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Songs for this chapter:
Satellite Heart by Anya Marina
Baby Doll by Cat Powers
Transform Ya by Little Wayn
Friends by Band of Skulls
Video Phone by Beyonce featuring Lady Gaga
So Hott by Kid Rock
3 by Britney Spears
Freaks Of The Industry by Digital Underground
Fire(Acoustic) by Band of Skulls
Bad Romance by Lady Gaga
Ch 18 Halloween Part 1
EPOV
(Satellite Heart by Anya Marina)
2 years ago, Sophomore year…
It's the way you look at me when you kick me with your words.
You dance around my soul with your large brown stones and smug halo up above.
You sock me with your greedy ruby red lips;
Oh how silky and sweet your flesh is.
Love, when you laugh at me so viciously
I am yours for years
And years
And years.
(Knock Knock Knock)
"Enter"
"Good morning Master Edward. Your uniform Sir"
God I loathe that fucking school uniform. It's just another empty symbol of my status. My fucking life of privilege.
I dreamt about the little girl again last night. Long silky brown hair that swung at her waist, soft porcelain skin, juicy ruby red lips, and deep chocolate eyes. She was beautiful. I was young and chasing after her. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't catch her. She was faster and more agile as she skipped over moss and braches scattered across the forest floor. Her soft breathy laugh taunted me every time I reached out to touch her. And then I said it. "Bella," I whispered and she stopped running. Bella looked me in the eyes with her deep soulful brown orbs and vanished into thin air. "Wait" I shouted, but I was alone. I woke up alone.
"Thank you Geoffrey. Please hang it in the closet. I'll take coffee, black and nothing else"
Bella, Isabella Swan. I haven't seen her since we were 10 but her big brown eyes and pale skin keep invading my dreams. She was my first love, I guess, and then she vanished without a phone call or email.
Occasionally I wonder about her. Is she still as beautiful as she was as a child? If she would have stayed would we be together? What would she look like or feel like lying next to me in my bed. What would she taste like when I run my tongue up and down her creamy skin? Would I be different with her, because of her? Instead I lay here alone, useless, starving for attention, life, feelings, fuck anything.
"Yes Sir"
"Good morning Geoffrey"
"Good Morning Miss Alice"
"Morning los- what the hell are you doing?"
Alice stood at my door with her arms crossed and a smug look on her tiny face. Why does she insist on weaning nothing to bed? I really don't need nor want to think about the fact that my sister is in black lingerer because some asshole she's fucking at the moment spent the night.
"What the fuck does it look like…what are you wearing?"
I started keeping this journal last year after Tanya. Everything goes in here including my latest fuck (Lauren Mallory 3 stars for the snatch 5 for the head) and my feelings towards my more often than not, petulant twin sister. It's therapeutic. As gay as it sounds I had to start releasing myself somewhere, the sex and drugs can only drown out so much.
"I had a visitor last night" She chirped. I rolled my eyes. "Visitor" meant one of two things, he was either married, or, her favorite, a teacher "…Can I read it?"
"No"
"What? Are you writing about your deep desires and homoerotic fantasies about your new bff James?"
"Fuck you darling"
"All I'm saying is that you two have been joined at the hip lately. It's cute really. You know his blue eyes against your green. If you two adop-"
"If you must know princess" I cut off her ridiculous rant. She can be so fucking irritating when she doesn't get her way. "James gets the choice drugs, coke in particular…don't look so shocked"
"I'm not. I mean, I just didn't think you were into that"
"Yeah well there's a lot of things I seem to be into these days. Now if you're done please remove yourself from my room, we have school."
"Just be careful Edward. That shit can mess you up and daddy's money can't fix everything"
" 'Daddy' would have to be around to notice first"
"Don't be an ass"
"But that's why you love me so, sister dear"
"Debatable brother dear."
*
(Baby Doll by Cat Powers)
Apparently my pestilent twin sister can add psychic to her list of attributes because she saw my regret coming from miles away. Every day I look at my Bella, and I see how good and pure she is. And, every day I feel my past nipping at my ankles like a small ugly dog. She has proven herself to be the most understanding and forgiving person I've ever know, but I'm afraid that this, my last skeleton might break her. There's a fundamental reason why James and I are no longer friends, if we ever really were.
I guess you could say we were destined to hang out. Two fucked up kids from the "right" side of the tracks with family's so old and wrecked we'd make Dynasty look like Family Matters.
