Chapter 5 – Bella

"Isabella, wake up."

"Go away," I grumbled into my pillow.

"Isabella, get up, now." I screwed my eyes up as the sound of metal scraping against metal grated across my spine. Light exploded into the room and I clamped a pillow to my face.

"Fuck off!" I growled into the room.

My father's heavy footsteps banged across the floor and rocked painfully through my delicate head. He ripped the pillow from my face and the light hit my eyes like a thousand tiny needles piercing through my eyelids and into my brain. I screamed my annoyance at him and covered my eyes with my hand. My head felt like it was spinning; I used my hands on my face to steady the movements and took a testing deep breath. When I didn't feel the need to throw up I took another and glared at my father.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Get up, Isabella." Charlie's voice was hard and it made me madder. I looked on the clock on my bedside table 5:07AM.

"Have you lost your fucking mind? It's 5AM! I've never been up at 5AM ..."

"Well maybe it's time to start."

"Maybe it's time for you to fuck off!"

Charlie gaped at me in shock, but seriously, what did he think would happen waking me up 5AM?

"Isabella, you will not use that language in this house." The shake in his voice gave away Charlie's anger.

"My name's Bella." I sat up and pulled the cover up over my chest crossing my arms over it.

"I know your name, young lady," he scowled at me. "I was there when it was chosen." His voice softened and my anger grew.

"Well that's all you were there for, dad. Where have you been for the rest of my life? Being around for a few years does not give you the right to tell me what to do now. You don't even know me anymore!" I shouted at him, tears prickling my eyes. I took a deep breath and pushed my daddy issues away; down deep where they belonged. I glared at him, not showing him my weakness.

"I'm sorry, Bella," he sighed around my name. "I'm really sorry."

"I don't care, Charlie. I'm over it." Hidden under my arms, my hands clawed into fists. "Why the hell did you wake me up?"

Charlie sighed and rubbed his neck with one hand, his face was red and his eyes were wide and watery. It just made me angrier. "Because I don't trust you to wake up and go to school on your own and I'm leaving for work now."

"Thanks!" I scoffed. "How do you know I won't just go back to sleep when you leave?" I smiled up at him.

"I don't know Bella, hope? The want to trust my daughter?" He looked at me closely and I steadily held his gaze. Finally he sighed and walked from my room. He paused by the door. "That and I'll be sending my deputy around to pick you up and drive you in. I took your keys from your desk before you woke up." He raised his hand and my keys dangled from his finger. He smirked at me and pulled the door closed behind him.

"Bastard!" I shouted out for Charlie's benefit and laughed to myself. Did he really think that after living with Renée and her controlling ways for my entire life I wouldn't have another set of keys! I leaned over the bed and rummaged in my bedside table until I found my spare keys. I spun them around on my finger and smiled.

Laying back down, I pulled the covers high over my head and closed my eyes, my keys in my hand, but after a few minutes it was clear I was not going to get back to sleep. Grumbling to myself and swearing at my father I slipped from the bed and stumbled over to the window. I raised my hand up to guard my eyes from the burning bright light. After a minute I was able to lower my hand, I stared up at the sky; it was covered in dark grey clouds and rain was pelting down.

"Fucking fantastic." I was in bad mood now. I reached for my cell and checked the time. 5:49AM.

I speed dialled Rose and waited while the phone rang then went to her answer phone. I hung up and called again. I did this four times before she picked up.

"Fuck off, Swan," Rose grumbled over the line, I smiled. "Do you know what the time is?"

"Of course I do." My smile was very evident in my voice.

"What the hell do you want?" I could hear Rose moving around and I knew she wouldn't get back to sleep now.

"My dickhead dad woke me up, said he doesn't trust me to go to school without him waking me up," I grumbled.

"Well I guess he's not a dumb as he looks." She sounded more awake now. "But what does this have to do with you waking me up and 6AM?"

"I think if I have to go to school you should," I moaned. "You know, it is your last week at that school." I used my best mom voice.

