Welcome to Chapter Two. For those who have reviewed, thank you! For those who have favorited me, but not reviewed- tsk tsk! How am I supposed to know if I'm doing this right or not?? Neverending love to my beta, EndlesslyWaiting! You are the s**t :)

Chapter Two- Wrong Phone Number

"Congratulations!" The man exclaimed over the phone.

I stuttered, "I'm sorry?"

"You just won two front row tickets to Young Money tomorrow night with back stage passes!" He continued on in his happy, radio voice.

"Uhh, I think I have the wrong phone number. I'm trying to get a hold of Aiden. His record came in?" I was completely confused as to what was happening.

The radio-voice man laughed, "Well, then this really is your lucky day! You've reached Aiden AND got yourself concert tickets! Now tell me, what's your name and who's the best radio station in Houston, Texas?" he asked.

Still completely caught off guard, I stumbled again with my train of thought, until Alice came into the room screaming in my ear and my cell phone, "Bella Swan and KBXX 97.9! The Box!"

"That's right! Stay on the line and we'll let you know where you can pick up your tickets!" The line went quiet for a few moments and then the man came back. "Hi, sorry about that, so you really weren't calling for the concert tickets?"

I laughed, "Definitely not. I honestly just got the record in that you ordered last week from my store, Black Door Records?" I asked.

"Oh yeah!" he laughed again, "I can honestly say that this has never happened. Well, you can pick up the tickets at the station. Would you mind bringing my record?" He asked.

I sat there, thinking about what he had just said and Alice grabbed the phone from me.

"We'll be there in a bit!" She squealed and snapped my phone shut. "OH MY GOD! WE HAVE FRONT ROW TICKETS TO YOUNG MONEY!" She screamed, jumping up and down in the store.

I slowly sat down and realized that I was breathing heavy. These kinds of things never happened to me; I never won anything - ever. Let alone front row tickets to a Young Money concert.

"Ali….. You know what this means, right?" I asked her quietly.

She skipped over to me with a huge smile on her face and giggled, "Shopping?"

I guffawed, "Oh no, something so much better than shopping."

She looked at me quizzically.

"Drake." I said simply.

At that she started squealing and jumping up and down again and thanking God over and over. She grabbed my hands and pulled me up and that's when it hit me.

"I'M GOING TO SEE DRAKE IN CONCERT!" I screamed. "Ali! I'm going to meet Drake!" At this, I started squealing and jumping up and down, completely happy that I made the phone call when I did.

It's been two years since Ali and I moved to Houston, Texas. Two, beautiful amazing years. Ali was attending design school at the Houston Art Institute and I was two years deep in U of T literature and education classes. We found ourselves an affordable, amazing apartment in downtown Houston. The rent was easy to make do with and it had two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room and a full kitchen. The complex even had a pool. Everything was going great. Ali was seeing other people, as was I. We had made plenty of new friends and our bond was tighter than ever. The Cullen boys seemed like a figment of our imagination- not people from our past. We had pushed forward, completely accepting what the future had to throw at us.

The first night we used our fake IDs, we made an oath to leap off every chance we got. And we did- every single time we could. We had gone bungee jumping, sky diving, deep sea fishing, water skiing, camping in the desert - but more importantly, we had moved on and forward from our exes. Don't get me wrong - there was not a single day that went by that I didn't think of Edward. But I knew that what I was doing would make me ten times happier than he ever could. Ali had the same opinion. Jasper continued to try to contact her, sending her flowers and chocolates, even jewelry sometimes. All of this she either threw away or gave away. Alice had absolutely nothing to do with Jasper. And she was stronger for it. Ali had become a better person. She was even stronger and more vibrant than before, and lived each day for her designs and the possibility of making the big time. She worked part time at a clothing boutique that did custom clothing, much like her internship at home. I worked part time at a record store called Black Door Records. It was really a coincidence that I found the job.

I had walked in, wanting the latest Forever the Sickest Kids CD and started milling about the aisles. I could hear two people arguing in the back, and one voice screamed that she quit. She huffed and puffed whilst collecting her things and then exited the store, never to be seen again. I walked up to the cashier, dropped the CD on the desk, and asked if they needed a new employee. I was hired on the spot. Since that day I have been working at the record store and truly enjoying my job. I was able to burn any of the CDs I wanted for free and I got to hear the latest stuff first. The manager of the store, Robert, was in love with me. He was an older guy, around sixty with white hair, black thick rimmed glasses, and a goatee. He always wore a band t-shirt and a pair of Dickies, with his own classic Chuck Taylors. Basically, for us it was love at first sight, in a strictly platonic kind of way. Robert and I got along famously and he trusted me with just about everything in the shop. Within a month I had been promoted from stock girl to assistant manager.