Coke just seemed like the natural progression to my cliché of a life. I was bored and James offered me something to do. There was nothing like the rush of that first high. The powder floated up my nostrils and into my blood. It was incredible. My nerves stood on end and I felt like I could fly, run 100mph, stay awake for days, anything!
After the New York incident the Vangunderson's shipped his pathetic ass off to some Euro boarding school. The irony is that I continued using to forget about what happened. What I saw, the guilt and shame I feel from what I could have done but didn't because I was a coward.
When Charlie and I had our impromptu "the talk" last week something he said really dug deep into me.
"What if she decides in the future that she doesn't want you anymore?"
I can feel the cold hard lump rising in my throat right this second just thinking about it. She would destroy me, but if that were what she really wanted I would have to respect her wishes, right? And then I thought about all of the things that my Bella doesn't know about me.
She was right that day at school when I kissed her in the theater. I was holding on to our past. In hindsight I wish it were the past so that I may start over and this time not fuckup the last 2 years of my life because of my selfish, narcissistic need for attention. The only attention I want now is from her. The only love I want is from her, and my love doesn't really know shit about me. If she did would she still love me? Would she still want me?
Knowing my bigmouthed friends and family I'm sure she has an idea about the drugs and how I was in her absence, but she needs to hear everything, the whole truth from me. I need to tell her about James and New York. Bella is so trusting. Always looking for the good in people, but James has no good in him. Hell I'm not even sure if I do. What little I do have is definitely all because of her. Isabella Swan single handedly makes me a better man.
"Party Party Party Par- Dude what the fuck is wrong with you now?" Emmett stormed into my room with a bottle of Goose only to find me lying on my bed with my hands laced behind my head as I starred up into my ceiling deep in thought.
"Shit man do we need a bromantic intervention" Jasper followed and plopped down on the bed beside me.
"I need to tell her about New York" I cleared my thought before I spoke and let out a sorrow filled sigh after.
"What brought this on?...especially on this, the night of the Halloween Bash?" Don Emmett has seen one too many episodes of Family Guy.
"Nothing, I guess I just realized that I love her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her but she really knows nothing about me. At least not the me that I was while she was gone."
"True, but do you really think it's wise to just drop that on someone? I mean, what if she freaks out and runs?" Jasper spoke up again. Always the voice of reason, that one. Asshole. I've run that scenario through my head a million times, and what's worse is that I'm about 90% sure that will be the outcome considering that that would be the sane persons response. But thanks for rubbing that in nice and deep best friend. I wasn't already scared shitless or anything. Ya, I said it, scared. I Edward Anthony Cullen am terrified of losing the one person I ever truly loved over a split second mistake.
"That's a risk I have to take. I need her to know."
"Well, fuck" Said Jasper
"Fuck" Said Emmett
"Yeah, fuck" I reiterated…ladies and gentlemen the three most articulate men on the planet, and to think we only pay $5000 a year in tuition for private education.
"Here man" Emm opened the bottle and began to pour out 3 shots on my desk. "No drama tonight. Tonight we party! Jasper my good man a toast." For the first time since they stormed in I noticed what they we're wearing.
"What the fuck are you two wearing?"
"Fuck you Cullen I look awesome!...I'm that dude from the lord of the rings, you know the grungy lookin one that's the king in the end. Ali's my elf princesses" He shrugged. Emmett looked just as stupid dressed as King Louis XIV to Rosalie's Marie Antoinette. Alice and her fucking themes. Masquerade, ta! At least I get a cool, looking gun as the Leo version of Romeo.
"Well Romeo" Jasper smiled a lazy mischievous grin. "If love be rough you, prick love for pricking and beat that bitch down"
"Amen brother" Emmett agreed, and with that we threw our shots back.
*
The Ball room was off of the eastern wing of the house. It was secluded with outdoor entrances for guests, a full kitchen and staff back area, and a grand staircase leading to the second story of the main house for our own private entry and exit.
Black, orange, and white tool wrapped around every cherry wood railing. The ceiling was littered with balloons and sparkly shit of the same color scheme while large posters of old horror movies with masked villains hung on the walls. Light puffs of smoke began to filter through the room as the lights dimmed. In the corner sat a small raised booth with a grungy looking college kid ready to "rock the house with his mad skills" his words not mine. And finally, the most beautiful decoration of all, along the back wall was the bar stocked with all top shelf bottles and of course, Laurent"
"Mr. Cullen…Mr. Hale…Mr. Mc Carty" As he said each of our names while nodding in hello, Laurent slid a crystal glass into our waiting hands with our now 3rd shot of the Goose.