"Yes mom," Rose laughed. "It's so boring there without you," she moaned.

"I know, believe me, I know. I don't know how I'm going to cope these next four days without you." I lit a cigarette and got back in bed, inhaling deeply.

"Hey! You got that picture of Emmett yet? I need to know what I'm dealing with here." Rose changed the subject and made me smile. She could always make me smile.

"I'll get it today." I smiled.

"You better, Bella! Or I'll be coming down there to punish your ass!"

"Oh baby! I love it when you go all Domme on me," I giggled and Rose followed suit.

"Just do it!"

"I promise. I suppose I better go make myself pretty then." I sighed and squash my cigarette out in the little ashtray by my bed.

"Yeah, good luck with that," Rose laughed.

"Bitch!"

"You know it." She smiled through the phone.

"Don't you dare go back to sleep over there!" I told her with a stern voice, she mumbled something under her breath. "And go wake your gorgeous brother up – he could do with some education."

"I'll tell him you said that," she laughed.

"I know you will. I'll talk to you later."

I smiled, clicked the phone closed and threw it on my bed. I got up and looked out the window when I heard the front door slam. Charlie got in his cruiser and pulled away. I opened my window to get rid of the smell of smoke that clung to my room and got a smell of rain. I breathed in deeply and enjoyed it. The cool damp air seemed to clear my head and sooth me, nearly as much as the warm bright sun of Arizona.

I walked across my room pulling my tank top over my head and throwing it to the floor. I grabbed a towel and kicked my panties off and walked into the bathroom.

When I got back in my room my phone was flashing; I had a text.

Thanks for the wakeup babydoll. Wish it was you waking me up. It was from Jasper.

I smiled and dropped the towel I was holding around my body. I arranged my wet hair over one shoulder, the tips of the strands tickling my breast. I put one hand on my hip, my fingers splayed down towards the thin strip of hair between my legs and sucked my bottom lip in between my teeth. I scooped my cell up snapped a picture of myself and sent it to Jasper.

I began to get dressed as I waited for his reply. I didn't have to wait long; only long enough to get my underwear on.

Now that's more like it ;). My phone buzzed again.

I'm going to bite that lip when I see you ... hard. I gulped when I read the text and a burning of desire surged through me.

My fingers skipped over the screen: You don't know how much I want that. I want you to bite me. I want you to mark me. Mark me, Jasper?

Fuck Bella, do you know what you do to me. His reply was instantaneous.

I know what I want to do to you.

Tell me.

Later. I have to get ready for school. I looked at the text with a smirk then pressed send.

Don't tease me, Bella. I squirmed at his reply.

I'll phone you later, baby. I love you. I sent it then opened another message and started to type again. I'll thinking about what I want to do to you all day, Cowboy.

Jesus Bella, You're killing me here!

Hang in there, baby.

Bella, I love you. I smiled at his text and put my phone down to get dressed. Because the rain was still pouring down, I decided to wear my black skinny jeans, a tight dark grey Rolling Stones shirt with three quarter sleeves and my comfiest black converses; they still had the bright blue laces Rose put in them. I couldn't be bothered to change them back.

I did my makeup – thick eyeliner and mascara and curled my now dry hair. I messed the curls up around my shoulders and pulled Jasper's hat up from my rocking chair and placed it carefully on my curls. I bent down and checked my makeup then stood back to check out my outfit. I looked good.

I grabbed my bag, threw my keys in and slipped my cell into my jean pocket. I plucked a big black hoody of Jasper's from the back of my chair and ran down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I popped a can of coke and threw two poptarts in the toaster. I gulped my coke and leaned back against the counter looking around the old house with disdain.

Before the poptarts had chance to pop someone rapped loudly at the door making me jump.

"Miss Swan?" A deep voice called out to me. "Bella?"

Some younger, happier part of myself remembered the voice and I pushed off from the counter and tore the door open.