My phone started vibrating and I smiled when I saw who it was. I flipped my phone open and answered it, "Robert! Did you hear that I just got front row tickets to see Young Money!"

Robert's raspy smoker's voice answered laughing, "Yeah kid, I heard that! Looks like your dreams are coming true, baby girl!"

Robert knew of my slight infatuation with Drake, as I talked about him constantly in the store. I once told him that it was my life - long ambition to meet him, and now I was finally going to have the chance. "I can't believe it! I just called the station to tell them about the record and they were all like, 'Congratulations!' I was completely stunned!"

"Yeah, I could tell." He laughed in my ear.

"What do you mean?" I asked, my stomach dropping.

He laughed again, "Bella- the entire conversation was aired on the radio. I must say, you have quite the radio voice."

I sat there, mouth hanging open and stuttered out, "What? I mean … Surely they didn't … But that means … Everyone knows!"

"Ah, no worries, kid. People just be jealous." Robert responded in his best "rapper" voice.

I giggled again, "Did you need anything Rob or are you just calling to taunt me?"

"Oh yeah, sorry! Ummm, I don't honestly remember now… I hate getting old. It'll come back to me if it was important," he said.

I just shook my head and smiled, "Alright old man, I'll see you later!"

"Bye Bella." He said before ending the phone call.

I dropped my phone on my bed and went to search for Alice. I found her on her hands and knees digging around in our huge hallway closet. It was one of the reasons we got the apartment - it had a huge ten foot long, 6 foot wide closet. Definitely enough space for all my stuff - Alice's well… Her stuff barely fit.

"Alice, what are you doing?" I asked, my hands on my hips, my head cocked to one side.

She paused and looked up at me from the piles of clothing she was digging through. "I was looking for the perfect outfit for the concert."

I bent down and started sifting through clothes and found a black tank top that I absolutely loved. "I think I'll wear this and my BKE's with my Chucks."

Her head slowly swiveled to look at me, her eyes desperate. "Bella Swan! You are going to meet the man of your dreams and you want to wear a tank top?! What is wrong with you?" She yelled before pulling out a few other things and tossing them towards my room.

"Ali, come on. You know that stuff isn't me. Besides, it'll be hot and I don't want to be sweating like a pig." I answered gently.

"Pigs don't sweat." She mumbled.

I barked out a laugh and elbowed her in the side. She fell over and I tackled her, tickling her sides. She squealed and laughed manically.

"Stop!" She squeaked out. "Stop!!!" she screamed, still laughing.

I slowed down, giving her the look, not removing my hands.

"Okay! Okay!" She giggled, "You can wear what you want! Just. Stop. Tickling. Me!"

I laughed at her submission and grabbed my tank and jeans from the closet and headed back to my room.

"I'll get you back for that, Swan! Watch your back!" She called after me.

"Yeah yeah, I hear you!" I threw back over my shoulder before walking into my room.

I loved my room- it was me. Unfortunately the walls were white, but I covered the walls up to the best of my ability with posters and pictures. I had one wall that was nothing but a collage of photos I'd taken over the past two years in Houston. I'd thrown in a few photos from home- Charlie, Jake, and my friends from school. Mostly the pictures were of Ali and me and our new friends or scenery and architecture. I wasn't the best at taking pictures, but I made do. The other three walls were covered with whatever I could possibly put on it- movie posters, singers, actors, actresses, cards from home, notes from friends, post cards, paintings that I'd found down in Chinatown. Along the tops of the walls, I'd strung Christmas lights to give off a softer glow as opposed to the harsh fluorescent bulb I had in the center of my ceiling.

I had chosen the room that faced the east, so the sun would pour in through the windows in the morning. From the years in Forks, I'd forgotten how much I absolutely loved the sunshine. Thankfully, the room had a wall of windows that started about a foot over the ground and stopped about two feet from the ceiling. They were sliding windows, so I could open should I want to (and I did, quite frequently). I loved to have the Houston air flow into my room. In the summer it was entirely too hot to have the windows open, but the rest of the year I made do with just the windows open. Because the closet was outside the room, I was able to get a huge king size, dark mahogany wood sleigh bed and a matching desk for my computer. I had a nightstand beside my bed that my alarm clock and random books to sit on. Beside my desk, I had a four shelf book shelf filled to the brim with books of all shapes and sizes- classics, science fiction, romance, non-fiction. It didn't matter what, as long as it was hard back. On my desk sat several framed photos: one of me and Ali from the first day in our new apartment, one of me and Charlie from graduation, one of me and Jake down at First Beach, and one of me and Renee down in Jacksonville.

