Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine.

Pictures of the characters on my web, here: http:/ newdawn-newday-newlife . webs . com/ residentadviser . htm. As you know by now, remove the spaces.

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Now, beta'd by Pastiche. Lethe and Kimmydonn.

I'm sorry for the long wait, but I wanted to have those beta'd.

Previously

"What are you doing to her?" I heard Rose hiss angrily.

"Not your business. Come on, Swan! It won't take long," he begged.

"Your dog. His piss. Your room. Your problem," I gasped out, squirming.

"I asked nicely, you didn't listen. I have to resort to drastic measures." I was in the air, over his shoulder as he ran back to his room. I saw Rose looking after us, bewildered. Tanya had dropped the keys and was staring after us, angry.

"Immature jerk!" I groaned and hit the back of his head.

Alice was in the room when we entered. She was cleaning the wet spot, bless her.

"See? No need to fuss about his pee. Now, put me down, I have better things to do."

BPOV

"Seriously? But why?" Emmett grumbled.

"Because I don't feel like coming home," Edward shot back.

They had been fighting about this for over a week. It was getting old. Edward overheard me when I told Alice that I was staying here for Christmas, and he decided to stay back.

Alice rounded on me. "Would you come with us? If you don't go to your father…"

"No, Alice. I'm working with Nathan on the project. I want it to be perfect," I snapped.

"Argh! It's like screaming to a wall. Are you even listening, bro?" Emmett shouted, startling me.

"I have to go." Edward shot up, phone in hand.

"That's perfect," Emmett grumbled.

"What's it with him?" Jasper asked, from Alice's bed where he was lounge.

"He has a stick up his ass!" Emmett told him.

"Maybe Bella can tell us. I mean, you're best of friends now," Rose said, grinning at me.

"Running on weekend mornings with him doesn't mean I know his secrets."

"There's no project and you know it. How come when someone needs both of you, we can't find either of you?"

"There is a project! Want to see it? I don't have a clue what's Cullen doing!" I yelled, angry. It was true that I was spending quite some time with him, but not as much as they implied.

"Just stay," Cullen mumbled sleepily from the bed. I was barely awake myself.

"People are still around…what if…?"

"If you promise not to fall asleep in the hallway…then go back."

I wouldn't even make it to the door. So I nestled better on the couch and wrapped the blanket around me.

Movie night in Edward's room while our friends weren't here, seemed like, something bad, but I liked it. He had been good, stayed on his bed the whole time. We'd watched the first two movies from the "Home Alone" saga. Who thought Cullen would like something like this?

He hadn't been very good, lately. I knew this would happen, despite all his praises that he'd be good. I kept seeing him with Reb – whatever her name was – Jacob Black's sister. He never mentioned doing it, but I saw him and heard people talking. I had decided not to bring it up until he flaunted her in my face. I was still trying to make him understand what normal people have. A relationship…not this jumping from one woman to another, or a girl in this case.

I woke up to Cullen whispering in his phone. I couldn't make out what he was saying, but he looked agitated and threw me worried glances; probably regretting that he allowed me to spend the night.

"Hey!" he greeting, after he hung up.

"Hi," I muttered and got up, stretching. "Running?"

"It's Christmas Eve! Can't you take a break?"

"No." I rolled my eyes and threw the blanket off me, goose bumps appearing on my skin. "Shit! It's cold in here!"

"I could warm you," he offered, wiggling his eyebrows and licking his lips.

"No, thanks."

"You lose, Swan."

"Can you enlighten me on what have you learned in the past month?" I asked, exasperated.

He frowned. "Many things…do you really want to hear about my classes?" he asked, incredulously.

"I was talking about this…our little secret! Have you learned how you should treat the girl you're dating?"

"I need more practice. And I have a question."

"Shoot," I said and wrapped myself in the blanket again.

"When is it the best time to have sex? After how many dates?" he grumbled, raking a hand through his hair.

"That depends on the girl, I guess."

"Usually, I don't need dates to do that."

"Cullen! You're missing the point. Again," I groaned.

"When would you do it? After all, I'm dating you, now."

I froze. I wasn't expecting this. I felt blood filling my cheeks as I tried to regain my composure. Edward was beside me in a blink of an eye, blanket gone and all of him around me.

"Really, Swan. I'm not opposed to it. Maybe an early Christmas gift." He chuckled and kissed my neck.