"Hi, Bella." A dark skinned man with a buzz cut and muscles straining against his cop outfit smiled warmly at me. "I'm Jacob ... Jacob Black. Remember me?" He smiled at me with uncertainty.

"I remember! Of course I remember you, Jake!" Jacob was my first ever crush. When me and my mom lived here with Charlie I would spend every minute I could with Jake, he taught me how to drive, sparked my love of cars and bikes and taught me how to fix an engine. When I used to come and stay with my dad, we would spend hours alone in his garage sitting in the seats of his broken down Rabbit and drinking warm soda. The whole time I would be begging him to kiss me, to touch me, but he was oblivious. He hugged me and tickled me, held my hand and rubbed my arms – all the while oblivious to my want for him.

I slammed my coke down on the table beside the door and leapt into his arms. I wound my arms tightly around his neck and buried my face in his chest; he had the same comforting smell that I remembered; he smelt of Motor oil, sun and salt. He smelt like childhood and first love. He smelt like home.

"Jake, I missed you!" I clung to him. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist pinning my body to his impressive one. He sighed deep into my hair.

"Oh, Bells, you got no idea how much I have missed you girl." He pulled me tighter to him and I felt my feet lift off the floor, he spun me around and I laughed with pure joy.

"What are you doing here?" I raised an eyebrow at him when he put me back on my feet. He kept his hands on my shoulders. "You want to come in?"

I pulled his hand from my shoulder and led him into the house, grabbing my coke on the way. I pulled the poptarts from the toaster and gave him one. I jumped up onto the counter and watched him devour his breakfast with a smile on my face. I didn't realise until I saw him just how much I did miss him.

He smiled at me smiling at him, lunged forward and picked my coke out of my hand and stepped back out of my reach.

"Hey you big bully!" I jumped off the counter and punched his shoulder.

"Ow, Bells! You're gunna bruise me!" He rubbed his arm and scowled and me, I could see his smile hiding beneath.

"Shut up you loser! No one could bruise you, I mean look at you," I gestured my hand over his body, "You've bulked out!"

Jacob laughed at me and nodded his head, "Yeah, I've been hitting the gym pretty hard."

"You think? You're a fucking mountain!" I laughed and took my coke back. I downed the rest of the can and threw it on the counter. I smirked at the shocked face that appeared on his face when I swore.

"There's not really a whole lot to do here, you know."

"Yeah I can see that. Time to rock this town up, don't you think?" I pulled my pack of cigarettes out of my bag, shook one free and popped it in my mouth before lighting it and taking a long, deep drag.

"So you want to do something?" I asked, mostly to stop him looking at me so weirdly, but also because I just wanted to spend time with him.

"I'd love to but I can't. The chief sent me here to take you to school."

I nearly choked on the smoke. "You're the deputy?"

"No Bella! Gees, how old do you think I am?" he laughed at me.

"I don't know, old. Older than me." I winked at him.

"I'm not that much older than you." He was looking at me strangely again. "We should get you to school." He held his hand out at me, ushering me through the kitchen and out the front door, thankfully the rain had mostly stopped. With his hand on the middle of my back he led me to a cruiser and opened he passenger door.

"So, about that lift?" He nodded his head, "I'm not going to need it."

"Your dad has your keys, Bells. And you have to go to school. Get in." He pushed me gently put I skipped away from his hands and pushed the door closed.

"No, he has one set of keys." I dug my spares out and waved them at Jacob. "Every girl has a spare set of keys."

I opened my door and got in but Jacob stopped me closing the door. "What happened to you, Bella?"

"Nothing. What do you mean?"I put the key in the ignition and listened to my baby purr.

"You've changed." He looked at me sadly, but with interest.

"I grew up; I got out of this place and got a life." Jacob frowned at me. I was getting annoyed at him, "I should be going I guess, wouldn't want to get you in trouble with the Chief now would we." Jake looked in on me sadly as I tugged the door from his hand and pulled it closed.

