A/N: Heyyyy kids =], here is chapter 7, hope you enjoy, sorry I fail and it took so long

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Chapter Seven:

Oh, Why, Hello Karma, So Nice Of You To Pay A Visit

The world tilted on is axis. The first thing my eyes fixed on was the rabbit pattern tile on the wall of the shower. It looked like it was from the 50's with the way it was fading.

My eyes journeyed throughout the room. I realized I was laying on the bathroom rug. Alone.

After a few minutes of trying to remember how I had gotten here, I sat up.

As soon as I did though I realized what a huge mistake it was. My head throbbed and I instinctively rubbed it soothingly with my hand.

Fuck, what the hell happened last night? The last thing I could remember clearly was Jacob carrying me up to his room.

My vision was having a hard time focusing on anything for long periods of time. My headache was becoming increasingly worse. I looked up to the counter. An almost empty glass of water sat there.

Hmm.... for a moment I thought that somehow the water should register. But it didn't.

Then it hit me in my head exactly where I was. Shit. I needed to get out of here before anyone saw me walk home from the frat house. I didn't need any walk of shames messing with my credibility.

I stood up slowly, glancing around the room to make sure I hadn't dropped anything. My purse was tucked neatly behind the toilet. I checked the inside making sure nothing was stolen. Luckily it seem unharmed.

I found my phone to see what time it was: 6:44 am

Hopefully no one would be up yet. I made my way to the door and opened it as quietly as I possibly could. I first hung my head out to investigate the hallway. It was clear so I started to tip toe across the floor.

I passed by Jacob's room and noticed the door was ajar. I figured it would be nice to thank him for taking me away from the party before I starting acting like a complete idiot. When I looked in, though, I noticed two lumps laying on Jake's bed. One was definitely Jacob, but the other one was noticeably smaller than him and the only thing that wasn't covered with his comforter was long flowing blonde locks.

It dawned on me that Jake did not spend the night alone, which brought a smile to my face. Good. That made me happy. I would have to find out who that girl was later and interrogate the crap out of her. I smiled at the thought.

I backed away from his door and finally made my way out of the house. While I was leaving I noticed how completely destroyed everything was. There was toilet paper strung over the chandelier, hanging in every direction. Red plastic cups were overturned and adorning any flat surface in the place.

Man, that had to be one of the wildest parties I had ever attended. Wish I could have stayed sober enough to remember more of it.

I snuck out the front door and closed it softly. It was still dusk outside and very cold. I only had my cop costume on. I shivered horrendously and started to make a run for my car.

I got in the driver's side seat and started it up finally turning the heater on. Once I was sure I wasn't going to get frost bite, I turned it immediately off though. If there was definitely one thing I didn't do, it was car heaters.

It always was just an instant reaction whenever I was in a car to ask them to turn down the heater. I always got so many complaints, but it was either deal with their complaining or deal with a full blown panic attack. I didn't like breathing in hot air, it was just unsettling.

When I got home, I searched to see if Alice had returned yet. I chanced her door but it was locked and an enraged feeling of jealousy burned through me as I realized cowboy was probably on the other side of this door. Bastard.

Whatever. She can just deal with the hangover herself. If she looks for any help I sure as shit wasn't going to be there.

I made my way to my room and locked the door behind me. I shut the blinds and fell into my bed, passing out almost instantly.

***

Later that day I awoke when my phone rang, I cleared my throat and answered it with a scratchy voice

"Hello?"

It was my boss, I could tell by how frantic she always seemed. "Bella! We need you down at the restaurant, Angela and Ben called in and we're swamped, Please!"

I groaned loud enough for her to hear and finally muttered, "Fine, but I get cut first! I had a rough night last night and I don't know how long I can stand... standing."

She laughed and thanked me.

I stretched my sore limbs and yawned. The sunlight was peeking in through the side of the shades. I wonder how long I was sleeping so I glanced at the clock. It was almost 5 pm. Damn, I don't think I had ever slept that long. Was I doing jumping jacks last night or something?

I pulled myself out of bed and got ready for work.

***

The restaurant I worked at was a little Italian place. It was cozy and attracted a lot of couples, which I couldn't stand most of the time. The boys always ordered shit they had no idea the ingredients of to impress the girls. While the girls always ordered shit like salads to keep from getting fat, which was insane because they were as skinny as toothpicks.

I dealt with it though, I had to. We couldn't afford the apartment if I didn't work. It wasn't as exciting as Alice's job but it paid the bills.

Alice worked as a receptionist slash clerk girl for her mom's clothing boutique. She always got to raid the clearance racks and got really awesome discounts. At least I didn't have to deal with Esme as a boss though, one thing I had on Alice. As long as Esme wasn't involved I was cool with working anywhere.