"Ed-hawrd… ehh I don't know…" I bit my lip and grasped his arm. "Wait."

"Please, Bella. I've waited for this moment… Don't ruin it. You're ready."

I was ready. He knew me so well, sometimes.

"This isn't what I had in mind when I wanted to help you."

"Tell me you don't want me right here, right now, and I will stop. No one is here. They would never know if you don't tell them," he promised.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm ready… to tell everyone that we are together."

I couldn't breathe at his confession. Had he changed? He hasn't and you know it! My inner self shouted at me. I had seen him with that girl and who knows how many I had missed?

But I wanted him as I had never wanted someone else before. When he was with me, sometimes I really believed that he started to like me. That it was really just the two of us.

"Don't over-think things. How do you feel? You want this?" he asked softly, tangling his fingers in my hair.

"Yes," I moaned, pathetically. I had become that girl! I should be horrified with myself, but I couldn't bring myself to care. "Just… don't hurt me," I whispered, pleading him with my eyes. He seemed to understand what I meant and froze for a second.

"I won't," he vowed, looking solemnly in my eyes then descending to kiss me. When he picked me up to get me to his bed, I groaned and shook my head. "What's wrong?" he asked, sort of panicked.

"Not there!"

"Where else?" he asked, helplessly. "Yours?"

"Yes. Tanya isn't there," I agreed. All too soon, I found myself on my bed with him hovering above me.

"The door is locked. I will be careful. Please, just relax and enjoy," he murmured and descended on my neck.

His teeth scarped my neck and his hands went to my pajama top's buttons, undoing them expertly. His hands were on me, hot and big, moving knowingly and touching every place that brought my nerves to life. I was on edge. I needed him to touch me more. When he brought my nipple in his mouth and suckled on it, I thought I'd break in two with the arch of my back. Edward chuckled and returned the favor to my other nipple. His hands went to my pajama bottoms and pulled them down, along with my knickers. He seemed to have lost the slow pace he had started and brought his lips to mine as a finger touched my lower lips. I trembled and his lips sucked a low moan from me. I felt him grin as his finger was joined by another one, creating a frenzy inside me. He sat on his knees, pulling the string of his slackers impatiently.

I struggled to keep pace with him, but he seemed a man on a mission. "Damn it!" he muttered, and struggled to push the pants off his legs, nearly falling on top of me. He got out of the bed and to take them off, that was when I looked at him for the first time, and for once, I saw why girls wanted him. He was so… handsome.

"Like what you see, Bella?" he asked, cockily and joined me again.

"I don't have a comparison," I said, embarrassed.

"That's even better," he chuckled, and captured my lips again. "Ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I laughed, uneasily. I couldn't get any readier than this.

"I'll do my best to make it good," he said, smiling lightly and positioned himself between my legs, his lips on my neck. I tensed up when I felt him pushing inside me. "Don't do that!" he hissed and stopped, eyes wide. "If you really want this, please don't squeeze me," he muttered. His eyes were wide and pleading.

I nodded and put my arms around his neck, relaxing, allowing him to slide inside me. The feeling was like no other. I was full and the way he felt there… it was amazing. Until he broke my barrier. My scream startled both of us.

"This isn't happening," Cullen muttered, watching me scared, trembling. "No!" he groaned.

I couldn't focus enough to ask why he was so worried. My pain blinding me, momentarily. I shifted, hoping it would go away. He groaned loudly and fell on top of me. His breath heavy in my ear. "Swan, you will have to work after hours to rebuild my ego," he grunted in my neck.

"What?" I gasped. I couldn't feel him everywhere as I had a moment ago, and I shifted again. The pain almost gone.

Cullen hissed. "Don't move!"

"Uhh, isn't that how this works?" I asked, confused.

"For it to work… I have to be hard," he muttered and raised his head, watching me square in the eye. "Jesus! What are you doing to me?"

"What happened?" I was confused. I couldn't understand a thing. Was this how a first time should be?

"Do you really want me to voice it?" he moaned. "I… ummm you see," he gulped and dropped his eyes. "I already came."

I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me. He narrowed his eyes at me.

"Fucking hell! It's either you, or the lack of action, but let's just say that I haven't mastered this before. Not even my first time," he chuckled, finally finding this funny.

"Oh my God!" I gasped for air, burrowing my face in his shoulder. "Why do girls want you?" I teased him.