"Laurent! A pleasure as always. Boys to Laurent!" We lifted our glasses.
"Laurent" Jasper and Em repeated after me before we tossed the smooth thick liquid down our throats.
"What the fuck is that?" Jasper slurred out as he pointed in amazement at a slab of ice carved into a lion with its tongue leading from its mouth about 6 feet off of the ground down to a small table.
"The luge" Laurent stated with an eye roll. It's a townie thing my sister had heard of on one of her slumming adventures…before Jasper.
"You place your mouth at the bottom of the shoot and someone pours the alcohol from the top so that it chills on its way down the slide and into your waiting mouth" He explained.
"Fuck ya!" Emmett shouted with excitement like he woke up Christmas morning to see Alessandra Ambrosio placing presents under the tree instead of an old fat guy with a beard. Jazz and I both burst in to laughter at the sheer joy he held over something so stupid and juvenile.
In my laughter I made a split decision right then and there. Tonight was gonna be about fun. What I needed to tell Bella could wait. Her life has been nothing but heartache and disappointment thus far so as a parting gift before a I potentially kill her with the disappoint she's bound to see in me after I spill my last haunting secret to her, I will give her one night to be a princess, my princess. One night to have the time of her life.
"Sir the guests are arriving" A tiny woman with a head set and a clipboard informed me.
"Thank You"
"Dim the lights, photogs in place, and go DJ…" She made commands into the head set as she disappeared into the back staffing area.
(Transform Ya by Little Wayn)
"Well gentlemen, here's to a great night…our last Halloween Bash before we graduate"
"Here here" Emmett sniffled. For someone so big he's such a fucking pussy.
After we slammed our glasses down I noticed a quaff of fiery red curls bouncing up and down atop the head of a gorgeous woman who resembled Laurent's kid sister Victoria. She was dressed in an emerald green playboy bunny costume and I had to fight the urge to wanna cover her up. Laurent's family has worked for mine for years but to be honest I haven't seen V since she was a scrawny 12 year old with braces and frizzy hair. She was a tom boy, always with leaves sticking out of her hair from playing in the yard with the dogs. She was as much a little sister to me as Alice. My my my what three years can do.
"You remembered the way I see?" Laurent smiled "Be careful tonight, you know how these parties are Vicky…I hope you don't mind Edward, Vicky is visiting for the weakened and wanted to tag along"
"Yeah, you know, I wanted to see if this party was still as crazy as I remembered it when I used to watch from the balcony"
"V? Wow you, um yeah" We embraced kissing each other on the cheek."I mean you're like family so make yourself at home I guess…You guys remember Laurent's little sister Victoria"
"Wow, not so little anymore eh?"
"Dude" Jasper slapped him in the arm and shook his head in shame.
"What?"
"It's nice to see again V" He finally spoke.
"Thanks Jasper, you too. So boys, Que faisons-nous être?"
BPOV
(Friends by Band of Skulls)
"Oh! Petite hold still I almost forgot" Listening, I pouted my lips keeping them slightly opened and stiff allowing Alice optimum space and angle to apply my final coat of pink gloss. "Done! Ladies, I do believe it's time…Rose the shots"
Geoffrey had brought in the requested trey of six tequila shots, six lime wedges and 3 mini salt shakers.
"Rose, a toast" Alice jumped excitedly before handing out the shots. After sufficiently salting my wrist with a nice thick coating I took the tiny glass and my lime wedge from Alice's hand.
"To Petite's first Cullen Bash, and may it never be he last"
"Did that rhyme? I giggled"
"Just knock back the damn shot" Rosalie rolled her eyes and we threw the hot spicy tequila down our throats.
"Fuck, that never gets easier" I coughed out trying to dab away the tears that formed at the outer corners of my overly made up eyes.
"Number two Number two" Alice squealed and we quickly threw the second down and let out a aloud collective "FUUUCK-WOOO"
"Well my loves, our party awaits" With that we strutted out hand in hand with Alice, our beloved hostess dressed in a weird sexy Arwen costume that I'm sure only Alice could pull off. The flowy grey glittery chiffon dress had two slits up the front leading all the way to her matching lace panties, with the real original Arwen pendent she had flown in from some Hollywood costume archive hanging in between her bloated cleavage. She even put in long black hair extensions for the night because Miss Alice half asses nothing!