Saturday nights were the worst, though. We were insanely busy and I was almost to the point of vomiting from exhaustion. This hangover was really kicking my ass. I don't recall one that had ever last this long. I was tired and ready for bed again but I kept my game face on as I served each table.

Finally at the end of the night I was counting up my tips when one of the servers came up to me and starting talking to me. His name was Mike Newton and we had a English class together. He always had arrogant remarks about the prompts we were given. There was something about him that rubbed me the wrong way. I humored him as he spoke, "Hey Bella. So, I think I saw you last night at the Beta Party"

I looked up from the money I was counting to meet his eyes, "Yeah I was there, I didn't see you though."

He chuckled, "Well yeah we didn't stay long. We had some other parties to hit up. So, you were dressed as a cop, eh?" He put on the most cocky smile I had ever seen him wear then, which made me want to puke in his shoes.

I mocked him while obviously rolling my eyes, "Yep, that was me."

He continued with a half attempt at conversation while I half listened to him.

"So, get pretty drunk?"

I snorted. "You could say that."

"Do you remember anything?"

I sighed then, tired of this conversation. I searched my memory for any recollection of last night but none came to me, "No I really don't-"

I was stopped as the dream appeared in my mind. I remembered every single detail, from the handcuffs to the color of Alice's underwear.

Weird... it seemed so real. I got lost in that train of thought while Mike kept trying to talk to me.

Our boss must have been an angel in an earlier life because she chose that exact moment to walk over and tell me to "get the hell out of this stinking place" and I happily obliged.

I drove home and decided to watch some TV and just veg for a while. I wondered then if Alice had kicked cowboy out yet. I didn't want to get up from my spot on the couch to check so I text her. Yeah, it was lazy, but fuck , I was tired.

Hey, are you home?

-Bella

Almost immediately I received a response from her:

Not yet, but almost, I went shopping.

-Alice

Alice? Shopping? INCONCEIVABLE!

I chuckled and threw my phone on the cushion that I wasn't occupying and switched on the TV and waited for her to get home.

She walked in not even ten minutes later with a mysterious brown paper sack in her arms. Wait, those looked like groceries.... something was up.

She smiled at me and bounced towards the kitchen. I dragged my heavy body off the couch to join her. She never went grocery shopping. I was interested in what she could have bought. Hopefully she had some good ol' Tylenol or something to the equivalent for my headache.

I was surprised when she pulled out a full handle of Captain Morgan.

"Uh... Alice? Drinking? Really? I'm still feeling the effects of last night."

She smiled a wryly little smile that just screamed she had something up her sleeve.

I figured she was having company or something.

"Cowboy coming over again?"

She laughed and shook my question off.

"I just thought we could both use a little taste of the dog that bit us. Might make us both feel better."

I shrugged and finally gave. She was right. It might make me feel better. Tomorrow was Sunday and neither of us had class so why the hell not?

She had also rented a movie for us to watch and she poured us both glasses of Captain & Coke while I popped it in. It looked like a comedy from the cover of it. I settled back on the couch and waited for Alice to join me.

She appeared in the doorway and I was glad that she was just being Alice right now. I watched her as she pranced into the living room and handed me the glass. I took a sip but was met by her hand shoving the glass more into my mouth causing me to take in an entire gulp and almost gag.

I looked at her wide eyed and sprang, "Alice! What the hell?"

She just laughed it off like it was completely innocent.

"You know your never going to get to feeling better if you sip on it all night."

I arched an eyebrow at her, something was afoot and I was going to suss it out. I could tell when Alice was hiding something from me, so I pressed.

"Alice, is everything okay?" I watched her face wanting her to look at me.

She just spun her glass in her hand slowly and sighed, finally meeting my gaze. I could see the sadness waiting behind her eyes.

"I just wanted to talk to you about last night, that's all..."

Last night? She wanted to talk about her one night stand? Well, I had already decided that I wasn't going to pick her up from her pity party. So I just gave her the short version.

My words were dull and flowed out quickly. "Alice - It's just a stupid boy. You'll get over it. We're in college and no one meets their soul mate now anyway so just get drunk and forget it. Alright?"

She wouldn't look away from me as tears sat at the surface of her eyes, threatening to mess her eyeliner.

I felt like I had missed something. Like there was something so obvious in front of my face that I wasn't comprehending. I felt like a fucking idiot.

Why was she getting so upset over a cowboy? Like, it was just sex, not the end of the world. Alice had had plenty of these and she picked this boy to be the end of all her life? It seemed too strange.