I dropped the clothes on my chocolate brown comforter and walked to my Macbook and flipped it on. I waited for it boot up and looked at the picture of Jake and me. It'd been over a year since I'd last seen him. He was going to school up at UW to become an auto-mechanic and the last time I was home, he was too busy with his internship that we didn't have much time to see each other. I missed my best friend, but he seemed happy. He was loving school and he'd met a girl that he was head over heels for, Jasmen. She was beautiful - 5'7, athletic build, chestnut brown hair and piercing blue eyes. But it was her attitude that really made me understand why Jake loved her so much - she was so completely optimistic and bubbly. It was intoxicating. They made a beautiful couple.

I decided I'd shoot him an email, knowing that my concert tickets would make him green with envy and then I composed one for Charlie as well. He had gotten Skype as I asked him to and we used to talk three times a week, but now that I'm busy it was more like once a week, if at all. I felt awful about it, but I did what I could to make it up to him. I went home for Christmas the first year and then the following summer. This year, I went home for Christmas again but not the summer. I decided to stay in Houston so that I could make more money and pick up some summer classes. Charlie wasn't happy about it, but he understood. Renee was a little less understanding and was constantly on my case about not visiting her. She had come out to Houston a couple of times, and it was great to see her, but I can only take my mother in small doses.

After I wrote the emails I pulled up Facebook and logged in. I groaned again when I saw they changed the layout of the homepage for a fourth time. This was getting a bit ridiculous. I'd finally get used to one form of homepage and then they'd change it again. I checked my wall and responded to some postings. I clicked back over to the "creeper feed" as I liked to call it, and started creeping. I stopped mid scroll and nearly threw up on my desk.

"Edward Cullen is now in a relationship" the post stated with a sickening little heart beside it.

I gulped and took a few deep refreshing breaths. He's in a relationship. Okay, I guess that's normal. And I did break up with him, I knew it was just a matter of time. But …

I got up and ran to the bathroom, unable to control the bile rising up to my mouth. I threw up my lunch in the toilet and then moved to the sink. I ran some cold water, swishing it my mouth before spitting it out. I splattered some on my face to cool me down and applied toothpaste to my toothbrush and started brushing. Alice came into view on the mirror.

"You okay Bell?" She asked, concerned.

I nodded my head and spit out the toothpaste. I took a deep breath and breathed out, "Edward Cullen is now in a relationship," just like the creeper feed said.

Alice's face fell and she stepped forward, her eyes never leaving mine in the mirror. Her arms enclosed me in a tight hug and I immediately felt better.

"I'm sorry baby. I know how hard this has to be." She said.

I shook my head slowly, "I just ... I guess …" I couldn't find the words I wanted to say.

"You just wish you didn't have to know about it, huh?" She answered for me.

I nodded my head emphatically. "I know I ended things with him. And it has been over two years, but … I guess I'm just not ready yet."

She gave me a knowing smile and a quick squeeze, "You are ready Bella. You've been ready for two years; you just never really took the plunge."

I looked at her blankly and then suspiciously as her eyes grew wider and a smile tugged at her lips. "What?" I asked, suddenly a little nervous.

"What do you say to going out tonight to celebrate?" She asked excitedly.

"Um ..." I answered.

"Come on Bella! We haven't been out in ages!" She begged.

"That's not true! We went out last Friday!" I retorted, moving to sit on the toilet.

Alice bent down in front of me, "Pizza at Jimmie's does not count! Let's hit up some bars tonight, get drunk and crazy! Come on, it'll be fun, I promise!"

I knew there was no way I could get out of it when Alice had made her mind up, so I just nodded my head in compliance. She squealed and dashed out of the bathroom, no doubt towards our huge closet. I stood up and looked at myself in front of the mirror.

I gave myself a weak smile. "Leap off, right?" I asked myself quietly.

Alice's head popped back into the door frame, "Right! Now, put this on!" She handed me a pair of skinny jeans, patent black heels, and a tank top with chains on the front.

I looked at her, eyebrow raised.

"Please Bella!" She pouted. "You won't let me dress you for tomorrow night. It's the least you can do for tonight. Please, please, please, please, please!"