"Oh Swan! You'll pay for that one!" he growled and got off and out of me. "Just a second, I need another condom," he laughed and shook his head. I could see that his little friend had decided join us, again.

"It's cold here," I complained and attempted to pull the blanket over my body.

"Oh no, you don't!" he shouted and was on top of me again. "Now, where were we?"

"I have to work hard to rebuild your ego," I laughed and brought his head down to kiss him. It was the first time when I took initiative.

"That you do!" he chuckled and kissed me back. "Are you hurting?"

"Now, no. Let's see what happens when you're inside."

"Try to relax or you'll shatter my ego to nothingness," he mumbled, but I could see he was enjoying this.

He pushed inside me again and this time I was prepared: I didn't squeeze him. This time, he grasped my hips in his hands and moved, his head thrown back, small groans escaping his lips. I felt my muscles clamping on him on their own accord and his head snapped up, his eyes meeting mine. "Bellaaa."

I was starting to lose sense of the world outside, focused just on us. I raised my hips to meet his thrusts, and he moaned again. His fingers brushed my clit, a light smirk on his lips. My world exploded and I shouted incoherent words. My hips bucked up and legs trembled. When I came back from my high, Edward was still moving inside me. His brows furrowed, he was focused, so… funny in that second. The giggles died before they made it out, replaced by a loud moan. My sensitive skin was attacked by him again and again. His movements were almost frantic.

"Yess! Ahhh so fucking… There… ahh!" I felt my muscles clamp on him again at the sound of his husky voice. He yelled out and stilled, his whole frame trembling and then falling on top of me. I hugged him closer and pressed his face to my neck, wanting to become one with him, to… become the same person.

This thought startled me and I realized, to my utter horror, that I had fallen for him. If you play with fire, you're going to get burnt. Truer words had never been spoken.

"I've died and gone to heaven," Edward muttered in my neck, pressing kisses there.

"You're breathing so you're still alive," I reminded him, still shaken by my new revelation.

He raised his head and looked at me, sleepily. "Hmm not sure. You look like an angel."

I blushed and rolled my eyes. "Your vision got affected. Blinded by orgasm," I whispered.

His answer was a snore in my ear. I giggled and struggled with the blanket for a few minutes then pulled it over us. I was asleep before I knew it, his snores lulled me to sleep.

I woke up later to an empty bed. it was dark outside, being winter, I couldn't tell the time. Had he left? Just like that? I was angry and disappointed, but I wanted to find him and hurt him. That's when I heard his voice outside the room or nearby, anyway. I spotted his shirt at the end of the bed and slipped it on along with my knickers before padding to the door. From the sound, he was arguing with someone. Then, everything went silent. I opened the door just in time to hear his groan. The same groan I had heard earlier, a groan of pleasure.

There he was! In the middle of the hallway, a few feet away from my room. Jacob's sister in his arms. They were kissing, and she looked like she was dry humping him. A dry sob escaped my lips and distracted them.

Cullen's head snapped to me, and his eyes widened. The girl looked at me then at him and she started shouting something. I couldn't pay attention. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

"I told you no, Rita!"

"REBECCA!" the girl wailed.

"What the fuck ever! I said no!" he shouted, glancing at me. "Bella…I ehh motherfucker," he groaned and gripped his hair with a hand.

"You were with her all this time?" the girl yelled. His eyes widened further, and I felt sick.

"Look, Rach-"

"RE-BE-CCA! Fuck you, Cullen!"

He moaned when she slapped him and dashed down the stairs. His eyes turn to me. I stood there, petrified.

"I don't need your explanation," I said, harshly, slipped back in my room. I took his shirt off, put a hoodie, jogging pants and sneakers then left the room, key in hand. I locked the room, threw the shirt to him and went to the stairs.

"Wait, Bella!" he yelled and grabbed my arm. "I'm stupid, ehh I didn't…I shouldn't have…but you…I couldn't…"

"SHUT THE HELL UP, CULLEN!" I found myself screaming and with the last power I had in me, I raised my hand and made a fist with it at the last second. The crack echoed in the empty hallway. I turned away and descended, feeling smug.

"Holy mother of fuck! Swan!" I heard him yell after me. I didn't stop. I pushed the door open and stopped dead in my tracks. There was snow. It was Christmas. It felt like Hell.

Arms wrapped around me, and I squirmed and kicked.

"Let me explain, please."

"I don't need to hear your pathetic excuses. You will never change."