I sighed at his sad, hurt puppy eyes and stopped the car rolling out of the drive. "Look, Jake. I'm sorry you think I've changed, but I have and I can't go back, even if I wanted to – and I don't. I can't be that innocent little girl that I used to be. I'm sorry. But I'm happy how I am, can't you just accept that so we can hang out like we used to?" I smiled at him, cracking his upset façade. "I'll really like to have you as a friend again."

"A friend," he mumbled and I don't think I was meant to hear it. I frowned at him. "Sure Bells. I'm sorry. Of course you've got me as I friend!" he smiled brightly. "Now get to school, I don't wanna get fired." I smiled back at him and rolled the car out of the drive and sped down the street, watching Jacob in my mirror as he ran his hands over his regulation hair and laced them behind his head. He walked back to his cruiser and kicked the tire. I frowned and smiled at the same time.

Fuck me, this day was boring. I trudged down the hall towards my third class. The other two were so dull I thought I had died and gone straight to hell. And what a boring hell it was; I thought hell would be fun - shooting tequila and getting high with Kurt Cobain, stretching out and warming myself by the fires of hell with my boy and his sister. Not being stuck in some dead end school listening to the monotone teachers droning bullshit

I found myself a little disappointed that I hadn't bumped into Alice, Emmett and Edward.

I slipped into the seat the teacher pointed out and slammed my bag on the table.

"Hey, sweet thing."

This wasn't the first time someone had greeted me like this today. I swung around completely ready to put another small town creep in his place. Before I had turned fully around to face the guy next to me I drew my fist back and let it fly.

"Jesus Christ, Bella!" Emmett grabbed my fist in his large hand and looked at me with a frown.

"Emmett!"

"Not having a good day, Belly?" He released my hand and smiled at me.

"You could say that again, I'm so happy to see you." I beamed.

Everything seemed so easy and happy with Emmett, like I had known him forever.

He draped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer to him, "Aw Belly, have you missed me?"

I laughed at him, "I have, Emmy." He laughed back at me.

"So you want to get out of here?" Emmett bumped me with the arm that was round my shoulders.

I turned to look at him with my mouth open and a smile in my eyes, "Emmett McCarthy! Are you suggesting we skip class?" I asked in a shocked voice.

"What, so you can skip class with Edward but not with me? You like him better than me," he pouted at me.

"No I don't." I winked at him, Edward just gives me butterflies. "Follow me, monkey man." I kissed his cheek and shoved out from under his arm.

I stood up, scraping the chair back and groaned.

"Miss Swan, is something wrong?" The short teacher asked from the front of the class.

I groaned and clutched my stomach. "I don't feel too good."

"Ok dear, why don't you go see the school nurse." The teacher looked nervous, like I was about to throw up in the classroom.

I nodded moaned again, picked up my bag and kicked Emmett under the table.

"Mrs Fletcher? I think I should take Bella, she doesn't look so hot." Emmett stood and asked in a worried voice with wide eyes.

"Of course, Emmett. Hurry back."

He nodded and put his arm around my shoulder and took my bag.

"You okay to walk, Bella?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yes. I'm fine." I covered my laugh with another groan and we ran from the class.

Emmett burst into laughter and pulled me into a bone crushing hug as soon as we were outside the school. I laughed with him and held him back so tightly.

"So, we're free. What do you want to do?" I asked with a smirk on my face.

"What do you say I give you a tour of all my favourite places round here?" He asked with a big grin.

"I say 'let's go'." I smiled at him.

"Let's take your car." He winked at me and pulled me towards my baby by my hand. "I'll drive."

"Oh no!" I pulled on his hand to get him to stop, it didn't work. "No one drives my baby but me!"

Emmett stopped and faced me when we reached the car, "But you love me."

"Regardless. No one drives my car but me." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Bella," he begged me. "Please!"

"Sorry Emmy. Jump in, baby." I winked at him and motioned to the passenger seat while I pulled my keys from my pocket and skipped to the drivers' side.

