HEY PEOPLE! THIS IS CHAPTER TWO FOR "FRIENDS"! ENJOY! LUCKY DUCKS! :P GET AN UPDATE THE DAY AFTER I POSTED THE FIRST CHAPTER! OH, I WONT BE POSTING THAT MUCH… SO IT WILL BE A LONGER WAIT ONCE IT STRIKES AUGUST 30. THE DAY AFTER THAT IS WHEN I START SCHOOL…. AND YOU'LL BE LUCK IF I HAVE COMPUTER CLASS AGAIN, IF I DO I MIGHT…POST…. DEPENDING IF I HAVE IT AND WHAT PERIOD… P.S. THIS CHAPTER, YOU WILL FIND OUT WHAT THAT WAS IN THE PREVIOUS ONE…
Oh No…
BELLA'S POV
Four words: What the hell happened?!
I am currently standing with Rosalie at the frame of the front door of our apartment.
"Bells, i-i-it's not what you think…" Emmett said in a panic voice. Did I say that out loud?
"I-I-I-It was an accident. W-W-W-We swear!" Edward said putting up his hands in defense.
"I just walked in on these two and then they attacked me." Jasper said calmly while putting his hands up like Edwards.
I just stood there, frozen at the door. Rosalie started heading to her room. I think hours passes until someone talked.
"I-I-Is she dead?" asked Emmett in the same panicky voice he answered me in when I opened the door.
I still made no move.
"She's still not moving…" Jasper said in a taunting voice.
I still stayed in the same play as if my feet were glued to that spot.
"I-I-I think she really is dead…" Edward gulped.
That did it.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GUYS DO?!" I exploded at them.
"MY ROOM!" I heard Rosalie screech. She came storming in. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU ASSHOLES DO TO MY ROOM?!"
Rosalie, and her oh so kind words made an entrance. I saw all three of them gulp and look at us in terror. Rosalie went back down the hall to where the rooms are.
"BELLA!" Rosalie yelled in surprise.
"If you guys touched my room or my prized possessions, you might as well dig a grave already." I threatened while poking each of them in the chest.
I saw them gulp in fear again.
I started down the hall to my room where Rosalie was. Once I opened the door…
"MY ROOM! " I yelled at the mess I call my room. I started looking around my room looking for my prized possessions. Nada. I searched in the restroom. I figured Rosalie was trying to tidy up her room, too. I found them. And guess where? I'll give you a couple of seconds to guess. Done? Great. Guess where? Yup, that's right. In the toilet. THE TOILET! I marched back out there. The guys were still in the same spot before I left them.
"You guys got five second head-start." I said sweetly. I started counting down.
"5." They made no move.
"4." Still in the same spot.
"3." No change.
"2." Same.
"1." Now they decide to run?
Once they got out running from the apartment, I locked the door. Oh boy. Was this going to take a while.
Let me describe how the kitchen looks this very moment.
The ceiling of the kitchen is covered in-WHAT?! It's covered in guacamole, cake batter, soda, chips, oh, and I don't even know what that black stuff is by the guacamole.
The floor is covered in flour, more chips, drippings from the ceiling, some more of that black stuff from the ceiling, pasta, rice, and tomato sauce.
Oh, don't even get me started on the walls.
They're covered in everything that that floor and ceiling is covered with! That's right. It's covered with guacamole, cake batter, soda, chips, some of that black stuff, flour, pasta, rice and tomato sauce. And they think it was clever to write on the wall with tomato sauce: JASPER DID THIS. NOT EMMETT OR EDWARD. Yeah they're smart. Smart that they're not here right now or I would be bitch-slapping them and kicking their asses into next year!
*SAME TIME AS WHEN BELLA AND ROSALIE WALKED IN THE DOOR*
ROSALIE'S POV
Oh, boy. Where these three bitches in trouble. I think I could even feel the anger radiating off of Bella. Yup, the bitches are gonna become mincemeat.
"Four words: What the hell happened?!" Bella screamed from the doorway.
We were just standing there at the mess we call our apartment. I think Bella went into shock.
"Bells, i-i-it's not what you think…" Emmett said fearful.
"I-I-I-It was an accident. W-W-W-We swear!" Edward was surrendering. Good choice.
"I just walked in on these two and then they attacked me." Jasper said calmly while copying Edward.
I left them to go to my room and for the three of them to feel, as I call it, "The Wrath of Bella".
""I-I-Is she dead?"" I heard someone say in a fearful voice, in almost a whisper for me.
"She's still not moving…" Someone else said in a taunting voice.
"I-I-I think she really is dead…" someone else said scared. I just had three words for them: Run Bitches Run!
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GUYS DO?!" told them. Don't ever get Bella pissed, or you're going to wish you were never born.
I just laughed and opened my room door. Oh crap. Now these assholes are in trouble with me, too.
Make-up was scattered everywhere in the room. There were some things from the kitchen in here: dirty bowls, spoons, forks, you name it and it came from the kitchen.
"MY ROOM!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I went storming out to where they were. Good to see me and Bella were in the same page. Murder. Aw, hell. If these assholes touched Bella's prized possessions, things she kept close at heart again like last time, they are dead motherfuckers. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU ASSHOLES DO TO MY ROOM?!"
I saw the three bitches, as I call them now, gulp in fear. Oh, they are getting it ten times worse then what I had in mind…
I marched back the way I came in and stopped in front of Bella's room. It was a crack open. I opened it all, crap. I feel sorry for them.
"BELLA!" I yelled to her in surprise.
I saw her march to me with a murderous look on her face. She walked into her room.
"MY ROOM! " I heard her yell. No doubt that New Zealand could hear her now and ask who the hell got in trouble with her.
Oh… I can just imagine the punishment if those assholes touched her-
I got cut off from my thoughts by seeing Bella march out of her room to the bathroom. Now, why would she go there right now, I have no idea. Next thing I knew, she had her prized possessions close to her chest and then she dropped them off to her room. Wait. Were they wet?! Hell, these motherfuckers were going to get it…
"You guys got five second head-start." I heard her say sweetly-too sweetly…
I heard her counting down from 5.
Boy, they better be fast runners! (1,080)
WELL, NOW YOU GUYS KNOW WHAT THAT WAS! I AM NOT APOLOGIZING FOR THE CUSSING. WOULD YOU BE MAD LIKE BELLA AND ROSALIE IF SOMEONE DID THAT TO YOUR HOUSE? TRASH EVER SINGLE ROOM? I KNOW I SURE WOULD BE! AND I QUOTE ROSALIE "they are dead motherfuckers", "Oh crap. Now these assholes are in trouble with me." THOSE WOULD BE MY EXACT SAME WORDS… OH! AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK IS THE "BLACK STUFF"!