"I have changed!" he shouted and turned me in his arms. His lip was split and a trickle of blood was flowing down his chin.

"Could have fooled me!" I laughed sarcastically. "Get your filthy hands off me. Now!" Something in my tone or face made him do just that. "Forget this ever happened," I hissed and ran off – more like, limped off. Everything hurt, which was a reminder of how stupid I was.

I was glad that I kept my iPod and phone in this hoodie, but once music started playing… it was bad. The pain came back. I remembered our conversations about the songs and bands. I found a song and put it on repeat. I'm Not Okay by My Chemical Romance.

I told you time and time again you sing the words but still don't know what they mean
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look

I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
You wear me out

I let my tears fall and slumped near a tree. The tree. Our tree. The fucking tree we always managed to stay against! A strangled sob escaped me, and I buried my face in my knees.

I played with my phone for minutes on end. I couldn't call anyone. No one knew about us and I couldn't start telling people now.

I had known I'd get hurt, and I had accepted it willingly! I knew he wouldn't change. I had hoped, but he proved me wrong. He was heartless and cruel.

The phone rang, making me jump. I dropped an ear bud and put the phone to my ear, composing myself.

"Hi, Alice!"

"Bella! Ohh you don't know what you're missing. You should have accepted my invitation!" I know that.

"What happened?"

"Emmett…managed to take the tree down this morning in his haste to see the presents," she laughed.

I laughed despite myself. "I can imagine that."

"That's not all. We decided to go outside and play in the snow, and he threw Rose in the snow and," she dropped her voice. "He broke her leg."

"WHAT?" I shouted, surprised.

"We're at the hospital. Anyway, I called to tell you 'Merry Christmas' and we're coming back in two or three days. Just Rose and me, but I think the boys will come, too."

"Merry Christmas," I muttered back. "It's good you're coming back. It's boring around here," I admitted.

"Isn't my brother keeping you entertained? What's the flavor the week?" she teased. I nearly said "me", but stopped right on time.

"I don't know. Haven't seen him," I lied. Just then, I saw his figure coming my way. He seemed determinate to talk with me. "Look, I have to go. I can't wait to see you."

"Sure. I'll call him and talk with him. Bye!"

"Bye," I whispered, hung up and got up, turning around and making my way in the opposite direction.

I heard the chords of Blue Christmas and smirked then burst in tears. He had lost our bet and I made him put that song as his ring tone for Christmas. He didn't manage to not laugh during Home Alone, last night.

"Bella! Hold up!" he yelled, and I heard him running. "What?" he shouted. "Alice…look, I can't talk. I have to do something," he rushed out, and he was beginning to approach me "No, I'm not screwing anyone," he groaned. "WAIT!" he shouted again. "Bye, sis."

I slipped and before I could fall, I was in his arms. "Last time I checked, no still meant no," I hissed. He let go of my arms.

"Bella… I was telling her to go away. She fucking attacked me!"

"Why don't I believe you? You were screwing her behind my back, anyway."

He didn't answer that one.

"Silence, sometimes, speaks volumes," I said, quietly and he let me depart. I thought I heard a sniff and the words, "I need you." But it was my imagination.

Alice didn't come back until New Year's Eve. I was outside, having bumped into Jacob Black. He seemed annoyed for some reason, but smiled when I unceremoniously, bumped into him. I wasn't even paying attention to where I was walking. I was mulling on how stupid I could be. I had always said those girls were stupid, brainless and every other bad word, and I was one of them now. Cullen had accomplished his mission. To sleep with me, but not after losing patience and screwing Jacob's sister behind my back.

"What happened to your hand?" he asked, sounding worried.

"It's nothing," I muttered. It was a bit bruised from when I had punched Cullen.

"Look who we have here! Boop!" I jumped a mile when the ground disappeared from under my feet.

"Put her down before you break her leg, too," Jasper chuckled.

I saw that Jacob had disappeared, and I squirmed in Emmett's arms. "You heard him," I whimpered.

He didn't put me down until he arrived in his room. Jasper closed the door after the girls, talking on his phone.

"Emmett!" I yelled, kicking my feet in the air.

"She's funny," he remarked as if I wasn't there.

I tried to hit him, still kicking my feet around uselessly. The door opened and I froze. I hadn't seen him in five days. Tears gathered in my eyes when I saw him and I knocked my sole on Emmett's sack, making him drop me.