For the next few hours I drove us around Forks following Emmett's instructions and listening intently to him talk about the different places he loved around here. Even though we were together in my car for over four hours, cruising the town, listening to our favourite music, laughing, joking and eating drive thru junk food, the time flew. I loved spending time with Emmett.

"So, this is the last place, we have to get out of the car now." Emmett smiled as he opened the door, "Come on Belly."

"Where are we?" I got out of the car and locked it up.

"We're at the beach, Bella." Emmett beamed at me and grabbed hold of my hand. "Come on."

He pulled me down a narrow path and onto the greyest beach I had ever seen. The sand was not the bright golden I was used to; it was dull and wet and stuck to my converse and jeans. The sea was grey and moved constantly, hitting the rocks with big splashes and bubbling spray.

"Emmett this isn't a beach!" I laughed at him. "This is the place colour comes to die!"

"Hey don't poop on my parade." He bumped me with my shoulder.

"My converses are getting all wet and sandy," I pouted at him.

He grumbled something that sounded like 'stupid girls' and swung me up in one smooth move so I was on his back. He hoisted me up higher and wound his arms around my legs. I wound my arms around his huge shoulders and smiled. Everything with Emmett just felt so familiar.

"That better?"

"Yes, thank you, Emmett." I leaned over to kiss his cheek, "But now you're all sandy!"

"It's a good thing I'm not a whining little girl then, isn't it?" he laughed. I pinched his side and he bucked, nearly knocking me off. I clung tighter to him and laughed and screamed as he ran and jumped over the beach bucking his back and shaking me about.

After about half an hour of this messing around, laughing and just generally having fun, we began to head back to the car. Emmett put me down as we reached my baby and I frowned down at my clothes. The bottom of my jeans and my converse were covered in sand. I looked over at Emmett and his clothes were even worse.

"Right, this is not going to work." I folded my arms over chest and looked at the state of his clothes. "They're gonna have to come off."

"What are?" Emmett frowned at me.

"Our pants." I opened the car door sat on the edge of my seat and began to pull my shoes off. I kicked them to the floor and pulled my wet socks off after them. I threw my socks in the back seat and stood on the grass by the car to pull my jeans off. I shook the sand off them before throwing them into the back as well. I bent down to pick up my converse and caught Emmett looking at me.

"What?" I hit my converse together and brushed the sand off of them.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "you want me to take my pants off?"

"Well you're not getting in my car like that." I looked pointedly at the sand clinging to his clothes. He laughed at me. "Seriously Emmett, I mean it. You're not getting in my car covered in sand."

With a laugh and a shake of his head Emmett sat down on the seat pulled his shoes and socks off, his trousers followed.

"And hit the sand off," I ordered him.

"You're seriously weird when it comes to your car." He laughed at me as he hit the sand from his trousers and threw them in on top of mine.

"She's my baby." I smiled at him and got in the car. I shivered as I slid into the seat. The leather was cold against my bare skin so I put the heater on and turned the stereo up while I waited for Emmett.

"So, we're going to Edward's?" he announced as soon as he closed the door.

"We are?" I looked over at him and pulled away.

"Sure. Unless you've had too much fun today?"

"Never too much." I hit him lightly on the shoulder, "But I need to go change first, I don't wanna turn up in my panties." Or maybe you do, a small voice in the back of my head told me.

"You want to come in?" I asked as I parked the car. My fathers' car was in his spot.

"Sure, Belly." He reached back to get his pants.

"Uh, Emmett, what do you think you're doing?" I grabbed his hand and stilled it, "You are not taking those into my house!"

"You're the boss." He laughed at me and got out of the car in his boxers and hoody.

"Don't you forget it." I slapped his ass before skipping to the front door and swinging it open.

"Come on, baby," I called loudly. Emmett raised an eyebrow at me but jogged up to me, I closed the door behind him. "Play with me," I whispered to Emmett.

"Bella?"

"Yes, who else would it be?" I answered my father.

"Where have you been?"

I walked into the lounge, bringing Emmett with me, "At school?"

