shut the fuck up! I can screw whoever the hell I wanna screw!" I yelled.

He raised his eye brows. "Well apparently not!" He smirked.

"Mind your own business old yeller, it's not like you're exactly normal!"

"Well at least I have a pulse!" He yelled back.

Everyone was watching us their heads going left and right, just like they were watching a tennis match.

"Not having a pulse doesn't mean I'm not gonna fuck him!"

"No apparently not, you freak!"

"Freak? Freak? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A FREAK YOU OVERGROWN MUTT? I'm not the one who changes into a fucking mutant werewolf the size of a horse!" I screamed.

"Yeah, well I'll take being a mutant freak over fucking a corpse any day of the week," he screamed back.

"Fuck you, Beethoven!" I said.

"You should take your own advice leech lover!" With that last puzzling statement he got up and left.

Ooooh fuck! That did not go according to plan!