"Shit! Rose won't be happy with you if you damaged my balls."

"You deserve it," Rose giggled.

"I have to go," I blurted out and ducked out of the room, under Cullen's arm.

Alice called me later in the evening inviting me back to Emmett's room but I declined. I spent the night alone, since Tanya wasn't there.

I didn't come out of my room much, and when I did, I avoided everyone until the new semester started.

"Bella! Hold up!" I stopped, knowing that I couldn't avoid Alice anymore.

"Yes?"

"What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this? Are you eating? Sleeping? You look awful."

"I'm fine," I snapped. I had thrown myself into finishing the project for the Earth Club, something to distract me, but nothing helped. The bed was a reminder of what I had done.

"Oh, you're talking to us?" Rose joined us.

I huffed and glanced at my phone. I was going to be late. I had to meet with Nathan for the project.

"Are you eating the same shit as Edward? You look the same! Hollow eyes, dark circles under them, both thin and short tempered."

"Fuck you!" I couldn't believe what I had just said, but I couldn't even hear his name. Her eyes widened and she gasped loudly.

"What the fuck did he do to you?"

I was seconds away to admitting everything when I heard Nathan calling my name. "I have to go." I ran to him and pushed him in the general direction of the library. I loved that place. The only place I didn't see Cullen's face.

At lunch, I sat alone on a bench and munched on a sandwich. When I left, someone fell in step with to me.

"Hi."

"Hi," I mumbled back, glancing at Jacob Black. What did he need from me?

"Hey, Swan! Do you have all the courses for Jill's class?" he asked me.

"Yes. Hmmm, are you in my class?" I asked, confused. I didn't remember seeing him in my classes.

"Nope. My friend, Sam, is. Could you lend them to me or make some copies? He missed some classes," he explained.

"Sure, I'll make some copies," I nodded. I remembered a Sam. I never talked to him, and he was rarely there.

"Say, six at Art's diner?"

"Okay. See you," I agreed and sped up when I saw who was approaching.

I met with Jacob. He was just as angry as I was with Cullen, but for different reasons. He was angry because his friend had hurt his sister. He scared me when he said that he wanted to hurt him. I accepted his invitation to a party. He looked like an alright guy.

When we went back, Jacob walked me to my dorm building and we bumped into Cullen, glaring at me. There was something else in his eyes… it looked like a warning, but I wasn't going to duel on that.

The next day, I found myself in front of Alice's door, knocking.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I need help. I'm going to a party tonight," I whispered, blushing.

She squealed and hugged me. "Rosie!" she yelled in my ear. "Our little Bella's growing up."

They dressed me up, and I didn't complain. I was even able to look Cullen square in the eye when he dropped by to ask Alice something. His eyes raked over my body. He had never seen me in a dress. I smirked, kissed the girls on their cheeks, and brushed past him.

Jacob met me outside the building, surprising me, and we walked together. I got quite drunk at the party, wanting to drown my sorrows. When Jacob kissed me, I realized it was what I needed - a distraction. Best of all, this distraction would hurt Cullen when he saw us. Well, it will hurt him if he felt something in first place. I passed out in Jacob's arms, on a couch.

Next morning, splinting headache or not, I had enough presence of mind that when I saw Cullen, I threw my arms around Jacob's neck and smashed my lips to his. Many emotions crossed Cullen's face as I kissed Jacob, settling on disbelief. What did he think? That I couldn't play his game? I could do it better!

The next month passed in a blur of classes, project, Jacob, basketball practices, where I kissed him at every break. My friends didn't seem to like him. Rosalie had stopped talking with me and Jasper was trying to pacify us, but to no avail. Emmett was upset that I stooped to Black's level, and Alice suspected that Edward's and my foul mood was because of something that might have happened between us that she didn't know about.

RA stuff was the worst, I had to work with him. But I had managed to talk with Miss Cope and convince her that I should only talk with the girls, separately, as he talked with the boys. She found logic in that and allowed me to do so.

Jacob was funny and knew how to make me smile every time I saw Cullen, or thought of him, or heard of him. He was rapidly becoming my new best friend, despite the fact that we were kissing. I stopped him too many times to count from going further. I wasn't ready, and frankly, Cullen had ruined me for others.

On Valentine's Day, everything changed.

JPOV

"Fifty bucks," Sam suggested, grinning at me.

"Deal," I sneered. We shook hands.