I couldn't figure it out and she was acting like she was waiting for it to just come to me. It didn't and I grew frustrated. She finally gulped back her tears and lifted her glass to her mouth.

She downed the whole thing in one gulp.

"Whoa, Alice, Take it easy, I know I said get drunk but damn."

She inhaled deeply as she took the glass away from her lips, trying to catch her breath. Then she gave me a halfhearted smile,

"No you're right Bella, I'll just get wasted and not think about it, I was stupid to think it meant anything." She was on the verge of snotty now. That just pissed me right off. I was sick of picking up her messes. Whatever, she could get wasted and I would just sip on my drink and watch the movie.

Alice had 4 more full glasses of rum and coke and was starting to get into her wibbly wobbly stage. I laughed at each time she tried to stand to get another glass. I was barely buzzed but was entertained enough with Alice's inebriation that I found it hard to not laugh several times. Like I said, it was almost impossible to stay mad at her.

She started talking all over the place about school and work and how her "daddy" was doing. Most of her words were getting slurred and hard to make out. I just kept nodding and saying, "Okay Alice, what happened then", humoring her.

We continued on like that for a couple of hours; Alice telling me very detailed stories about her life and me laughing at her.

"So what happening to you lass night? You don remember ass thing?"

I looked at her and smiled. Fuck she was drunk. This was hilarious. Definitely made my night. I finally answered her still hanging on my last uproar of laughter.

"No, the last thing I remember was Jake carrying me to his bed and then everything went black..."

She stared at me but couldn't keep her eyes fixed; they kept going off in different directions as I spoke.

Suddenly I found myself confessing about what else I remembered. "And you know Alice it was weird... I had this dream. I don't know, it felt so real but it was just.... crazy. I don't know how to explain it." Wow, that was weird. I must have drank more than I thought..

Her attention focused when I said this and excitedly she said, "Oh yeah? What was the dream about?"

I smiled, this was so silly. I don't know why I would tell her this. She would think I was weird. Then again, she was really drunk and wouldn't probably remember in the morning. So I divulged

"Well... I was throwing up in my dream and then you were there...."

She nodded slowly and whispered, "Go on.."

I felt uneasy now, this was getting surreal.

"Nothing, nothing. Just... I was throwing up and you took care of me."

I trailed off and started to stare at the carpet. It was brown and shaggy. I focused on all the little hair fibers coming out of it. I must have been drunker that I originally thought if I was paying this close of attention to carpet fibers.

I sighed and turned to my best friend slowly.

"Alice...I-"

I was interrupted by lips clashing with mine. Mmm strawberries....

Wait? What? What was going on?

My mind tried to comprehend what was happening as her lips moved against mine. I eventually realized what was going on and pulled away.

"What are you doing?" My tone was serious. I had no idea what was going on through her mind.

Her hand came in contact with my face and caressed it. I watched as her eyes pierced mine with her intensity. She smiled and slowly brought her face closer.

Her lips hovered inches from my own. Time stalled and both our breathing stopped completely. She touched the very surface of her mouth against mine while still holding my face still.

She stalled there as we began slowly breathing each others air, making it our air.

Her words were whispered and heavy, "Well I couldn jus wait ferever for you Bella. I neve thought you were goin to say anythin. So I am."

Wait! Holy- What?

I looked at her, confused.

She continued, "You really don remember your dream last night? Or you jus don wanna tell me?"

Her face was still very close to mine and her eyes were lidded as she inspected every feature of my face.

I blushed as I remembered the dream, the cuffing and the... sex. I sighed, I was increasingly nervous now. It was so much harder with her being drunk. Why couldn't we have had this conversation without the liquor?

My words came out as my lips quivered, "I.... touched... you."

A wicked smile was spread across her face and she forced, "Where?"

I looked away from her, my eyes searching for anything to take my attention away from the way she was looking at me.

"Alice, I don't understand what you're doing."

She giggled and leaned her head closer to my ear and whispered seductively, "Bella, I need you to fuck me again."

Again?

I quickly leaned away from her and stood up. I put as much distance as possible between us. This was crazy. What was she talking about? Again?

Then I finally got it. Alice was trying to let me come to the conclusion all on my own and I had failed miserably, but now I finally got it.

Last night was not a dream. Last night was very real. I fucked Alice. And she was in front of me. She was asking me to do it again.

But she was drunk. I didn't want to just fuck her drunk. I wanted to make love with her. I wanted her to want me for me, not just for a college fun fuck.

I knew exactly how Jacob felt now. It was so hard to watch the person you cared for use you for their own agenda. It hurt, because I didn't think Alice would ever have said anything if she hadn't been drunk. Same story with last night; it would have never happened if we hadn't been drinking.

