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Song for this chapter: Because I Got High by Afroman

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Chapter 6

Shit. James.

Why was he so angry? "James, why are you so angry?" I asked timidly. The fluorescent light that reflected off his face made his frown lines look more menacing.

He looked shocked and was taken aback. He blinked a few times before replying. "Oh it's nothing you should worry your little head about. I was just looking for somebody."

"I'm sorry if I wasn't allowed here, I just hit my head and wanted to find some ice," I lied. I gave a small smile. For some reason, my gut told me that James didn't need to know about the man hiding in the bathroom.

"Oh, are you okay? There's some ice in the fridge, and if you need anything more, just call me," James said absently. He then quickly left, no doubt looking for whoever he was looking for.

After a few long moments, the bathroom door slowly squeaked open. The stranger peeked his head out so I could only see his copper hair and asked, "Is he gone?" I nodded and he gingerly stepped out.

I was once again stunned into oblivion. I don't think beings like him should exist, I was constantly astounded by the sheer beauty of his features. Then I realized he said something. "Huh?" I said.

"That never happened okay." He stated. The concern in his green eyes was replaced with lingering anger and distaste. What an ignorant bastard! I should have seen this coming. Gay or not, he was rude.

"Well, I was going to say I was sorry, but since there is nothing to apologize for, I'll be leaving," I huffed out. Even if I did attack him, he didn't even give me a chance to apologize. On the way out, I made sure to shut the door with more force than necessary.

The rest of the night, I tried to forget about it, but the same scene replayed over and over in my head. That stranger indirectly ruined the rest of my night.

I decided to dance my anger away. After gulping down another drink, I stomped back onto the dance floor and grabbed the closest body to me and began to dance. After a few moments, my partner adapted to me and danced as fiercely as I was.

I danced with the man for a few more songs until he abruptly turned to me and motioned for me to follow him to the side of the dance floor. He smiled at me and I made a note that he was cute.

"Hey, I'm Caius. But judging by the way you look, you probably don't care," he said. He chuckled at his own little joke.

"Yeah, fuck the world. I'm Bella, by the way," I slurred out. I grabbed Caius' arm for support.

"Hey, let me buy you a drink. I bet you're thirsty," he insisted. Now that he mentioned it, my throat was pretty dry from the vigorous dancing.

I smiled at him and said, 'Sure. But let me go check on my friends and I'll be right back."

I weaved through the crowd and when I didn't find any of my friends, I went downstairs to the VIP area James set up for us.

I did not expect to find everybody huddled around Emmet. I rushed next to Alice and Rose to ask what happened. Emmet laid there, prone and oblivious to the world.

"I think somebody wanted more than a dance from Emmet," Rose said and jerked her head to a man in a sparkly jumpsuit sitting by Emmet's head, gently running his hands through his hair. I smirked. Emmet was obviously too appealing to both sexes.

"If anything, he's just playing around to get sparkles over there to leave him alone," Alice added, lowering her tone.

Jasper, who was sitting on the opposite couch decided to save the day. He announced, so that everybody could hear, "Okay everyone, we had a great night, but I think it's time to call it a night." Alice and Rose were nodding vigorously in agreement and I saw a fleeting smile appear on Emmet's face.

Then I remembered about Caius. "Hey guys, I have a friend waiting upstairs, so don't wait up for me. I promise to take a taxi home," I said.

Alice raised her eyebrows up suggestively and added. "Not alone, I presume." I stared at her, mortified.

I quickly bid my goodbyes and walked over to find Caius waiting where left him. "So, I think you said something about a drink?" I asked innocently. I batted my eyelashes to add an effect.

"Yes, m'lady," he said before grabbing my hand and leading me to the bar. "Two Zombies please," he said to the topless bartender. He then turned to me. "I hope you have a hollow leg, because you're gonna need it tonight," he grinned.

The drink order came quickly and I picked the glass up and toasted, 'To a crazy night!"

For the rest of the night, I drank myself away, including my memory of the run-in with the stranger. Especially with my run in with the stranger.

The drinks kept coming and I was grateful for that. Caius was good company and he told me hilarious stories of his childhood. Once his brother "borrowed" some money from a girl he liked and she never spoke to him again. Or the time when he tricked his friend into buying a completely overpriced Beatles record.

I constantly found myself laughing and batting Caius' arm playfully.

I reciprocated with my own stories, finding that it was easier to dig up childhood memories when my mouth was lubricated with a bit of alcohol. Okay, maybe a lot of alcohol. I might regret it in the morning, but I really didn't care as I was having a great time.

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Ow. Why was my bed so hard? And cold? Somebody needs to stop the pounding. I tried to open my eyes but the light was too bright and it felt like somebody was stabbing my brain into little pieces.

Holy shit. What time was it? What did I do yesterday?

I remember going to Western Bloc. Meeting James. Hitting my head. My nostrils flared at the thought of the red headed stranger. Caius. My nostrils flared once again.

My thoughts came to a hold as soon as I said his name. I bolted right up. I was on the ground, thankfully in my own apartment, thankfully in the clothes I was wearing yesterday.