Charlie's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw me and Emmett standing there holding hands in our underwear.

"Mr. McCarthy." He glowered at Emmett and I raised my eyes at them.

"Chief Swan." Emmett smirked back and let go of my hand to throw my arm over my shoulder, twirling his fingers in the ends of my hair.

"We're just going to be upstairs, Chief." I smiled at my dad before twisting my fingers threw the hand Emmett hand in my hair. "Come on, baby." I kissed his cheek again and pulled him from the room. We stomped up the stairs and slammed my door leaving a bewildered Charlie in the living room.

As soon as the door was closed Emmett fell onto my bed clutching his stomach and howling with laughter, I fell on top of him. Emmett rolled us over so I was underneath him and began tickling my sides. I screamed and laughed and kicked and clawed until I was crying and gasping before Emmett released me. When my breathing had evened out I jumped off the bed and moved over to my wardrobe.

"Bella!" Emmett shouted at me and I looked up at him.

"What?"

"You got a tattoo?" He stared at my thighs.

"I do," I pulled the material of my panties slightly to the side and stepped forward so he could get a closer look. "Me and my best friend Rosie went to get them together last year."

"Did it hurt? Has she got the same?" he asked, awe in his voice. I traced my fingers over the deep purple kiss of my tattoo, running my fingers over the skull and cross bones cut out of it. I loved my tattoo. I pulled my panties back on straight and pulled a pair of very short denim cut-off shorts covered in holes and tears on them.

"Not really, I kinda enjoyed it, it felt good. And no, hers is somewhere else. You'll have to ask her to see it." I grinned at him before turning my back. I pulled my hoody and top off and began to rummage through my drawer.

"This her?" I looked back at Emmett, he was holding a picture frame of me and Rose cuddled together on the sofa and Jasper looming in from behind with a pair of fake fangs and blood on his chin. Me and Rose didn't know he was there when the picture was being taken, we didn't know he was home until he leapt on us from behind. He soon learnt that you can't jump up on a pair of horror movie marathon girls without getting a serious ass kicking; he never did it again. He did use the fangs again though, more than once.

"Yeah, that's my Rosie." I smiled at the memory of the picture. "Hot isn't she?" I turned back to the mirror to check my hair and makeup. I watched Emmett's reflection.

"She's smoking!" He put the picture down. "Who's the dude behind you?"

"That's Jasper, Rose's sister and my boyfriend."

"Huh." Emmett's eyes darkened for a moment.

"He's hot huh?"

"I don't know, Belly," Emmett laughed at me, "He looks like a bit of a punk."

"He is," I agreed. "She's coming here soon you know."

"Who?"

"Rosie, dumb ass!" I threw a book at Emmett.

"Really?" His face lit up, "When?"

"For Alice's party." I smiled widely. "They're both coming. So you can meet my punk boyfriend as well." Emmett smiled with dark humour.

"Well, good. Come on Belly, we should get going. Eddie and Alice will think I got stolen or something." He got up and walked to the door. I grabbed a clean hoody and followed him.

"Stolen?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes. I'm very precious you know," he said seriously.

"Oh I know you are." I patted his shoulder and opened the front door for him.

"Any chance I could drive?"

"Nope."

"Didn't think so."

"We're here!" Emmett announced loudly as he banged the door to the house wide open.

"Emmett! Where have you been all day? Have you seen Bella, I wanted to invite her over but I couldn't find her at all?" Alice came bounding round the corner and straight into Emmett's arms.

"Alice, baby. You started without me? I'm hurt." Emmett laughed at the pixie in his arms. "And Belly's right here."

"We only had a bit, honest." Alice blushed with her obvious lie. I could smell the weed coming off of her. "Bella! There you are!" she shouted and jumped from Emmett's arms to mine. "I've been looking for you all day but I haven't been able to find you!" she clung to me.

