Stay Chapter 12, a twilight fanfic

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A/N: 20,000+ hits! Keep. Them. Coming. Sooooooo...I had a good birthday except our duckling got attacked but he's alright but there was blood. I got me a new phone (Samsung Reality) :) Some perfume, make up, a blow dryer and a flat iron. I'm rarin' to go for this chap! I'm glad you want to see Tanya get her shit fucked up... Me too! Did she drug him and rape him? How did she get in to the apartment and how does B feel after hearing that E slept with T three times, not twice? You'll find out below. Or won't you?

On with it!

Song for this chapter: Strip Me by Natasha Bedingfield (.com/watch?v=QkdDbeM7RnU&ob=av2e)

Re-edited 1-12-11

Previously:

"To what? Dress up like me again, drug Edward and rape him?" Alice gasped and pulled on Tanya's hair harder. Tanya didn't deny Bella's accusation, only glared at me.

"Wow," she sneered. "Still slumming it with this mousy piece of shit, I see. Great job, Eddie."

Bella's face twisted into a mask of pure rage. "Piece of shit? I'll show you the piece of shit, you fucking psychopathic, cum guzzling cunt!" she screamed, face red and lunged for Tanya's neck.

BPOV

I flew across the room and tackled Tanya to the ground and landed on top of her. Straddling her waist, I wrapped both hands around her neck and screamed at her as I slammed her head into the carpet over and over, not caring for her wails. "I" slam "will" slam "fucking" slam "kill" slam "you!" She grabbed my wrists, trying to force them from her neck and rolled us over, her being on top now. She reached back to slap me but I beat her to it and spit in her face and punched her in the mouth, splitting her lip.

"You're fucking crazy!" Tanya yelled and tried holding me down andI bucked as hard as I could, trying to get the whore off me. I got loose just enough to bring my leg up and knee her in the crotch. I didn't give a shit if she wasn't a man, she fell off me anyway, granting me to get up to my feet. I kicked her in her knees, sides, stomped on her arms and got back on top of her and started punching her fake floatation devices, hoping to pop them. Over and over and over again.

"Bella! Bella, stop!" I heard someone yell at me. Tanya reared back and punched me in my jaw, using the distraction to her advantage. My head flew back but it only made me angrier so I took my fists off her silicone boobs and punched her in the eye. It wasn't satisfactory in the least. I wanted more. I wanted to kill her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed, her hand flying to her eye but I didn't stop because I reveled in her pain. I slapped her and kept slapping her, anywhere I could reach. Cheeks, head, jaw, nose, everywhere. I pulled her hair, ripping her extensions out, clumps of real hair, I was blinded by my rage and I made contact with anything, ignoring the screams of agony from the whore and the bellering from Alice and Jasper and Edward, telling me to stop.

I felt warm hands wrap around my my waist, pulling me off her. My arms and legs flying everywhere, trying to free myself so I could inflict more physical pain on her to make up for the emotional pain she caused me. The arms spun me around and pulled me into their embrace, shushing me, smoothing my hair. I didn't know I was crying until the fingers were sweeping them from my cheeks. It was Edward.

"It's over, baby. You got her, you got her, she looks like shit. Look." He turned me in his arms so I could see my work. Alice and Jasper stood her up and sat her on the couch. Jasper went into the kitchen to probably get her an ice pack and Alice gave her her hair back. Tanya snatched it out of her hands and tried to smooth what was left out. Wow. I did a good job. She had a black eye, a cut lip, bruised jaw, red welts on her face and neck from my slaps, and partially bald in some places. Her mascara was running and one of her fake eyelashes was hanging off her eyelid, her lipstick was smeared and her shirt was ripped. Score! I win!

"I'm calling the cops, you crazy bitch!" she screamed at me.

"You really think they're going to arrest me? You're the one who was lurking in my apartment building, looking a ten cent fucking prostitute, wearing barely there clothes, and a fucking push up bra to enhance those things you call breasts, waiting for a man who can't stand you! You're a piece of trash and you know it!"

"For your information, I was waiting for my sister, bitch!"

"Oh, was she planning to join you? Where's your pimp? How much do you make a night?"

"Fuck you! He loves me!"

"No, Tanya, he doesn't. If he loved you then why is he here at my apartment, spending the night with me? Kissing me? Wanting to make love to me?" I asked her as my hand slapped to my chest.