I threw my hands up in the air and huffed, "Fine, fine! But you had best be prepared to hear me complaining about them shoes later!" I scowled and took the clothing and hooked the shoes with my fingers and closed the bathroom door to shower.

I turned the water on and waited for it to warm up before stepping into the glass encasing. Standing under the hot water, I let the day just roll off of me and wash away into the drain. I grabbed my shampoo and started working a lather into my chocolate brown locks. I continued my shower ritual: condition, body wash, shave, rinse, and dry. I wrapped my hair in a towel and one around my body and stepped up the mirror. My eyes looked a little bloodshot from crying earlier but otherwise my face looked refreshed. The Houston sun had done wonders for my skin, causing my skin to have a slight bronze to it. I also had freckles that decorated my forehead, nose, and cheeks. Alice hated her freckles, but I loved mine- they gave me character.

I slid on some lotion and my deodorant and then grabbed my clothes to go my bedroom. I threw the outfit on my bed next to my concert outfit and looked at them sitting next to each other. I bit my lip, wondering if maybe I should wear the outfit that Alice picked out tomorrow night. Comfort eventually ruled out sex appeal, so my decision stayed- Chucks, jeans, and the black tank for tomorrow night. Besides, it's not like Drake was going to notice me anyway. What would it matter what I looked like?

I walked over to my computer and hit the mouse, my facebook page popping back up. I plopped down in my chair and clicked on Edward's name, stunned by his picture momentarily. It was of him and a breathtaking, beautiful strawberry blonde girl. She looked like a super model, with perfect hair, lips, and stunning blue eyes. Edward was wearing a beanie and Ray bans and had his arm around her. My favorite crooked smile was splayed across his lips, while she was pouting as if he had prevented her from doing something. I knew that look; I had given it to him time and time again for so many different reasons over the years. I looked at the relationship status.

"In a relationship with Tanya Denali".

Taking a deep breath, I clicked on the delete button. The website asked me if I was sure if I wanted to delete him.

"Most definitely" I whispered, clicking on the "yes" button. In desperate need of a pick-me up, I clicked out of Facebook and double clicked my iTunes. I clicked on my "Favorites" playlist and immediately Drake's "Best I Ever Had" came on. I smiled and stood up, still in my towel, and started rapping along and grooving with Drake's song. When I heard a giggle at my door, I nearly dropped my towel.

"Alice! What the hell!" I whipped around and glared at her. She was holding two drinks and smiling brightly.

"I figured you'd like a little starter," she said, wiggling her eyebrows.

I happily took the glass from her and smelled it. "Sex on the beach! My favorite!" I responded, taking a long sip of the sinful concoction.

She nodded her head and smiled, "Drink up and get ready! We have concert tickets to pick up!" She spun around on her heel to leave the room and added, "And then maybe some boys later!"

I took another sip of my drink and smiled. I slipped on a pair of navy blue lacey boy shorts and a matching t-strap bra. I set my drink down my night stand and pulled on my skinny jeans. I picked up the soft cotton shirt, inspecting it, an eyebrow quirked in the air.

It was a racerback style tank, low cut, with thin, silver chains hanging along the neck line. One of Alice's own creations, no doubt. I slipped it on, immediately surprised by how comfortable it was. I sat on my bed and slipped on my heels, fastening a buckle around each ankle. I stood up, wobbling a little bit, for lack of balance, and slowly traipsed to the full length mirror. As much as I hated to admit it, Alice had done it again. The shirt fit me perfectly, showing just enough cleavage to be sexy. The jeans paired with the stilettos made my legs look miles long and well, skinny.

I picked up my drink from the stand and moved back to the bathroom to do my hair and make-up. I flipped my head over and towel dried my hair. Still flipped over, I worked a puff of mousse in my locks to give me some volume and add some wave. I flipped my hair back and stood upright. I ran my fingers through my bangs which were long and fringy, hanging in my eyes. I plugged in my hair dryer and turned it on and started drying my hair, giving it even more volume. Before I knew it, I had amazing sex hair. Alice would definitely be impressed when she saw me.

I pulled out my make-up bag and powdered my face and added a bit of bronzer to my cheeks. I whipped out a black eyeliner pencil and lined my eyes, and added some eye shadow giving me the sultry, smokey look. I dug around in the little bag before finding my favorite thing in the world: mascara. I coated one eye and then the other, and then repeated the process twice more. My eye lashes looked fuller and were long enough to touch my eyebrows. A dab of lip gloss and I was ready to go. I put my stuff away, chugged my drink (which had watered down a bit) and walked towards Alice's room.