While Alice looked classy and sexy in her costume, Rosalie looked down right fucking illegal! Hell I wanted to do her dressed like that. As Marie Antoinette, she wore a cornflower blue corset mini dress with a white petticoat underneath. Her baby pink ruffled lace boy shorts peeped out from behind and she wore matching blue stilettos with baby pink ribbons, white thigh highs and pink garters. Her blond ringlets cascaded down her back all long and silky. She put every other woman here to shame…And then there was me.
Though I knew I looked better than normal, I was nothing compared to the two goddesses beside me. Alice had me dressed in a white silk and chiffon baby doll dress that was more shirt than dress. It was gathered right under my bust line by a ribbon that tied around to the back, and was held on by two thin straps while my cleavage threatened to pop out of the top. It was simple compared to the other two's costumes but I liked it. To accent I wore cobalt blue stilettos and a thin cobalt colored jeweled necklace that hung between my tits. Rosalie did my hair in soft waves and tied two strands back to create a halo. And finally to top of my Clair Danes as Juliet ensemb I had on white feathery angels wings which I'm sure were gonna be discarded in a corner somewhere as the shots progressed.
(Video Phone by Beyonce featuring Lady Gaga)
We reached the top step of the grand staircase leading out into the ballroom. The spot lights assaulted us as every head bellow turned in our direction. But of courses, there was only one pair of green eyes I searched for, and when I found them, I flushed with lust and excitement at seeing my Romeo waiting for me with a slacked jawed expression as he took in my appearance.
EPOV
(So Hott by Kid Rock)
"Fuuuccckkk" The three of us so eloquently whispered as we stood stunned watching the tree sexiest woman (ok really just one) strut towards us. Though I had seen my girl in way, way less this little piece of fabric she had on was sexy as hell. The blue necklace accented her creamy breasts perfectly as they threatened to leap out of the top of her innocent little white dress. My dick twitched at the thought of pulling those rosy pinky little nipples out and slapping them around a bit while she withered underneath me lying on those damn angel wings…fuck Cullen get a grip before you bust a load on the dance floor.
"Hello beautiful" I whispered before lowering my head to place a soft kiss where her lobe met her sweet neck.
"Hi" she blushed and smiled shyly while looking up at me from under her thick black lashes. Her eyes stood out beautifully against the white of the dress and I had to suppress a moan when her sweet breath fanned across my face as she spoke. We've been together for three amazing weeks and my body and soul still can't get enough of this girl.
Please don't leave me
4 group shots later…
(3 by Britney Spears)
"B! BEEEEE!" Alice was annoyingly trying to get Bella's attention by drunkenly tugging on her arm thus interrupting our hot make-out session up against the side of the bar.
"Fuck Alice what!" she snapped. Shit I love this girl.
"Get on the bar with me…Pweeeeaaasssseee" Alice pouted.
"One song" Bella giggled into my face before placing a sweet kiss on my nose. Reluctantly I let her go as I watched my baby shimmy up to the top of the bar. Like the cave men that we are Jasper and I stood watch bellow so that no other drunk mutherfuckers got the wrong idea about our girls.
Suddenly the techno beat of Britney's 3 faded out. Alice waved her small hand towards the DJ booth and asecond latter, quite possibly the filthiest song of all time began to blast through the pristine Cullen ball room.
(Freaks Of The Industry by Digital Underground)
"I nibbled around your ears before I suck upon your neck.
'Oh Lady B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin'
But it's not a wet dream, it's the real"
I swallowed so hard I thought I sprained my throat. Bella bent over towards her ankles resting her hands on my shoulders while keeping her legs strait thus leaving her juicy little ass in the air and sang "But it's not a wet dream, it's the real" into my ear.
"The freaky dog, dark nasty, never lettin' a kitty-cat get past me,
Without picking it up, pettin' it, teasin' it,
Takin' it on home and pleasin' it"
She rolled back up on pleasing it while I rubbed my swollen cock into the fucking bar as a desperate attempt to release some tension in my nethers.
"Cause we're the freaks of the industry,
You's a freak Lady B. You got that Shock G
The freaks of the industry,
And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G."
By now, of three things was I painfully aware: 1, My dick was so swollen that I was seriously wondering if it was possible to die from blue balls. 2, Bella was the sexiest goddamn fucking thing with the dirtiest fucking little mouth and an ass in need of good spanking I had ever seen, and 3 I wanted to kill every other mutherfucker in here for undoubtedly thinking the same thing about my girl.
"Gettin' back to my mission, break out the whipped cream and the
cherries,
Then I go through all the fly positions:
My head under her leg under my arm under her toe.
She says, 'I like it when you scream, baby let yourself go.'
