Revenge is Sweet
Chapter Three – Boys, Boys, Boys
I walked into my room, changing quickly and lying on my bed. It was only 4pm.
Jet-lag was kicking in – I was extremely tired.
I set an alarm on my phone for 6pm, I didn't want to be late for dinner at half 7. I was meeting Charlie and some of his business associates for a formal event.
I fell asleep.
After waking, I hopped into the shower to refresh myself. I've been showering a lot more since I arrived in Forks – this was my second shower today and third since I've arrived.
I slipped into my silky, rose gown. It draped down to my feet. I slid my feet into a beautiful pair of silver stilettos.
6:45pm, I sighed. I lightly applied some foundation, it wasn't like I needed it. I stuck my finger into a small tub of cream blusher and rubbed it along my cheekbones. I added some black eye-liner, and smoky black, grey and white eye-shadow. I put on 3 coats of black mascara and whirled my hair up into a simple, loose bun, pinning my fringe away from my face.
I stuffed my phone, keys, purse, ligloss and a few other essentials into my silver clutch.
I rushed out of the gates, to the long, black Ferrari limousine which was waiting to take me to the event.
As I clambered into the limo, sixteen pairs of eyes were on me.
"Sorry, I'm late," I apologized.
"Fashionably," I heard Alice mutter. I smirked, "You look hot," she said.
"Thanks, as do you all," I replied, revealing my natural blush.
"Everyone here agrees, as do I," spoke Edward, kissing the back of my hand gently. My dad winked at me. I shrunk back into my seat, embarrassed.
Dropping my shield, I thought to Edward, 'Who are these people?'
"Oh, of course, Bella, these are my parents Carlisle and Esme, my siblings of whom you know, Billy Black, Jacob Black, Sam Uley and his fiancé Emily, Embry Call, Quil Aterera, Seth Clearwater and his sister Leah, and your father."
I nodded as his thoughts drifted to each person as he named them.
"Pleasure to meet you all," I concluded, but to Edward I was screaming in my thoughts, "What the fuck!? 7 Shape shifters are in a limo with us! You can't mix vampires, shape shifters, me and humans. It's wrong!"
"Damn, she's so hot. I'd tap that, she'll be in my bed tonight," thought Jacob. I growled at him under my breath, altering his thoughts, 'what the fuck is up with her? She's one messed up human, I'd still do her though.'
I shielded his mind, I couldn't bear to think of how I'll have to punish him if he tries anything.
The one called Sam was only thinking of Emily, who I assumed was his imprint. She was only thinking of him also.
Quil was thinking about a young girl named Claire, his imprint most probably. Creepy.
Leah was thinking of Sam amongst other things.
Embry was thinking about how beautiful Leah looked and how perfect her golden dress looked against her copper skin.
Seth was thinking about everything, mostly how awesome it was that he was in a limo with some 'vamps and shapies' as he put it, also how pretty I looked.
My father and Billy were thinking of their boring discussion about fishing. The Cullen's were just pissed that they were in a limo with what they thought were werewolves.
'Thanks for blocking his thoughts, they were disgusting. And they aren't shape shifters, by the way, they are werewolves,' Edward thought.
'They aren't, shape shifters are smaller, and from what I've seen about your past – you've never met a real werewolf,' I concluded. He answered out loud with a simple 'oh'.
I raised my shield and blocked my recently acquired mind-reading power.
We reached our destination. Everyone left the limousine in a hurry except Edward and I. We were only 6 minutes late! Seriously.
Edward jumped out, holding his hand out. I grabbed it and stepped out. I released his hands, reluctantly. He looked way too hot in that suit.
He raised his eyebrow and linked my arm.
"You accidentally dropped it again, love...ly," he spoke, leaving an undeliberate pause between love and ly.
"Oh," I laughed, "if I leave it down do you think it will get less awkward?"
"Possibly," he chuckled.
"Then so be it," I responded. He smiled his beautiful, crooked smile at me causing my heart to skip a beat.
He noticed. Damn. He nudged me reassuringly, he probably just didn't want to hurt my feeling by just saying 'I'm sorry, I'm way too hot to be seen by you,' yeah, that's probably it.
He nudged me again, harder.
"What?"
"No shield, in case you don't remember, and you're over-analysing everything."
Frick. I've never met anyone who could embarrass me this much, especially since I realized my heritage.
"Speaking of which, Bella, will you ever tell me what you are?" He asked, pleadingly. I chuckled, evilly, I had a little bit of control left.
"When I take Alice's power, I'll predict that," I smiled, restraining myself from thinking about my grandparents.
"You're so evil," he grinned, I grinned back.
We strolled, casually but confidently into a large hall filled with rich business men and their wives and older children. Me and the Cullen's were definitely the most beautiful people there, though.
My phone vibrated furiously in my bag. I excused myself from a large circle of my father's friends of whom most were looking at me inappropriately and went into the rest rooms. I checked my texts:
Hey B,
R U there yet?
-Ste xoxoxoxoxo
B.
R U OK?
TB.
-Ste xoxoxoxoxo
Bells, I'm rly worried now.
Txt me ASAP.
-Ste
I replied.
Chill, Ste.
I haven't had much chance to check my phone.
Been busy, at an event with Charlie. I'll call soon.
-Bella xoxo
I glanced up at the mirror, feeling suddenly downgraded when Rosalie twirled in beside me.