"Ow, ow!" She catcalled when she saw me. "Who are you and what have you done with my Bella?" She asked.

I grinned hugely, "Oh, I put her away for the evening…. Or two." I winked at her and turned to head towards the kitchen. She followed after me, and I heard her chugging her drink behind me.

I placed the glass in the sink and looked at Alice. Again, she looked beyond amazing in a beautiful purple orchid colored dress. It wrapped around her neck halter style, and had a plunging neckline. The hemline came to mid-thigh and she was wearing a pair of killer silver stilettos that wrapped up her calve. She completed the ensemble with silver, dangly earrings.

"You look amazing, Ali." I told her.

She beamed at me, "Thanks! I made this last week" she said, motioning to her dress.

I shook my head, "You make the most amazing things. It's only a matter of time before things start happening for you, babe."

"Aw, thanks Bell!" She responded, pulling me into a hug. "Now, let's go get those concert tickets!"

I started to head out the door when I remembered I needed to get the radio guy's record. "We have to stop by the record store. I need to get that record."

"Yeah, sure, whatever - let's go!" She said, pushing me out the door.

We hailed a taxi and I gave him directions to the store. It was late, so the store was closed, but I had a key. I opened the door, disarmed the alarm, and ran to the back where the record was sitting. I grabbed it and hustled back to the front door, turning the alarm back on and locking the door behind me. I climbed into the taxi and Alice told him where we were going next.

Twenty minutes later we were at the radio station. Alice and I both walked up to the doors and asked the girl at the front desk where we could find Aiden from "The Box". She directed us to his office and we found it easy enough. I knocked on the door and he called us in.

I opened the door to be greeted by a handsome, young man. Blonde hair that screamed for my hands to be in it and sapphire blue eyes that took my breath away. Tan skin and well-built, he was casually dressed in a blue polo and dark jeans.

"You must be Bella." He said, standing to shake my hand.

Alice pushed me forward and I stumbled a bit in my heels. I took his hands and immediately noticed how warm they were.

"Uh, yeah. That's me." I stuttered out.

His eyes raked over my body, taking me in. It made me a little uneasy, but I pushed that feeling aside and stood up a little straighter and flashed him a killer smile.

"Here's that record you wanted." I said sweetly.

He returned my smile with one of his own and took the record from me, "Thanks so much for bringing this down. I've been itching for this Lupe Fiasco record." He set it down on his desk and pulled out an envelope. "I do believe these are yours." One of his eyebrows rose and he flashed me a devilish grin, his eyes never leaving mine.

I took the envelope from his fingers slowly, whispering a throaty "Thank you."

Alice cleared her throat, causing us to break eye contact and Aiden smiled at me again. "You ladies look dressed to kill. What ya'll getting into tonight?"

Alice piped in, "We planned on going to Roxy's. It's ladies night." She said wiggling her eyebrows up and down.

I turned around at her and looked at her confused. We never went to Roxy's. Especially not after the last time we were there and had twelve too many tequila shots and ended up dancing on the bar. She looked at me pleadingly and I just laughed at her.

I turned back to Aiden, "Yeah, Roxy's. Ummm, you should come by later if you can." I said boldly.

He grinned widely, "I think I might just do that. See you later Bella."

Alice grabbed a hold of my hand and pulled me out of the office and down the hall, finally busting through the front doors. We burst into a fit of giggles and hailed another taxi.

"5351 W Alabama. Club Roxy" Alice told the driver.

He pulled away from the radio station and I looked at Alice. "Please tell me why we're going to Roxy tonight." I asked.

"It was all I could think of! Besides, now we have to go since you invited lover boy in there." She explained, motioning with her thumb back towards the radio station.

"Lover boy?" I asked her.

"Oh Bella, please! As if you couldn't tell he was eye fucking the shit out of you!" She squealed.

I shook my head and smiled at her in disbelief. "He was just being nice."

She smacked my arm lightly and said coyly, "I wish all men were nice like that."

I looked at her and we started giggling up a storm. The cab driver stopped in front of The Roxy, I paid the tab, and we climbed out. There was a line of people that wrapped around the side of the building, but Alice pulled me right up to the door.

"Hey Felix!" She squeaked and I eyed her suspiciously.

"Alice, baby. Where you been all my life?" He responded, his voice gruff but sexy.