Swan would be mine. Pompous Cullen would pay for messing with my lil sis.

"Hey, Swan! Do you have all the courses for Jill's class?" I asked, stalking to her side.

"Yes. Hmmm, are you in my class?" she asked uncertain.

"Nope. My friend, Sam, is. Could you lend them to me or make some copies? He missed some classes," I explained.

"Sure, I'll make some copies," she agreed.

"Say, six at Art's diner?" I asked slyly, using my charm.

"Okay. See you," she said and left. She didn't look interested, but hey, I was Cullen's rival at girls. I could have anyone.

Something had happened between them, because for two weeks they hadn't talked at all, she hadn't come to practice, not that they talked much in the past.

She came with the courses. They weren't a lie. The fucker wasn't going to classes.

"Hi, Bella!" I greeted, smiling.

"Jacob," she said, curtly.

We ended up dining; my plan was working. We were talking about movies and she told me about some actor I hadn't heard of.

"You don't know Gerald Butler?" she asked, astonished.

"Nope. My sister may know him, though." Her face fell and she sighed. "I could kill Cullen," I told her angrily. Panic crossed her pretty face.

"He's a jerk, but he doesn't deserve that."

"My sister became his new toy!" I said, seriously. We had gotten to the subject I wanted to touch.

"I know and I'm sorry something like this happened to your sister. He will never change," Bella said dejectedly.

"I can't believe he's after other girls when he has you as a friend. So pretty," I told her.

Her cheeks reddened. "Cullen's not my friend. He never was," she said, softly. "And…thank you."

"It's true. If I asked to go out with me, would you come?"

"I don't know you, Jacob, but you seem alright. I guess…"

"Cool. Tomorrow is Saturday. There's a party in my building." I grinned widely as she accepted. "Building C."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. I have homework." Bella smiled and before she turned to leave, I offered to walk her back. It was nine, already.

"Good night, Bella," I told her as we arrived at her building. I boldly kissed her cheek.

"Night…" she stammered and blushed.

"Black, always a pleasure to see you. Swan," Cullen sneered at me, nodded to Bella and brushed past us, but not before glaring at me.

I used to be friends with him, but when he decided to play with my sister, he lost my friendship.

A few weeks later found me in Bella's room 'studying'. The party had been the perfect alibi. I had kissed her for the first time there. She had been quite drunk, but didn't object and definitely remembered the kiss in the morning. She had greeted me in the middle of the campus, kissing me in front of Cullen. His face had been priceless.

She started growing on me, and I couldn't have that, so I acted faster than planned. I planned my revenge on Cullen with Sam.

The first time I tried, we were on Bella's bed, making out. I didn't think it was too soon, but she kept refusing me. It was the ultimate part of the bet. I had to bed her. And she was making the job pretty difficult.

"Wait," Bella stopped me again as I tried to undo her jeans.

Her friends didn't approve of our relationship; maybe they were the ones telling her to stop me, but the pleasure of kissing her in front of Cullen after every practice was amazing, sweet revenge. Once, when I went to change after practice, Cullen's locker had dents in the shape of his fist all over it. Was Cullen really jealous?

I knew his little secret. He had feelings he didn't want, or understand for Bella. I was playing with her as he played with my sister.

As February approached, I started to worry. Sam's deadline was Valentine's Day. I'd never make it. Valentine's Day evening, I had to work on the revenge plan, taking Cullen out of the picture.

Bella had started pulling away from me and now, as we were watching a movie, she was on the other side of the couch.

My phone rang. It was Sam. "It's done. I wrapped his hands on the steering wheel and put a cloth in the exhaust pipe. He'll be out as soon as he starts fussing. He'll inhale even more gas if he frets and screams," Sam announced to me, proudly.

I never wanted this to get this far, but insisted that he knew what he was doing and that people like him deserve a lesson. He was adamant that Cullen wouldn't die, but he would be severely injured. I was still partial to hurting him because no matter how he treated my sister, I once had been his friend and I wasn't a murderer. So I answered Sam the best way I knew.

"Congrats! I'm proud of you. Bet's off."

"Sure. Bye." We hung up.

"What bet?" Bella asked angrily, stopping the movie.

"Ehh." Shit! Me and my big mouth.

"What bet?" she seethed.

I told her, because I couldn't not tell her. I had grown to like her. I was no better than Cullen.

"Imbecile! Get out! Rose was right!" she screamed and pushed me out of her room.

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