"He feels sorry for you. You're nothing compared to me. If he loved you then why did he sleep with me behind your back and-"

"Tanya, that's enough!" Edward cut her off and ran his hand through his hair. She pouted and looked at him.

"But Eddie, I love you. I know you feel the same way. When is this phase going to end?"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, leaning further into Edward's embrace and rested back on his chest. "Fucking nut bag."

"Tanya, I don't love you. Every time we were together, there was always booze involved. You know that I don't love you. I love the person in my arms right now. You need to leave before you make a fool of yourself more."

"You fucking owe me, Edward!" she fumed.

"What do I owe you!"

"You owe me your life. Your heart. I was your friend before she even knew you! I've loved you for years. I'm the reason anyone ever talked to you in school. You were nothing but a scrawny geek. I made you and I deserve to be with you!"

"Oh my God, you're insane!" I yelled at her. "Get over yourself. He doesn't love you. The only thing you've caused him is turmoil. You ruined my life, forced yourself on him, got him to cheat on me, shattered my heart and broke my trust in him. Cripes, you're so damn insecure, you have to dress like that, inject ass fat into your lips, put silicone in your boobs, and find men who aren't available. Go find your own because he's mine and he loves me the way I am. You're so desperate for a fucking lay, you'd stoop as low as to break into his apartment dress up like me, drug him when he was already half coherent and pretty much rape him. Get a fucking vibrator and leave us the hell alone!"

"Shut the fuck up, bitch! You don't know anything!"

"You're certainly not denying it so it must be the truth. Get a life you vile whore. He wants real and these," I grabbed his hands, put them on my breasts and smirked at her, "are real."

"God, baby," Edward groaned into my neck and I felt my nipples pucker. He glared at the bitch. "Tanya, you need to leave. I'm getting a restraining order so you can't come near me or anyone I care about for that matter. Go home while you still have some dignity in tact."

"You fucking disgust me. Every single one of you!" She got up off the sofa, snatched the ice pack from Jazz, walked out and slammed the door.

"I have a feeling this isn't the last of her."

"Holy shit, Bells, that was awesome!" Jazz cried. "You beat the hell outta her, darlin'!" I smiled at him and looked up at Edward who seemed to be focusing on his hands, which were still on my chest. I took my hands off the tops of his but his stayed put so I grinned and didn't move them away.

"Speaking of fighting," Alice retorted, "I'm pretty sure my brother is fighting whether or not to throw you over his shoulder and take you away to ravish you thoroughly."

"Shut it, Ali," he snapped and slid his hands to my hips and whispered in my ear. "I love you." I tipped my head back and kissed his jaw, untangled myself from him and went to get some ice for my face. I could feel it swelling by the second. I opened the freezer, grabbed and ice pack and pressed it gently to the side of my jaw, slightly hissing at the cold and the pain. I walked back out to the living room, laced my fingers with Edward's and took him back to my room.

"Good night," I called to Ali and Jazz.

"Night," they answered. I opened my door and pulled him in, closed it, let go of his hand and sat on the bed, icing my face. I looked up and Edward was still standing in front of me, giving "the look" again. I felt my body tighten with arousal, my nipples pebbling under his gaze.

"Stop it," I whimpered at him and layed back on my bed. I was in pain and I probably looked like a hot mess so I didn't know how he could be turned on right now. He continued to stare at me and his eyes darkened to a mossy green and I writhed on the bed under his heated gaze. My writhing caused my tank to ride up and his eyes were now fixed on the exposed flesh.

"Stop what?" He stalked towards me.

"Looking at me like that, babe. I'm in pain."

"I'd say the other person is in more pain than you are. You kicked her ass," he rasped.

The closer he got, the hotter it became in the room, and the faster my breathing became. He was at the edge of the bed and was looking at me, up and down. His fingers flicked open his jeans and unzipped his pants and he pushed them down his muscular legs, leaving him in green boxers.

Thank you, gym gods. You've made my guy hot as all hell.

He then stretched out on top of me, plucked the ice pack from my hand and placed it on the bed side table.

"Sweet girl," he whispered and kissed the bruise on my jaw. "That was a cheap shot. I'm glad you roughed her up but I'm not glad she hurt your beautiful face."

"I'll live." I turned my head as his lips ghosted across my jaw and down to my neck, kissing a path from my neck to my ear, back and forth. My hands went to his back and slipped under his shirt and I swept them across the surface of his warm skin.

"Mmmmmmm, did you know that you've been in a tank and tiny shorts this whole time?" Edward asked against my neck.