She reached out and placed her small hand on his large chest. She stood up on her tippy toes to whisper something in his ear and he grinned wide enough I could see his molars. He picked up the red rope and let us walk in. We heard women behind us grumbling about it, but Alice just smiled and kissed Felix on the cheek before walking into the club, adding a bit of extra sway to her walk. I just smiled, shaking my head, and followed after her into the dark corridor with flashing lights.

I could hear the base jumping and I immediately started bobbing my head to the music and Alice grabbed my hand as we entered the club. Blue, red, and white lights were flashing, the dance floor was packed with bodies grinding on each other, and the deejay was up at his turn table, mixing music. I realized I recognized him from the record store and gave him a wave. He took a minute to recognize me and then smiled wide, waving back at me. Alice pulled me towards the bar and whipped out her wallet, yanking out her American Express card and grinned at me then at the bartender.

"Four lemon drops please!" She asked him, slapping the card on the bar. He gave a nod and a brilliant smile, took the card, and set to making the shots.

I smiled, "So, Alice. Who's Felix?" I asked coyly.

Her eyes immediately left mine and she became fascinated by a crumb on the bar.

"Alice! Tell me!"

She looked up at me bashfully and replied, "He's just a friend."

I guffawed, "Uh yeah, because friends make you get all shy and bashful!"

She threw her hands up in the air, "Okay! Okay! You caught me! I like him!"

"Ali! That's great!" I exclaimed over the beating music, "But when did you meet him?"

She smiled, "We met at a coffee shop. We instantly hit it off and he told me worked here. We met a few times after that, but nothing really amounted from it."

"That's why you said we were coming to Roxy!" I shouted.

She smiled sheepishly, "Don't hate on me!"

The bartender set the shots in front of us, and went to give Alice her card back but she shook her head. "Start a tab, it's going to be a long night."

"Sure thing!" He said knowingly, taking the card and placing it up on a shelf of the bar.

Alice took a glass in each hand and motioned for me to do the same. I took a gulp, preparing myself for the sour but sweet sting of the vodka.

"Ready?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

I gave her a nod and raised my glass to cheers her, "Here's to tonight and Young Money, baby!" Our glasses clinked and we threw back the shots, one and then two, then following with the sugar covered lemon.

"Wooooweeee!" Alice exclaimed, laughing and turning to look out at the crowd of dancers.

I shook my head and took made a coughing sound. I felt the vodka burn the whole way down my throat and land in my stomach.

Alice flipped around, looked at me, and called the bartender back over. "Two sex on the beaches, please!"

The bartender smiled again and started to make the drinks.

I eyed Alice warily. She didn't normally drink like this, as she was usually considerate towards her size and her lack of alcohol tolerance. "Ali- what's up with the fish act tonight?" I asked.

She laughed, "Liquid courage baby!" nodding towards the door. I followed the direction her eyes were heading and immediately was greeted by Aiden. My stomach did a flip and I swallowed hard. I quickly turned away and found my drink sitting in front of me. I picked up my glass and sucked on the straw, happy for the comfort the fruity sweetness brought me.

Suddenly Alice squeaked, "Gotta go to the bathroom!" and she ran off.

"Alice wait!" I called after her, but my voice was lost in the music.

I felt a hand on the small of back and turned around to see who was touching me. I slopped a little of my drink onto the ground, and immediately flushed a deep pink color. My eyes traveled from the floor, up a pair of long, denim clad legs to a taut, black t-shirt covered broad chest, to beautiful, pink luscious lips that was tugged into a smile, finally resting on his bold sapphire eyes.

"Fancy meeting you here." He said, his smile broadening.

I laughed shyly, "Yeah, how about that?"

His hand had moved from my back to my hip and he squeezed it slightly. Again, my cheeks flushed pink at his touch and my heart was beating rapidly.

He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "I'm getting a beer and then we're going to dance."

I started to shake my head vehemently, but he just smiled and nodded his head slowly, his sly, devilish smile causing my blood to course. He turned to the bar and ordered a beer and was handed a bottle of Budweiser. He paid the tab, took a long swig of his beer, flashed me a grin, and grabbed my hand. I barely had time to set my drink down before he dragged me out onto the dance floor.

Young Money's "Bedrock" came on and I started to laugh uncontrollably as Aiden pulled me closer to him.

Again he whispered in my ear, "Well, this song seems suitable considering the circumstances."