"I'm right here, Pixie." I smiled at her and moved out of her arms. I followed the trail of smoke to the living room. I looked in to find Edward stretched out on the floor in a white vest and black jeans. He looked good - he looked fuckable. I ignored the low burn in my stomach and kicked his leg.

"Bella, you came." He smiled up at me. "Have a seat." He sat up and made room for me on the floor next to him. I took my hoody off and threw it on the couch before I sat down Indian style next to Edward. He passed me a lit spliff and I took a deep suck on it. I could hear Emmett and Alice laughing in the hall.

"Where've you been all day?" He smiled widely at me and I found myself smiling back.

"I've just been getting a tour of the town Emmett style." I took another hit.

"Well, it seems I am the only one not to give you a personalised tour of Forks. I feel left out." He pouted at me and I wanted to suck that lip into my mouth.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" I smirked at him.

"Nothing important." He gave me a secretive smile.

"Want to give me a tour of the town?"

"I'd love to give you a tour." The way he looked at me made me think it wouldn't be just the town I would be getting a tour of. He smiled at me with the most beautiful crooked smile I had ever seen. I finished my spliff and threw it into a large ashtray on the floor.

Edward placed a huge bong in front of me and I smiled widely at him and closed my eyes as the drugs started to take effect.

"Let's play truth or dare!" A rather high and bubbly Alice screamed at us for the tenth time. "Please? Please Bella, can we play?" The two boys looked at me and Alice got on her hands and knees in front of me.

"Fine," I sighed in defeat. "Fine Alice, we can play."

She clapped her hands and cleared a large space on the floor and arranged us in as much of a circle as four people can make.

"Oh," she pouted, "We don't have any empty bottles left." Emmett had cleared them all away a few minutes ago.

"Here." I downed the rest of my beer, there was only a few fingers left anyway and handed her the bottle.

"I love you, Bella." She beamed at me. "I'll go first!" she squealed and spun the bottle.

"Bella!" She jumped up and down on her knees. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." Always dare.

"I dare you to... kiss Emmett."

I leant over to Emmett who was sat next to me and noisily kissed his cheek. We both laughed and Alice pouted.

"No fair, Bella!"

"You didn't say where I had to kiss him, Pixie." I stuck my tongue out at her. "My go."

I spun the bottle.

"Edward, truth or dare?"

"Dare." His eyes burned into mine.

"I dare you to kiss Emmett, on the lips, for five seconds." I smiled at the look on his face. "Or you could forfeit ..."

"No! No, I got this." He growled at me and the butterflies in my stomach started a new, more frenzied dance.

I watched with a smile as Edward crawled over to Emmett, whose face was screwed up tight, and planted his lips against his. Alice counted the seconds off. I rolled on the floor laughing.

"My go." Edward grabbed the bottle from me, when our fingers touched electricity sparked up my arm and set the butterflies on fire.

Edward spun the bottle keeping his eyes on mine.

"Alice truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Have you ever had sex with a chick?" I butted in before Edward could ask a question.

"Hey, it's my go!" Edward shouted at me.

"Siblings are not allowed to ask or dare other siblings. Rule." I stuck my finger up at him and turned back to a blushing Alice.

"Yes, once. At camp."

"Alice!" Edward and Emmett said at the same time but with different tones.

"You go, girl." I bumped fists with her. "Did you like it?"

"It was okay...There was something missing though." We both burst out laughing and after a while the boys joined in as well.

"My go," Alice squealed.

"Bella, again! Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to kiss Edward. For one whole minute. On the lips." Bitch was getting better in her dares.

"Okay." I smiled at her though I felt like jumping up and hugging her.

I crawled over to Edward and he straightened his legs out on the floor, ankles crossed. I climbed along his legs and straddled his lap. I ran my fingers up his toned arms, onto his chest, up his neck and into his gorgeous hair. I felt his hands dig into my hips, pulling me tighter to his body.

Alice began counting.