But something wasn't right. It was too open in here. I looked around. I gasped when I saw nothing. My furniture, my entertainment system, even the pictures on the wall. Gone. The reason I was on the floor was because my carpet was gone too. I shakily got onto my feet and rushed to the bedroom even though my muscles were cramped up. I saw red when I saw my bed frame void of the mattress I got not a week ago.

What the fuck happened?

I worried what Charlie and Alice and Rose and Jasper and Emmet would say to me when they found out.

Then I remembered Caius. That fucking piece of shit! He must have something to do with this. I wanted to tear his limbs off one by one. Everything. He took everything.

Before I knew it, I collapsed. Hot tears were pouring down my face. I was helpless. I couldn't tell anyone. They would look at me, disappointed. No I couldn't have that.

I got to my feet once more and went to the bathroom to freshen up. I couldn't think when I was sticky. There were still towels in my linen cupboard and my clothes were virtually untouched.

I tried to forget what happened the night before as I stood underneath the steaming spray. I let the heat relax the kinks in my back. And for a second, I wasn't Bella who lost everything, I was just another person, just living.

It was a different story when I stepped out. I was mad again at Caius for doing whatever he did to ruin my life like this. I don't think I was ever upset in my life like this, ever before.

I put the first pair of jeans I found and a clean t shirt and waved a taxi down so I could get to Western Bloc. I didn't care that my hair was still wet. All I cared about was talking to James. I stomped out of the cab and flew into the fucking club and almost collided into someone. It was just my luck to smash into the bastard stranger. I growled at him and found James in the main office looking through some papers.

I needed to tell James what happened so he could press charges or something. James looked up, surprised.

"Bella, what a nice surprise," James greeted.

I tried not to laugh at how ironic his statement was. "No it's not fucking nice. You want to know something? Some fucker in your club took everything I owned," I seethed out.

James looked at me bewildered. "I am so sorry Bella. Please take a seat and tell me what happened," James said as he rushed to my side to guide me to a chair.

I sighed in defeat. It was never my intention to lash out at James.

"Well, I was dancing when this guy, Caius introduced himself and offered to buy me a drink. I waved Alice, Rose, Emmet, and Jasper ahead so they could go home. I kept drinking and the drinks kept coming. Next thing I know, I'm home surrounded by nothing," I grumbled out.

"Oh my Darling! What horrid person would do such a thing!" James exclaimed. It looked like he was genuinely concerned. James seemed to be thinking for a minute.

"There should be a security camera that was taping the exit. I don't know how exactly how to help you, but let's check those tapes out," James said softly. I nodded and let James lead the way to the security office. I watched from the entrance as James played around with some controls on the screen.

"Here it is! It looks like around 2am you left here with two men," James said as he turned to me.

"What? Two men?" I asked. I tried desperately to sort through my thoughts. I didn't even remember leaving the club, let alone leaving the club with two men in tow.

I marched over to the screen and looked at the grainy picture. I saw myself and identified Caius, but I had no clue who the third person was.

"Shit," I muttered. "Thanks James. I don't know what to do," I rubbed my tired eyes.

"Just call me if you need anything, okay sweetie?" James asked. I nodded again, not finding the strength to answer him. He hugged me tightly for a moment.

I left Western Bloc feeling even shittier than when I left. Now I knew I drank myself into oblivion that I didn't even realize two men entered my home.

I only had one conclusion. I thought about it the whole cab ride back and I knew that there was no other way.

Caius conned me.

He made me drink so much so he could take all my belongings, or at least everything that would make a profit. It would be like taking candy from a baby. Or taking stuff from a drunk girl.

That night, as I sat in my bath, I made the decision to call my landlord. During high school, I made some stupid remarks that hurt some people and the whole situation bloomed way out of proportion. Anyways, what I learned from that was to practice damage control. To make sure the shitty situation I was in no shittier than it should be.

"Ah yes, Ms. Pandoratti? Yes, it's Bella. Under unfortunate circumstances, I no longer have the means to live in this apartment," I said. It was true. I spent most of my savings on furnishing my apartment.

"I understand. I can give you a month to move out," Ms. Pandoratti replied.

After I ended the call I sighed. I didn't want to cry, or that would feel like giving up. I wasn't going to give up. I had a month to get out and find a place to stay. I figured that moving out wasn't going to be hard; I only had clothes to take of. It would be finding a place to stay at that would be a challenge.

I didn't want to stay at Alice's. She would never let me hear the end of it. Not only that she would pity me and let me stay and I would surely disrupt her and Jasper's life. When Alice texted me this morning asking what happened, all I could respond was "good."

Rose was out because she was my boss for crying out loud. Shit! I start work in six days. I forgot about that. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

I was stranded in a new city with nobody to turn to. Great, Swan. It's not even been a week. How pathetic is that? I was ready to give up and call Rose to let her know I was going back to Seattle, when a little light bulb lit off in my head.

The pure genius of my idea was so great, I actually smiled.

"Hey James, you know when you said if I needed something? Well I have a favor to ask of you," I said. I grinned mischievously.

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AN: How was it lovelies? Did I ever tell you how much I love you guys? Oh. No? Well now you know.

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