I smiled, half listening to his deep voice, half interested in how his lips had grazed my ear and how I had felt a shock clean down to my center. His hand found mine and he twirled me around so that my rear was flush against his front. My hips started to groove to the beat and Aiden's hands rested on top of them, his head at the crook of my neck. I brought my hand up to clasp on his neck, pulling him even closer, grinding our bodies tighter together. The alcohol was clearly working its way through my system and I silently thanked Alice in my mind. I continued grinding my ass into Aiden, surprised by my own brazenness. Something else had taken over inside me - as if the day's events had released some inner vixen inside me.

I turned around, continuing to move my hips and singing the words. Aiden's hands moved with me, still rested on my hips, pulling me closer to him. Our heads were connected and there was a light sheen of sweat forming on both our bodies. I slightly moved my head to the side, burying my face in his chest, inhaling deeply. I was overwhelmed by his scent, which was a mixture of his cologne, soap, and something earthy. My hands rested on his chest on either side of my head, and slowly moved around to his back. I could feel his muscles tighten underneath my hands and his huge hands moved up from my hips to my side and finally rested in my hair, pulling lightly causing my head to lift up from his chest. I smiled at him and returned the grin, our noses now touching. My heart picked up a beat as I could smell the beer on his breath. Typically, I hated the smell of beer, but for some reason, on Aiden, it was erotic and just made me want him more. My hands moved up to his neck and I twisted some of his sandy blonde hair in my hands, tugging ever so lightly. He let out a guttural growl that I felt in my own body and he leaned into my ear again.

"You are so sexy." His voice said, husky and full of lust.

I shook my head, avoiding eye contact. I was the furthest thing from sexy - he was lucky I hadn't tripped yet in my heels.

He continued, "Yeah, you are." He nipped at my ear and his tongue grazed my ear lobe, causing me to giggle. He barked out a laugh in response and grabbed my hand, pulling me off the dance floor and back to the bar where our drinks were sitting.

I took mine and sipped it through the straw. "Oh! A cherry!" I exclaimed, overly excited about my find. I pulled out the cherry but the stem and slipped into my mouth, chewing on it, emitting a moan. I just loved cherries. I looked up and saw Aiden staring at me, his eyes dark with desire and I nearly choked on the cherry in my throat. I gave him an apologetic smile, but he just brought his beer up to his lips and took a long swallow, causing his Adam's apple to bob up and down. For some reason, that just turned me on further.

I felt someone poke my side and I squeaked. I turned around and found myself face to face with a tiny little pixy. "Alice! Where have you been?"

Her cheeks were flushed and she had a huge smile on her face. "Busy." She giggled in her drunken stupor which caused me to giggle as well. "Looks like you've been busy too." She said nodding towards Aiden.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Meh, maybe." I bumped my hip into her side and she nearly fell over, causing us to burst into a fit of laughter again.

Then Aiden spoke up, "Alright ladies, I think it's time to get ya'll home."

I looked at Alice and raised an eyebrow.

She shook her head, "You go! I'm going to stay. There's some people from one of my classes. I'll go hang with them."

"Are you sure?" I asked. If she didn't go home with me, that meant that I was going home with Aiden. Alone.

She nodded her head, pulled me into a hug, and kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, "Go get 'em tiger!"

I laughed, "Shut up Alice. I'll see you later! Let me know if you need anything!"

"Yeah, yeah, get outta here!" She yelled, turning to the bar and ordering another drink. I turned around to Aiden.

"Guess it's just us." I said simply.

"Can't say I'm disappointed" he responded, his voice husky.

He took my hand and led me out of the club. I turned around to give Alice a wave and she gave me the thumbs up sign. I laughed and turned around to keep walking without falling over. As we left the club, I waved to Felix.

"See ya Felix!" I said, and then added, "Be good to Alice!"

His face turned bright pink and he smiled at me nervously. I just giggled and continued to let Aiden to pull me towards the street. He hailed a cab and we climbed in. I gave the driver directions to my apartment and he sped off towards home.

That was when I became consciously aware of how incredibly close I was sitting to Aiden. And that our hands were still together. And that he was staring at me. Rather intently.

"What?" I asked, biting my lip, a bit put off by the staring

"Sorry. I just can't take my eyes off your lips." He responded. "They look so… delicious."

I gulped down some air and squeaked out, "Thanks."

He smiled that devilish grin, "You're welcome."

Aside from a few laughs and side-ways glances, we were quiet for the rest of the trip home. The cabby pulled into my apartment complex and I started to pull out cash to pay for the taxi.

"I got it." Aiden voiced.

"Oh, um. Okay."

I climbed out of the taxi, but not without hearing the taxi driver say to Aiden, "No glove, no love son."