I leant down, inching my lips closer to his, our lips opened and I could taste him on my tongue as we hovered millimetres apart. I swallowed heavily and tightened my fingers in his hair pulling his mouth to mine. Our lips crashed and moulded perfectly together, we held still, our lips pressed together and I breathed him in. His smell triggered something in me, something way beyond the butterflies that were now doing a samba in my stomach, their wings singed with the fire of his touch.

Edward pulled his lips back slightly and crashed them to mine again, this time we didn't stay still. Our mouths warred and danced together. I opened my mouth and took him inside, sucking caressing and nipping his tongue; the taste of him in my mouth made me moan out. I wondered if all of him tasted the same. Edward pulled my tongue into his mouth and lavished the same attention on it. I rocked back and forth on his lap; I could feel his erection growing and pushing into the warmth of my shorts. His hands scorched from my hips to my lower back before he slipped them into my shorts and squeezed my butt. I bucked into his hands and he moaned into my mouth. I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth, sucking and biting it gently. My hands ran through his hair, alternatively pulling and caressing. One of his hands moved from my ass to my hair and he fisted it and pulling my head back.

His lips left a trail of fire over my jaw and neck as he placed hot wet open mouth kisses across my skin. My hands slipped from his hair and gripped his bare shoulders, my fingers curling and nails digging in. I heard him hiss and his teeth pressed against my skin ... hard. I gasped out in surprise and pleasure. My breaths came in pants. I pressed myself into his erection and he thrust up into me.

"Bella! Edward!"

Edward pulled his lips from my skin and I groaned at the loss of contact. My skin ached from the residual heat of his touch.

"Get a room!" Alice shouted at us and I burst into laughter. I fell forward on Edward's firm chest and laughed until my eyes watered. Could we really get a room? That voice asked me. I ignored her.

"Sorry." I looked up at Alice and wiped my tears away. Emmett scowled at me and I frowned over at him. He looked away. Edward hissed when I put my hand onto his shoulder to push myself up.

I looked down at him; there were 5 crescent cuts on each of his shoulders from my nails. A few of them were deep enough to cause a trail of blood to dance down his skin.

I bent my head to his right shoulder and kissed one of the cuts, then I traced my tongue along a small trail of blood to leave a kiss at the cut. Edward swallowed loudly and behind me Alice gasped. I kissed each of the cuts before kissing his lips hungrily and moving onto the next shoulder. I dragged my finger through a line of blood and held it in front of his lips.

"Open." He did with heavily hooded eyes and sucked my finger deep into his mouth. His soft, firm tongue ran over my finger and I wanted to feel it everywhere on my body. I finished cleaning up the mess on his shoulder and pulled my finger from his mouth. I put it in my mouth and tasted him on me. He watched me with dark eyes.

"Bella that was...wow!" he smiled at me.

In my bag across the room my phone buzzed. I jumped from Edward's lap and got my phone. But before I read my text I switched it to the camera setting.

I held it up in front of me and told everyone to get together. They all smiled widely and I snapped the picture. I saved it and sent a copy to Rose.

Then I opened my text;

I love you, baby girl. What you doing tonight? Only 3 days til I can see you again:)

Tears pricked at my eyes and I squeezed them shut. Jasper.

What had I done? I just made out with Edward in front of two other people when I have a boyfriend; a very protective boyfriend, who sometimes likes to fuck up the boys who come on to me, a boyfriend that I love with all of my heart.

"I have to go." I grabbed my bag and hoody.

"Bella is everything ok?" Alice asked.

Emmett got up and looked worried, "You okay, Belly?"

Edward just frowned up at me.

"I'm fine. It's just… I got to go."

I ran from the house and jumped into my car. All the while thinking about Jasper and what I had done. Tears began streaming down my face as I tore out of Edward's drive.

I couldn't tell Jasper about this, he would kill Edward, then me. Or worse leave me alive and just never talk to again, never touch me, never let me see his perfect smile or heart stopping laugh. I couldn't survive that.

I couldn't live without Jasper. But at the same time I knew I couldn't stay away from Edward and his butterfly burning embrace.