I hit it and split it, lick it and quit it.
After the ride, put my clothes on and walk outside,
And before anybody gets a chance to speak,
I say, 'Yo, don't say nuttin', I guess I'm just a freak!'"
The girls squealed before Alice stopped dead in her tracks.
"What the fuck is he doing here" she pointed out into the crowd but I couldn't see who she meant from where I stood. Lifting myself up onto the bar I saw a disturbing sight. James, stumbling into the party with a bottle in his hand.
"Sorry, I kind of invited him, but I never thought he would actually show you know." Bella shrugged sheepishly.
"Of course he would Bella, he wants you." Alice replied with irritation in her voice while she struggled to remain calm.
"I'm sorry I-" I pulled her close into me so that she couldn't see my seething mad expression. I wasn't mad at her per say, she has no idea what type of person he really is. My girl is way too nice for her own fucking good. I just know that douche somehow weaseled his way here using my poor naive girl as his way in.
"You're too fucking nice baby. Some people just aren't worth your time" I kissed the top of her head.
"You're not mad?" she asked refusing to meet my eyes.
"I'm fucking pissed he had the balls to actually show, but it's not your fault you're so damn nice and didn't grow up with us…come on, let's get off the bar." I jumped down and held my hand out to her. She placed her small delicate palm into mine and looked down at me. The lighting from above framed her pretty head with a halo. "Dance with me beautiful" her pink lips curled into the most beautiful smile and she nodded slightly as she made her way down to me side.
(Fire(Acoustic) by Band of Skulls)
"Baby, Darling, Doll Face, Honey
Now I don't mean to cause you worry
It's only hands in my pocket
And the Queen on my money"
We began to seductively sway to the music. Bell rested her head on my shoulder and her right hand at the nap of my neck. I could feel her alcohol soaked body lye limp against me and I was more than happy to hold my perfect angel up. Her left hand rested in mine while my other hand fingered the material between the small of her back and the swell of her ass.
"Did you know I've been wanting you?"I sang low and husky into her ear causing her to lift her head and smile lazily up at me. Ever so slowly I tilted her body back into a dip. She let her head fall back as her beautiful chocolate hair slipped over her luminous skin to reveal her long and inviting neck. Before pulling her back to me I couldn't resist lowering my head and placing one gentle kiss on the column of her sweet throat. Once again restring her head on my shoulder, Bella and I swayed until the song began to end. I opened my eyes and noticed my sister and cousin came running over to steal my girl away again. Before I missed my chance I squeezed the taut flesh of her ass and crashed my lips to hears. Her tiny fingers dug into my scalp tugging on my locks as she opened her mouth up to me.
I smiled against her lips when she moaned from me slowing the kiss down, sensing that I was about to pull away.
"You've been a bad girl Isabella. Dancing on the bar like that in front of everyone." I tisked her "This" I squeezed her buttocks hard digging my fingers into the flesh "is mine" pulling my hand back I slapped her ass nice and hard causing her to hiss in pain/pleasure. I chuckled at her hooded eyes and kissed her chastely before spinning her around and sending her on her way to dance to yet another over played pop song.
(Bad Romance by Lady Gaga)
Now, I had business to attend to. Invited by Bella or not, that dick shouldn't be here. But I can't cause a scene. Not now, not when I'm trying to clean up my image for my family and most important Bella.
"Alright so what's the plan?" Jasper asked. He and Emmett sauntered up to me as the girls pulled Bella way.
"Right now nothing. We lay low, keep an eye on him, and if he tries anything that big ass oaf over there in the corner that Alice hired will pitch him out."
"You sure man? I mean I can just kick ass right now" Emmett was getting more worked up by the minuet. None of them were there with me in New York but once they heard the details from me they felt as strongly as I did about banishing that sick fuck from mankind."Where is he? I haven't even seen him since he got here" the tree of us looked around.
"There…fuck Vicky" James was dancing with a very drunk Victoria at the other end of the ball room. She seemed to be enjoying herself at the moment but there was no way I was letting that poor girl out of my sight. I could see it, New York all over again. Except this time I knew what his intensions were and this time he wasn't gonna get away with it.
A/N
So yeah we're cutting it off there lol sorry. You'll get second part of the party and an explanation for the "New York" incident too. I promise I won't make you wait forever again. I'm shooting for 28th at the latest *fingers crossed* don't hate me. I love this story but I'm soooooo busy until after the New year, but I am trying! Please R&R, thanks Twi-lovies!!!