- Hey, is there anyone out their that knows much about guns? Like, names and stuff? My knowledge is very limited and I only know of this one: Desert Eagle as it pops up in the Mafia fandom a lot lol. And many thanks to you all for alerting, reviewing and hitting the fav button. RED :D x
"Bella." I replied placing my cup down and turning to look at him, giving him my full attention. The name sounded familiar, but I couldn't place my finger upon it. Cullen. It rang a bell, but from where?
"Is that short for Isabella?" He asks.
"It's just Bella." I say Something flashes through his eyes.
"I prefer Isabella." He say's.
"Well, I prefer Bella."
I rise up from my seat, I will find coffee and something to eat else where. Even though for some reason this pains me to walk away, I have to. I've got shit to do. I'm not gonna get into another twenty one questions with stranger number two, male again, at that. Not that I have a problem, of course, I just don't like talking about the why's; which I could feel coming. Just like Demetri, this man Edward Cullen as he smugly, arrogantly introduced himself as, like I said before spoke with a certain air about him, but unlike Demetri the taxi driver, this man, actually lived for his... what ever. I could just tell. With Demetri I just wondered why he was a taxi driver. Edward was a whole different kettle of fish.
I grab my bag and just walk away, not daring to look back. As I walked out the cafe, I could tell he was following me, then I walked head first into someones chest, and looked up to see Demetri the taxi driver.
GREAT. Just what I wanted.
"HEllo, Miss are you okay?" He asked me, in his New York and something else, accent.
"Fine." I said, shrugging out of his hold. His touch made me feel uncomfortable, as I took a step back I walked back into him, I just new it was him... Edward! Fabulous. I suddenly felt his arm wrap around my waist, causing my eyes to widen, as I tried to move away, but his hold tightened... in warning? Or dare I say it some male form of claiming?
I looked up and saw, himself and then looked to Demetri having some kind of show down. Lovely! Little old me stuck between two grown men, having some kind of silent show down. Bloody brilliant. I wanted to really say, two grumpy old men, as that sounded better but as they aren't old, or grumpy looking, so I couldn't use that line.
"I saw her first, Cullen." Demetri finally spoke, breaking the silent competition, but not the stare off.
"Really? Playing taxi man where we?" Edward snarled. "She had a lucky escape." He then added "Do you dumb prick even know her name?"
Demetri glared at Edward, it was like watching an awkward tennis match, my head looking up to Demetri when ever he spoke, then turning upwards in a curve to Edwards when he bit back.
"Isabella Marie Swan. Yes I know Cullen. I also know her mother's name, father's name, and where she was from." He said, which made me flinch. Edward noticed! Suddenly feeling angry, and gaining alot of courage from the anger, channeling both, I grabbed hold of Demetri's dick and squeezed as I pulled him down toi my level.
"How the hell do you know my name, my mother's name and father's name because I sure as hell did not tell you, either of these details. And what the fuck did you mean "Welcome to the city of hell" When you dropped me off outside my uni?" I demanded.
I felt better seeing he was in pain, I squeezed his dick a bit tighter when he took to long to respond. I felt Edward's prodding into the back of my ass, and when he didn't move away and Demetri didn't answer, but looked like he had tears starting to form in his eyes...
I lifted my food off the ground in my flipflops I put as much force as I could into it and stomped on Edwards foot and twisted Demetri's dick, as I let go of them both, they both jumped back cursing, giving me time to make my escape.
What was it with these darn men?