"I. Quit," I say distinctively, crossing my arms over my chest.
He frowns and crosses his own. "Miss Swan, might we discuss this later?"
"No," I say and I step forward. "I know who you are, and I know what you do in your spare time. Remember Edward Cullen? Do you even remember what you did to him last night? Because judging from the fact that only one side of your face is properly shaven and the general rugged look about you… I'd say you are an alcoholic."
He smirks at me, his evil sneer and personality finally coming to show. "So you're the girlfriend, eh? Ah well, if I had only known he'd discovered such a hot piece of ass."
He wraps his arms around me tightly, leaving no room for me to escape.
"Get the fuck off me," I growl and he laughs.
"Feisty. I love feisty women."
Don't worry; justice and help will come.
Our Bella will get it back someday... soon.
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