I nodded and gulped as I felt his tongue flick at my ear. "Do you know how fucking hot it was seeing you fight with her?" I shook my head and whimpered as he nibbled at my flesh.

"N-no." I wrapped my legs around him and he settled between my legs. He cupped my head, fingers threading into my hair and continued to press damp, open mouthed kisses and licks my on neck. Every once in a while he'd drag his teeth lightly across the vein there, leaving tingles as he went. He went further down, running his tongue along my collarbone and nuzzle it.

"It was so sexy, sweetheart," he whispered and panties instantly flooded with wetness.

"Edward," I moaned breathlessly. I turned my head more, giving him better access to my neck and he nipped my jaw then licked it, soothing the little sting. I pressed my core against his arousal, wetting the front of his boxers. He hummed against my neck and his hand travelled from my hair to the hem of my tank and slid under, running up until his hand enveloped my breast and squeezed gently.

"What, baby? What do you want?" His hand fell off my breast and he brought his hand out, put his thumb in my mouth, getting it wet and slipped it back under my tank and spread the wetness across my nipple and rolled it between his fingers. My hips bucked against him, my core grinding hard against his erection.

"Ung!" I cried. He moaned and captured my lips in a sizzling kiss, his tongue plunging into my mouth. My fingers threaded in his hair and pulled as he devoured me and pressed his mouth closer. I turned my head slightly and pressed deeper into his mouth, my tongue swirling over his, sucking it into my mouth as my body involuntarily arched off the bed, my hips rocking rhythmically against his. His hand left my breast, eliciting a whimper out of me at the loss of contact, and hitched my leg higher over his back and turned us on our sides. He then gripped my ass and thrust against me, over and over, hitting my clit every time. He detached our lips and attacked my throat, leading to what would become our third, possibly fourth, orgasm of the night...

2:30 p.m the next day... (This is going to stand for a page break because WordPad is dumb and won't let me insert symbols)

"Are you excited, honey?" Edward asked as he glanced from the road to me.

"Nervous. Do I look interview presentable?" I smoothed my hands over my clothes. I decided to wear white long sleeved t-shirt under a charcoal grey, belted sweater dress with a fold-over neck line that ended at the knee, black leggings so I wouldn't freeze my legs off, socks over those and black leather riding boots. And to top it off I wore my white The North Face jacket. My hair was in over the shoulder braid, my grandmother's earrings in my ears and my sapphire pendant from Edward was around my neck. I swept a couple applications of mascara on my lashes and some cherry gloss on my lips.

"I think you look incredible, baby," Edward squeezed my thigh, reassuring me. I turned on the radio as a new song began.

"Oooh I like this song!" I turned it up and sat back, listening and humming as we drove down the road. The lyrics made me more confident as we got closer to our destination. There was so much passion in it.

La-la-la-la-la la-la Lala la-la-la lala

La-la-la-la-la la
Lala la la-la la lala

Everyday I fight for all my future somethings
A thousand little wars I have to choose between
I could spend a lifetime earning things I don't need
That's like chasing rainbows and coming home empty

And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
I'll be alright

Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!

I don't need a microphone yeah
To say what I've been thinking
My heart is like a loudspeaker
That's always on eleven

And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
I'm still the same

Cause when it all boils down at the end of the day
It's what you do and say that makes you who you are
Makes you think about, think about it doesn't it
Sometimes all it takes is one voice

We pulled into the store's lot and got out of the car. I slung my purse over my shoulder and linked my arm through Edward's as he walked to the door. I let go of him and went to tell Jess I was here. "Hey, Jess! I'm here for my interview. Tyler around?" She looked up from the computer and smiled at me but her attention immediately switched from my face to over my shoulder and her mouth fell open. I turned to see what she was looking at and saw Edward standing by the purses, examining the various shapes and colors and sizes. I shook my head and turned back to Jess who still continued to eye him so I waved both hands in front of her face, trying to snap her put of it.

"Hello? Jess? Jessica!"

She sobered up and looked at me, shaking her head. "Wha-what? Bella! Hey! Wow, you look great." Every few seconds she'd steal a glance at Edward and then back to me.

"I'm here for my interview. Is Tyler here?"

"Oh, yes. Yeah, I'll get him." She walked away mumbling something along the lines of 'sex pot' and 'Adonis'. I leaned against the counter and waited. When she returned, she sat in the chair and focused on Edward, her chin resting on her knuckles.