"Wow, you're so beautiful. I'm jealous," she moaned.
"Rosalie, I felt ugly when you walked in, you're stunning," I grunted.
"You aren't ugly, just realize it takes a lot to make me jealous so you must be something," She responded.
"As are you," I replied, feeling a lot more confident. Rose grabbed my wrist and pulled me out.
"Edward's planning on asking you to dance, so I hope you can," she whispered to me, leaving me with another group of men.
Claire de Lune by Debussy came on. I smiled.
"I love this song," I declared my love for this song to everyone.
"You like Debussy?" Edward came swiftly beside me.
"Yeah, obviously. Do you?" I asked.
"Of course, It's beautiful, like you," he retaliated.
"I can't believe you'd like this," I murmured.
"Can I have this dance?" he asked raising his hand. I placed mine in his and nodded.
He spun me on to the dance floor and whirled me across the room. We were dancing in perfect rhythm, stepping and jumping in time.
"Thank you," he told me.
"For What?" I wondered, quizzically.
"For everything: for this dance, for blocking those guys' minds, for letting me into your mind, for just existing. Thank you," Edward whispered.
Tears rimmed my eyes. I pressed my lips against his, lightly.
"Any time," I mumbled, rushing off to the toilets. What have I done? Frick, Frick-ety, Frick Frick.
I glared at the mirror. I'm such a stupid moron. A stupid, stupid moron. I released a loud sob. Tears poured from my eyes, smudging my make-up. I rubbed my eyes, spreading the mascara further across my face.
I was pathetic. What happened to being the new Bella Swan? The confident, fearless, beautiful Bella Swan. This is what happened, she fucking forgot her common sense.
Alice ran towards me, hugging me tightly. Her cool body soothed me slightly.
"It's okay, Bella, I promise, it will all work out. I know it will," she mumbled into my dress. Her tiny, fragile body held me tighter.
"But what if it's not," I yelled.
"It will be, just trust me. Please, Bella. You have to believe that," she sighed. After more tears and reassurance I pulled myself together.
Alice helped me fix my hair and make-up. She did it much more extravagantly than I did pulling multiple cosmetics from her small bag, magically.
We left the rest rooms to a queue of irritable women, complaining about the wait. Oh God, Alice must've kept them waiting because of me and my ridiculous breakdown.
"Don't worry about them. Edward is worried about you. Go get him, tiger," she giggled, waltzing back into the hall besides me.
I was greeted by Edward. He pulled me into a hug, inhaling my scent. Alice was met by Jasper, he kissed her cheek and Alice skipped towards Carlisle and Esme, dragging Jasper behind her.
"Don't even think about draining me, I don't taste good," I said.
"You smell good, and just imagining your delicious, warm blood soothing the aching, burn in my throat is enough to make the venom pool in my mouth," he replied.
"Really, I taste disgusting. I bit myself once to see if I could feed that way so I didn't have to hunt. I could do it but it was awful," I told him.
"The blood of a supernatural being always tastes putrid to the same being, but to another it is one of the most amazing and rare delicacies ever tasted," he amended.
I sighed. The Cullen's have just completely messed up my plan.
"What plan?" Edward questioned.
"Do you know a guy called Jet?" I queried. He nodded. "Well, when I was younger he used to bully me, so I came back to Forks with intentions that weren't exactly the kindest."
"Do continue," he pleaded.
"Well, I was going to take him to a relative of mine to help me take him... somewhere, so I could hold a feast in his honour and force him to eat the bl... never mind. Basically, I'd have him as my slave. How does that work as an explanation?" I asked, raising my shield again, so he would not see anything I did not wish for him to see.
"You're a Dalaketnon," Edward stated, bluntly.
"No," I replied, "now no more guesses, please."
"Fine," he replied.
"Bella! Bella!" I heard Charlie call, "where have you been, my dearest, I have not seen you for over an hour or two?"
"Oh, father, it's okay. I have been with the Cullen's," I comforted him. He looked at me oddly.
"Hm, well there's someone I would like you to meet," Charlie told me, tugging me towards a short, white-haired boy with piercing green eyes, "this is Johnathon. Johnathon, this is my daughter, Bella. I'll leave you two to get to know each other," Charlie left.
"Hey, sexy," he smirked, touching my thigh.
"Do you mind, ass hole? Don't touch what you can't afford," I spat.
"Oh, so you charge do you?" he winked.
"Go drink some milk shorty. I'm too good for you, and you should know it. Go find a whore to fuck, and stay away from me," I hissed, yanking his hand from my leg and crushing his wrist.
He found himself flying head first into a table and a previously unseen ladder fell on top of him.
"What the heck? I understand the table, but the ladder was unnecessary. Telekinesis?" Edward asked, smoothly, his velvety voice dizzying me.
"The ladder would explain the wrist I crushed, and yes, that was an example of telekinesis," I told him.
I turned around to see the Cullen family staring at me in amazement. I shrugged.
"So, how're we getting home?" I asked, casually.
A/N: Ooh, what do you think? Too soon for the whole Bella and Edward relationship? I have most of the story planned out which is cool. I was previously writing as I went along, but now I have a general idea of what's happening. I don't own Twilight. I just mess with the characters and make my own -grins-. I'm listening to 'I'm not your boyfriend, baby – 3OH!3'. Thanks, Lexie xo
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