I whipped around, my face no doubt the color of a tomato and bit my lip. I heard Aiden laugh and say, "Thanks." Then I felt his hand in mine and I started to walk towards my apartment.

We got to the front door and I pulled out my keys to unlock the door. I stopped and looked up at him. "Do you want to come in?" I asked shyly.

"Please." His voice sounded strained.

I pushed open the door and kicked off my heels in the front hallway. I walked in further and motioned Aiden inside. "Well, this is home."

"Looks cozy." He said, coming closer to me. I started to back up and came to an abrupt stop when I felt a wall behind me. Aiden continued coming closer, his body flush against mine. His eyes bored down into mine and again, I was nearly frightened by the intensity in his eyes. His hands found my hips again, squeezing slightly. His nose grazed mine and I inhaled sharply. I bit my lip again and he growled.

"You have no idea how incredibly sexy that is." He murmured before lowering his lips to mine.

To say I was disappointed is an understatement. I had expected soft, warm kisses and instead I was greeted by his tongue down my throat. I nearly gagged, but thankfully he pulled away. He started placing sloppy kisses up and down my face and I felt like I was going to need a towel to wipe his spit off of me. I had never been so turned off in my life.

"Um, Aiden?" I started slowly, "I think that maybe I should get to bed. I have class in the morning." I didn't really, but I needed to get him out of my apartment.

He grunted and tugged at my ear with his teeth. "Is that an invitation?"

I nearly threw up at his question, but recovered quickly. I shook my head, "Sorry. Alice and I have a strict no-boys policy during the week." I started to push him away, back towards the door, but he advanced me.

His hands pushed me back up against the wall and his eyes bored into mine, "You're such a cock tease."

"I think you should leave now." I responded pointedly.

He grinned, his smile no longer sexy, "I'll leave when I get what I want."

At this, I started to panic. I took a deep breath, pushed him slightly away, and then kneed him in the groin area. He howled in pain and doubled over.

"I suggest you leave now, or I'll call the police." I said, my hands up to protect me.

"Bitch." He choked out. "You're going to pay for that." He lunged for me and I screamed.

I started to think of my escape plan when I heard giggling and a man's voice outside the door. Aiden froze in his spot. At that moment, Alice and Felix bounded through the door. Immediately, Felix went into bouncer mode, crossing his arms at his chest and standing between me and Aiden.

"Bella, everything okay?" Alice asked, the smile wiped clean of her face.

I took a deep breath, "Yeah. Aiden was just leaving."

I looked at Felix and he seemed to understand my plea. He started over towards Aiden, "Come on you piece of shit, get out." Felix easily pushed him out of the apartment and Alice came over to console me.

I fell into a crumpled heap on the floor and started crying.

Alice wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly, "Shh, baby. It's okay. I'm here."

I heard Felix come back in. "He's gone. I'm pretty sure he won't ever be back." He said in a gruff, confident tone.

"Thanks" I mumbled.

Alice stood up and walked towards Felix, "Thanks, but um, maybe you should go?"

He nodded, looking a little disappointed. "Sure, sure. I'll call you tomorrow okay?" He bent down to kiss her on the cheek and she beamed up at him.

"Okay." She saw him out and came back over to me. "Come on honey; let's get you in the shower."

I stumbled, ecstatic at the idea of washing that creep off me, towards the bathroom. I left the door open, in case something happened. I stripped my clothes off and stepped into the shower. The hot water flowed over my body and I grabbed a washcloth, poured a dollop of body wash into it, and started scrubbing. Hard. Especially my neck and face. I felt dirty and grimy. I washed my hair and stood under the hot water for a little while longer, letting it soothe my body.

I stepped out and into a fluffy warm towel and dried myself off. I slowly walked towards my bedroom and to my dresser and pulled out a t-shirt and shorts. I slipped them on and into my bed. I was almost asleep when I felt Alice slip into bed beside me, smelling of soap and her shampoo. She pulled me into her arms and I wept.

"It's okay baby, you're safe now." She cooed.

I nodded my head, unable to speak. I cried for what felt like hours- tears for many reasons. For Aiden, for my parents, for Jake, and for Edward. I cried like I hadn't cried before, letting all my emotions take over. Alice continued to hold me, rubbing my back and soothing me with words of safety and encouragement. Eventually, my body, weak for crying, succumbed to sleep and I fell into a deep, dreamless slumber.

So, Chapter two is over-- whatcha think? Lay it on me! Thanks dears!
xoxo

Brandinm05