Well damn, karma really is a bitch now isn't it.

She laughed and started unbuttoning her pants sliding them off quickly. It pulled my attention from my thoughts to her immediately.

Then she did something that was so out of the ballpark that I was quite taken back. I forgot how to breathe again as I watched her open her legs, displaying her silk underwear. She started trailing her fingers up her inner thigh and licked her lips.

Heatedly, yet with a innocent tone she offered, "Or I could just play solitaire tonight."

Was she fucking serious? I watched her slide her hand over herself and press lightly. She moaned softly at the contact.

The site before me was compelling. I couldn't look away.

Then she just started to finger fuck herself right in front of me. I couldn't believe it. I felt perverted, in the worst way. She ignored my uneasiness and just kept going.

I ached to touch her. I burned to be near her and take advantage of her.

Her presence pulled me and I was helpless to it. I started to make my way closer to her. I hovered above her body and held myself there with one arm extended above her head. With my other hand I grasped her working hand and held it.

"Stop."

She looked up at me, curious.

"Alice, we can't do this."

She smiled at me and hummed, "Mmm, Yes we can silly. Its just a little bit of fun right?"

Then she pulled out her tank and fired. I was caught off guard by the face, but there is was. Full on pout right in front of me taunting me to object.

I couldn't, of course.

The sheer intensity of it crippled my willpower.

I kept my grip on her hand tight as I leaned in to kiss her. It was ferocious and alarming how she responded. She kissed me like I was water in a desert, gulping me in greedily.

My long brown hair curtained our actions under me. She let her fingers weed through my tresses and up to my scalp. When she found it she pressed me harder into the kiss. With her other hand she pulled my hips closer to her.

The friction caused my blood to pump south. I became very aroused as her hips dug into mine. Her legs slid around my ass and pressed me into her further. I felt my knees buckle and I fell into her. Her tongue was massaging mine as she started to moan at the sensation of my hips grinding her.

I felt her hand find the button on my jeans and with one quick motion, undid it. She slid her hand inside my jeans completely bypassing my underwear and sliding her fingers along my folds. I could feel how wet I was as her fingers were coated when she rubbed.

I broke the kiss and moaned out her name as she slid one finger completely inside me.

"Alice..."

She giggled again and her voice was breathy, "Are you sure we can't do this? Because I'll stop."

Damn her, damn her, damn her!

I growled and shot her a very evil yet lustful look.

"No, don't stop-" I moaned louder as she stuck two fingers inside me and started to pump.

I let my head fall on her shoulder and the smell of her neck was tempting me. I bit her skin between my teeth and groaned when she pulled me with her fingers closer to her. Her back arched and she yelled out.

"Fuck, Bella."

I let myself get lost in the pleasure of her fingering me. I kissed the spot on her neck that was now red from me biting it. I sucked at it slowly and moaned into her skin.

I was feeling myself coming closer to the end as she kept rubbing faster and harder.

I slipped then into a complete fit as I felt the very beginning of my orgasm hit every single nerve in my body.

"Fuck Alice! Oh God, Alice, I'm cumming!" each word was desperate and begged her to notice.

She lifted her lips to mine and caught the scream that escaped me as the very last push came surging throughout my body. The tingles buzzed with life, making every surface of my skin feel like an electric current.

Then there was peace. I let out a long breath and let my forehead meet Alice's. We both sighed as she kissed me again. I looked into her eyes appreciatively.

I felt like I could collapse and she stood to help me to lay down on the couch. Her hair was unkempt on her head, shooting out in different direction. I could see beads of sweat sit under her hair line. Her skin glistened and I was just taking the complete sight of her in. I watched her remove her underwear and toss them aside.

What now?

A warm sensation spread through me as I got excited to see what she would do next. An expectant smile came across my face as I watched her walk over to me.

She straddled me and dug her hips down. She grabbed my hand and used it to get her off. She rode on top of me until she was close and finally screamed out as she came.

I dug the hand she wasn't using into her hips and she rode out her orgasm on top of me.

She laid down, exhausted, on top of me and we both started to drift to sleep. I was completely calm laying with her. I ran my fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead. She was already asleep and didn't notice. I watched her eyelids move rapidly as she dreamed.

Before I finally fell asleep, I thought about tomorrow. I thought about how she would wake up like this and freak out. Then I would know Jacob's pain completely. As I held her in my arms, I drunk it in. Tomorrow, I would have to wake her and face her rejection. Tomorrow I would have to let her go.

But that was tomorrow. Tonight, I had her where she belonged.

A/N: Dear beautiful readers, Let me just say a couple of things today that need to be taken care of: a few points of business if you will;

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