"Baby," I heard him call so I turned and saw him pointing at the purse in his hand. "do you think mom'll like this. It's sparkly and girly...and colorful." I laughed and walked over, took the purse and put it back on the hook. It was definitely something Esme wouldn't like. It was blue and had rhinestones all over it.

"Edward, your mother likes elegant and fashionable things. Not this. It's too gaudy and suited better for a teenager. Get her a Coach or Chanel. Better yet, have Ali help you. She has great taste."

"But I want you to help me," he ran his fingers through his hair, pouted and stuck his bottom lip out. I giggled as I went to my tiptoes and kissed it.

"Come on," I held out my hand for him to take and walked back to Jess. She must have watched the entire exchange because her eyes were bulging from there sockets.

"Jess, this is my...well, this is Edward, or the 'sex pot' as you so eloquently stated."

"Shit you heard that? But you...I...he...you get to fuck him?" she blurted and Edward quirked his eyebrow, snorting at her outburst. "Oh fuck my life!"

Edward leaned forward and took her hand, kissing her knuckles. "Jessica," he greeted, making her eyes glaze over and her breathing sped up. I rolled my eyes as Edward let go of her hand, returning it back to mine.

"Hi, I...I'm Jessica. It's nice to undress...fuck, I mean meet you. It's nice to meet you."

"Likewise," Edward grinned. He was going to make her keel over if he looked at her any more. I heard a door close and footstep thudded down the hall as a man who looked to be six foot with dark hair and light blue eyes, with a teal button down shirt and jeans walked toward me.

"Hi, Bella. I'm Tyler, it's-" he stopped talking when his eyes landed on Edward, and his mouth opened just like Jess's did. "Holy buckets of fuckhot perfection, Batman. Lord, chickadee, you're hired. If you bring him everday, I'll double your salary. Day-um," Tyler said, still looking at Edward. I laughed at that as Edward placed himself behind me, trying to put as much distance between him and the person ogling him.

"It's nice to meet you, Tyler."

"Nice to meet you as well. Who is the fine specimen?" Tyler gave Edward another once-over and I grabbed him and had him shake Tyler's hand.

"This is my boyfriend, Edward." I heard Edward suck in a breath and beam at 'boyfriend' and I realized it was the first time I'd put a label on our relationship aloud. It felt good, too and made him happy.

"Damn, why are all the hot ones always taken? Hello, Edward." Tyler purred. Edward got back behind me. The man was shaking! He's afraid of my possible boss?

"Uh...um...h-hi."

Poor man. I thought to myself. Edward was really uncomfortable.

"Mmmmmm-mmm!" Tyler hummed in appreciation then looked to me. "I've looked over your resume and you seem extremely qualified. Can you start next week? My other worker, Chelsea, is quitting temporarily for maternity leave. You'd be working with Jess and you'd get payed every two weeks. Sound good?"

"Yes, thank you so much."

Alright, well I guess I'll see you later Bella." Tyler walked back to his office and I grabbed Edward and walked out the door.

"Bye, Jess." I waved.

"Bye Bella!"

"I am never going in there again. Did you see them undressing me with their eyes? God. What perverts." Edward shivered, tugging on his hair.

"Babe, you ooze pure sex appeal. It's not their fault you attract them, it's yours. You're gorgeous so deal with it. Stop pulling your hair, you'll go bald," I pulled his hands from his head.

"I don't ooze anything. And thank you for the compliment, sweetheart." He opened the door of his Mercedes and waited for me to climb in then walked to his side and got in.

"You're welcome. Besides, they can't have you anyway." I told him as I grabbed his chin and kissed him soflty. I wiped the gloss from his lips and put my digit in his mouth so he could lick it off. "You're mine and I don't plan on sharing in the future." I removed my thumb and sat back.

"And you're mine," he stated confidently.

"As long as you want me. Yes, I am."

"That won't change. You hungry, baby?"

"I could eat. You?"

"I'm famished. Where do you wanna go?"

"Some place quiet," I shrugged, "small"

"Perfect."

I sighed and layed my head on the head rest and closed my eyes. Changing my mind, I gripped his hand and opened them, turning my head.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too, baby girl. Forever." He lifted my hand and kissed my knuckles, rubbing circles into the flesh with his thumb

We're getting there. I know it. I can feel it. Just a few more weeks and we'll be back to how things should be.

A/N; So...Bella did a number on Tanya and Tyler's got a crush on our Edward!

How long can you all wait for a full blown lemon? How long can our love birds wait?

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